Raise Love

"No one spoke." Ryder nodded and laughed nonchalantly. "Well, it seems you're done chatting. Alright then."

He tilted his head, his eyelids drooping listlessly, and threw the megaphone back. Ryan Bennett fumbled to catch it in his arms.

"You do it."

Ryan Bennett: "..."

Ryder grabbed his hair, took two steps back, hooked the small folding stool behind Ryan Bennett with his foot, and sat down unhurriedly.

Ryan Bennett cursed Ryder countless times in his heart first, then cursed again, and then had to resign himself to raising the megaphone. He twitched his lips and said, "Today is the mobilization meeting. Let me just say a few words to you casually, about the military training."

The gazes of over a thousand people focused on him.

"Your teaching assistants should have told you in advance in yesterday's class meeting. This year, the military instructors won't enter the school. You're the first batch to be trained by seniors and seniors. But never think that just because they're seniors, you can disrespect them. You still have to call them instructors."

Having said this, Ryan Bennett paused first.

Then he raised his eyebrows and joked, "The credits you should get for the military training and the final awards are all in their hands. Military training credits can't be retaken. I'm sure you all know what the consequences will be if you offend them, right?"

"Got it!" The people below responded loudly with a laugh.

"As long as you know." Ryan Bennett glanced at someone sitting on the small folding stool playing with his phone.

The folding stool was too small. His long legs couldn't even bend, so he just spread them out carelessly.

He had no proper sitting posture at all, not a bit of formality.

Ryan Bennett twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed at him, and said, "Everyone knows this guy, right?"

The crowd below nodded.

Who in Harvard University didn't know Ryder? He was extremely famous.

Even though they had just arrived, it was no exception.

"He's in charge of the student union. We all have to listen to him." Ryan Bennett said, "During your military training, when the secretary and the counselor conduct surprise inspections, he's in charge of your daily military training assessment."

When the girls heard this, their eyes lit up.

Didn't this mean they could see him often?

Ryan Bennett: "Don't blame me for not warning you. Just looking at how handsome he is won't work. If you really make a mistake, he won't show the slightest mercy."

The gazes of thousands of people fell on Ryder.

As if he didn't hear, Ryder didn't even lift his head.

Aria couldn't help but lower her head and smile.

Indeed, although this person usually seemed unreliable, she knew that he had a standard line in his heart.

That line couldn't be crossed.

When it came to serious matters, he definitely wouldn't joke around.

Ryan Bennett said a few more things. For example, don't challenge the instructors, don't leave the playground casually during breaks, and if the instructors can't solve a problem, look for the president, and so on, and then wrapped up.

After talking for a long time, Ryan Bennett sighed wearily.

He kicked the person who was slacking off and playing with his phone. "Water."

"Here." Ryder glanced at him and threw a bottle of mineral water over.

The drizzle turned into light rain.

When it landed on the phone screen, it smeared when his finger touched it.

Ryan Bennett unscrewed the bottle and took a few sips. After moistening his throat, he picked up the megaphone again. "Now everyone stand up. Walk in two rows in order from left to right and go to the playground."

The huge team stood up with a rustle. The clear snapping sounds of picking up the folding stools were chaotic, and the sound of footsteps continued as the team climbed the steps and moved forward in an orderly manner.

Ryder was sitting on the edge, and the people walking by didn't affect him. He leaned back without moving a muscle.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. His finger pressing on the screen stopped, he lifted his eyelids, and casually looked back.

He quickly found the target.

The girl had her head down, her neck was slender and white.

The issued hat wasn't on her head but was held in her hand together with the water cup. Because of the training, her soft black hair was tied up with a phone cord, looking neat and tidy.

He couldn't see her expression clearly, but she gave off a very bright and energetic vibe.

A smile involuntarily flashed in Ryder's eyes.

As she passed by, Aria didn't look up. He raised his brow slightly, slowly stretched out his leg, and blocked her way.

"..."

Aria was startled by the suddenly appeared calf, and her slightly hurried steps suddenly stopped.

Fortunately, she was sitting at the back, and there was still some distance between her and the people in the next class.

She pursed her lips and turned her face.

When her almond - shaped eyes glared, they became very round, with a barely noticeable upward tilt at the end of the eyes, and the beauty mark under her eye came to life.

Her calm and indifferent expression faded.

She became extremely vivid.

Ryder hooked his lips into a mischievous smile, deliberately raised his eyebrows in response to her glare, and then seemed to remember something.

Suddenly, he asked.

"Little classmate, have you put the insoles on?"

... That soft.

These three words seemed to echo deliberately and drilled into her mind.

Aria: "..."

The girl's fair and pretty face slowly turned bright red.

Fortunately, his voice was low, and only the two of them could hear each other. Everyone else was in a hurry to catch up with the team in front. Aria was held back and, without accident, fell behind.

Ryder looked at her innocently. "I'm just concerned about you."

Aria: "..."

Who wants this kind of concern!

She quickly glanced at him, rubbed her hot face, and before she could say anything, rushed to catch up with her class team.

Behind her, a deep, pleasant, extremely faint chuckle.

It floated leisurely after her.

Aria's figure paused, and then she quickened her steps.

The playground of Harvard University was very large, but it wasn't built on flat ground. Instead, there was a large slope, about fifty or sixty meters long, stretching up. After turning a corner, there was a distance of about the same length to reach the destination. gòйЪ.ōΓg

Although this slope wasn't steep, it wasn't negligible either.

The leading students walked quickly, and the people following behind had to walk even faster. Coupled with the fact that the slope was difficult to climb, when they entered the playground and their speed slowed down, many students were already panting.

Aria was no exception.

She was even more out of breath than the average student.

She had already had a hard time chasing the team, and her physical fitness wasn't good. She was a failure at the 800 - meter run. After repeating two years of Senior, it was even worse. It was almost half - killing her.

Seeing that the team finally stopped, she stood beside Sydney, her face red and panting, and weakly put down her folding stool and water cup.

She took a deep breath, bent down, and panted in small breaths with her hands on her knees.

Sydney beside her was the complete opposite. Her breathing was steady. She leaned in as if she had seen something strange.

"Come on, sweetie. It's not that far." She gently patted Aria's back to help her calm her breathing, and teased, "You're still this tired after walking just a few steps. Won't two weeks of military training be a killer?"

Aria twitched the corner of her mouth bitterly.

It was embarrassing to say, but since junior high school, she had never passed the 800 - meter physical fitness test each semester.

So the first thing she did after being assigned to a new class each new semester was to get on good terms with the class's physical education representative to get some special treatment.

She hoped that she could get rid of the physical fitness test in college...

She exhaled a puff of hot air, stood up straight, and sighed. "What else can I do? Just take it one step at a time."

"Poor thing." Sydney smiled and patted her shoulder in sympathy.