Say it this way and think about it carefully.
Maybe they were just considerate of an outstanding member like Feng Ling, and didn't want him to be pushed too hard. They still hoped that Feng Ling's future would be easier.
But now I suddenly discovered that the things that Boss Li considered were the most comprehensive. At least Feng Ling would not have anything against him except that he was too burdened. But if there was really any special treatment, Then many things are no longer so simple.
"If we really talk about the care and consideration for this sixteen-year-old boy, the best way for me to take care of him is to train her to be the most qualified and outstanding long-range sniper. He will do what others can do. He can only do better than others in the face of danger."
Feng Ling stood on the first floor, leaning against the wall, holding his breath and making no movement.
But at this moment, she suddenly felt that Li Nanheng was the person in charge of the entire XI base. He had responsibilities on his shoulders that others could not imagine. He was strict, but he also had to take into account every member and everyone's existence. The value of all training is a life-saving talisman for the members of XI Base in the face of life and death every time they go on a mission.
If the ability is not up to standard, you will not be qualified to participate in more tasks and operations in the future.
Feng Ling doesn't think there's anything special about him because of his young age and the fact that he's disguised as a man.
And Boss Li obviously doesn't want to waste a talented person.
Han Jin answered a phone call before leaving. Because the direction he wanted to go next was on the other side, he simply went straight through the corridor to the safe passage at the end of the corridor on the other side and went downstairs without passing by.
Nan Heng stayed there for a moment, remembering something, and turned around to walk down. As soon as he took two steps down, he suddenly saw someone standing at the bottom of a few steps, leaning against the wall.
Feng Ling's clothes were still wet. She had really sweated a lot in the afternoon, and there were strands of sweaty hair stuck to her forehead. But at the moment, she didn't feel how tired she was, nor did she feel that she was with him. What is the difference between others? Even if he knows that he looks miserable, he is right. Everyone does not know where their physical limit is. If they can exceed it by one point, they will have more opportunities to protect themselves.
She looked at him intently, and there seemed to be light in her eyes even in the corridor that was lit up with automatic sensor lights at around nine o'clock in the night.
Nan Heng paused and suddenly steadied his steps, and the air in the corridor seemed to freeze at this moment.
He looked down at the young man who was leaning there exhausted.
All the tit-for-tat and indifference in the past three years since Feng Ling entered the base seemed to have turned into the most silent encouragement and trust at this moment. It was more like a pair of hands with endless driving force, silently pushing her. Forward.
Feng Ling found that all his defensiveness and dislike for Li Nanheng turned into gratitude and trust in an instant.
Nan Heng ignored the burning gaze in her eyes and asked coldly: "Who taught you to eavesdrop?"
"I didn't eavesdrop. Boss, you asked us to live here now. Ah K and the others went to eat. I wasn't very hungry. After training, I wanted to come back and take a shower and rest early. Who knew I met you and you here? Instructor Han is talking, I’m afraid of disturbing you, so I stand here without daring to make a sound—"
"Since you know we are talking, don't you know how to avoid it as soon as possible? This is the courtesy you should have, don't you understand?" Nan Heng still had a cold expression, and his attitude was even aggressive, making it impossible to see any warmth.
Feng Ling paused, then raised his hand to push away his sweat-dampened hair from his forehead, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'll be careful in the future."
Anyway, she doesn't feel that he is trying to stab her with the thorn in his words. After hearing the conversation between him and Instructor Han just now, Feng Ling is no longer afraid of his cold mask.
She stood at the foot of the steps and suddenly smiled at him: "Boss, thank you for not thinking that I am any different from others because of my age and physical ability. Thank you for allowing me to train with other brothers equally. , and thank you for giving me this opportunity."
As he spoke, the young man showed a genuine smile that he had never seen in more than two years, and looked at the man standing on a few steps with the light behind him.
The young man's eyes were clear and shining.
Nan Heng's heartbeat suddenly stopped.
Ever since Feng Ling entered his memory, the two of them had never seemed to have a good conversation. Either his words were aimed at her, or she was cold and distant.
The clean, delicate and beautiful young man smiled like this, as if a gentle breeze was blowing through his heart.
Nan Heng walked down silently, without saying a word or replying to her words. When he passed by her, he turned his head slightly and looked at her for a moment.
"Do you know how embarrassed you are now?"
He said calmly and without warmth and left.
Feng Ling: "..."
She looked down at her clothes that were stained during training and her messy collar, and then she looked down and smelled the sweat on her body. Even though she didn't have as much smelly sweat as others, the sweat accumulated throughout the afternoon It's not a lot, and it doesn't smell good after all.
But she really thanked Boss Li from the bottom of her heart for saying "treat everyone equally."
Feng Ling turned to face his back and said: "Boss, I am serious. No matter how you strengthen our training in the base, it will be fine. If I say tired or complain, I will take your last name." !”
Li Nanheng didn't stop, and said in a cold tone: "My last name? Anyone in this world who can have my last name is either my son or daughter, or my wife."
At this point, the man glanced back at her lukewarmly: "I look like someone who has a son as old as you?"
Feng Ling: "..."
Nan Heng was about to say the next thing, but when he looked at the young man who didn't understand the meaning of his words at all, he suddenly felt that he was out of his mind for saying what he just said to a man.
If you don't want to be a son, why should you be a wife
Pay him back. Is the mother a boy
Nan Heng's face turned even colder when he saw Feng Ling's confused expression, as if he could resist the words son and wife.
Feng Ling didn't understand the sensitive and unhappy feeling of the boss at the moment. He originally wanted to express his sincerity in trying hard, and he also wanted to make the somewhat stiff relationship with the boss peaceful, at least not always. This seems to be targeted.
So when the man turned away with a cold face, she quickly followed him.
Walking all the way back to the training ground to get the gun left there, the boy behind him was like a little tail that he couldn't shake off.
"Boss, if you want to strengthen the training, I can get up early in the morning to receive training. As long as the boss gives the order, I can arrive at any time."