The bright red national flag fluttered in the wind on the flag-raising stand of the military parade. The flag-raiser stood upright by the flagpole, while the two flag-guards held steel guns and stood guard to guard the national flag.
Ye Zhifan, who ordered his wife and daughter to sit on his left and right sides, looked around for a while, looked at the energetic young figure, and then at the daughter next to him, he sighed lightly and preached to Ye, who had never realized that his family was worse than others. Ying: "One minute on stage, ten years off stage, Ye Ying, you have to learn from them."
"Dad, I won't be ashamed of you when I enter the army." Ye Ying tightened her chin, trying to hide her anxiety with a blank face, but she was too obvious, instead she seemed stiff and restrained everywhere.
Ye Zhifan saw it in his eyes, and his sigh became heavier.
I didn't reflect on my own shortcomings at all, and realized my shortcomings, so I didn't say anything, I still like... I like daydreaming.
"Yingying, we have to make a difference whether we can enter the army or not. Dad means that you can learn from their spirit."
No matter how bad it is, it is his own daughter, and he must educate her instead of giving up.
Ye Zhifan patiently preached: "You used to say that Ye Jian is inferior to yourself in everything. Then look at it now, look at the figure below, and look at the aura they come out of. If you see them, you see Ye Jian. ."
"Yingying, haven't you noticed the difference between you and Ye Jian? Didn't you realize that you are inferior to Ye Jian?"
Ye Ying's face paled suddenly, and her hands squeezed subconsciously.
"Dad can tell you very clearly now that you are indeed inferior to Ye Jian. You were excellent before, and that belonged to the past. People, you want to look forward, and you still stay in place, thinking you are better than Ye Jian. In fact, Ye Jian has long surpassed you."
On-site preaching is more impactful than factual preaching. Facing rows of cadets who are straight and like a green pine, Ye Ying only felt that her breathing was heavy and heavier, and her whole body seemed to be entangled in a spider web. The more she struggled, the weaker she could get out.
Sun Dongqing was angry, and she had to take care of the people around her who gritted her teeth to protect her daughter: "Ye Zhifan, is there anyone like you as a dad? Look how frightened Yingying is by you!"
"Less to compare Ye Jian with Yingying, than I think she is nothing! It is not worthy to give Yingying shoes!"
Whenever he wants to preach, Sun Dongqing will always be the first to refute. An angry Ye Zhifan pressed his throat and drank, "If you have the ability, you will find Ye Jian later, dare you let her lift Yingying's shoes? !"
"..." Sun Dongqing was dumb, how dare she! I dare not say it in person!
Ye Zhifan snorted coldly, "Seeing that there is no Ye Ying, this is your mother's skill! The mouth's skill! If you learn all of your mother's skills, heh, ten Ye Ying is not as good as one Ye Jian."
These words were not too heavy, the last bit of blood on Ye Ying's face faded.
After a while, she whispered: "Parents, stop arguing. Today we came to find Ye Jian, not a quarrel." Ten Ye Ying can't compare to one Ye Jian,... Is she that bad
Unbelief, dissatisfied, and even more unwilling!
How could she, Ye Ying, be worse than Ye Jian, how could she be worse than her!
Staring straight ahead, when she inadvertently glanced at the flag-raising platform, sitting Ye Ying suddenly stood up, she saw... a figure she was familiar with, a figure she wanted to scold in her dreams, a figure like I tortured myself day and night, wanting to eat its flesh and gnaw its bones.