When Friday was the afternoon when he went directly to the army for training, as soon as he walked out of the school gate, Ye Jian noticed that several unscrupulous eyes were swept from different places, and he felt that Ye Jian felt at ease.
At least, she knew that Luo Ran did not give up, but was looking for opportunities.
With a slight smile in her eyes, Ye Jian walked forward briskly. She usually leaves at night when she goes to train. If Luo Ran can't figure it out, no one will come to trouble. On Friday, just ask Ye Ying. Knowing that she will leave school.
The army's car parked at a distance of about 500 meters from the campus. Ye Jian walked fast in his school uniform, had agility, and knew how to anti-tracking, but it took only two minutes to dump people.
"What! The person is gone?" Luo Ran, who was sitting in the canteen drinking soda, bounced up, staring at a few students from other schools, "Anyone of you didn't keep up with her? Damn!"
Outside, there are a few young people mixed up in society, all approaching Luo Ran.
Hearing that, one of the youths with a yellowish forehead chewed on the betel nut and walked in, "I said earlier that I would let a few brothers take the shot. If you don't believe me, you have to find a few students. It didn't happen. Isn't it normal?"
"Well, how many brothers will come out to clean up for you? Look at your nose, this (mother) has been still green for a week, you said how can you swallow that breath."
"Kang" a soda bottle cap popped open, and Yang Heng, who was leaning on the counter, said to Luo Ran, whose face was pale, "I have no opinion if you want to make the trouble worse, but let people outside to bully my school." My female classmate, Luo Ran, you're so kind that I look down upon me."
He took out a fifty-fifty one from his clothes and put it on the counter, and said to the commissary owner: "Give them a bottle of soda to cool them down."
On the other hand, he picked up his schoolbag, and walked outside leisurely, leaving Luo Ran with a pale blue face and hammering his fists on the counter. After thinking about it, he grabbed his schoolbag to catch up.
The social youth with yellow hair glanced at the fifty yuan on the counter, then looked at the boy who walked first, blew a long whistle, and said to his comrades: "It turns out that this is also a rich student. ."
Seeing this, several social youths standing outside all laughed.
"Laugh a shit, go find out where the boy is doing activities, Luo Ran, this kid has been in strict control at home recently, the money is tight, and the brothers have to find a next home." The yellow-haired young man took the five. Ten yuan was sandwiched between the fingers, and said to the non-speaking commissary owner: "Three packs of cigarettes, how many bottles of soda are left."
There are still a few days before the National Day, the autumn tiger is still showing off, and everyone wants to drink a sip of ice.
The soldiers brought their own kettles. They didn't drink ice water. The tea with honeysuckle was held in large stainless steel buckets for as much as you wanted. A bucket was left on the training ground after a while.
The basement is cool, but it is also hot enough to sweat after a training session.
When Ye Jian arrived at the underground training ground, he saw that all the auto soldiers were packing up,... a picture about to be evacuated.
"Why are you packing up? I won't practice tonight?" She was a little surprised to ask the soldier who drove her over, "Isn't that until the end of December, every night?"
The car soldier who picked her up pursed his lips and smiled shyly: "The political commissar is here, why don't you ask the political commissar?"
Political commissar Yan waited for Ye Jian to come over and signaled the auto soldiers to do their own business. He smiled and said: "There is a special mission tonight. You have been practicing for almost a month. We all see the results. I agree that your progress is quite fast."