The classmates in the class had almost all arrived, chatting and laughing in small groups.
When Qin Tian and Xia Nuannuan approached everyone, Qin Tian called out loudly, "Everyone, stop for a moment."
All eyes immediately focused on the two of them.
Xia Nuannuan's pretty face flushed slightly, still a little embarrassed.
"Let's form up. Girls in the front, boys in the back. From my left hand to my right hand, arrange yourselves by height, from shortest to tallest."
Qin Tian raised his left and then his right arm, giving instructions to the classmates for lining up.
The classmates in the class began to line up slowly at his words.
Overall, they followed his instructions, such as the girls occupying the front two rows and the boys the back two rows.
However, regarding the height order, they didn't quite follow the instructions, with friends tending to stand together.
Xia Nuannuan also went to line up, standing in the second position from the right in the first row of girls.
She was nearly 1.8 meters tall now, which was quite tall for a girl.
Qin Tian knew, of course, that such a casual remark wouldn't result in a perfectly organized line; he would have to step forward and rearrange them one by one.
Most of the students, even if a little reluctant, cooperated with his instructions to switch positions.
Perhaps it was his good looks that did the trick; the girls were very cooperative.
But when it came to the boys in the third row, a troublemaker emerged.
This was a shorter boy who should have been standing on the left side. Instead, he planted himself between two taller boys on the right.
When Qin Tian asked him to move to the left, next to Cao Mingliang, the boy became displeased.
"I'm not going. I want to stand here. This is a mobilization meeting, not training yet. It's enough that I'm in line."
The boy frowned and glared at Qin Tian, refusing him with an unhappy expression.
Perhaps to assert his presence, his tone was quite defiant.
Qin Tian recognized this guy; he seemed to be called Feng Jun, from Dorm 210. He had borrowed a mop from their dorm yesterday and still hadn't returned it.
Seeing this, the other classmates watched the two of them with various expressions.
Many had a hint of amusement in their eyes, wanting to see how Qin Tian would handle it.
"After the mobilization meeting, the instructor will arrive. If I help organize the ranks in advance, it will leave a good impression on the instructor, which will be beneficial for everyone's subsequent training. Don't you agree?"
Qin Tian spoke calmly, with a smile, "Brother, please cooperate. Thank you!"
Everyone present was slightly surprised to hear this.
Facing such blatant defiance, they clearly hadn't expected Qin Tian to be so patient and try to reason with him.
However, Qin Tian's words were logical and well-supported, and his polite demeanor made most people unconsciously side with him.
Feng Jun's frown deepened. After a moment of silence, he still refused to cooperate.
"I'm not going. I'll do whatever the instructor says when he gets here. My roommates are here, and I want to stand here now."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding classmates immediately became annoyed.
Everyone else was cooperating and lining up properly, yet he wanted to be special?
Qin Tian wasn't wrong. When the instructor arrived and found their ranks neat, perhaps the training would be a bit easier, and they'd get more rest time.
Was he going to ruin this possibility that benefited everyone just for himself?
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt to cooperate?"
"Exactly, Qin Tian is the person designated by the counselor!"
"Feng Jun, what are you acting like? Hurry up and stand over there, don't waste everyone's time."
"Your height isn't enough, just stand where you're supposed to, okay?"
"..."
The classmates who couldn't stand it started scolding him one after another.
Feng Jun's face turned red, but he remained standing stubbornly.
He was starting to regret it now, but it was too late to back down.
If he backed down now, he'd be even more embarrassed.
"I'm saying this one last time, move over!"
Qin Tian's expression also turned serious, and he commanded with undeniable authority.
Feng Jun froze for a moment, then roared in a mixture of shame and anger, "Who do you think you are? What if I don't move?"
"You're asking for it, aren't you?"
Qin Tian questioned him with a cold expression.
Feng Jun didn't reply, just stared at him with his head held high, giving off the attitude of "I'm asking for it, what can you do to me?"
On his left and right, his two roommates hesitated, wanting to persuade him, but it was clearly too late.
Qin Tian, no longer wanting to waste words, acted directly under the surprised gazes of everyone.
Of course, he didn't resort to hitting, but directly grabbed Feng Jun's arm.
"What are you doing?"
Feng Jun yelled in rage.
This time, Qin Tian ignored him and forcibly pulled him towards the spot where he was supposed to stand.
Students in front and behind them parted to the sides, making way.
"Damn it, let go of me!"
Feng Jun roared in indignant shame. His right hand, not being held by Qin Tian, clenched into a fist and unceremoniously struck towards Qin Tian's face.
"Careful!"
Someone cried out in alarm.
Qin Tian lightly raised his left hand, intercepted the attacking fist, and so, holding both of his hands, ignored his struggles and dragged him like a piglet to Cao Mingliang's side.
The surrounding classmates were stunned into silence.
Many students from other class formations also cast astonished glances.
Cao Mingliang and another boy widened their eyes and nervously made space.
"Stand up straight!"
Qin Tian suddenly released his grip!
Feng Jun, losing his footing, collapsed onto the ground with a thud, his eyes vacant, his spirit crushed.
"The rest of you, look at where you're supposed to stand. Don't make me say it one by one."
Qin Tian said to the other boys expressionlessly.
The effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys was very evident. No one dared to cause trouble now. The boys consciously gauged their heights and moved to their correct positions.
"Qin Tian..."
Suddenly, a furious shout rang out.
Feng Jun, having gotten up from the ground, was blinded by rage and shame, and made a move to attack regardless of the consequences.
In a flash of lightning, Qin Tian's right hand clamped onto his neck, cutting off his remaining curses.
With a slight exertion of his arm, Feng Jun's relatively shorter body was lifted clear off the ground, his face rapidly turning red.
"You brought this upon yourself. Afterwards, you can take revenge on me however you want, but don't disgrace our class anymore, understand?"
Qin Tian's gaze was sharp as a blade as he said coldly.
Feng Jun grabbed his wrist, his face still somewhat purple, unable to speak. He only stared at Qin Tian with hateful eyes.
"Take care of yourself!"
Qin Tian didn't waste any more words and gently pushed him away with his right arm, releasing him.
Feng Jun stumbled back two steps, coughing violently while clutching his neck.
The surrounding classmates looked at him with pity.
A few boys, who were envious and jealous and held a grudge against Qin Tian, secretly rejoiced that they hadn't been the one to step up.
This top scorer in the college entrance exam, it seemed, wasn't just a bookworm as they had imagined.