Commander Ford opened up a rug before placing the blanket on it, showing the crowd how to stack the blankets.
“After placing the blanket evenly, pick a spot one third away from the edge of the blanket and fold it three times. The corners of the blanket must be folded properly. After that, fold it this way, this way, and lastly, this way…”
Everyone watched in awe as Commander Ford folded the blanket into a neat square in the blink of an eye. They were all impressed when they saw that there was not even a single crease on the folded blanket.
Commander Ford asked, “Are you guys clear with it now? You may start folding it if you have remembered the steps.”
Commander Ford then walked around to inspect how the students were doing while scolding them at the same time. “What is this? A pile of crap?”
“Did you not eat anything earlier? Why are you trembling while folding a blanket?”
“You, come over here! I asked you to fold a blanket, but what are you doing? Such a crybaby. Stop crying!”
Finally, he came across a student whom he was rather pleased with. He then praised her in front of everyone. “Everyone, come over and have a look. This blanket that Sophia had folded has passed the test.”
Everyone turned to Sophia. The blanket in front of her was a standard square with its edges well-defined; even the blanket which Nathan had folded looked decent.
Sophia then replied bashfully, “Since I couldn’t catch up with the earlier training because my leg is injured, I can only work harder on the housekeeping training.”
After Michael got back home, the house was handled in a military style. She was not allowed to laze in bed and she had to finish her breakfast within ten minutes; even her blanket had to fold into a square, military-style. Thus, this was the result of Michael’s training.
She was a step closer to getting full marks in military training.
Feeling very pleased with her, Commander Ford showered her with praises. He had been the officer for a few terms now, but this was his first time seeing such a diligent and motivated student. Everyone then learned from Sophia, who did not hold anything back and taught everyone the techniques of folding the blanket.
Sophia’s status in the class had steadily risen.
After the housekeeping training, everyone returned to their barracks. They had ended a tough day of training, and it was finally time for them to rest.
The moment they returned to their dorms, the girls embraced each other and started bawling their eyes out. They wanted to withdraw from the military training, but they did not have the courage to do so. The thought of having to wake up at 7:30 the next morning to start training on time and to get their housekeeping checked devastated the girls.
This was only their first day, and they still had twenty-nine more days to go.
After washing her face, Sophia sympathized with the group of girls who were crying when she entered the barracks, even though one of them had probably placed a nail in her shoe before.
She advised everyone, “Stop crying, everyone. You have to think positively. The General is the eldest son of the Fletcher Family. He’s a rich bachelor. If one of you can get his attention, that’ll be amazing!”
Any woman from prominent families in Bayside City would want to marry into one of the Four Great Families, but even though they were famous in the city, the chances of them meeting a member of the Four Great Families were disproportionately small. Now that this opportunity of seeing Joel Fletcher daily had presented itself, it was something that many could only wish for.
Catching the attention of Joel was the only motivation that made the girls continue with their military training. If they could perform well and attract Joel’s attention, that would be great.
Sophia then added, “All our facial masks and makeup have been confiscated. If you guys continue crying, your eyes will be swollen tomorrow. Then, the General wont even lay his eyes on you guys.”
Her words seemed to be quite persuasive, for the barracks instantly turned quiet. Sophia then carried an iced watermelon over. “Go to sleep when you’ve finished eating.”
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