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Chapter 267

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When it was time to take a group photo with the students who had been selected as "Outstanding Communist Youth League Member", Ye Jian's eyes inadvertently glanced down the stage and saw … an acquaintance that she was not very familiar with. At this moment, his iconic peach blossom eyes were winking and smiling at her.

Han Zheng …

Why is he here? Could it be that Major Xia is here too?

He subconsciously looked around but didn't see any familiar faces. The photographer had already asked all the students to look at the camera and maintain a smile … After the flash, the smile was frozen.

Han Zheng put down his camera and hummed a little tune. This little girl even dared to stand Major Xia up. This courage … tsk tsk tsk, he really admired her.

After the photo was developed, should he send it to Major Xia who was far away in the snowy highlands?

Could it be that he could use the photo as a bargaining chip or something?

"You're not serious, shut up." Sitting next to Han Zheng, a dignified middle-aged man looked straight ahead and scolded softly, "I'll arrange for someone to send you away immediately later. Don't follow me all day."

Han Zheng snorted softly and said lazily, "Brigade Commander Han, if you agree to let me go now, I'll leave immediately and won't be in your sight for a few years. If you don't agree, I'm sorry, but I still have to follow you. "

"Commander-in-Chief Xia is much more open-minded than you. He knows that soldiers have to be tortured. You should learn from him! If your son is successful, you'll be proud of him as a father. "

Brigade Commander Han's biggest headache was his only son. He didn't know how many other skills he had, but when it came to tormenting people … no one could beat him!

He followed him from the north to the south, and he still had to go to Fujun Town. Was this kid going to follow him?

Who didn't want their son to be successful? He had to have the ability to do so! Commander-in-Chief Xia's son was taught by Master Xia and was extremely outstanding in all aspects. Last year, he graduated from military school and was sent to the army because of the All-Rounded Competition. He won the All-Rounded King of the Southern Province Military Region in one fell swoop!

With this ability, Commander-in-Chief Xia would naturally send his son to the frontline without worry!

"Dad, you don't really look down on me and think that your son is inferior to others, right? Let me tell you, I, Han Zheng, am also a man of indomitable spirit. Back then, you kicked me to military school. Now that I'm finally going to move up, are you going to stop me and make me useless? The transfer order has already been issued, what's the point of holding on to it? Military orders, Brigade Commander Han Zheng. "

How could Han Zheng not know what his father was worried about? His father was just afraid that he would accidentally die at the front line.

After all the students had left the stage, Brigade Commander Han sighed and said, "Let me … think about it." Then he asked, "Why did you keep taking pictures of the girl in the middle? Do you know her? "

"Yes, she's a good girl. Master Xia admires her a lot." Han Zheng lowered his head and looked at the camera. There were still ten rolls of film left. He would go out and take a few solo photos of her later. "Dad, you have three days to consider. I'll leave later so as not to bother you."

Ye Chien came down from the stage after taking the photo. He glanced at Han Zheng a few times and only looked away after confirming that Xia Jinyuan was not there.

When he came down, there were still camera flashes. No matter how bored Ye Chien and Wang Mo were, they still had to smile until the end of the meeting.

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