Reborn At Weight Camp: General Don't Mess Around
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Her fine, black hair drooped onto her shoulders. Looking from one side, her face was very beautiful. He was so concentrated that Xia Jinyuan could not bear to disturb him. Accidentally, she stared at her graceful and beautiful goose-like neck for a few seconds. And then, he calmly threw his face away.

Absorbed in the exam paper, Ye Jian did not pay attention to his gaze. Sometimes, his long, white fingers gently caressed the paper. He was counting the last difficult puzzle.

Xia Jinyuan started to get busy around 10:20.

The communication device in the car goes off from time to time and someone will report their work process from the other side. Ye Jian had finished answering one piece of exam paper before they entered the highway. Seeing this, Ye Jian sat in the back seat to take a nap, so that he would not disturb him while he was at work.

During work, Xia Jinyuan was calm and fierce. His words and actions showed his noble disposition and natural leadership.

Confidence, calmness, and concentration Indeed, one can learn many qualities, which a soldier must possess, from him.

Perhaps because Ye Jian had only slept for two or three hours last night, Xia Jinyuan's deep, low-pitched voice sounded like a lullaby to him, making him close his eyes slowly ... He doesn't know when he's asleep.

When he woke up, the car had gone off the highway. Xia Jinyuan was driving on the national road towards her city.

It was three in the afternoon when they arrived at Fujun City. Ye Jian went to the New Recruitment Camp instead of his school. There are two Mandarin classes in the afternoon. He assumed Madam Ke also did not want to see her.

“Bring all your luggage. And this..” Xia Jinyuan did not drive into the camp. Instead, he parked under the camp.

He opened the trunk and took out a bag, in which the character "Xinhua Bookstore" was printed. Inside the bag were some military books he bought yesterday. “There are four books in it. They're all about basic military knowledge. You can see it.”

Only now did Ye Jian realize that some of the military introductory books he had seen in the car yesterday were meant to be given to him.

With a sincere smile, he thanked her. After his car disappeared from his sight, he glanced at the books presented by him. Exhaling softly, he walked to the camp.

When she returned to her dorm, she placed all her test papers on the shelf. He opened Xia Jinyuan's bag and was about to arrange four books from her. Inside the bag, he saw the archive pocket folded neatly between the books. It was the archive pouch he saw in Xia Jinyuan's hands at the police station.

Ye Jian's…

His name is written in the pocket of the archive. A person's handwriting style can tell a lot about his personality. And these characters seem strong and tough.

As Ye Jian's fingers gently squeezed the archive pocket, his eyes instantly lit up, and his tiny face was as bright and beautiful as a peach blossom!

This was the silver wire that he kept thinking about last night!!

Hurriedly, he opened the archive pocket and held a coiled silver wire in his hand. He gently spread it out, wrapping both ends in his left and right hands skillfully. He felt as if that cold touch had penetrated into his heart.

Just like last night, he wrapped the silver wire in his hand deftly, as if it was a living being that could do whatever he wanted.

Whirr. With a smooth sound, silver wire flew through the air and wrapped the bedpost tightly. When Ye Jian took back the silver wire, her eyes seemed to shine and she became even more beautiful. As she moved, she was as bright as a peach flower; when she was silent, she was as graceful as an orchid in an empty valley.

He gave it to me! He took it from the police station and gave it to me!