Trouser Mystery

Jiang X's test paper drove Zhi Ying crazy. She used all her lunch break to solve the questions and hurried back to her dormitory to do draft calculations frantically.

After finishing the sixth set, Zhi Ying glanced at the clock and found that it was already two in the morning, so she reluctantly put the test paper away.

Before going to bed, Zhi Ying couldn't hold back. She opened the test paper and read another question. She stood at the table and calculated the answer silently before she stopped.

It was already dawn at 5:30. Zhi Ying seemed to have waited for a long time, as she quickly got up from her bed to wash up. Then, she sat upright at the table and began to do math problems.

The military training gathering was at 7:00. After the alarm clock went off at 6:40, Zhi Ying frowned and turned it off. She waited till 6:50 before she ran outside the dormitory.

A minute later, Zhi Ying ran back to pick up the test paper on the table and tried to stuff it into her pocket.

Unfortunately, the test paper was too long to fit in her pocket, so Zhi Ying simply tucked it into her waistband. 

There was no time to eat breakfast. Zhi Ying ran to the drill ground, and sure enough, almost everyone was already there.

Before she could take out the test paper and put it down, the instructor picked up the whistle and prepared to blow, signaling everyone to stand.

Zhi Ying hurriedly stood in her place, took a deep breath, and quietly touched her waist. The test paper was still there.

The previous day, they had stood all day, and today they had everyone lift their legs and salute step. The instructor turned from time to time, observing everyone's posture.

Zhi Ying too raised her leg, but she focused on carefully moving the test paper from her lower back to the front. Sadly, her movements were too obvious.

"Don't move your hands randomly!" The instructor immediately noticed her small movements, "Report when you move!"

"Report!" Good thing she turned around. Zhi Ying took a breath and tried to focus until the break.

The instructor approached Zhi Ying with a sullen face: "Attention! Stand on the spot!"

"..." Zhi Ying stomped gently.

"Stomp louder! I want to hear it!" The instructor shouted in dissatisfaction, "Zhi Ying, did you not eat this morning? Stomp harder!"

The test paper had already started to slide down. With no other choice, Zhi Ying stomped hard, accepting her fate.

The instructor, who had been eyeing her from the start, immediately realized something was wrong and instructed everyone to stop.

"Zhi Ying, are you a male or female?!" The instructor stared at her bulging trousers angrily.

"...Female." Zhi Ying whispered.

"Then explain to me what this is?" The instructor looked so furious that he was about to lose consciousness.

"Oh." Zhi Ying conscientiously took out the test paper.

The large letters 'Jiang X Province High School Exam Paper' blinded everyone.

That night, a new legend was released from No. 1 Middle School: During military training, the provincial champion hid test papers in the crotch of her trousers in order to save time.

"Actually, I didn't have time to put it down next to me, and it slid down on its own. I really didn't want to put it in my crotch." Zhi Ying explained to Han Jiaojiao the next morning.

"Mhm, I know." Han Jiaojiao gave Zhi Ying a look, meaning that she understood and didn't need further explanation.

"..."

Zhi Ying gave up, explaining that she had not finished the exam paper because of yesterday's disturbance.

Today, the instructor was still keeping an eye on Zhi Ying to prevent her from taking anything out of it.

When the instructors gathered together yesterday, one of the instructors shared the story about a crazy student with everyone, complaining that their teaching career was tough.

"Today's task is to march, and everyone must learn to salute step!"

The instructor began to relax his surveillance of Zhi Ying. Although she was a little eccentric, she still looked very vigorous, and the crew cut fully reflected Zhi Ying's health… What the hell was that?!

"Zhi Ying!!" the instructor went crazy, "You can't even walk properly?!"

Jiang Wei looked at the person in front of him who was unusually coordinated with their hands and feet and couldn't help but smile.

But she didn't know that she was doing it wrong; her hands and feet were very straight, and the arc of the swing was quite high.

In the end, the instructor could only take Zhi Ying out alone and let her watch others kick while thinking about it by herself.

"Stand on the spot!" The instructor shouted, letting a group of people step forward and walking towards Zhi Ying, "Are you ready now?"

"Yes." Zhi Ying nodded sincerely.

"Okay, return to the team." The instructor asked her to go back and walk with everyone again.

Zhi Ying stood at attention and began to wait for the command to start.

This time it was much better than the first time. At least Zhi Ying's aura was even stronger. She was very confident with her marching, which caused the instructor standing beside her to be stunned.

It was different from the typical one, when they step forward with their right foot, their left-hand moves, but here instead of their left hand, the right one moves, that is, someone with their feet and hands in the same motion.

After thinking about it for a long time, the instructor was sure that it was Zhi Ying's fault and not the people around her that made the mistake.

"…" The instructor could already imagine that Zhi Ying was about to draw a red cross on his brilliant teaching career.

"You! Come out!" The instructor pressed the sadness that kept rising in his heart and took Zhi Ying out.

Then he looked around the whole team, picked out a person who had always performed well, and corrected Zhi Ying on the side alone.