The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The chief instructor who stood up looked at the thirty-six students in the car and sighed softly. This was the case every year, and every year it made his heart gloomy.

Although the military training is only ten days, but for these students, the students who train are their own soldiers. They will be taught one action and one password, sweating together, laughing together, even if it is only ten days. Soldiers coming out.

How can I feel good after being separated from the soldiers I brought out?

After a while, it will be fine to come out on your own, time is the best medicine for healing.

As they approached the school, Song Zhiqiu, who was sitting by the window, moved his arm, took out a few letters from his pocket, lightly touched Ye Jian's arm, and handed them over.

Ye Jian was looking at the message manual. Seeing this, he looked at Song Zhiqiu because he didn't know, "Give it to me?"

"Yes, a few boys in the class secretly stuffed it into my rucksack. After thinking about it, I took it with me." Song Zhiqiu, who was in a slightly better mood, smiled teasingly in his eyes, "Oh, the love letter, but I didn't read it."

To the teasing in his eyes, Ye Jian replied calmly, "It's naturally written for you when you put it in your rucksack, what's it to do with me?"

It would be better for her not to accept the love letter. There is no other way. If the man in the family is careful, if he finds out, tsk tsk tsk... he will be drowned in a tank of vinegar again.

"Really don't watch? Not curious?" Song Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, "Don't mind me watching, I just want to learn."

Ye Jian thought for a while before answering, "It is recommended not to look at it, it is also a personal security, destroy it. Don't be discovered by the chief instructor, otherwise, you will be criticized."

Even the "love letter" written by the students dares to accept it, looking for a draw!

In the end, neither of them read what was written in the love letter. Instead, they read the message booklet in Ye Jian's hand, which contained witty words and recorded what Ye Jian said in plain language, which made people laugh.

"Report the instructor, I have bugs on my face!"

"Either use your eyes to kill it, or use your eyes to influence it, choose one of the two!"

"Report the instructor, I want to go to the toilet!"

"Don't worry, the bladder capacity is sufficient, please bear with it, I only went on it 20 minutes ago, and now I go again, I have to suspect that you are somewhat empty."

"Can you hold on?"

"can!"

"That's right, another ten minutes to stand in the military posture!" There was a machete next to this sentence, "Instructor, you tortured and killed thousands of times in the hearts of our classmates!"

Seeing this, Song Zhiqiu, who couldn't speak loudly, could only hold back his laughter until his stomach cramped, "I didn't expect you to have such a good time in military training.

"Popularity doesn't come for nothing." Ye Jian herself laughed to the point that she needed to clench her fists to hold back her voice. Even she herself didn't believe that she said so many funny things during military training.

Watching, smiling, and feeling better little by little.

As for the above contact address, phone number, email... The two chose to ignore it in a tacit understanding, because it was impossible to contact them.

Ye Jian, who returned to the military academy and entered her senior year, quickly devoted herself to intense studies, as did Xu Wen and He Jing. The training outside the school became a good memory of Ye Jian's military career. Inadvertently, I suddenly remembered, and there was a smile on the corner of my mouth.

The senior students are even busier. There is no such thing as a so-called senior year. They are still busy, and sometimes they have to run over to train the freshman students. They are so busy that they even need to plan their sleep time carefully.

From the scorching sun at the beginning of the school to the white snow, when Ye Jian looked up from the busyness, she realized that the days had passed like turning a page, and the senior year was about to end in the blink of an eye.