The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The powerful armed police instructor silently looked at the muscles of his arm, and wept silently in his heart.

Earlier, Pang Tuan found him and said that he needed to change positions and let him fight with the only female instructor. I knew earlier... I knew earlier that he should refuse!

After shaking hands, Ye Jian smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but I think we have to raise our opinions when we go back. It's better to use the same tactics to fight each other, and we can't just let us play by ourselves."

Later, it really became that every time the instructors fought each other, they were rehearsed in advance, unified tactics, and unified which side of the instructor was knocked down.

After the big competition between the instructors, it was the last part of the military training. The representatives of the freshmen delivered speeches, and one freshman was sent from the North Campus and the Headquarters.

The freshman representative of this department came from the class taught by Song Zhiqiu. A tall, handsome boy came to the stage. Ye Jian could clearly hear the small girls in his class making an amazing gasp.

Very handsome boy, the skin is still fair after ten days of military training, in Zeng Can's words: the feeling of first love.

Ye Jian looked at the girl in her eyes with a funny look, coughed twice, indicating restraint and paying attention to the influence.

The little girls are now... all looking at their faces, whoever is handsome is No.1, even if they usually rest and discuss topics, they often talk about who is handsome.

And Song Zhiqiu, who is good-looking and has a scholarly temperament, has become the instructor who is the most discussed privately among girls in his class, and likes to deliberately walk in front of Song Zhiqiu from time to time, trying to attract his attention.

In this regard, Song Zhiqiu has made a serious protest to her in private, hoping that she can come forward to stop the enthusiasm of the girls, because... every time he is stared at by the girls, he will be very uncomfortable.

Although he is a man, he can also be shy!

Among the instructors, Song Zhiqiu was definitely the representative of "handsome", which made the chief instructor joke, "It's just sacrificing a little skin, don't be so stingy, if they want to watch, let them watch as much as they want, you won't suffer."

It made the other male students laugh "haha", no way, who made him look handsome.

The handsome boy on the stage was unscripted throughout the whole process. He spoke well-spoken Mandarin without any local accent, and his voice was quite pleasant. Just hearing his voice would make him feel that he must be a handsome boy with connotation.

Feeling like first love?

Ye Jian nodded slightly, pursed her lips and smiled.

That is to say, little girls like this kind of gentle and handsome boys.

"The instructor I admire most in this military training is not our class's instructor Song, instructor Song, I'm sorry, I still want to praise instructor Ye next door..."

Under the stage, the students were already laughing lowly, and even the leaders above the reviewing platform were laughing.

Ye Jian raised her hand to cover her forehead and praised her? Praise her for being sturdy.

The boys in the class all said in front of her that she was sturdy, and some students teased her... After the marriage, the two fought, would she let the man!

Song Zhiqiu was also amused by the freshman representative, this kid is a skinny one.

The boy praised Ye Jian, and Head Pang on the stage approached Political Commissar Yue again and asked curiously, "You little Ye, what's your background? Does it come from a red family?"

The support is so loud that students in other classes don't even praise their instructors, but come to praise her, she is very popular!

Political commissar Yue knew about Ye Jian's family situation. Of course, all he knew was that Ye Jian's mother was a martyr. He sighed slightly and replied to Head Pang, "Forget it, both parents died, and my mother was a martyr. The daughter inherited her mother. Industry, there are people who will follow.”