The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The war reporters took many pictures of the Chinese students. According to the rules, they could not directly take the front view of the students from all over the world. Therefore, Ye Jian did not have a front view of the stack of photos in his hand, not even a very clear side view. He did all of them. Obfuscation.

"These photos are very memorable, especially this one..." The war reporter from the Manfei military pointed to the photo Ye Jianzheng was looking at, and smiled: "This photo is strikingly similar to a piece of history, I understand Through the history of your two countries, when the shutter was pressed, I thought you would love this photo."

She is a female reporter, about thirty years old. She speaks very calmly. Just listening to her words can tell that she is a very qualified female war reporter.

Ye Jian put away all the photos neatly and smiled politely, "I really like it, thank you, Joey."

"Oh, God, you actually know my name." Joey's eyes widened in surprise, showing an incredible expression, she was black, and her facial expression was exaggerated when her eyes were wide, and then she smiled happily again , "It's so exciting, didn't expect you to remember my name."

She was very happy, and habitually touched the camera hanging on her chest while speaking. Because Ye Jian knew her name, she even spoke with a lot of affection, "Oh, I almost forgot, I think you need this."

He took out a small brown-black vial from his pocket and pointed at Ye Jian's injured nails: "You should take care of it here, you can't just leave it alone."

The goodwill from the war correspondent made Ye Jian's mouth curl slightly. Her fingernails were the injuries she suffered when she got under the wheel to get the national flag back yesterday. After the military doctor took care of her, she did not feel relieved. This injury was nothing to her. .

Ye Jian, who took the iodine, smiled and thanked, and said, "It's much better. I think new nails will grow in a week at most."

The fingernails were opened. Considering today's game, the military doctor did not remove them, but bandaged them together with gauze. In today's competition, Ye Jian felt that the gauze affected the flexibility of his fingers, so he took the gauze, and let the war reporters see it.

Joey said very seriously: "Although this is a minor injury that you don't need to mention at all, but now that the game is over, you don't need to care about how the flexibility of your fingers will affect the game, I think you can go to the game again. Bandaging, this will prevent infection and will allow the wound to heal faster."

Although the finger did not bleed any more, the entire fingertip was black and blue, and it looked quite scary.

Joy, who was glad that the Chinese students remembered her name, also enthusiastically offered to take Ye Jian to find a military doctor. Ye Jian did not refuse, the game was over, and she was in a tense state for seven consecutive days. She wanted to take the opportunity now. Go for a walk and breathe.

The military doctor has its own independent tent, and Joey has a very good relationship with several military doctors. People have already greeted them before they go in.

When Ye Jian approached the tent, he saw Michiko Fujino, a student from the Japanese island country, and Michiko Matsumoto by his side. When the two saw Ye Jian coming in, their rigid expressions suddenly became a little colder.

Ye Jian, the Chinese student they least wanted to see!

Michiko Matsumoto stepped slightly to one side, blocking Fujino Maki very well, and bowed slightly to Ye Jianji firstly.

She took the initiative to say hello politely, and Ye Jian also smiled and bowed.