Doris had a makeup bag filled to the brim with skincare products. Ms. Janice


    allowed her to keep only three items. With a pained expression, Doris chose her shampoo, face wash, and a bottle of serum. Marina''s suitcase contained arge teddy bear, a gift from her boyfriend that she couldn''t sleep without. Ms. Janice mercilessly tossed it aside. When she inspected Yvonne''s luggage, she found not a single non-essential item. She said nothing but gave Yvonne a long, appraising look.


    Finally, she came to Daisy. Her suitcase was packed with electronics, jewelry, evening gowns, designer bags, and an arsenal of cosmetics—as if she were attending a g, not a military boot camp.


    "Do you consider all of this essential for daily life?" Ms. Janice asked sternly.


    "Yes. I can''t live without them," Daisy replied, her tone matter-of-fact.


    Without another word, Ms. Janice began emptying Daisy''s suitcase, tossing all the non-essential items onto the floor.


    "You—!" Daisy''s face contorted in fury, but with several cameras pointed at her, she managed to restrain herself.


    After clearing everyone''s belongings, Ms. Janice addressed them again. “From the moment you entered this base, you are soldiers. You will conduct yourselves with discipline. Marina, Doris, twenty squats. Daisy, forty."


    Marina and Doris immediately began their squats. Under the instructor''s intimidating presence and the watchful eye of the cameras, even the popr star Doris didn''t dare to act out.


    Daisy, however, stood her ground, looking defiant. Her father was a powerful executive, and she was used to being pampered. She knew that since the show wasn''t live the production team would never dare to air any footage that portrayed her in a negative light.


    “Daisy, forty squats," Ms. Janice repeated, her voice turning colder. She wasn''t in the entertainment industry; she had no reason to indulge a spoiled celebrity.


    "That''s enough," Daisy snapped, her patience wearing thin. "Don''t get a big head just because you have a little authority. I''m a star, not one of you poor soldiers." Standing next to her, Yvonne silently mourned for Daisy. She knew all too well the methods drill instructors used in the academy and the military.


    Sure enough, in the next instant, Ms. Janice had Daisy on the ground, physically forcing her through all forty squats. Daisy went from


    cursing and resisting to being el


    drenched in sweat and copsing in a heap on the floor.


    "Remember, following orders is a soldier''s duty. Let this be a lesson to all of you, Ms. Janice said, then started her timer again You have ten minutes to organize your belongings and your personal hygiene. And most importantly, wash your faces. This is the army, not a photo shoot."


    Everyone sprang into action, tidying their beds and rushing to the washroom. Even Daisy scrambled to her feet. She was the type who only responded to force.


    Removing makeup is often a moment of truth for celebrities. Fortunately, besides Daisy, whose in face became even iner, Marina, Doris, and Yvonne all had natural good looks that held up.