Chapter 47: The Good and the Bad

Chapter 47: The Good and the Bad

Upon hearing the word "intercepted," Yuqi Guan immediately burst into laughter and then nodded. "It really was her... intercepted it. Right now, she’s copying the confidentiality regulations in the dormitory."

The company commander couldn’t help but laugh aloud. "What a character."

"But to achieve that—even though it was an internal telegram in our system—that’s quite a display of professional skill," Yuqi Guan remarked.

"Indeed," she sighed thoughtfully. "I never thought she could actually settle down and focus on these things."

"And once she learned it, she ended up causing such a stir. I honestly don’t know how to scold her."

The commander glanced at the papers in his hand and chuckled. "Criticism is necessary, of course. After all... you can’t just do that kind of thing casually. But her professional ability is certainly commendable."

Hearing the commander’s words, Yuqi Guan felt a wave of relief.

She had wondered whether handing over Xu Qiao’s materials would negatively impact her.

Given her situation, another disciplinary action might have meant the end of her military career.

But after some thought, Xu Qiao was still a newcomer, unfamiliar with many regulations, and she hadn’t truly intercepted any top-secret telegrams. So it probably wouldn’t be a major issue.

Yuqi Guan spent the entire night drafting the training plan and delivered it to the commander.

Truly, as a squad leader, she was undoubtedly competent in her duties.

Yet Xiaoyu shook her head. "If you had only said you could do it before, I wouldn’t have thought much of it."

Xu Qiao was momentarily stunned but then understood what Xiaoyu meant.

Just after lights out, Xu Qiao, already lying down, heard Xiaoyu quietly come close. "Xu Qiao, how come you can write calligraphy? And write it so beautifully?"

Feeling a bit nervous, she brought it up here, and the result was quite favorable.

Looking at Xiaoyu, she said, "Even if I’m multitalented, there will be plenty of opportunities to showcase it later. It’s never too late."

So this training plan wasn’t just for them—it was something she herself needed to practice.

When Xiaoyu asked, Xu Qiao smiled lightly. "I’ve been learning since elementary school. Didn’t you ever attend special classes?"

Of course, Xu Qiao was unaware that what she had done had already altered the entire company’s training plan.

Xiaoyu shook her head. "That’s not what I meant. Nowadays, there are more college student soldiers, and the development of the military is actually quite good."

"This is just the view of a few. Think about it: most of the equipment we have now is high-tech."

Thus, without anyone’s knowledge, this provisional training plan was approved.

If you call it a good thing, then if everyone starts considering these skills, what difference remains between wearing the military uniform and any other profession?

After a moment of silence, Xu Qiao looked at Xiaoyu, who still seemed somewhat naive, and perhaps began to understand.

Yet she herself wasn’t so confident in her combat abilities.

"I did attend, but I haven’t seen any kid from special classes write such small, neat calligraphy," Xiaoyu said, still puzzled.

She nodded and quickly turned back to her squad.

"But now... judging by your standards, these skills are more than just a few stars on paper, right?"

Whether for long-term or short-term benefits, or even for future life prospects.

In peacetime, being a soldier is still a profession. When you don the uniform, you consider whether this career offers growth.

When Xu Qiao realized this, she briefly felt dazed.

Just as the commander said, she couldn’t afford to disappoint.

She didn’t know if this was good or bad.

Xu Qiao thought perhaps people in this era really didn’t write characters like this anymore.

"But missing the chance to join the military—that would be a true pity."

"Take no one else, even our communications company—whether radio or network communications—don’t they all require a solid cultural foundation?"

She sighed again, somewhat wistfully. "Looking at you, you really don’t seem cut out for the army."

Even learning calligraphy nowadays is more for show and has lost its practical value.

Not just Xu Qiao’s squad, but the entire company would need extra practice.

And she felt uneasy not reporting this matter.

She could only smile and say, "Maybe we learned different styles. After all, there are many who are better than me."

That night, before sleep, something felt off, though she couldn’t say what. Yet the day’s "victory" lifted her spirits, and she pushed that uneasy feeling aside.

Since entering the military, she had only participated in one exercise, so such thoughts were normal.

Perhaps in this era, the soldier’s mindset needed to be cultivated slowly. She was still just a recruit.

Xiaoyu nodded subconsciously, her face a mix of understanding and confusion.

"So, who do you think should become a soldier?" Hearing this perspective, Xu Qiao glanced over.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu didn’t press further but turned to ask, "Besides calligraphy, what else have you learned?"

When asked this, Xiaoyu instinctively wanted to say she had no prospects, but then thought of the many new college recruits. What could she say?

Seeing Xiaoyu’s hesitance, Xu Qiao guessed her thoughts and smiled, countering, "Do you think only those with no prospects come to the army?"

Peace is rare and precious. This era of peace is the result of countless generations’ efforts. Weren’t their sacrifices made so people today could enjoy this peace?

Xu Qiao thought for a moment. "Piano, saxophone, ballroom dancing... and my foreign languages are pretty good too."

Xiaoyu gasped softly. "How do you know so many things? Did you stick with all of them?"

"Kind of. I’ve studied each for several years." Xu Qiao was amused by her reaction. "What’s the big deal? Nowadays, many people are multitalented."

"If someone only graduated from high school or even middle school, do you think they could understand our work?"

It was peacetime now. Even those who enlisted no longer carried the mindset of certain death.

"But someone as multitalented as you can’t really showcase your strengths here, can you?"

The group still engrossed in the confidentiality regulations had no idea their lives were about to change.

Fortunately, they didn’t know Xu Qiao had originally been pushed into the military by her father.

And thanks to her recent good performance, everyone temporarily forgot her past mistakes, believing she truly loved the uniform and genuinely wanted to be a soldier.

Xu Qiao chuckled softly at the thought. "Better get some rest; we have morning drills tomorrow."

(End of chapter)