Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 841 Which girl still looks down on the Min family?

Min Yu cleared his voice, with a little emotion in his voice: "Uncle, you can get married and have children later, but I can't."

Min Ji'an's always unsmiling face shook, he turned his head, looked at his nephew, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Anyone?"

"The eight characters haven't been written yet." Zhuo Yun, who was next to him, couldn't hold back and muttered.

Min Yu didn't even look at Zhuo Yun.

Min Ji'an was surprised to hear this, "Is she a freshman this year?"

Min Yu hummed softly.

No wonder he came to be an instructor, Min Ji'an understood and asked, "What kind of girl is the other party? What is the family background?"

"She's very good." Min Yu was silent for a while, without saying anything else.

As soon as Min Ji'an heard it, he became interested. His nephew has always been very picky, and it must be very special if he can use the word "excellent" to describe it.

"What's her name?" Min Ji'an's eyes narrowed slightly, but he wanted to see how good the other party was.

"Aren't you very busy?" Min Yu glanced at Min Ji'an, not afraid of his seriousness, and his voice was as clear as usual.

Where can't he hear his nephew's meaning, Min Ji'an couldn't hold back the seriousness on his face, "No matter how busy I am, I have to spare time to see a nephew's wife?"

"The eight characters haven't been written yet." Min Yu replied with a faint smile.

When Zhuo Yun next to him heard it, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He quietly glanced at Min Ji'an, whose brows were wrinkled, and realized after realizing it, his words just now might have offended both of them invisibly.

"Damn, which girl doesn't look down on my Min family, that's because her eyes are wrong!" Min Ji'an said.

When the words fell, Zhuo Yun was about to cry, and now there are three people.

Miss Huo, I really didn't mean it.

Zhuo Yun felt that he had to explain, but just when he opened his mouth to speak, an instructor in charge of military training came over.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yun closed his mouth.

Min Ji'an saw his subordinates coming, but he didn't ask about his nephew again, and his face returned to solemnity and majesty again.

The instructor who came over was the one who taught Huo Yao and their department. With excitement on his face, he saluted Min Ji'an and said hurriedly, "When I was just training in target training, I found a very good one. seedling."

As soon as Min Ji'an heard this, he asked, "How do you say it?"

The instructor kept watching Huo Yao when she was practicing target shooting, watching all her movements and finally hitting the bull's-eye, without a single omission.

He described what he saw to Min Ji'an, "...This student is definitely practicing shooting for the first time, all her movements and postures are almost the same as when I teach other students, so I can see that she The ability to imitate is very strong.”

With this kind of target training, when ordinary people see Huo Yao's movements, they will only think that she is a skilled player and must have practiced it many times.

But for soldiers like them who train every day, every action can be said to have become a conditioned reflex, and it can be seen almost at a glance.

Although the girl looked like a familiar hand, the slight rustiness still couldn't escape his eyes.

Seedlings with shooting talent are not easy to find. Among the more than 2,000 freshmen, it is not bad to find one or two.

Therefore, he will be very excited to report.