How can training students be considered as showing off one’s power?

Military training.

A so-called method of “building physical strength and mental fortitude,” but in reality, it’s just a pile of dogsh*t designed to burden students before school starts—tormenting their bodies and minds, forcing them to dehydrate under the scorching sun just to add a little humidity to the air and increase their suffering.

But what if you were the one in charge of that military training?

Wang Ning paced with a folded training rod in hand, inspecting the students doing planks, her mind drifting a little.

For the first time, she understood the joy her old principal must’ve felt while standing under a parasol watching the students rehearse in the heat.

So satisfying! Too satisfying!

Turns out it’s incredibly fun when you’re not the one being trained!

The corners of Wang Ning’s lips curled up uncontrollably.

She spotted a girl trying to slack off, so she immediately schooled her face into a serious expression and walked over.

Among the trainees, Suzanna was feeling dizzy.

Sweat rolled from her cheeks and splashed onto the ground.

She gritted her teeth stubbornly, trying to hold on, but the time stretched endlessly, and her body slowly started to sink.

Just as she relaxed a little, a shadow fell across her vision.

She looked up slightly—only to see a familiar face.

Today, Wang Ning had tied her hair up into a bun, with little braids of white hair falling on either side of her cheeks.

She was looking down at Suzanna with a focused expression on her delicate face, which made Suzanna dazed for a moment.

“Lift your core a bit more,” Wang Ning crouched beside her and tapped her waist with the folded rod.

“That’s the correct form for a proper plank.”

Suzanna instinctively raised her hips and tightened her core.

The voice in her ear was like a sea salt lemon milk candy—refreshing and sweet—instantly clearing her mind.

“Very good.”

Wang Ning gave her a small word of praise.

She then noticed the girl’s ears turning bright red.

That blush quickly spread across her cheeks and even down to her neck.

Huh?

Wang Ning looked up at the sun.

The sunlight wasn’t even that strong today.

Compared to the past few days, it was actually quite cool.

Meanwhile, the girls nearby were internally screaming.

Aaaaah! The angel instructor is way too cute!

She even uses the training rod to correct posture so calmly, and she praises us when we do well!

Instructor Wang Ning, scold me too!

Wang Ning straightened up to walk away.

But then, she saw the girl next to Suzanna relaxing her form as well—her hips were practically touching the ground.

Wang Ning had no choice but to go over and patiently fix her posture.

But just as she finished adjusting that student, she noticed another one with the exact same issue.

And then another.

And another.

The poor posture was spreading like wildfire.

Wang Ning: ?

Wait a minute, what’s going on?

They usually do just fine. Why are they all making mistakes now?

It wasn’t until she had corrected nearly seven students that she began to realize something.

Were they… playing with her?

Wang Ning took a deep breath and stood up straight.

She scanned the group sternly and called out:

“Everyone, stand up!”

Class A reacted immediately and sprang to their feet, eyes sparkling as they stared at her.

“Everyone—run three laps with weights,” she said expressionlessly.

“And add an extra ten pounds.”

“Start.”

Hmph.

Today, she was going to establish her authority as an instructor!

Getting a taste of this power trip, Wang Ning felt incomparably satisfied.

She made up her mind—not everyone had to like her.

She was here to command!

She thought someone might complain.

But all the girls of Class A obediently strapped on their gravity rings and started running.

Wang Ning: …

It felt like punching a cloud.

All her satisfaction fizzled out, replaced by an odd sense of frustration.

Meanwhile, the girls doing laps around the track were thrilled.

They excitedly whispered about how it felt to be “disciplined” by Wang Ning.

“She’s so cute, so cute! I want Instructor Wang Ning to scold me more with that rod! Would she flick it at me if she got mad…”

“You pervert. I just want to lick her fingers… so soft and pale, ehehe…”

“Enough already! Stop fantasizing about the angel!!” one girl shouted, elbowing them hard.

“Suzanna!!”

Things began spiraling out of control.

When Wang Ning returned, she saw several girls with their clothes disheveled and suspicious bruises on their faces and hands.

Standing silently beside Wang Ning the whole time was the former instructor—now her assistant.

She watched Wang Ning take command of Class A with ease.

These arrogant, genius girls were now all obediently following her every word.

Hmm.

As expected, Officer Xiao had been right.

This wild pack of wolf cubs would never submit to a new leader.

But they showed an oddly natural obedience to Wang Ning.

Letting her lead their training really was the perfect solution.