Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

Among all the high schools in City B, Yan Hua can only be regarded as a third-rate one, neither in terms of teachers nor students' family background. Therefore, the military training activities are mostly assigned to the excavation department and team stationed near the mountainous area every year, and everyone can easily fool around and pass.

But this year not only was mobilization a month earlier, the school also listed military training as a prerequisite for admission, giving the instructors absolute power of life and death. Under such harsh conditions, almost all the high schools in City B rushed to register first, and would rather save face than send students to participate.

All this information has verified one point - the identities of this group of instructors are definitely not ordinary.

Ever since she nearly caught her eyes while running just now, Qin Qing mingled in the crowd to restrain her breath, and lowered her head as much as possible to avoid eye contact with the other party.

"Everyone is there, sit down cross-legged!" On the flag-raising platform, the instructor stood upright, and the password was transmitted to every corner of the playground without any loudspeaker equipment, "Hello students, I am your next month of military training." The assistant instructor, surnamed Shi, I will be responsible for the seriousness of your training, and the other three instructors will also supervise..."

The other three people on the stage were also tall and tall. When they stepped forward to introduce each other, Luo Zihang in the audience couldn't help but touch the young man next to him with his knee.

"Do you feel that there are a pair of eyes staring at us?" He lowered his head, moved his lips, and his voice came out from between his teeth, but the muscles around him couldn't help but tense a little bit.

The vigilance honed from the battlefield this month made him extremely sensitive to sight, and he could feel that glowing gaze without raising his head.

"...Mmm." Qin Qing pursed her lips, her hands on her knees curled up unconsciously, and the familiar premonition in her heart became stronger.

The four people on the stage are only auxiliary instructors, which means that there is still a chief instructor who did not show up.

that person……

Before she could remember that face, the four people on the stage who had finished introducing themselves suddenly turned around, put their legs together and stood at attention in salute, and said loudly, "Report, the team has assembled, please give instructions."

The sudden solemn salute made many people look up curiously, and saw a tall figure standing a hundred meters away. The scorching sun's dazzling light blurred people's vision, but they just glanced over. It makes people feel terrified.

The man seemed to be wearing a layer of ice that would not melt for a thousand years. The military boots under his feet were crushed on the runway and he walked slowly. Every step seemed to hear the sound of the ice cracking. As the cold approached, the man wrapped in camouflage Under the perfect inverted triangle figure, the unparalleled handsome face under the black hair also came into view little by little.

At that moment, it was as if a huge iceberg was coming head-on, and at the same time, it was so shockingly beautiful that it was too cold to look directly at it.

Such a strong sense of oppression is sometimes difficult for even the soldiers who stay by his side all year round, let alone a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old children.

For a while, there was a sound of panting on the playground.

Luo Zihang also involuntarily held his breath, looked away with difficulty, and inadvertently saw the slightly trembling fist of the young man beside him, and couldn't help worrying: "Aye, are you feeling unwell?"

Naturally, he would not attribute the boy's reaction to fear. After all, the person in front of him is a master who is afraid of both black and white. Others are afraid of her.

However, the always calm and calm young man did not respond this time. When everyone couldn't help lowering their heads to avoid the sharp edge, her eyes fell on the man's cold face in a daze.

If it wasn't for the fact that the sweat on her back was so real, she would have almost thought that she had a hallucination due to heatstroke.

Why is he here?

The military boots made a dull sound on the stone steps. The man's stalwart figure stood directly in front of the flag raising platform, his eyes ruthlessly patrolled the crowded heads of the audience, and then he spat out short words from his thin lips, "My surname is Feng, your chief instructor."

He didn't raise his pitch by roaring, but because the scene was too silent, the deep and magnetic voice was accurately transmitted to everyone's ears.

In the hot weather, everyone shivered subconsciously, feeling a bit chilly behind them.

Several instructors standing behind the man exchanged glances with each other calmly.

‘Boss, what’s the matter today, this voice is about to drop ice scum. '

‘I don’t know, it was fine just now. Get out and block the boss and don't let the boss show off his power, otherwise this group of students will die here. '

After a tacit exchange of words, several people reached a consensus. The thick-skinned Shi Yuan was summoning up the courage to stand up and send his boss back to rest, but just as his knee moved, he suddenly heard his boss speak again.

"Yan Hua, the second to last in the seventh row of the queue, come out." The man suddenly started to roll the roll with no expression on his face, and the cold and terrifying voice scared all the students in the audience.

But everyone in class seven who happened to be sitting in the seventh row showed worried faces and couldn't help asking from the corner of their eyes, but no one could figure out why the chief instructor would directly target class seven.

A few seconds later, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a slender figure in flaxen casual clothes stood up. His delicate and handsome facial features and fair and transparent skin exposed to the sun caught everyone's attention.

When the few people in the stands who were still puzzled saw this face, their foreheads twitched immediately, a sense of familiarity welled up in their hearts, and they almost burst into foul language on the spot.

"Name." Ignoring the shocked and inexplicable gazes on and off the stage, the man's cold tone did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Facing such an indifferent face, the young man who stood only a few meters away from the stage also had a tense expression, his lips pursed into a straight line were slightly pale, but he remained silent.

In the silence, Luo Zihang beside him couldn't help but looked up worriedly, and what he saw was the boy's fist clenched until the knuckles were slightly white. Due to excessive squeezing, the knuckles were still faintly cracking. Let people get a glimpse of their depressed emotions at the moment.

"Name." The man's colder voice sounded repeatedly like a ruthless and rigid machine, as if the boy would keep asking if he didn't answer. The atmosphere at the scene was dragged into a stalemate by this oppressive silence.

No one dared to step forward to stop them at such a time, even breathing became cautious, for fear that once the calm was broken, the scene would fall apart.

The young man kept staring at the tall figure like this, his nails dug into his palms until he was numb, and even his lips tasted blood. Then, she gently closed her eyes, and finally gave up resistance.

"Song Ruye."