Listening to the voices of relatives, Ye Jian's mood was as peaceful as a starry sky, "You also need to take care of your body, don't work too hard. I have the army to take care of it, so don't worry about you and Grandpa."
"Don't worry, don't worry, you kid always knows how to take care of yourself. It's too strong, three points better than a male soldier. This has to be changed a bit. We are not sloppy during training, and we must rest well when we rest. You can train better if you have enough energy."
Principal Chen, who came out of the army, said that he was not worried, and every word he said was an exhortation. He was afraid that Ye Jian would be too strong and would hurt himself.
With a pursed smile, Ye Jianwu looked at the starry sky with a deep smile in his black eyes, and listened quietly to the elder Chunchun's advice, nearly ten minutes passed by.
"The admission notice has been received, and the village head also said to celebrate and let me push it with my old uncle. Everyone in Shili and Baxiang knows that Shuikou Village has a champion, and the parents have specifically sought it out and wanted to buy the old textbooks you left behind. ."
Speaking of things in the village, the smile on Principal Chen’s face deepened, “Fortunately, you don’t have a photo. The old man said that if you want to have a photo, you will have to be taken back and posted on the kid’s bookcase.”
Ye Jian also laughed. She was in the Provincial No. 1 High School, and all the test papers and textbooks she had taken were left by Teacher Tong. When some students left, there were two big boxes for books and test papers, but she had only a few sets of clothes, one copy There are no books or a test paper.
"I didn't quarrel with your grandfather, you really want someone to come over, you might as well live in the army for a while." The brows are quiet, Ye Jian lacks the vigor of training during the day, just like ordinary girls who travel far away from home. Attachment to "home" is revealed in it.
"After receiving your notice, we went to live in the army for a week before returning. Under your influence, several high school graduates in our village have plans to serve as soldiers. Even Ye Ying, who has a heart attack, said that she would go to work. Literary soldiers."
Speaking of Ye Ying, Principal Chen's expression faded by three points, "Your aunt said that Ye Ying asked to be a literary soldier in the Beijing political corps, and she was waiting to enlist in the army after all the files were handed in..."
Ye Ying wants to be a literary soldier? is it possible
Hearing that, Ye Jian chuckled directly, "We all know that she has a heart attack and a black file of military training. Isn't she afraid of being happy when she enters the Beijing political corps as a literary and artistic soldier?"
After talking about Ye Zhifan's family for a few words, Yu Ye Jian has no influence whether or not Ye Ying can be a literary soldier.
If she really entered the army, Ye Jian felt that she was in charge of Ye Zhifan's bribery crime.
The fact that Ye Ying became a literary soldier had spread throughout the village, and the limelight even overshadowed Ye Jian's admission to the military academy, allowing Sun Dongqing to sweep away the gloom before, and beamingly mentioned the incident of her daughter entering the army wherever he went.
At this moment, Ye Jian was already sitting on the helicopter, holding a sniper rifle, and aimed at floating objects on the sea to complete an unstable high-altitude platform sniper.
"The frogman sea seizure platform often uses a sniper to cover the helicopter in the air, and the sniper needs to jump into the sea immediately to support the team after completing the sniper target. Now it is 57 meters from the sea and 241 meters from the target. …"
As Li Jin’s annual report released a set of precise numbers, Ye Jian, who was wearing a diving suit and had no oxygen equipment, squatted halfway at the door of the helicopter cabin, holding the sniper rifle with his own hands, as cold as frosty black. Aiming at the floating target on the sea surface, calculating the influence of wind difference and air current in the heart, slender fingers on the trigger, one, two, three... Precise sniper!
"Bang!" The object on the sea surface was smashed into fragments by a NATO 7.62 bullet.