Ling Chengyan didn't care, letting the two girls mess around. After breakfast, she rushed off to the new recruits' platoon.
Even before she got there, she saw Ma Dajun and Zhang Wanxiang sitting at the edge of the flower pool outside, muttering questions to each other. It was unclear how long they'd been sitting, but their necks were hunched from the cold, hands clasped together, their feet constantly stomping for warmth… clearly the dormitory wasn't far away, but they made themselves look quite disheveled.
Ling Chengyan laughed as soon as she saw them, smiling at their predicament.
"You guys, haven't you memorized it all well? Why are you freezing here? Don't end up on the exam with coughing and sniffles, that'll really affect your performance." Ling Chengyan reprimanded them without hesitation, driving them back indoors, "Check if your pens work well, it's best to bring a spare one. If there's no fountain pen, a ballpoint will do… check if the ink has been filled…"
