"Let's head home," Qin Nuan suggested, seeing that they were not getting any news and decisively opting to return. However, Luo Qianqian interrupted her with a sentence, "Seems like I still need to go to school?"
"You didn't bring your luggage, so you need to go back and get it," Qin Nuan remembered. Luo Qianqian had just completed registration, and in a few days, school would start, along with the brutally inhumane military training for freshmen.
"Right." Luo Qianqian slumped in her seat, not wanting to move at all, and turned her head to look at Luo Yanwu, "Third brother, how can I avoid military training?"
"If you don't want to suffer, just go to the military training obediently. The reasons you can skip military training are only a few: a broken leg, surgery... which one can you accept?" Luo Yanwu teased Luo Qianqian while driving, remembering how she used to yearn to tear apart her wheelchair.
