600: Can't Find A Praise More Suitable

Can't Find A Praise More Suitable

Ye Jian, it's actually… Ye Jian!2

Besides having a super-strong memory, and amazing observation skills, she actually had hidden abilities like this!

Are Luo Ran and Yao Jing blind? Why are they provoking her?!

"Ye Jian. Isn't that the girl who gave Luo Ran a bloody face and kicked the basketball like it was a soccer ball?" There were students from the third year who knew her. Ye Jian did something incredible that day at the basketball court, smacking the school's notorious punk. It wasn't something ordinary people could do!

Hearing that, Yang Heng frowned and said in a deep voice, "She didn't mean it. She accidentally hit him when she returned the ball." This would only make Luo Ran less likely to let Ye Jian off.

"I didn't say she did it on purpose. I don't think that's possible. Yang Heng, it sounds like you know her? How, how? This junior looks pretty."

Those in the third year all knew about that. If they wanted a relationship, they would find time to get into one. If they wanted to study, they would focus on their studies and not listen to anything that happened, putting all their energy into revision.

And those students who didn't have good grades were more relaxed. They would pay attention to some of the big things that happened in school.

Ye Jian's name was well-known, but no one really knew her. At this moment, everyone knew. Turns out that that was Ye Jian!

Yang Heng was always annoyed by these topics. He glanced at his classmate and saw the pimples on his face and laughed, "Why, is your heart fluttering? Have you seen her skin? Her skin is white and soft like an egg, and it shines in the sun. Don't get too overboard!"

His voice had a bit of mockery in them. The boys around could hear it clearly, and even the soldiers who were there to maintain order didn't hold back their laughter.

What he said was true.

Other people were dirty when they sweat. But when Ye Jian sweated, it was like clean white snow was melting, making people feel comfortable.

Her dark eyes shone in the sun, like a crescent moon hanging high on a tree, bright enough for people to want to chase the moon.

Just her appearance alone was enough to amaze the boys. But her aura was cold like a sword and proud like a pine tree. She had a military might that they looked up to, and a majestic aura that they could only see from afar and not profane.

"Gorgeous, elegant, talented, and smart… Such a person still exists, I didn't study Senior High for nothing." Compared to the straightforward students in science, the boys in the liberal arts were much more reserved.

There were no other words that were suitable to praise her.

The fifteen-minute break was extended for five minutes, and Ye Jian stood in the 'military stance' for five minutes. She met the standard of 'five points, one line' and even the veterans would be impressed!

The military stance was the most important one of all. Abdomen in, chest out, head raised, eyes straight forward, shoulders pushed back, with body strong as steel. It was a military posture that displayed the tenacity of soldiers!

At 3.11 pm in the afternoon, the wind blew and the yellow dust on the training ground flew up. Someone exclaimed and quickly raised their hands to wipe the dust off from their eyes. Almost half of the students were affected by the sand.

Yang Heng, who reacted fast, closed their eyes and waited for the sand and dust to settle before opening their eyes. He then saw the dust rolling in the wind past the figure that stood in the middle of it all… It's been ten minutes, there should be some reaction at the very least.

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