Most of the students in the class agreed with Lu Xin's words. He wanted to say something for Ye Jian. When the instructor swept away the seriousness in his expression, he asked Ye Jian with a smile, "What do you think? Do you want to go on?"
Everyone who becomes an instructor has a fox heart and has a good hand.
Ye Jian looked at him as if he saw Political Commissar Yan. Hearing the words, he stood up for two steps before standing in front of the classmates. He smiled and said: "The sun is too big, everyone got angry again for me. Just rest for a while."
"For the unity of the class, for the review not to delay the retreat of the class, and for all the students to rest assured to train, instead of worrying that I will affect the class ranking, it is better to sit down and see the sassy and heroic posture of the instructors. "
As soon as she spoke, there was a shout of applause below, which showed how popular Ye Jian was in the class.
Those students who have opinions about Ye Jian can’t deny that she has always been a tolerant girl in the class. No matter who has difficulties on the subject, no matter when she is looking for her, even if she has something in her hands, she will let her go. Students explain.
This kind of help is moisturizing and silent help. At a critical moment, you can see that of the fifty or sixty students, only ten students stand up and have opinions.
The instructor couldn’t help but laughed, and said to Ye Jian: “Okay, this time I’ll let you arrange it.” After saying that, he said to the serious instructor throughout the process: “Go and gather all the instructors from the second and third classes of high school. The students rest on the spot for fifteen minutes."
"Yes!" The instructor saluted, clenched his fists with both hands, and trot away close to the waist.
Two minutes later, the eight instructors from the second class and the seven instructors from the third class were all in line, standing in line in front of a class of students in the voice of the command.
When the instructor gave a "return to the team" instruction, Ye Jian moved quickly and neatly back to a team of fifteen instructors.
From the beginning of the number report, to sixteen o'clock, I heard Ye Jian’s voice like the morning sun rising, with vigorous power, and with the tendency to report his number "16"!
It hadn't even started, and a simple report of the number gave out the majestic military prestige. It hit people's hearts and had a tree-shaking power. It made the eyes of the whole class suddenly widened, and Ye Ying's fists were suddenly clenched.
As soon as the instructor heard this sound, he knew there was a play, and he drank loudly, "Stand at attention!"
The neat voice of "swish swish swish" was like the wind coming out of a camouflage uniform. The upright soldiers used their military posture to instantly shock the classmates.
Ye Jian’s legs are close together, his feet are exactly sixty degrees apart, the upper body is straight, the abdomen, the chest is straight, the shoulders are open, the naturally hanging hands and five fingers are gently brought together, and the thumb is attached to the second section of the index finger. The head is straight, the neck is straight, the jaw is slightly closed, and his eyes look straight ahead like a sharp sword out of a sheath.
Like all instructors, her eyes are looking straight ahead, looking straight at the direction of a class of students. The ten students closest to her are Ye Ying and Meng Wen. In an instant, they felt Ye Jian. A cold light burst from his sight, which turned into an icy entity and rubbed directly across their faces.
Cold, dull, determined... Just a glance made their necks shrink instantly, as if they were shrinking a little later, and the real sight would fall along their necks, making their heads fall to the ground.
This feeling made them tremble, frightened them, and even let them lose their aura before they even started.