Under the blazing sun, sweat trickled down her cheeks. Bi Xia stood there, pale-faced, maintaining her military stance without moving. She stared straight ahead, her face expressionless, as officers and instructors walked past her.
"Bi Xia!"
"Present!" Bi Xia straightened her chest and responded loudly.
The instructor stood in front of Bi Xia, looking at her as she stood punished under the sun, and finally said helplessly, "Why can't you control your temper? How can you resort to violence and hit people?"
Bi Xia glanced at the instructor, her expression indifferent, and said, "They all deserved it."
"Bi Xia!" the instructor roared.
"Present!" Bi Xia responded just as loudly, not giving in.
The instructor was furious at Bi Xia's defiance, "You little rascal, do you remember how many times you've been punished?!"
Her starry eyes half-closed, numbers quickly spinning in her mind, an exact number appeared, "Report, instructor, 25 times!"
