Her self-confidence made Ye Zhifan burst into laughter, sweeping away the haze, "Yingying deserves to be Ye Zhifan’s daughter, ambitious! It’s true, dad just tells you, since you don’t care, dad doesn’t. I have delayed your study."
"Well, there is also Dad. I will not go back to the city during the summer vacation. I will participate in a few cram schools. If you have any news about Ye Jian's dead girl, please call me. Looking back, she was admitted to high school. I was a younger sister. Be sure to call back to congratulate you!" Ye Ying was completely contemptuous, as if he believed that Ye Jian must accomplish nothing, even if he was admitted to high school, it was just a third-rate school.
The two father and daughter were able to talk together, and Sun Dongqing laughed contemptuously next to him after hearing about it. After Ye Ying hung up the phone, the two mother and daughter made fun of Ye Jian for a while before stopping.
Ye Jian doesn’t care what the family is thinking. She returned to Shuikou Village that day without any psychological burden. She only stayed at home for one night. Before dawn, she passed through the long tunnel behind her house. In the army that hasn't come for almost eleven months.
The barracks were iron-fighted and the soldiers were running water. As soon as Ye Jian entered the army, he saw many strange faces. They were recruits recruited last winter.
There are also many familiar faces that are no longer to be found. They have retired and returned to their hometowns.
"Girl Jane, girl Jane, you have been hiding for almost a year. It's too kind." The political commissar was like welcoming his own child. When they met, they first patted Ye Jian on the shoulder, "Yes, you have grown taller!" It’s not a little bit anymore."
In one year, Ye Jian's height suddenly rushed to 165 cm, and she was indeed a tall girl among the students.
Back in the army he was familiar with, Ye Jian's smile was relaxed, and his eyebrows curled up and said: "Of course you have to grow taller. If you don't grow taller, you really have become shorter. If you can't meet the height requirement for a female soldier, then I Cry without crying."
"You, you, you are still a naughty guy." The political commissar is still the same as before, with the military's majesty and care in his smile, "Go, go to the playground for two laps to see if you improve!"
After finishing speaking, I took Ye Jian directly to the playground, took a few steps and looked at Ye Jian, "Go, go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs first to get a training suit. I said why I saw something was wrong. The troops did not wear military uniforms. The training suit is a different kind. Don't understand it. We can't be a different kind!"
Thinking of Uncle Gen’s request on the phone, the political commissar smiled again: “I changed my clothes and went to the playground. Recently, there have been a few thorns in the army. You come to clean them up and see if they still have the face to be thorns!"
The stabbing soldier meant that he might be a little bit excellent, and he didn't put the squad leader in his eyes, and he couldn't put his gun and stick at every turn.
Before Ye Jian came, several thorn-head soldiers from the international metropolis ran over two blue-headed flies and threw them into the mung bean soup of the monitor to relieve the heat. It was so pitiful that the monitor was dragged all night, but every bit was hit. A few bottles.
These are the thorny soldiers who have not been cleaned up.
As soon as Ye Jian, who was 165 cm tall, walked out of the summer training uniform, the political commissar couldn't help but slapped his palm. Such Ye Jian is no longer the little girl who entered the army two years ago.
The heroic posture, straight like a spear, a uniform is a clank and proud, standing there a standard military salute, let the political commissar see her inviolable military might.
However, at the age of sixteen, he is still a high school student with such military might, really amazing!