Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 441: 305, Article 10 Dragon Fish (Request for monthly tickets)

In the past few days, Li Ke felt like he was engaging in guerrilla warfare, changing assembly locations frequently just to avoid those students who wished to rejoin the morning exercise squad.

Indeed, on the evening of the sixth day, some students’ parents had already shown up at his doorstep with gifts in hand.

At that time, his father was still working overtime at the Privy Council, and it was he and his mother who entertained the guests.

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They didn’t care whether it was Qing Chen’s instructions or not; they didn’t dare to attack Qing Chen, so they targeted Li Ke, who was tasked with carrying out the orders.

In the school, most of the children had been screened out, and everyone had their servants look in every direction for half the morning, unable to find out where Li Ke and the others were gathering or running.

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After all the commotion, today Li Ke simply set the assembly point at the sniper field on the back mountain—who would have thought that a morning run would take place in such a location?

There were even those who waited at Li Ke’s front door at 5:30 in the morning, a tactic indeed advised by a wise person—since you’re engaging in guerrilla tactics, I’ll just block your front door, right? You have to leave the house eventually, right?

However, they found out that Li Ke hadn’t slept at the Peak View Courtyard at all that night, but had run straight to Li Yinuo’s Qing Shan Villa and slept next to Qing Yi.

This move had caught many people off guard; some speculated that it was the instruction of the teaching master.

By this time, other students had already sensed that something significant was going to happen to those who persisted in the running, and they couldn’t hide their jealousy anymore.

Even those who ran with him did not speak up for him.

Everyone just let the verbal attacks fly at Li Ke.

However, facing all the mockery and ridicule, Li Ke still attended class and listened to lectures with an emotionless expression as if he was not affected in the least.

In the afternoon during the first break, Li Ke returned from the restroom and sat down, only to be shocked to find his chair had been doused with water at some point, resulting in his pants getting soaked as he sat down.

It was winter now, and wet pants could not possibly dry with just body heat, and the cold sensation felt like a knife stabbing into Li Ke.

A chubby boy started laughing, “Li Ke wet his pants!”

Li Ke calmly glanced at him but still did not speak a word.

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Qing Chen seemed utterly unaware of this, lying on the lounge chair without moving an inch.

Li Ke quickly wiped away his tears and continued to make braised fish.

Today, Qing Chen had pushed the target of the sniper training to 2100 meters, leaving just the last 500 meters to be considered ‘graduated.’