The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The record Xia Jinyuan set at school was broken by Ye Jian. Ye Jian's excitement was completely different from the students' excitement. The reason why she felt good was because she was much closer to him.

Brills completed the 100-meter sprint, his face was dripping with sweat, his eyes were fixed on the figure that made him humiliated, and his fists were clenched until a "cluck" sounded.

When the instructor in charge of their class saw this, the color of their eyes was very cold and dark. Such students should not stay for a long time. They should complete the exchange and return to China in advance.

Cartwright gritted his teeth and whispered: "Damn, they are all laughing at us for losing to the Chinese students! Brills, we will leave this rotten place, but we can't leave without losing!"

"Now we've lost!"

Why does Brills need to remind him, he has already thought of it, but they have already lost!

Damn, they've already lost!

"We have to win before we can leave! We can't be a joke in the eyes of the Chinese students!" Cartwright said the plan he thought of, "...Delay returning to China until we win."

The assembly whistle sounded, giving Brills no chance to answer and consider.

This time, the two did not dare to do anything to show that they were special, and even put out a lot of arrogance in their bodies. In Xu Wen's words, they acted as tortoises with their heads shrinking.

"gather!"

The whistle sounded, and the eighteen students of the competition assembled to complete the formation. The students were quiet on the occasion. Although they did not speak, their expressions were all excited. Especially the students in Ye Jian's class were so excited that they could not calm down for a long time.

Xu Wen was so excited that her face was flushed red, and she squeezed her arm secretly, but she didn't scream.

She was so excited, so happy.

record breaking.

"Calm down, why did you break the record?" He Jing, who couldn't stand seeing her pinching, had to remind her, "Look at what you've pinched yourself? When did you fall in love with it? Self-harm?"

"Happy, happy, hehe, I'm really happy. When I go back from vacation, I can have a good chat at home that I have one of the most powerful comrades in arms."

"Think too much. After the summer vacation, you won't have a chance to go home."

...

With a word to wake up the dreamer, Xu Wen wrote down that she needs to decentralize the company this summer!

The final round of precision shooting competition is about to start, and 18 students need to count their equipment when they go to the competition field.

I don't know if it was intentional or not. Sedoa students originally stood in the middle of the line, but when they went to the stadium, they became the farthest side, and in the middle were replaced by Manfei students.

Practitioners from Man and Fei lined up in the middle, with Sedoa practitioners on the left and Chinese practitioners on the right.

The position was changed, and the gloomy Briers stared at Ye Jian, and a cold voice floated, "I know you are very happy now, don't think you have won us! There is one more game, just wait!"

Ye Jian glanced out of the corner of the eye, only to think it looked good.

"There is one more game. You won, but you still lose to us." Ye Jian replied lightly, not much nonsense, just one sentence.

Song Zhiqiu pursed his lips behind him, restraining himself from laughing.

Ye Jian's words are always gentle, and being gentle doesn't mean she has no offensive power. Thinking of showing off her prestige and arrogance in front of her, she really found the wrong person.

Briers, who was so angry that his chest hurt, became extremely short of breath, and his insulted self-esteem did not allow him to lose. He gritted his teeth and hit the gun again.

"You who have participated in the International Cadet Competition can beat us, and they, do you think you can beat us?"