Volume 1: This Heart's Desire Chapter 39: The 25th Regiment (Part 2)

  So many people...

  So many flowers...

  Ocean of flowers, ocean of smiling faces, ocean of cheers.

  People are singing and dancing, smiling faces are sunflowers all facing her, fresh flowers are shaking in their hands.

  "Welcome! Welcome!"

  A group of handsome young men and women, holding fresh flowers, formed a long queue, dancing out joyfully. A team of yellow-clad men exerted themselves drumming on the side, their sturdy arm muscles reflecting the dazzling sunlight, "Boom boom boom clang!"

  Ji Wengtou jumped off the carriage, and a group of old men with tears in their eyes came to welcome him. Ji Wengtou smiled graciously, slightly bowing his head, and gestured for the coachman to lead the way.

  Tai Shi suddenly had a vision of modern young pioneers welcoming leaders on the roadside, or the opening ceremony of a sports meeting...

  "...And now, coming towards us is the Chinese men's football team. The players come from all over the country and are the elite in their field, famous for their 'dives' and 'fake shots'. Look, they're all full of energy and spirit, marching towards their next defeat. Their banner reads: "Starting from 2000, bet on us to lose every match, guaranteed to make you a millionaire in ten years!"

  ……

  Tai Shi Lan stroked his chin.

  To be honest, she is well-prepared to face the huge psychological gap, such as seeing the dilapidated school buildings, asking for a large tuition fee, and having no excellent teachers or advanced hardware and software. According to the modern advertising hype, the more exaggerated the advertisement is, the more disappointing the reality is. She has already prepared herself to be disappointed.

  Indeed, the truth is always beyond your imagination...

  She hadn't reacted yet, but Jing Tai Lan had already gotten into the zone and stood up, shaking his belly as he got off the car, walking while waving his hand.

  Very cool, very stylish.

  Tai Shi Lan stared at the back of Jing Tai Lan, and suddenly felt an urge to run away. Things are not normal, there must be a demon. She brought Jing Tai Lan here to study, intending to temporarily escape from Rong Chu's entanglement by hiding her name in this poor and remote place, but she didn't plan to live a life that would attract attention under everyone's eyes.

  "Jing Tai Blue," she darted forward, just about to pick up Jing Tai Blue who was about to enter a state of speech, and escape at a divine speed, when suddenly her eyes caught a glimpse of a tall figure.

  That figure was so familiar and profound, yet it was also so unexpected, she couldn't have imagined running into him here.

  She was stunned, and before she could react, a group of old men had already come forward, surrounding her without saying a word, and escorted her into the school gate. By the time she tried to find that vague figure in the crowd, where could she still be found?

  "Eat melon seeds."

  Tai Shi Lan invited Jing Tai Blue over and grabbed a handful of melon seeds, placing them in front of him.

  Jingtai blue hehe smiled, picked up melon seeds, and with a quick knock of her small teeth, "crack".

  The melon seeds fell out and were caught by the small blue and white porcelain hand, carefully placed in another small ceramic dish, which was already filled with a shallow layer of melon seeds.

  Tai Shi lay leisurely on the couch, occasionally reaching out to pick up a few melon seeds from the dish and eating them.

  Enjoyed it very much.

  "Is Tai Shi's sister here? Let's take a look at you." A group of women burst in, giggling, and seeing this scene of "son filial, mother lazy", they all pouted.

  What a clever and lovely son, yet his mother is willing to enslave him!

  Still with an expression of being unrepentant and shameless.

  Tai Shi Lan knew what they were thinking about and didn't even bother to lift her head.

  What do they know?

  She is sacrificing the small me to perfect the big me, for this feudal patriarchal society, cultivating the first perfect gentleman who understands and respects women.

  This is a groundbreaking vision that poses a powerful challenge to the current corrupt and male-chauvinistic ideology, and is a silent declaration of war against the reality of male supremacy.

  Her son, she is in charge.

  Tai Shi Lan's face was expressionless as he stood up.

  Jingtai Lan immediately ran over, stretched out his small fat paws, and let Tai Shi Tai Hou hold on to him, just short of a "neigh".

  The women let out a sigh of disappointment...

  Tai Shi Lan glanced at them - these two lazy bones, really idle.

  She has been here for three days and hasn't seen any of her teachers yet.

  She indeed got a single house with garden and garage, indeed upstairs and downstairs three meals a day, someone washing clothes and someone delivering food, everything is really the same as what was said on the advertisement, except for that so-called "under the green peak, by the clear river".

  Cuifeng Mountain... The distant end of the mountain is more than 100 miles away from Dongchang City.

  By the river of clear mirror... by a small stream as narrow as a ribbon, one of the countless tributaries of the river of clear mirror.

  Within dozens of miles around, there is no human habitation. The so-called weekly holiday can be spent playing freely, but most people can only play with mice in their own courtyard.

  However, Tai Shi Lan can play Jingtai Blue.

  She also generously lent her blue porcelain to female classmates to play with. Erwu Camp, in order to make up the number, also recruited women, but on the roster, the gender of these women was male.

  Women who enter the second-class brothels are naturally not of good birth, those who have fallen into the rivers and lakes, orphans without support, those from brothels... As a result, those who have fallen into the rivers and lakes look down on orphans without support, orphans without support look down on prostitutes from brothels, old prostitutes from brothels despise those two kinds of pretentious people, each with their own factions, forming cliques.

  However, women are united in their love for children, and this is also a rare opportunity for them to get together.

  "Hug!"

  "I'm going to hug you!"

  "Watch out with those rough hands of yours from running around and performing on the streets, don't scratch the face of this Qing Dynasty porcelain!"

  "Do you know what it means to hold a child? Have you ever been held since childhood?"

  "Do you understand? Those jade-like arms of yours aren't just for others to rest on?"

  “……”

  The yard was in an uproar, Tai Shi Lan's face expressionless as he ate melon seeds. Jing Tai Lan stood in the center of the crowd, his eyes shining with warmth and his arms open wide as he laughed, a radiant smile spreading across his face. The whole yard was filled with cries of "Jing Tai Lan, come to me! Come to me!"

  The little rascal looked left and right, drooling, stumbling and staggering towards a quiet woman, laughing and throwing himself into her arms, murmuring "Fragrant... fragrant..."

  The woman hastily raised her hands and hugged him, overjoyed to the point of blushing.

  Tai Shi's face turned green with rage.

  What a smell! Obviously it's because someone has the biggest chest!

  Thought to take him into the army, at least to cultivate his masculine iron-blooded spirit, who knew he would end up in the brothel instead. Look at that little rascal, getting what he wants everywhere he goes with a smug expression.

  This illness must be cured!

  Jingtai blue suddenly shivered silently...

  "Tomorrow is the opening ceremony." A heavily made-up woman suddenly said.

  "I wonder if Instructor Li will come?" Another woman with a broad eyebrow sparkled in her eyes.

  "It's probably not possible, Instructor Li is not a full-time instructor in the camp, he has always been elusive." Another person said with a tone of regret.

  Look at the women around, their eyes lit up instantly, Ta Shi Lan knew that a disease called "Adrenal Instant Hemocyte Boiling Syndrome" had broken out again.

  Also known as "Flower Crazy."

  Having been here for three days, I've already heard the name "Officer Li" so many times that my ears are numb - young and handsome, talented, humble and courteous, elegant and refined, treating all students in the camp equally regardless of their background... In short, a perfect man, one-of-a-kind excellent gentleman.

  This is Instructor Li, a specially appointed "roving instructor" within the camp. The organization of Erwu Camp is the same as that of Guangwu Camp, with the name being military but not having a formal army-like battalion commander. It still follows the literary and educational system. The highest official is called the General Institute, under which there are deputy camps and instructors, responsible for miscellaneous affairs and teaching matters within the camp. Teaching is divided into four main subjects: "equipment, skills, arts, and literature". Each subject has many sub-subjects, such as equipment referring to the manufacture of military weapons, including knives, guns, swords, and halberds, each with its own classification; skills refer to martial arts, which are further divided into internal strength, external strength, hidden weapons, archery, etc.; arts combine various techniques, even cooking has a subject. Literature naturally refers to the transmission of all literary knowledge.

  "Xíng zǒu jiào guān" is equivalent to a university's specially appointed guest professor, generally being an all-around master of various skills and arts, occasionally coming to offer guidance and teach classes, not within the camp's system, not receiving a salary from the camp, but due to their exceptional talent and prestige, they have always been highly respected by the camp's teachers and students.

  There are so many subjects set up in the school, naturally students can't absorb them all, so the 25th camp also has a selection or self-selection system, selecting the most suitable students to specialize in certain studies.

  Even Tai Shi Lan, who is familiar with the modern complete and detailed division of disciplines, has to admit that the construction system of Guangwu Camp is very complete and advanced, transcending this era.

  It is said that this was also the merit of Rong Chu, who founded the local Guangwu division and established such a perfect system at the age of seventeen. At that time, he had been fighting on the battlefield for many years and had made countless achievements.

  This made Tai Shi Lan feel quite strange, such a well-established, finely divided, and efficiently run high-level military academy, why did it lose to Dong Tang year after year? Is Dong Tang even more advanced?

  Tai Shi Lan was still deep in thought when the door was knocked again. He opened it to find a scar-faced, dark-skinned man and a pale-faced, slender-waisted young man standing at the entrance.

  Tai Shi Lan's gaze fell on their intertwined arms and then turned away.

  "Anything wrong?"