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"Great! Cuju is my forte!" Ye Yan jumped up excitedly. Yelü Longxu, however, kept staring at Yu Zhou's hands, then glanced at Ye Yan.

"Great! Cuju (ancient Chinese football) is indeed a good competition. Much better than that stage play," Yelü Longxu said through gritted teeth. Yu Zhou could only offer an embarrassed smile. Could she blame her? Who told that that devilishly beautiful woman to rival Yang Guifei in looks?

“Yes! I don’t know who came up with this terrible idea, trying to fool us with a few steamed buns.” Hua Qianmo tacitly picked up on Yelü Longxu’s words.

"No! I thought it was pretty fun last time. Don't you think so, you idiot?" Ye Yan blurted out almost without thinking. The moment he finished speaking, everyone stared at Meng Tianfang.

Meng Tianfang had no choice but to look outside, whether he spoke or not. Just then, the door was kicked open. A woman in pink stood in the doorway, hands on her hips, shouting, "Why isn't this door sturdy?" Yu Zhou broke out in a cold sweat. The doors of Tianchi were all made of the strongest stone, and Bing Ning was kicking them with great enthusiasm. The doors of Chongru Academy were indeed made of wood, making them even easier to kick. Yu Zhou now understood why Bing Ning and Lan Tianxixiang were such good friends—it was all thanks to the friendship forged through kicking doors.

"All of you, get down!" Bing Ning said with a haughty air.

"Why?" Hua Qianmo was the first to speak.

"Xixiang, read the Dean's decree to these brats." Lan Tian Xixiang tossed her hair, took out a yellow paper cloth, and began to read: "From this day forward, Shui Bingning and Lan Tian Xixiang will be in charge of the Cuju (ancient Chinese football) instructors for both the Chongru Academy and the Shangwu Academy until the day of the competition. All students must obey the instructions of the two decrees; anyone who disobeys will be disqualified from the competition." Before Lan Tian Xixiang had even finished reading, someone had already vomited blood.

"I don't believe it. Why would the dean let you two young girls teach us?" Hua Qianmo couldn't believe it.

“You can go find my aunt, but I’m telling you, she’s out on business these past few days, and I’m in full charge of the academy now,” Lan Tianxixiang said provocatively, a barely perceptible smile in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

"Now you can lie down, right?" Bing Ning said with a smile, taking out a whip in her hand.

Everyone else lay down, except for Yu Zhou, who remained seated. "Why didn't you let Xiao Douding lie down? That's not fair," Hua Qianmo said indignantly, "just like a child."

“This instructor allows him to not lie down, do you have a problem with that?” Bing Ning said smugly. “And who told you to call me ‘little bean’? Go~ take a blanket and run twenty laps around the yard, saying ‘Yu Zhou, Yu Zhou, I’m sorry’ two hundred times before you can come back.”

"You—" Hua Qianmo was so angry that he couldn't say a word, and his handsome face turned purplish-blue.

"Do you have any complaints about me? Hurry up, I've already prepared a quilt for you," Bing Ning said, pointing to a quilt that had been soaked in water. Then, turning to the others, she said, "If there are any more violations, I don't need to say anything, right? Just take this quilt and run twenty laps. Hua Qianmo is a perfect example for all the academies~" Bing Ning grinned sinisterly. Yu Zhou suddenly felt that she resembled a witch.

"Everyone, did you hear that?" Bing Ning suddenly raised her voice.

"I heard you," came the replies in twos and threes.

"Haven't you all eaten? Speak louder!" Bing Ning's voice became very loud, like a demon: "I heard you!" Hua Qianmo held the soaked quilt and kept shouting, "Yu Zhou, Yu Zhou, I'm sorry!" How heartbreaking!

Doesn't this remind you of a scene from "Starry Dream"? Actually, I only thought the military training part was a bit better; the rest wasn't that great. There will be two chapters tomorrow.

[Disciplining a group of handsome men]

Under the bright sunshine, eleven handsome men stood in a row, while two girls, one in pink and one in blue, stood in front, gesturing wildly and making exaggerated gestures. The handsome men looked listless.

Yu Zhou sat comfortably in the pavilion, sipping fragrant tea. He looked at Bing Ning's instructor-like demeanor. She truly was the legendary one who wielded a trivial authority like a powerful weapon. But the most pitiful one seemed to be Hua Qianmo.

"Hua Qianmo, step forward!" Bing Ning pointed at Hua Qianmo with her whip.

"Why is it me again?" Hua Qianmo was furious; this was the third time he had been called.

"Am I the coach or are you? Enough with the nonsense. Go run three laps around the field," Bing Ning said fiercely. Hua Qianmo had no choice but to run with a droopy face. But before he had taken more than a few steps, Bing Ning's voice rose again: "Don't forget Little Tie Tie."

"What little irons?" Hua Qianmo looked at Bing Ning with a puzzled expression. But Bing Ning gestured for him to look at Lan Tianxixiang, who was holding a pair of iron balls and an iron ring.

"No way—" Hua Qianmo said, almost wailing.

"Nothing is impossible. You can choose whether I lead it or you lead it yourself," Bing Ning said with a smile. Hua Qianmo reluctantly put on the chain. Just as they were about to run, Bing Ning shouted, "Release the dogs!" A huge black dog burst out, still drooling. Lan Tianxi quickly stuffed a meat bun into Hua Qianmo's sleeve.

Without a second thought, Hua Qianmo ran as fast as she could, shouting, "Shui Bingning, you crazy woman! Lan Tianxixiang, you damned hag!"

"Fellow students, we can have some peace and quiet for a while. But you, you damned freak, come out here." Bing Ning said to Yelü Longxu, squinting her eyes. Yelü Longxu didn't move an inch, but everyone else was looking at him.

"Everyone, why are you looking at me like that? I'll get shy," Yelü Longxu said, feigning a timid, submissive demeanor. Bing Ning rolled her eyes and said, "You pervert, come out here. I don't need to look anymore, I'm talking about you. I'm already really annoyed with you." Bing Ning was heavily influenced by Yu Zhou; these were the words Yu Zhou had taught her.

"Instructor, what do you want with me? What is a transvestite?" Yelü Longxu swayed his slender waist and slowly walked forward, smiling seductively, his handsome eyebrows raised.

"The coach noticed your back isn't feeling well and wants to give you some exercise. Xixiang, go ahead..." Bingning said kindly. Lantian Xixiang took out an iron ring that was even larger than Hua Qianmo's, big enough to fit around her waist. One end of the ring had a large iron ball.

"Instructor, you wouldn't let someone as beautiful as me carry this thing, would you!" Yelü Longxu's face was now darker than a storm cloud.

"Actually, the coach didn't want to do this either, but your back... Honey, I've been lenient enough with you. As long as you can walk around the field once, you can go home and rest today." Bingning patted Yelü Longxu's shoulder.

Lan Tianxixiang immediately slipped the iron ring around Yelü Longxu's waist. Yu Zhou, sitting in the pavilion, was already laughing hysterically. He never expected that these usually privileged sons of heaven would end up like this.

"Xiao Han, come out here." Bing Ning thought for a long time before finally calling out his name.

Xiao Han finally understood the saying, "The most poisonous heart is a woman's." No wonder Yu Zhou was afraid of her. "Instructor, what are your instructions?" He spoke each word with utmost care, afraid of making any mistake.

"Xixiang, bring that iron ball over here." Lantian Xixiang has now become Bingning's little follower. He never expected that after Yingxue left, he'd have Xixiang now. They're both such lackeys. Yu Zhou thought dejectedly.

"Xiao Han, do you know what this is?" Bing Ning looked innocent, but Yu Zhou knew that the more innocent Bing Ning looked, the more terrifying she was.

"Iron Ball," Xiao Han said, swallowing hard.

"Everyone knows it's an iron ball, but do you know what it's used for?" Bing Ning asked later. Xiao Han shook his head blankly. Bing Ning then looked at everyone and asked, "Which student can answer this?"

Everyone shook it vigorously, like rattles.

"Then let this coach explain it to you. This is the legendary Cuju (ancient Chinese football)." Upon hearing this, the handsome men froze. Yu Zhou knew Bing Ning would pull this tactic. But she was being too ruthless, using an iron ball.

"Alright, now that you all know what this is, hurry up and practice. This instructor doesn't have time to waste with you guys." Bing Ning looked annoyed.

"This iron ball must weigh at least ten kilograms. To kick it would be terrifying," Ye Yan said incredulously, glancing at Yelü Longxu who was still standing still.

"Ye something... Oh, I remember now, Ye Yan. Since you think it's impossible, then just quit. I don't care. At least I can save some energy to play butterfly chasing with my husband." Bing Ning said nonchalantly, while Yu Zhou spat it out after taking a sip. Butterfly chasing?

[Sister Yu's Affection]

"My husband often says, 'When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their will, strains their muscles and bones, and starves their body.' Husband, am I reciting it correctly?" Bingning called out towards the pavilion.

Yu Zhou had just caught his breath when Bing Ning startled him so badly that he almost collapsed to the ground.