The national school idol is a girl

The magician has something more to say.

Qin Mo, who was sitting over there, had already spoken, and his voice was neither cold nor indifferent: "Go to the training ground and ask."

Five words.

The final word.

The action team was indeed very interested in this new technical soldier.

When I received the news.

Bo Jiu is still training.

Climbing with a gun and shooting from a distance, and of course the most important thing is running with a load.

"No. 10." The instructor's voice sounded hoarse in the hot weather: "Leave the team!"

Bo Jiu paused, then ran over. His face was still dark, but not ugly.

"Follow me." The instructor looked the boy up and down before preparing to take him away.

The prince was watching from the side, thinking that he was going to eliminate this person.

But if you think about it carefully, it's impossible. After all, the black boy has made a great contribution this time.

What is that for?

When the instructor came to call her, Bo Jiu thought it was because her quilt was not folded again.

After all, it's not the first time.

Just when Bo Jiuzheng was about to tell the instructor that she really couldn't do such a thing as stacking tofu cubes.

Turning a corner, I saw a slender figure standing there. The man was wearing a military uniform, with tassels on his shoulders, and one hand hanging on one side. It was probably because the sun was too bright, or maybe he had just taken a shower and was standing there. At that time, the dark hair seemed to be coated with a layer of light.

He wasn't alone there.

There were several other officers.

It's just that no one can compare with that person's splendor and beauty.

Especially in military uniform.

Bo Jiu's first reaction was, too bad.

The long legs haven’t moved yet.

The person over there had finished speaking and looked up at her.

Bo Jiu immediately lowered his eyes and tried to cover his face with his military cap.

It is also effective.

After all, the distance is not particularly close.

However, even so, it is very dangerous.

Mainly because I can't leave.

"Here we come." The hunter stood up straighter.

Qin Mo turned his head, his eyes still focused.

The magician asked again: "By the way, why doesn't that recruit even have a code name?"

"Yes." Langya's tone has always been steady: "Maybe it's too different and I can't write it in the information."

The magician raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What's it called?"

"Financial father." Langya paused when he said these four words.

The magician's expression changed: "...I'll go, this code name, are you serious?"

"He said that." Lang Ya didn't know how to come up with such a name.

Several people were talking there.

No one noticed that Qin Mo suddenly paused after hearing this code name.

Then, his eyes fell on the figure walking towards him with his head lowered.

The figure was neither tall nor short, and his military cap was held down so low that no one could tell his appearance. Only his chin was exposed, and his complexion was very dark.

He was wearing a camouflage combat uniform, which had been completely ruined by the young man.

This person is just an ordinary recruit thrown on the training ground.

Qin Mo's eyes darkened, and something seemed to be churning inside, like the night-like deep sea.

"Report, people have brought it." The instructor touched his heels and saluted in this direction.

Bo Jiu raised his hand and there was nothing wrong with his behavior.

After all, the more flustered you are, the more likely you will be recognized by the master.

Now that she was dressed like this, combined with her skin color and a military cap to cover her up, she could still try her luck.

She just didn't know why, but she always felt that she raised her hand for a little too long.

"Return to the team." A voice sounded in my ears.

This was what Qin Mo said to the instructor.

After the instructor answered "yes", he trotted towards the direction he came from.

This actually made Bo Jiu feel a little relieved.

But soon, her tone picked up again.

Because what she could see was the pair of military boots that were getting closer and closer to her.

With the sound of heartbeat.

The man's voice also came to my ears: "Age."

This question is too safe.

Asking this question means that the master is asking her as a new recruit.

Bo Jiu changed his voice and replied: "19."

"Being in the Army?" When Qin Mo asked this question, his eyes were already deep and his gaze fell on the top of the man's head, his face still showing nobility and indifference.

The magicians saw nothing.

I also feel that there is nothing wrong with these issues.

In the past, when new recruits joined the team, the captain would ask this question.

Just by listening to the sound, Bo Jiu knew that the distance between the two people was very close, but all problems were within a safe range.

The more this happens, the more it means everything is going according to procedure.

"Yes." Bo Jiu lowered his head a little more.

The voice in my ear sounded slowly again, with a characteristic nonchalance: "The people in the army don't know how to fold quilts?"

Speaking of this, Bo Jiu was straightforward: "I'm the only one who can't report."

"Your roommate just said that you don't look like a soldier. What do you think?" Qin Mo started to calm down.

Bo Jiu immediately realized that it was indeed a loophole that she would not be used by Dui Jun.

It's just this loophole that can't be known to the masters. Bo Jiu only found an excuse: "Report, they said the same when I was in the army. They almost kicked me back to my hometown because of this incident. Fortunately, other achievements can make up for this. Then I stayed in the Army, and I heard that other troops were very strict about this."

"Definitely, no soldier can't fold a quilt." This sentence was said by the magician: "But your other results are indeed very good. Why did you think of coming to us as a technical soldier? You should have a better place to go. ”

"There is no soldier who doesn't want to join the Soldier King's Army, and I am the same." As long as the question is not asked by a master, Bo Jiu has no pressure to answer it.

The magician and Langya looked at each other. There was indeed nothing wrong with this reason, but it was just a bit too empty.

But for other questions, I don’t know what to ask. After all, it takes a few more days to understand more deeply.

Whether it is a magician or a hunter, they all think that asking this question can basically get people to return to the team.

did not expect……

"You guys go back first." Qin Mo turned his face sideways and spoke in a light voice.

Several people in the action team were a little puzzled.

Will they go back first?

Why?

Is there any question that the boss wants to ask this recruit alone?

After thinking about this.

The magician and the others responded: "Yes."

He moved very quickly and disappeared into the horizontal line in three or four steps.

Bo Jiu was still thinking about what questions the great god would ask her when these people were sent away, probably about computers or intrusions, and how she would deal with them.

However, the next second, her brain froze.

Not because of anything else.

Instead, the words slowly rang in my ears: "How long do you want to use these four words, financial owner father?"

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