Chapter 1420: The Female Version of the Honey Badger

The characteristic of Gu Yuxin is that whenever a hobby reaches a certain level, it is no longer a hobby, and she turns to challenge other fields!

This girl is like a warrior; the meaning of her existence seems to be constant challenge.

Besides challenging interests in different fields, she also likes to challenge when making friends.

But the environment she grew up in from childhood was too scholarly; there were very few people who liked to argue or pick fights, and her grandfather was the Principal, her grandmother was a famous scholar, and her parents were both university teachers. Growing up in such a family, she was basically at the very top of the food chain.

With the environment and family background, basically no one dared to accept her challenges; they would admit defeat before it even started.

Thus, it fostered Gu Yuxin's willful and lawless temperament.

But on stage, she was like a different person, speaking eloquently, very scholarly, without a trace of arrogance.

Zichen was disdainful and scoffed: "Hmph! She can really put on an act, saying one thing and doing another."

Upon learning that Gu Yuxin was the Principal's granddaughter, Zichen was shocked at first, but soon felt dismissive.

He believed that Gu Yuxin being able to become Class Monitor and student representative was all due to connections.

If it weren't for her having a Principal grandfather, she would be nothing!

In fact, he was not the only one with this thought; basically, all the classmates thought this way.

……

The opening ceremony ended, everyone returned to the classroom to get familiar, and the clothes, pants, and Spring Shoes for military training were distributed, preparing for military training the next day.

Once the clothes were in his hands, Zichen unfolded them and felt something was wrong.

Taking another look at the size on the clothes, it was indeed wrong; it was too small, not his size.

He found Gu Yuxin: "Class Monitor, you gave me the wrong one, this isn't my size."

Gu Yuxin didn't even look: "Oh, there are none left, just make do with it."

"Alright, no problem."

Zichen was not annoyed, nor did he pester her; he took the clothes back to his seat, looking quite happy.

Gu Yuxin did it on purpose; he could see that.

The clothes and Spring Shoes were all small, and not just by one size; they couldn't be worn at all.

The Class Monitor's intention to make things difficult for him was obvious; Zichen saw it.

You have your strategy, I have my countermeasure; just wait and see!

Military training.

The classmates were all dressed neatly, then looked at Sheng Zichen and covered their mouths to giggle.

It was too funny, they couldn't stop.

The hat on Sheng Zichen's head rested loosely on top, falling off with a bit of wind, or even without wind, so he kept bending over to pick up the hat.

That wasn't all; the clothes were also very ill-fitting.

The buttons of the jacket wouldn't fasten, so he used a belt to tie it shut simply.

The pants were too short, looking like cropped pants when worn.

The Spring Shoes didn't fit his feet either, so Zichen cut open the front and back with a knife, wearing them with his toes exposed in the front and his heels exposed in the back.

Although it was already September, the weather was still very hot; the classmates were all dressed strictly, only he was cool!

The instructor arrived, his expression very unpleasant.

The instructor pointed at Sheng Zichen: "You, come out. What's going on with the clothes on you?"

Zichen said loudly: "Report to the instructor, this uniform was given to me by the Class Monitor. I reminded her it wasn't my size, and she said there were none left and told me to make do."

"Hahahaha..."

The classmates all understood now, bursting into loud laughter, and simultaneously looked over toward the girls' side.

The instructor was very angry: "Stop laughing. Which one is your Class Monitor? Have her come over!"

Coming from a military background, he had a fiery temper and could not stand students wearing improper military uniforms; military appearance and discipline were things carved into his bones, and he would not allow anyone to desecrate them.

"Yes."

Zichen answered loudly, then marched in step to find the Class Monitor.

Gu Yuxin watched from afar as Sheng Zichen walked over; the girls' reactions were similar to the boys', and seeing Sheng Zichen in such an outfit, they all laughed until they couldn't stand straight.

Gu Yuxin was laughing at first too, but after a while, she felt something was wrong; a bad premonition arose. How could he be smiling as he came over?

That shouldn't be.

Before she could figure it out, Zichen had already reached the front of their team and reported to the instructor: "Report, our instructor invites classmate Gu Yuxin to go over for a moment."

"What's the matter?"

"Report to the instructor, I don't know."

The giggling in the team grew louder; the instructor glared at everyone with dissatisfaction and said to Gu Yuxin: "You, step out of line and go with this classmate."

She didn't want to go.

"Report to the instructor: 'I won't go; it shouldn't affect the overall training just because I am missing.'" She said it very righteously.

"Obey the order."

"Yes."

This time, even if she didn't want to go, she had to.

On the way, Gu Yuxin asked Zichen: "What did you say to the instructor? You dare to undermine me behind my back? Watch out, or I'll make things difficult for you."

Zichen said: "I didn't undermine you behind your back; I am currently wearing the 'small shoes' you gave me. Doing underhanded things behind someone's back is not what a real man does; you'll know when you get there."

They arrived.

The instructor asked Gu Yuxin: "Did you distribute the clothes he is wearing?"

"Report to the instructor, yes!"

"Good, then I ask you, which person in the military supplies department distributed these military training uniforms? They actually gave the wrong size and couldn't exchange them? Speak! Tell me and I will go settle the account with them myself; if you can't tell me, I will settle the account with you!"

The instructor spoke like thunder, imposing without needing to be angry; anyone with a slightly smaller heart would have been scared out of their wits.

But Gu Yuxin was not.

She answered calmly and unhurriedly: "Report, Instructor, the military training uniform issued by the Quartermaster's Office has no problems at all. It was on my way back from picking up the uniforms that I saw a freshman crying. He had ordered the wrong size, had no money to order another, and was afraid to go exchange it. I felt soft-hearted for a moment and swapped my classmate Sheng Zichen's uniform for his."

"I thought that classmate Sheng Zichen is eloquent and has strong social skills, so it would certainly be no problem for him to go to the Quartermaster's Office to exchange it himself..."

In less than two sentences, Gu Yuxin had lightly pushed the responsibility onto Zichen.

"You didn't tell me," Zichen argued.

He was a bit anxious and forgot to shout "Report."

The instructor glared at him with dissatisfaction: "Does a little thing like this still need a girl to tell you? Go exchange it, go right now, and don't embarrass me here."

"You go back too, there's nothing for you here anymore."

"Yes."

Gu Yuxin answered loudly, then held her head high, puffed out her chest, and marched back with a goose-step.

Zichen went to the Quartermaster's Office, exchanged for clothes, pants, and a hat of the correct size, bought a new pair of Spring Shoes, and returned after dressing neatly.

Noon break.

Sheng Zichen treated his roommates to a meal, telling them to order whatever meat, vegetable, or seafood dishes they wanted, but they couldn't eat for free; they had to help him come up with ideas to fight the "Female Devil."

The "Female Devil" was Gu Yuxin, the nickname Zichen had given the Class Monitor.

"Forget it, I don't dare get involved. She's the Principal's granddaughter; am I tired of living to fight her?"

"Exactly, this meal of yours is too expensive, I'd better just pay for my own."

"Brother, I sympathize with you, but I can't help you."

"Sorry."

"Me too!"

The good brothers who had promised to share blessings and hardships showed their true colors at the critical moment; no one dared to get involved, fearing they would be implicated.

Everyone paid for their own.

"You guys! You're really not loyal."