In the afternoon, Nan Heng inspected the training conditions of several teams and was about to go directly to the first team. However, he paused and looked down at his clothes.
I just tried out some good newcomers in several other training camps, and they were splashed with some mud and water. Now they are dry, so you can’t tell. Normally in the base, they are all men, and no one is too overbearing. It was so clean that even a little bit of mud and water didn't matter. Even a slightly mysophobic person like Nan Heng was gradually assimilated by this careless crowd.
"Boss, there is only one team left for today's inspection, why don't you go?" Xiao Xu, who is following behind, is about to expire his service and will be assigned to work in the Los Angeles Police Department. He is very agile and has always been favored by Nan Heng. Attention, I have been in the base for a few years, and I am very neat in everything I do. In the past few months before leaving, in order to practice my ability to do things, I often followed Li Nanheng.
Nan Heng didn't answer, only glanced at the clothes on his body, and instead of walking directly to the first team's training camp, he turned around and went back to his residence: "Go get me a set of clothes, change your clothes and then go. "
Xiao Xu was a little confused at first and didn't react at all.
No matter how tidy the boss is, he doesn't suddenly have to change clothes when walking between several training camps. What's going on
However, Xiao Xu was also a person who was quick to do things. Without asking any nonsense, he went directly to take the special black battle uniforms that Nan Heng usually wore into his room.
Nan Heng went back and took a quick shower. The fatigue from not sleeping well last night had now been diluted. He casually plucked his neat black short hair twice, took the clothes Xiao Xu handed over and glanced at it. Just put it on directly.
Xiao Xu knew that the boss didn't like to wear suits and other clothes on weekdays. Instead, he liked to wear the same black battle uniform as everyone else. Other slightly more formal clothes were only worn when leaving the base or returning to Li's house, but Boss Li never did. He is too straight-laced, and even a suit worth millions can be worn by him to give off a military ruffian aura.
And this black battle uniform, but even with the same clothes, standing in the crowd, the cold and cool man is an unforgettable sight. This was what Xiao Xu's sister said when she came here to visit two years ago. However, his sister accidentally saw the boss and began to think about him dreamily in her heart. She was full of all kinds of admiration for Boss Li and couldn't hold it down.
The man's fingers buttoned the buttons of his battle uniform one by one, and his voice had no warmth: "Go to the first team."
Xiao Xu was startled again, remembering that the boss took a shower and changed clothes just to go to the first team later.
But why did the more he thought about this purpose, the more he felt that something was not quite right...
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At the same time, the daily special training of the first team started early in the morning and is almost over.
Feng Ling was a newcomer and the youngest, and his height was still not as high as that of the men in the team who were all 17 or 18 years old and were already 1.81 meters 9, so he was placed in the first row.
Originally, many members of the first team were unhappy with this newcomer who was too young, because no newcomer had ever been able to directly enter the first team. They had to go through strict screening and competition before they could enter, and they might be kicked out at any time. The other teams went to retrain, but this kid joined the first team right after he arrived.
However, during this half-day training, Feng Ling learned very quickly in every training and competition just by watching what others did. A series of training tasks and movements were all very standard, even if it was his first time. It's unfamiliar, but the second time I redo it, it will be so perfect that people will be surprised. It can be said that no one can find any faults.
So after these few hours, the unwillingness in most people's hearts gradually diminished. What's more, Feng Ling is young and thin, and he doesn't have a playful and annoying smile. The most important thing is that he is good-looking and thin. Her skin is tender and fleshy, making her look inexplicably protective. In addition, she is not that kind of loser who is too weak to be in the first team. In just a few hours, she has been gradually accepted by the members of the first team. There is no trace of it at all. Any intention to exclude him.
This actually put deputy instructor Han Jin in a bit of a dilemma.
He had always wanted to catch Feng Ling and give him a "sticking" or something, otherwise he wouldn't be able to report it to Boss Li, but this kid is absolutely right. In front of so many members, he can't The unknown rewards and punishments made him anxious. Feng Ling was accepted by everyone in a few hours, but he had a big pimple on his chin.
The day's training is almost over. At this time, most of the members' hearts are racing. They have already planned their afternoon trip in the base. Feng Ling is no exception. As soon as he entered the base, he changed his residence twice within two days. She also needs to make good arrangements for her new residence in the first team. The assistant instructor has not yet explained where she will live, and she will have to cross-examine her after a while.
At the same time, in the passage outside the training camp of a team, a tall man wearing a black battle uniform strolled over. His cold and cool face was plain and indifferent, standing at the entrance of the training camp like a dormant tiger, looking at the training camp. Group members in training.
The man just stood there quietly, his momentum was enough to intimidate people, and the members who were a little slack because it was about to end suddenly stood upright like trees, their expressions instantly serious.
But even so, Feng Ling was still not affected in any way. She kept the same movements and expressions from the beginning without any slackness. This is why the assistant instructor could not find anything wrong with her.
This young boy is really too serious.
There were two people behind Feng Ling who took advantage of the angle that they couldn't see behind them. They moved their mouths slightly and whispered: "Boss Li usually doesn't see you once every half a month. What's going on today? You're here pretty well." Frequently, is there any important task that needs to be handed over in advance?"
"It's probably possible, otherwise the boss wouldn't come here very often..."
No matter how these people were curious and talking in their hearts, Li Nanheng still stood at the entrance of the training camp, looking at them in the training ground with a calm and unmoved face.
The man is tall and has long legs, a straight nose, and a stern face as handsome as a god. If his face were not so cold, dull and careless, it could be described as a famous painting from the ancient century.
However, Xiao Xu, who was following Li Nanheng, couldn't help but glance up at the group of people, and then glanced at Feng Ling, who was standing in the first row of the team and looked relatively thin.
He thought to himself, no matter how much the boss cherishes his talents and takes special care of team members with development potential, this Feng Ling should not be so powerful that the boss can have such inexplicable changes today.
It should just be that he thinks too much...
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(Third update~Good night~)