When A Werewolf Loves A Vampire

1. New beginning

I just signed up and felt very depressed while walking on the street. I thought that as long as I went to high school, everything would be fine, but I forgot one very important thing to do before entering high school - military training.

My upstairs brother once told me a famous saying: military training is something you regret studying in high school.

When I was young, my physical fitness was not very good, but it wasn't too bad either. But ever since I ate wolfhead grass, my physique has significantly weakened. I really don't understand why werewolves have such strong physiques, while it's hard for me to even pass physical education? Later, I found a good explanation, because they are humans who were turned into wolves, and I am a wolf who was turned into a human. Of course, at that time I hadn't fully transformed into a werewolf yet.

I went home to pack my bags and the next day, accompanied by my parents, we arrived at school together.

It seems that it's always bad things come in succession when it's my turn, and military training has been tough enough. However, at this time, the school dormitories are not enough. In an emergency situation, some people have to live in the teaching building, and I am one of the unlucky ones.

At home, I strongly opposed my parents accompanying me because I was already in high school. If something needed my parents to accompany me, it would be very embarrassing in front of my classmates.

But when we arrived at our dormitory, my depressed mood immediately relaxed. Out of the five people in our dormitory, two pairs of them had their parents with them, and one even had his grandparents come along. It didn't look like they were here for military training, but rather for joining the army.

Since we were staying in the classroom, there was no bed for us to sleep on. However, the school leaders found a way to make do with several tables pushed together to form a makeshift 'bed'. But the tables were not level and lying on those uneven surfaces was not comfortable, let alone sleeping. Even so, the school leaders still insisted that this was to cultivate our spirit of hard work and perseverance. It was then that I truly understood the meaning of 'talking without bending over' and why we students needed to cultivate a spirit of hard work and perseverance, while the school leaders themselves were cultivating their round bellies at home. Nowadays, many school leaders are fat and well-fed. It really fits the saying: 'Ten robbers are not as useful as a pharmacist; three pharmacists are not as useful as a school principal.'

After parents made the bed for us, they all left.

"Hello, my name is Matt." A student standing by the window introduced himself. Matt, isn't that the one who sang "My Chinese Heart"? How did he also come to school? I looked at him, and the previous feeling of joking disappeared completely. I used to be confident in my height of 1.83 meters, but in front of this person, I felt ashamed. It seemed like he was at least 1.9 meters tall.

I saw his hand hanging in the air and I took it, saying, 'Hello, my name is Leo.'

"Who made the bed in here?" A loud and rude adult suddenly barged into our dormitory and shouted at us. No one responded to him, as we were all busy with our own things.

"Who allowed you to sleep on the table like this?" That guy asked again.

"A student who looks very much like a rabbit answered, 'The principal.'"

"Don't use the principal to oppress me. Did the principal let you arrange the tables like this?"

"Then how should we arrange them?" The classmate who looks like a rabbit asked back.

"Put all the tables against the wall and together."

"Isn't that a flat bed?" said a dark-skinned, slightly dialectal classmate.

"What's wrong with sleeping in a flat bed? When the Red Army was on the Long March, it would be good to have a flat bed to sleep in. You guys are still picky here. What does it look like..." After that, he continued a long speech, but we all It's because the left ear is listening to the right ear, and it's not heard at all. Only after hearing his final words, "Hurry up!" did we move our 'bed'.

"Look at this, how good does it look? It's so much more beautiful than what you just did." That guy said after we finished moving.

"Although I don't know much about art, I can't find any beauty in the bedspread in front of me. I murmured softly, "If we want to appreciate beauty, we should have gone to a art college. Why are we still here?"

But I didn't expect that guy to be so sensitive to my voice. Even with such a small voice, he could hear me and asked, 'Who said that just now?' Looking at his posture, it seemed like he was going to kill the person who spoke if he caught him.

Matt said, 'Is there anyone talking over there? Maybe you heard it wrong.'

The classmate who looks like a rabbit also echoed, 'Yeah, there was no one talking just now.'

I suddenly remembered a legend about this school, saying, 'I heard that this was once a burial ground, and it was only after it was flattened that the school was built. Were you just hearing some unclean things?'

"What are you talking about!" The guy's face changed and said, "You young people are so superstitious, what will happen in the future?"

If this had been said ten years ago, I might have decided it was reasonable. But now... what would he think if he knew that a werewolf or an aspiring werewolf stood before him?

Matt said, "There's no way to be certain about the paranormal, but it's better to believe it exists than not. I've also heard that this school used to be a cemetery before it was converted into a school after the liberation."

"Yes, I've heard that before," the classmate who looked like a rabbit chimed in.

Don't talk nonsense about this, or you'll be punished!" The man said a few words and quickly left. It seems that he was scared by our words. However, although the matter was solved, I have a question in my heart. If the werewolf in the legend really exists, then are there other monsters in the legend that really exist in this world?

"That annoying guy is finally gone!" Said the person who looked like a rabbit.

I just woke up and said, 'Thank you so much for that.'

"It's okay," said the rabbit-like person. "We are all classmates, how can we not help each other? Only by becoming a revolutionary united front can we defeat our teachers."

"Don't be so scary. Let's introduce ourself, my name is Leo. What are your names?"

"The person with dark skin said, 'My name is Timmy.'"

Behind us, a voice says, 'My name is Harry.'

I turned around and realized that there was actually a fifth person present. He had been silent since the beginning, which is no wonder I had overlooked him. Looking at his innocent and lovable appearance, it reminded me of national treasure giant pandas.

Matt said, 'My name is Matt, the same as the singer who sang "My Chinese Heart".'

"What's your name?" I asked the rabbit-like person.

That guy's face showed an embarrassed expression.

"Sh*t," Matt said. "We've all introduced ourselves. What's your name? Can't you be more straightforward? Be a ma*n, will you?"

"I'm Jock."

"So, your name is Joke," Timmy said.

"No," said the rabbit-like person. "My name doesn't have that name. It's J-O-C-K."

"Joke (Jock). I almost laughed when I heard his name. How cheesy is it to still have that kind of name in this day and age?"

"I know you'll laugh," Jock said. "But it doesn't matter. I've been numb to laughter for so many years. It doesn't bother me if you laugh."

Matt said, 'It's rare to see someone with such a broad mind. I won't be polite then.' After that, he burst into laughter. Since someone took the lead, we didn't need to pretend anymore. Apart from Jock, no one in the dormitory laughed for less than half a minute. The most exaggerated was Matt, who laughed first among us but lasted the longest to stop. He probably laughed for five or six minutes.

After laughing, the five of us started talking about our old schools. Half an hour later, a whistle sounded in the hallway.

"It looks like they're gathering," said Harry.

We walked out of the dormitory and saw a person in military uniform standing in the corridor blowing a whistle. When we saw him, he said: "You all go down to the bottom and gather quickly!"

We all looked at each other, then quickly ran downstairs.

When we got downstairs, we heard a person with two stars and one stripe holding a horn-shaped speaker saying, 'Don't panic! The people from Building One should stand at the leftmost side, and the rest should line up in order of their dormitory.'

Jock patted me on the shoulder and asked, 'Dude, where are we standing?'

I hesitated for a moment and shrugged my shoulders, saying, "This is such a serious question, you might want to ask someone else."

"What are you doing! Why don't you line up quickly!" The 'megaphone' shout at us, more than 30 students who live in the teaching building.

Matt replied calmly, 'Sir, we're staying in the teaching building. I'm not sure if our dormitory number is before or after number one.'

The speaker was at a loss for words and after thinking for a moment, said, "Everyone, stand aside for now, and I'll assign you positions later."

The speaker said: "You are all high school students now. I don't want to say anything unnecessary. I just want to tell you that you are currently participating in military training, not going to school or playing. In the next week, I will let you know what true soldiers are like. Finally, I want to say that no matter how powerful your parents are outside, it won't work here. Don't try to use connections or sneak in to avoid training!"

"That sounds nice." Jock shook his head and said.

Subsequently, the megaphone divided our group of students into six teams, each with 100 people. There were two hundred-person male teams and four hundred-person female teams. No wonder in recent years there has been a trend of Yin defeating Yang, as the number of females outnumbers us. Decline seems inevitable.

However, it doesn't matter who wins or loses. But why did the instructor think it was appropriate to assign me and Matt to the female team just for the sake of team aesthetics?

I walked up to the 'megaphone' with a lot of resentment and said, 'Sir, I am a male and I would like to be trained in the male team!'

"What do you want?" The megaphone said, "Don't forget that you are currently in military training! The orders of a soldier are to obey, obey, and obey again!"

"But..." I had just said one word when the megaphone interrupted me, saying: "As a soldier, you have no self! We must resolutely obey orders from our superiors! Even if our superiors ask us to die, we cannot hesitate for even a moment!"

I softly said, 'Sir, if your superiors ask you to do something that betrays your country and people, will you obey?'

Matt saw me about to argue with the instructor and quickly pulled me aside, saying: 'Leo, it's actually not bad to train in the female team. Let's just obey the orders.'

I looked at the megaphone, which seemed like it was about to eat me, and with Matt giving me a way out, of course I decided to take it easy and said, "Sir, I will obey your orders." With that, I stood in the line of girls.

After dealing with my business, the megaphone shouted: 'Gather here at 5 o'clock in the morning tomorrow. I don't want to see anyone being late! Okay, now dismiss!'

I went back to my dorm room and plopped down on the bed. Jock saw me and asked, 'What happened? Did you break up with someone?'

"I think he's living in bliss without knowing it," Matt said.

"How am I living in bliss without knowing it?"

Matt said, "It's the dream of many boys to train with girls. You just argued with the instructor over this issue. I really don't understand if you're normal or not."

"What's good about training with girls?" I asked.

Matt said with a dour expression, "Firstly, the drill sergeants are all male, and they are not monks. Therefore, their training intensity will definitely be lighter than that of male students. Secondly, our training results in the male team may be average, but if we were in the female team, our performance would be different. We could not only perform well in front of girls, but also possibly be awarded as outstanding students by the end of the military training. Lastly, and most importantly, most female students nowadays are delicate young ladies, some of whom are as weak as Lin Xiangsheng. Moreover, after years of investigation, I found that the more beautiful the female students are, the weaker their physical conditions are. Of course, this has something to do with our attitude towards these delicate young ladies."

"What does their physical condition have to do with us?" I asked.

"Are you really not open to love, or are you just pretending to be pure?" Matt said, "I mean, there will definitely be girls who faint from heat stroke during military training. Then we can take advantage of the situation by rushing to them and holding them when they faint. Isn't that a chance to enjoy ourselves? And maybe some girls will be moved by our spirit and eventually return our kindness. How wonderful!"

After listening to Matt's lofty discourse, I can't help but admire his 'far-reaching vision.' He said, 'You figure it out for yourself, but please don't involve me.' It's not that I'm pure, but there are indeed some boys who are not attracted to girls at the beginning of love. However, it is precisely because of this that I have not touched the hands of any other girl except Luna since I was a child.

Jock said, "Matt, I can't believe how ambitious you are at such a young age. Really impressed. However, I noticed that there aren't many girls who are physically attractive in our class. You shouldn't be too greedy and try to take advantage of too many people."

Afterwards, the two of them sat down together and started having an astonishing conversation. It was hard to tell from their appearance that they were experienced in the world of love. The two of them seemed to have known each other for a long time and quickly began to address each other as brothers.

After spending the afternoon like this, it was dusk when the corridor sounded the whistle once again, 'All go to the cafeteria for assembly.'

Finally, it's time for dinner," Jock said. "I wonder what the food in the cafeteria is like."

Harry said, 'Do you think the food in the cafeteria can be delicious? I just hope that the sand content in the rice will not exceed 30%.'

"Have you eaten here before?" Jock asked Harry fearfully after hearing what he said.

Harry smiled and said, "I was kidding. How about we go to the cafeteria and see for ourselves?"

"The five of us went to the cafeteria together, expecting to eat together and strengthen our friendship.

However, at noon, a 'megaphone ' forced us to line up according to the military training schedule to get food. We had no choice but to follow the girls and queue up for food."

However, it was said to be 'grabbing food', but in fact, it was just going to get the steamed bread. The dishes had already been placed on the table. Ten people were gathered around a table, although there were ten plates of dishes on each table, each plate was only 10 centimeters in diameter. It was hard for those boys, if they were slow, they might not even be able to drink the soup. In comparison, my situation with Matt was much better. There were two male students and eight female students dining together. The total amount of food consumed by the eight female students was not enough for the three male students, so strictly speaking, the five of us were eating together at that table. I finally understood the benefits of military training with girls.