1268: The VIP Is Here

The VIP Is Here

The basic training was finally over… Next was combat diving.2

The corners of the eyes of the male soldiers who were left behind were slightly red. It wasn't easy… They had endured so much that they lost a few layers of skin.

The male soldiers didn't complain at all. They weren't even comparable to the female soldier. How could they dare to complain?

Only one out of the three soldiers who were eliminated in the previous round and then came back remained. The two who left didn't look as indignant as they did in the previous round. Instead, they admitted their shortcomings and let down the trust Demon King Li had in them.

At that time, the sun was setting. The bright red sun was hanging at the end of the sea. The last rays of the sun were used to send the young soldiers away.

Someone started singing a military song. The male soldiers who were sitting down helped each other to stand up and sent their comrades off.

"Steel needs to be tempered, metal needs to be forged. Swords need to be sharpened and guns need to be wiped! Warriors love the training field, their sweat will water the heroes' flowers! Practice, practice, practice, let's practice combat, ho! Let's practice takedowns, remember the sacred mission! Love the military, practice your skills and protect the country!"

The soldiers who were left behind were singing. The leaving soldiers were singing. The song, 'Love the Military and Practice your Skills Song', accompanied by the most beautiful sunset, sent off their dear comrades.

While Ye Jian was singing the military song, Ye Ying was also making use of the time to sing the military song. She had made up her mind to enlist in the military. Under Ye Zhifan's selection, she decided to enlist in the military arts.

She had the foundation of singing and dancing, and she was also good at playing the piano. Coupled with her 165cm height and her temperament and appearance that was not bad. There wasn't a huge problem for her to enter the military without any accidents.

In order to let his daughter, Ye Ying, enlist in the military, Ye Zhifan, who thought that it would be best to enter the Beijing political party, had already started to run around. He was taking care of everything so that his daughter could have a good future.

"Yingying, are you done?" Sun Dongqing's voice came from outside the room. Tonight, the family of three was hosting a guest from the capital city. As the main character, Ye Ying was still tidying up in the room.

Sun Dongqing looked at the time. It was already 6 pm. She was afraid that she would leave a bad impression if she was late. Hence, she urged her daughter, "Hurry up. It's already 6 pm! Our appointment is at 7 pm. We need to reach ten minutes earlier to show our manners."

In the room, Ye Ying looked at herself in the mirror. She looked at her slim and graceful self in the mirror. She was wearing a blue knee-length princess dress. She nodded in satisfaction. She smoothed her black hair and opened the door.

Our family has a girl that has come of age. The 19-year-old Ye Ying looked good no matter her looks or aura. Sun Dongqing couldn't stop smiling.

"Pretty, pretty. My Yingying is so beautiful! Look at this small mouth and big eyes. Really really beautiful!"

Ye Ying smiled and twirled in front of Sun Dongqing. She raised her chin and said arrogantly, "How can I embarrass Father and you?" She heard that the person they invited tonight was extraordinary. They had a relative that was a diplomat too! If she didn't present herself properly, she wouldn't be able to answer her family!

When she enters the military unit, she must let that wretched Ye Jian watch her!

Ye Ying followed her parents to the most famous restaurant in the province. She had an upright posture and a smile on her face as she waited for the guests politely.

"Come, come, Brother Qin. This way, please." Someone outside the private room smiled as he opened the door. Then, the person who spoke walked in and said to Ye Zhifan, "Director Ye, the VIP is here. You must treat him well."

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