The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Wu Yue, who took an unusual path, wrote a frightening love letter, but An Jiaxin didn't think anything was wrong, and didn't think about anything else at all.

There is only one day off for New Year's Day, and tomorrow An Jiaxin has to go to class. After sitting in Ye Jian's dormitory for a while, he chatted happily with Xu Wen and He Jing around Ye Jian for nearly two hours. The group of four girls went to the cafeteria for Chinese food. After walking around the school again in the afternoon, An Jiaxin left without any psychological burden.

Before leaving, An Jiaxin smiled and said to Ye Jian: "If you meet Wu Yue first than me, then you can tell him directly that I like him, and let him come to me by himself, there is no time limit, he will come when he is free. The school is looking for me."

Ye Jian, who couldn't leave the school, stood on his campus and said to his smiling friend, "I prefer that you express your feelings to him yourself, not through me."

"Of course, if I meet Wu Yue in advance, I will remind him appropriately so that he can understand your thoughts."

"OK, then it's agreed." An Jiaxin, who only stayed at UCAS for six hours, smiled and gave Ye Jian a high-five. When she came, she was lost, and when she left, she was full of sunshine.

After New Year's Day, the learning atmosphere and training of UCAS became more tense, and at the same time, the school's New Year's theatrical evening party also entered the intense preparations.

At this time, Ye Jian realized that she really didn't have any literary talent.

"Dancing? No!"

"Singing, haha, haha, sorry, I can't either."

"Playing the piano, hahaha, hahaha, that...I haven't learned it before!"

"Skip? Cross talk? Come, come, look at my face, I don't have that speciality on my face!"

Faced with the inquiries from the class cadre Liu Yang, who was in charge of the program collection, Ye Jian was a little nervous. The main thing was that she couldn't ask anything. The more she asked, the more she couldn't. point.

At this point, she didn't dare to see how ugly Liu Yang's face was.

"I really don't know, I don't know anything... I didn't learn it at all. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really found the wrong person." Ye Jian folded her hands together and sincerely apologized. There was really no way, she really couldn't.

She doesn't know anything about literary performances. It's not that she's humble, she really hasn't learned anything.

Liu Yang thought that Ye Jianye, a well-known classmate in his class, could come up with a popular show, but when he asked what was wrong, the whole person was stupid.

In the eyes of the classmates, Ye Jian is omnipotent, and there is nothing she can't do. However, this time she asked three questions and didn't understand anything. The class cadres felt it was rare.

Ye Jian herself is also very sad. In terms of literary performance, she really has no advantages. It is a cruel reality, and it is also a reality that she has never put in her heart.

"Impossible, why not? How did she sing the chorus at that time?"

Xu Wen was laughing next to her until her stomach cramped, but it was He Jing who tried her best to help her, so that she could stabilize her body.

They also knew that the "eldest sister" in their minds was seriously lacking in literature and art, but what made them want to laugh even more was Liu Yang's devastated and unlovable expression.

Ye Jian glanced at them with her eyes, and after swiping, she felt very funny, she pursed her lips and lowered her head to laugh.

Let's make some adjustments in life, and then there will be violent storms.

Good night, goblin.

It's the end of September, ask for a monthly pass. While studying at the Lu Xun Academy of Literature, I seized the time to update the codewords... I also worked hard, hahaha.