After Marking Commander O, I was Forced to a Flash Marriage

A week passed, and students from various military academies arrived at the Western Military Academy.

Many regions in the West are near the sea or rivers, leading local residents to rely on fishing for their livelihoods.

The Western Military Academy is situated in Skanda, downstream of the Sophis River, a picturesque water town.

Skanda is renowned for its glass craftsmanship and delectable fish dishes. The artisans here have nimble hands and excel in a variety of crafts. Some even say this talent contributes to the Western Military Academy’s prowess in bomb-making.

The city’s center is crisscrossed by the Sophis Grand Canal, and most households own a boat. Residents primarily use boats for transportation, so those living by the Sophis River seldom drive cars.

In this unique environment, one could argue that the students of the Western Military Academy have a distinct advantage in bomb-making and water combat. Mastery of water combat is fundamental for these students and is regarded as one of the core subjects every cadet must conquer. Their sense of direction and balance on the water is exceptional.

Before each match, reviewing footage from previous competitions is crucial.

The footage from the Southern Military Academy’s competition has been scrutinized repeatedly by various colleges.

Bai Yuxi is acutely aware of the details from this match. She brings it up now to analyze what transpired during Ren Qingqiu’s individual confrontation with the Western Military Academy students.

At the time, she was walking outside the city and couldn’t watch it live.

Bai Yuxi pressed the start button on her terminal. The footage, captured from a drone’s perspective, primarily focused on the students’ interactions, filmed in a rather rough manner, emphasizing mere capture of the action.

Bai Yuxi’s first thought was, “The image quality is subpar.”

Every move Ren Qingqiu made was decisive, yet the drone’s perspective lacked the clarity of an in-person view.

As she continued watching, she noticed Ren Qingqiu lean in and whisper something to Zhou Mengyou from the Western Military Academy before executing a flying cross-lock in an instant.

Bai Yuxi frowned immediately.

—Was it really necessary to whisper to that person?

She considered fast forwarding but forced herself to keep watching.

However, as she saw Ren Qingqiu subduing the Western Military Academy student, threatening him with a baton and a gun, Bai Yuxi inhaled sharply, biting her lip as she zoomed in on Ren Qingqiu’s face on her terminal.

Bai Yuxi rested her chin on her hand, silently observing Ren Qingqiu’s expression.

She couldn’t fathom why, despite getting so much sleep, Ren Qingqiu still looked so lethargic.

“What are you sneaking a look at?”

A teasing voice suddenly whispered in Bai Yuxi’s ear.

At the sound, her shoulders relaxed momentarily, causing her terminal to slip from her hand.

Ren Qingqiu caught it, smiling as she leaned in closer, glancing at her enlarged face on the screen, and couldn’t help but chuckle, “You really like it that much?”

—Gotcha, Bai Yuxi.

“…”

Bai Yuxi glared at Ren Qingqiu, feeling annoyed.