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Chapter 4646

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The strength-type military police instructor looked at the muscles on his arms silently and cried in his heart.

Pang Tuan had asked him to change positions and let him fight with the only female instructor. If he had known … If he had known, he would have refused!

After shaking hands, Ye Chien said with a smile, "I'm sorry. I think I have to tell my superiors when I go back. It's better to fight with the same moves. We can't fight by ourselves directly."

Later, every time the instructors fought with each other, they would rehearse in advance. They would use the same moves and decide which instructor would be defeated.

After the competition between the instructors, it was the last part of the military training. The freshmen representatives went up to give a speech. The north campus and the headquarters each sent a freshman.

The freshmen representative from the headquarters came from the class taught by Song Zhiqiu. The tall and handsome boy went up to the stage. Ye Chien heard the girls in his class gasping in amazement.

The handsome boy's skin was still fair after 10 days of military training under the sun. In Ceng Can's words, it was like the feeling of first love.

Ye Chien looked at the girls in his eyes with amusement. He coughed lightly, indicating that they should be more reserved and pay attention to their image.

Nowadays, the girls all came for the face. Whoever was handsome would be the number one. Even if they talked about the topic during the break, they would often talk about who was handsome.

Song Zhiqiu, who was good-looking and had the temperament of a scholar, became the instructor that the girls in his class talked about the most in private. They liked to walk in front of Song Zhiqiu on purpose from time to time, trying to attract his attention.

Song Zhiqiu had made a serious protest to her in private, hoping that she could stop the girls' enthusiasm. Every time he was stared at by girls, he felt very uncomfortable.

Although he was a man, he also felt shy!

In the group of instructors, Song Zhiqiu was definitely the representative of "handsome", which made the chief instructor tease him. "It's just a little sacrifice. A real man shouldn't be so stingy. If they want to see you, let them see as much as they want. You won't lose anything."

The other male students laughed. They had no choice. After all, he was handsome.

The handsome boy on the stage didn't have a script at all. He spoke Mandarin with perfect pronunciation without any accent. His voice was also very pleasant. Just by hearing his voice, people would think that he must be a handsome and sophisticated boy.

The feeling of first love?

Ye Chien nodded slightly and pursed his lips into a smile.

Only little girls liked this type of refined and handsome boy.

"The instructor that I admire the most during this military training is not Instructor Song from our class. Instructor Song, I'm sorry, but I still want to praise Instructor Ye from next door …"

Below the stage, the students were already laughing softly. Even the leaders on the reviewing platform were laughing.

Ye Chien facepalmed. Praise her? Praise her for being tough.

In front of her, all the boys in the class said that she was tough. There were even students who teased her … If the two of them got into a fight after marriage, would she give in to the man?

Song Zhiqiu was also amused by the freshman representative. She thought, "This guy is naughty."

The boys were praising Ye Chien. On the stage, Regiment Commander Pang moved closer to Political Commissar Yue and asked curiously, "Who is this Xiao Ye? Is he from the Red Family? "

The students in other classes didn't even praise their own instructors. They especially praised her. She was very popular!

Political Commissar Yue knew Ye Chien's family background. Of course, he only knew that Ye Chien's mother was a martyr. He sighed slightly and answered Regiment Commander Pang, "Kind of. His parents died. His mother was a martyr. His daughter inherited his mother's work. "

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