The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

At this time, Wang Rui didn't know that she was about to meet an old classmate. Now, she only knew how popular the female instructor was, and even her old partner Jing Yi yearned for it.

"I'll have to take a good look at how beautiful the female instructors at the beauty level are, and will they be more beautiful than our beautiful Queen Rui. It's rare, there are beauties in the military academy. I still wonder if it's a junior apprentice. The girls don't look very good, or because she is the only female instructor, she thinks she is beautiful."

"I have to prove it with my own eyes." Jing Yi, the male host who was arranging his clothes in the mirror, raised his chin slightly, tied his bow tie upright, and then lightly combed his hair with a comb. The problem is that he whistles rather narcissistically.

"Handsome!"

He threw the comb to the dressing table, spread his arms and turned to Wang Rui, "How, handsome or not, can you attract a beauty-level instructor?"

Wang Rui was drawing eyeliner, and when she heard this, she glanced at the corner of her eye and nodded perfunctorily, "Handsome handsome, as handsome as a saucy bag. It's a pity that Tiantian is not here. Who are you handsome for?"

When it came to his girlfriend, Jing Yi didn't mention the beauty-level instructor. He couldn't help it. His girlfriend was jealous, and he was in the same class as his girlfriend. He didn't want her girlfriend to come and sit in the cold window in a few days.

Five minutes before seven o'clock, the lively playground instantly became silent as the instructors blew the whistle. The female host Wang Rui was wearing a long dress, and the male host, Gentleman Jing Yi, walked by with the palm of his hand, specially reserved. The aisle comes out brightly.

The palms sounded so neatly that the hosts Wang Rui and Jing Yi laughed knowingly.

Military training is very useful for new students. Just like them back then, after the military training, they also gained a lot while getting rid of black laps. The most obvious change is that...the applause has become neat.

After the opening remarks, the party officially started. The freshmen who were proficient in all eighteen martial arts took to the temporary stage and started their wonderful performance, while the audience under the stage told them how brilliant their performance was with their popular palms.

Jing Yi, who was admiring it recently, said with a smile: "This year, the talented people come out again. The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. Our group of front waves entering the senior year will soon wash the beach, and there will be no traces in the blink of an eye."

Some are sad, some are melancholy, and more are reluctance to part with the campus.

Four years of college passed by in the blink of an eye, and I clearly felt that I was still a freshman, but when I turned around, I actually entered the senior year and was about to enter the society.

"I'm sad now? Don't cry in front of me, I can't comfort people." Wang Rui replied with a smile, she was not as young as she was in high school, she was already slim, as if she was reborn.

Over there, Ye Jian rehearsed with the quartet no less than five times, and stopped rehearsing until she was sweating profusely and was able to close the beat.

Anyone who learns music may have a heart that can easily touch their feelings. When the last note fell, the girl who played the pipa in the class took back the "clattering" string sound, and then slowly returned to her hands. Tears dripped from her tears, just in time. onto the strings.

The four students were silent, including the two boys, who were silent because of...their instructor's sword dance.

The girl who played the pipa kept her head down, and her tears kept stopping for a long time.

"House of Flying Daggers" is a Chinese pipa tune. The music is intense and shocking. It puts all the artistic conception of the heroic difficulty in the "stern" strings, and the listeners are most easily touched.