Chapter 15: The Boss of Class Three!

"Zhou..." Ron looked at Zhou Yuan, his warm smile causing Ron to feel a tinge of guilt. He felt like a shameless traitor.

When he entered the dormitory, it was filled with strangers. Zhou Yuan was the first to greet him, offering him a cigarette and warmly introducing the other members of the dormitory. And then, Ron... out of jealousy for Zhou Yuan's popularity among the dormitory residents, he started to resent Zhou Yuan, thinking that he was being fake, trying to form cliques.

Looking back now, he realized what a terrible person he was. He had forgotten the most important thing - loyalty!

"I understand, it's alright," Zhou Yuan lightly punched Ron with his fist, then gestured towards his own heart. He turned to the onlookers and said, "Guys, we need to hurry, or we'll have to queue up."

"Okay, let's go!" The others chimed in, surrounding Zhou Yuan as they rushed towards the cafeteria.

After that little incident, they all thought that Zhou Yuan was someone worth befriending. If Zhou Yuan knew what they were thinking, he would surely give them a thumbs up.

Yes, I am Zhou, the gentleman. 

I have to say, being eighteen is a wonderful stage in life. It's easy to build a circle of friends, and even finding a partner isn't difficult. Unfortunately, in his previous life, he woke up too late. When he was eighteen, all he knew was playing games, missing out on so much.

(I'm talking to those of you who are reading this book right now. Seize the moment, don't leave any regrets. I still remember her face, her attire. Sigh!!!)

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The third squad of recruits arrived at the cafeteria a bit late. However, the cafeteria was spacious, with plenty of tables, easily accommodating three to five hundred people.

"Shiet, we have to eat this disgusting stuff again!"

"I'm sure the cooks at the recruit camp are from Incheon."

As they lined up to get their food, complaints could be heard throughout the queue. The recruits' meals were not necessarily bad, but the presentation of the dishes was terrible. All the dishes looked like "mashed mud," and it seemed like water had been added to them. Green vegetable puree, brownish beef puree, yellow corn puree, you could see nothing but puree for all the dishes, with a stack of bread slices on the side.

It was not only unappetizing but also tasted awful, leaving a bitter aftertaste. They didn't know if some kind of nutrient solution had been added to it.

Even Zhou Yuan, who didn't have much appetite, found it difficult to stomach the food. It was a struggle for him to force it down every time.

Luckily, he had a small storage space in his variable string ring. Time didn't pass inside the ring, so before joining the army, he had prepared a large quantity of cigarettes, alcohol, and delicious food to cope with this kind of situation.

Of course, eating alone had to be done secretly. It wasn't that he was stingy, but unlike cigarettes, alcohol, and delicious food, it wasn't easy to explain or share them with others.

...

"Zhou, over here." When Zhou Yuan finished getting his food, Rico had already found a table. Paul and Allen were sitting beside him, making this table the "Hogwarts... oops, sorry, I got it wrong. It's the Virgo House table."

"Can you handle this, Mister Rich Kid?" Zhou Yuan sat down and teased.

"This is nothing," Rico shrugged, showing off, "I'm an athlete, and the nutrition meals I've had are much worse."

"It's normal that you don't know. After all, not everyone is qualified to join the school team and receive invitations from professional sports teams before graduation," said Paul.

"Oh, by the way, Zhou, what about your martial arts skills?" As soon as Ruike brought it up, Paul and Allen became interested and looked at Zhou Yuan together. They had known Zhou Yuan for four years, but they only knew that he had a rare telepathic ability and had no idea that Zhou Yuan was such a skilled fighter.

"Of course, I trained hard to develop them. When I just started high school, I joined the shooting club and the martial arts club, four years ahead of all of you," Zhou Yuan casually came up with an explanation, gesturing with his hand to indicate four.

"Boys, what are you talking about?" Suddenly, Zhou Yuan heard Diaz's voice behind him. Paul and Allen nodded, but Ruike turned his head and his previous smile disappeared.

"We were talking about this morning. If you had come five minutes earlier, you would have seen me sparring with Simmons," Zhou Yuan turned around and made a fist under his chin.

"Maggie told me about it. I didn't expect you to be so good," Diaz said.

"Buddy, seize the opportunity. The girls in our class are very interested in you, especially Maggie. She's ready to sneak into your bed tonight," Ruike added.

"Ruike, isn't that seat empty?" Diaz patted Zhou Yuan's shoulder and then walked over to Ruike.

"That seat belongs to Kevin," Ruike replied absentmindedly while eating, not even looking up, his tone indifferent.

Seeing this, Paul and Allen both looked away, not wanting to disturb the conversation between Diaz and Ruike. As for Zhou Yuan... his attention was now fully focused on what Diaz had just said.

Maggie is going to sneak into my bed tonight?

Zhou Yuan shivered. Maggie was a black girl who stood less than 1.7 meters tall but weighed close to 150 pounds. It was fine to chat with her occasionally, but going any further was out of the question! He would have to be extra careful when sleeping at night!

"Kevin?" The scene returned to Diaz and Ruike. Diaz turned his head and saw Kevin sitting at the next table. Ruike's excuse was really lame.

Taking a deep breath, Diaz asked in a low voice, "Ruike, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Ruike seemed a bit angry as he looked straight at Diaz. "I signed up for the military, and you insisted on signing up too. Now you've transferred to my class. Now you're asking me what's wrong?"

Ruike seemed a little upset, staring directly at Diaz as he spoke.

"Ruike..." Diaz took a deep breath, wanting to explain something, but the words couldn't come out. After all, Ruike was right. She might have brought pressure to Ruike, but some things would never happen unless you fought for them with all your might. If you want something, you have to go all out.

After a moment of silence, Diaz left with his tray, his face somewhat gloomy.

"Ruike, what is love?" Zhou Yuan shook his head as he looked at Ruike, asking.

Ruike paused for a moment, but nodded, "Yes, I can give up everything for Carmen, even if my own parents don't support me."

"The answer is there. She really likes you, or you could say she loves you," Zhou Yuan shrugged and spread his hands. "She gave up becoming a promising professional tennis player in the future to join the military with you."

"Do you think her parents will support her?" Zhou Yuan asked.

"Do you think being an infantryman has a brighter future than being a professional athlete?" Zhou Yuan continued.

"Do you think she will survive on the battlefield?" ...