Another week had passed in the blink of an eye.
With Su Xiaotian leading the way, everyone had made significant progress this week.
Lu Yang was so delighted he was practically floating.
He had initially thought his class was the worst, only to discover he had truly struck gold.
Apart from a few individuals, the rest of the class was incredibly capable.
He never expected to have such an outstanding class to lead, and he was determined to secure the "Excellent" title this time.
He boasted incessantly every day, telling his fellow comrades about his good fortune.
As a result, he was beaten under the covers by his comrades several times at night.
However, the man was incorrigible, persisting in his boasting.
Su Xiaotian was unaware of everything happening with the instructors, but she knew she had been reported again.
This time, the reason for the report was quite substantial: taking advantage of public property for personal gain.
The justification was that she used the silk factory's car to commute to and from school.
Upon hearing this news, Su Xiaotian was momentarily stunned.
In this era, many people used company cars, as long as they paid for the fuel.
Generally, no one would scrutinize one person too closely.
This information came from the Bureau of Commerce, reportedly a direct report to them.
How could the leaders at the Bureau of Commerce not know how important Su Xiaotian was to the silk factory?
Therefore, upon receiving such a report, they conducted only a cursory investigation. Knowing that the fuel had already been paid for, they set the matter aside.
However, some people who had been eagerly awaiting Su Xiaotian's downfall were deeply dissatisfied when they didn't get their wish.
With the military training nearing its end and no investigation into Su Xiaotian yet initiated, they grew increasingly impatient.
She had always assumed that Su Xiaotian had family working at the silk factory, which was why the factory's car picked her up.
She didn't realize that Su Xiaotian herself was a valuable contributor to the silk factory. If Su Xiaotian hadn't been so low-key, the factory director would have gladly let her use the car exclusively.
Meanwhile, the military training concluded, and Beijing University had one hundred spots for outstanding trainees to participate in the National Day military parade.
However, selecting these hundred individuals proved to be a challenge.
According to Lu Yang's wishes, everyone in his class, except for a few students, could participate.
But in reality, with so many classes in the entire university, an average of three students per class would be reasonable.
If Lu Yang's proposal were accepted, forty-nine people from his class would participate, while other classes wouldn't even average two students.
Naturally, this was met with opposition.
"What are you all opposing for? Take a look at the score sheets before you object," Lu Yang confidently slapped the score sheets onto the table.
"You can't just look at the scores. Besides, for things like organizing living quarters, your class is mostly girls, so naturally, they would do better!"
Someone reasonably raised an objection.
This statement, unspoken, was one thing, but once uttered, Lu Yang became instantly enraged.
"Organizing living quarters? Are the only training items we have organizing living quarters?"
This statement implied that his class had an advantage because it was mostly girls?
Didn't everyone know from the beginning that classes with more girls were at a disadvantage?
"Let me count them carefully for you. First item, standing at attention. In my class of fifty people, forty have made it into the top one hundred."
"Second item, turning while stationary. My class has thirty-nine students with scores in the top one hundred. I ask you, how many in your classes have done this well?"
"Third item, turning while marching. In the class I lead, forty-two people are in the top one hundred. Do you have that many? Even if Su Wu Rang's class has a few more, how many?"
"Executing dormitory regulations, I won't even mention this one. After all, you all think my class has an advantage because of the many girls."
"And executing discipline regulations, I won't mention that either. Although girls don't have an advantage, they certainly aren't at a disadvantage. And for behavioral training, I won't mention that either; boys and girls are the same!"
"Let me talk about the five-kilometer run now. Take a look at the score sheets yourselves. Aren't you ashamed? My class has a majority of girls, but how many achieved the top one hundred standard? Don't you boys feel ashamed when you see this?"
Lu Yang's mouth was like a machine gun at this point, chattering away.
As he spoke, he tilted his head back proudly, looking like he owned the world.
"You can't say it like that. Look, within these score sheets, your class has so many people, and I only have one. How am I supposed to explain this to my students?"
Someone raised an objection.
"What is there to explain? Did I tell them not to train properly? Did I tell them to be lazy? You only remember fairness now. Ask the students about the sweat they've shed, is that fair or not?"
Lu Yang was the most protective of his own. If his class had performed poorly, it would be one thing, but the problem now was that his class had performed exceptionally well, and it was impossible not to be protective.
Su Wu Rang looked at Lu Yang with envy. This brat was finally having his moment of glory.
This time, in the class led by Su Wu Rang, only a little over ten people, less than twenty, managed to rank in the top one hundred.
Lu Yang was truly outstanding.
"In any case, I just don't agree. I'm afraid I'll be cursed to death later!"
The other party, unable to argue with Lu Yang, resorted to being unreasonable.
Lu Yang was considered a bit of a fallen noble.
"You just don't agree because you say so? What were you doing before?" Lu Yang snorted, "Otherwise, shall we have a five-kilometer competition tomorrow?"
This was a clear provocation.
But the real provocation was yet to come.
"If the boys in your class can outrun the girls in my class, I'll listen to you. Tsk tsk, how dare you have a boys' time of twenty-four minutes? My girls are at eighteen minutes! Isn't that excellent?"
This barrage of words made everyone wish they could stand up and beat Lu Yang to a pulp.
But the fact remained that he was speaking the truth. No one knew what had gotten into the girls in that class; they were all incredibly strong.
Listening to the noisy arguments, Qiao Guangyuan was getting a terrible headache.
Back then, no one had expected such a significant difference in performance.
That's why the decision was made to form a formation with the top one hundred from the military training.
Who knew that now one class would take up nearly half the spots?
Qiao Guangyuan had also reviewed the scores. Apart from the exceptionally outstanding Su Xiaotian, everyone else in Lu Yang's class had performed very well.
If the evaluation were based on overall scores, other classes would surely have objections.
Even if the instructors said nothing, wouldn't the students have opinions?
He couldn't help but wonder if everyone around the little devil was a demon.
Although the Chinese Language and Literature class's performance wasn't as good as that of the military academy students, the gap wasn't large.
Was the power of role models truly that significant?