Chapter 2

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

"Class dismissed!"

Clatter-clatter~

The students in the classroom stood up one after another, watching Instructor Liu Zhi leave the classroom.

The students walked out in twos and threes, in small groups—it was dinnertime.

Lv Muzhi walked out with the crowd, organizing his memories.

In this life, he was twenty years old, born in Zhejiang Province, raised in Shanghai, with a reserved personality; his relationship with classmates at Whampoa School was neither cold nor warm.

During middle school, he participated in the May Fourth Student Movement and was mobilized in Shanghai to join the Qingtian Party.

After graduating middle school, he taught at an elementary school while also participating in some grassroots party affairs of the Qingtian Party.

At this time, the Qingtian Party could be described in one word: poor! Poor to the point of clinking! No money and no guns, the Grand Marshal was repeatedly stabbed in the back by warlords, and Lv Muzhi himself was just a small fry; fortunately, his parents were alive, and his elementary school teacher's salary was barely enough, which was some consolation.

In 1924, Lv Muzhi, who happened to see a Whampoa Military Academy recruitment advertisement in a magazine, resigned decisively to apply for the military academy; with his middle school education and Qingtian Party member status as support, and recommended by the organization, he took the Whampoa entrance exam and successfully enrolled.

The Lv Muzhi of Whampoa's first life happened to have a fever today, the Lv Muzhi of the second life of civil engineering just kicked the bucket, and the aimless civil engineering dog Lv Muzhi was transmitted into the body of Whampoa's Lv Muzhi; it seemed Heaven wanted to correct the script of his life.

Lv Muzhi now possessed memories from the future; with his shallow historical knowledge, he had some foresight into major historical nodes, but could not be precise about the outcome of every single thing.

Just as Lv Muzhi could not have expected someone to call out to him at this moment.

"Muzi, what you said to Instructor Liu Zhi in class today was truly interesting; how is your health now?"

Lv Muzhi's train of thought was pulled back by a Hunan accent; turning his head, he saw Jiang Xiangyun of Student Company One walking to his left side.

Wasn't this the leader of the Whampoa Three Heroes? This man was a student leader; Lv Muzhi was from Student Team Two, and their relationship was average, merely nodding acquaintances, probably because he himself was a Qingtian Party member.

"Exactly, did your fever scramble your brains? How are you now?"

The speaker was Li Zhilong, who was in the same team as him; Li Zhilong had taken leave for him that morning when he had a fever, exempting him from physical training so he only had to attend theory classes.

Before entering Whampoa Military Academy, Li Zhilong had studied at the Naval School, dreaming of commanding a warship.

Unfortunately, Li Zhilong was a Red Flag Party member with an upright personality, and the warlords' cannonboats would never recruit him aboard.

Li Zhilong couldn't command a warship, thinking that all roads lead to Rome, he took the opportunity of deep cooperation between the Qingtian Party and the Red Flag Party to join Whampoa Military Academy to study infantry, preparing to make a great showing in the future and realize his ambitions.

Lv Muzhi's relationship with his teammate Li Zhilong was fairly good, and Li Zhilong's relationship with Jiang Xiangyun was very good; this was probably why student leader Jiang Xiangyun took the initiative to greet him.

Many other classmates were around, discussing the amusing incidents from today's class; Lv Muzhi looked around, mobilized the memories in his mind, compared faces and backs, and quickly matched them with their respective names.

Walking ahead of him, two backs side by side: Zuo Quan and Xu Xiangqian, the two were gesturing with their hands while talking.

Walking behind him were two people: Chen Geng and Song Xilian; these two had a very good relationship, pushing and shoving each other, very lively.

There were also Du Yuming, Guan Linzhen, Hu Zongnan, Zheng Dongguo, Gui Yongqing......

A gathering of general's stars, too numerous to count!

I didn't expect to be fortunate enough to become one of them!

Lv Muzhi did not forget that Jiang Xiangyun and Li Zhilong were concerned about him.

"It's fine; I took medicine at the infirmary this morning, sweated all over this afternoon, and the fever has already subsided; just now in class, I was actually daydreaming during class and came up with those words in a pinch."

Lv Muzhi was very humble; he had been too showy in class just now, completely different from his usual reserved persona; his image in others' eyes would have to change gradually, so as not to be too conspicuous in other people's eyes and invite trouble.

Jiang Xiangyun smiled: "We usually communicate very little; today it seems Muzi is also someone who remains calm in crisis."

Li Zhilong also laughed heartily: "With a fever like this, I think Muzi you should come down with it a few more times; you've become Instructor Liu Zhi's bosom friend, and what relationship might develop from here, I dare not even imagine......"

Li Zhilong was a straightforward person who said whatever was on his mind; Lv Muzhi knew this was a good-natured joke.

"If a fever can promote friendship between Muzi and all of you, then what's wrong with coming down with it a few more times?" Lv Muzhi responded with a generous laugh.

Jiang Xiangyun and Li Zhilong glanced at each other; hearing Lv Muzhi's words, they were obviously very happy—one more friend, what could be wrong with that?

Chen Geng behind seemed to have heard something amusing; he stopped roughhousing with Song Xilian and ran to Lv Muzhi's front.

"Muzi Ah, a fever not only promotes friendship among us classmates, but can also make you sworn friends like Bo Ya and Zi Qi with Instructor Liu Zhi!"

Saying this, Chen Geng propped his nose with his thumb, imitating Instructor Liu Zhi's voice: "From ancient times to the present...... pigs' tactics......"

Song Xilian also echoed Chen Geng, saying jokes about three-flavor boiled chicken, radish and green onion, and such; this was a rare joy for military academy students.

Lv Muzhi was, however, a bit dumbfounded; wasn't this Chen Geng the former brigade commander of Li Yunlong in Bright Sword, a future founding general? How could he be so lively and humorous when young? He was simply a live wire in the ranks.

And there was Song Xilian, the youngest, whose relationship with Chen Geng was so close, as if they wore the same pair of pants.

The crowd around was made to laugh heartily by Chen Geng; it seemed Instructor Liu Zhi's reputation among the student body was not good...... Lv Muzhi had interacted with him once, and instead became the talk of everyone......

"Don't mind it... haha, Chen Geng is just like that......"

Li Zhilong hadn't finished half his sentence before he clutched his belly and laughed again.

So far, Lv Muzhi felt good; the classmates' laughter was directed at Instructor Liu Zhi, not mocking him, and instead smoothed over his relationship with his classmates.

At the cafeteria entrance, everyone immediately put away their expressions; the duty star officer urged everyone to line up and assemble, then led the team neatly into the cafeteria.

The food had already been placed on the tables, six people per table; Lv Muzhi and Li Zhilong sat at one table.

On the table were three large basins: one basin of rice, one basin of clear vegetable and minced meat soup that could reflect a face, and a shallow half-basin of seasonal vegetables.

Only after the duty star officer sat down and picked up his chopsticks did the students pick up their chopsticks to eat; no one dared to speak.

Everyone ate very quickly; Lv Muzhi knew the mealtime was ten minutes; once ten minutes were up, whether finished or not, everyone had to get up and leave the cafeteria.

While eating, Lv Muzhi glanced at the round table at the very front; that was the dining table of the school's main leaders; a stern man with a flat haircut sat right in the center eating—that was the Principal; the rest were the school's main leaders.

Below the round table were some square tables, for the school's instructors to dine at; Instructor Liu Zhi, who taught class in the afternoon, was at one of those tables; apparently the Student Corps Commander and instructors were all eating there.

Although the tables were different, the food at every table looked the same; there was no difference in terms of eating.

Once ten minutes were up, the Principal at the top put down his chopsticks, everyone immediately stopped eating, lined up, and went out.

According to custom, after dinner they could rest for a while to digest, then go to night self-study at seven in the evening.

"Jiang Xiangyun, Chen Geng, Li Zhilong, the Principal requests the three of you at his office at six-thirty for a talk." Student Corps Commander Deng Yanda walked over and gave Jiang, Chen, and Li their instructions.

The three stood at attention and saluted, accepting Regimental Commander Deng Yanda's order.

Lv Muzhi understood that this was the Principal's old rule; to better understand the students, the Principal held talks with students every week, covering family, parents' occupations, future plans, and so on.

In Lv Muzhi's impression, the Principal had not yet spoken with him, but this was the second time he had spoken with Jiang Xiangyun.

"These three are all Workers and Peasants Party members," Lv Muzhi thought to himself.

Li Zhilong came to find Lv Muzhi: "Muzi, you just broke your fever; the Commander said you don't need to go to self-study tonight, and tomorrow there will be a Wild/Field map survey exercise, so stay in the Dormitory and rest up your Spirit."