The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Ye Jian pursed the corners of her mouth slightly, lifted her chin slightly, and suppressed the sourness that suddenly gushed out of her eyes. The voice that was as light as a feather suddenly came out, making Meng Meng's heart tremble for no reason.

Why did their instructors show grief because of "House of Flying Daggers"?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Meng Meng did not dare to speak, and even his expression became solemn.

Pushing the door and entering, Qu'er of "Ambush from All Sides" rushed towards his face. The soldier who died in the battle widened his discolored eyes and left the world with nostalgia. The living soldier raised his spear and roared loudly, charging again. They fought for the country, fought for their homeland, and fought to protect the peace of the country.

Soldiers of old were like this, and soldiers of today are like that.

"House of Flying Daggers" was originally performed for the pipa. After the rehearsal of the four performance students, the pipa was still the main venue, supplemented by the guzheng, the changxiao and the erhu.

"The students in your class are too difficult to deal with. You have to let me tell them what kind of performances you will perform. For three years, I have only seen your performance once. One time is enough, shocking enough, and unforgettable enough."

"If it is not convenient for you to dance again, we can cancel it directly."

Song Zhiqiu, who was worried in his eyes, looked at Ye Jian quietly, and couldn't help but lower his voice.

Just now, Meng Meng said that she heard "House of Flying Daggers", and a sudden sadness flashed across her face, causing his heart to sink suddenly.

Could this song "House of Flying Daggers" have another meaning to Ye Jian?

After a long time, Ye Jian sighed softly, "The reason why I didn't refuse Xu Wen to dance on stage last time is to dance for a sacrificed comrade-in-arms."

Song Zhiqiu's heart was shocked, and his eyes were full of shock, dancing for a sacrificed comrade-in-arms?

who?

Why doesn't he know?

No, how could he possibly know.

There are many secrets in Ye Jian that they can't see through, let alone know. From taking a few days off every year, losing contact with the whole class during winter and summer vacations... It can be seen that Ye Jian has other arrangements.

A fallen comrade in arms... Ye Jian, what did you do when you disappeared?

"I'm sorry, I should have asked you." When he spoke again, Song Zhiqiu's voice was so dry that he knew that he had made a very stupid decision.

It is equivalent to tearing open the scar in Ye Jian's heart again, making her face the past bloody again.

Ye Jian smiled lightly, the sound of a string in her ear rang out, and her clear watery eyes were covered with a touch of gray, "It's okay, just dance, it's okay..."

Song Zhiqiu squeezed the corners of his mouth, and tried to persuade him again, but it was still fruitless.

On the other side, a girl with sweet facial features, wearing a tie-dyed off-the-shoulder dress, and one of the hosts of tonight's party, the third senior sister from Hunan University, watched the show, and silently recited the host's lines tonight. His partner smiled and said, "Which show are you looking forward to?"

The handsome male host with a white shirt and black suit smiled and said, "Ambush from all sides, the only female instructor will be on stage."

"Didn't you say you won't have to play?"

"The program team told me just now that the female instructor agreed. You must take a good look at the only female instructor when you come down this afternoon. She is very beautiful."

The male host is also a third-year student of Hunan University. He and the female host have been partners since their freshman year and have a tacit understanding.

"I've heard you say it countless times. Also, please don't say another girl is beautiful in front of me, okay? It hurts." The hostess smiled and stared at her partner, looking up and down. After a few glances, he jokingly said, "Could it be that you still want to chase after the female instructor?"

"Hahaha, I can't catch up. She is from Nan Province just like you, Wang Rui, your girls from Nan Province are too hard to catch up!"

Wang Rui, a native of Nan Province, was also Ye Jian's classmate in high school.