"This is really serious." Haishen stood up from the ground with a gentle smile, "Then what are you telling me? Uncle already knows it?"

"This...I am...Yes..." The little officer scratched his hair, embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Haishen was not in the mood to stand here and listen to his nonsense, holding his own clothes to go out, the little officer hurried to catch up.

"The battalion commander, wait for me. Your uncle said that this matter is for you to deal with. It is not convenient for him to come forward."

Hai Shen stopped, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes. One of his teachers does not use power to suppress others, so let his nephew use power to suppress others? Guicai believed that he was not afraid that he could not hold down Shen Feihu, and that he wanted to stand out as his mother.

"Battalion commander!" The little officer looked at him pitifully, afraid that he would disagree.

"Okay! I see, you go back!"

"Yes! Battalion commander!"

*******

Sheng Ning returned to the team at noon, and sent the luggage to the dormitory without seeing any acquaintances. I just met Teacher Qiubai on the road, and I didn't have time to see her hurriedly trying to say hello.

Holding the thick English original work, Qiu Bai walked along the road of the art troupe. She almost used to run, came to Yang Wenying's office, kicked the door open and rushed in without knocking.

In the office, Yang Wenying was writing documents with her head down, and she was not surprised to see Qiubai come in. Instead, he said in a light tone: "Why is so angry? Do you want to go to the infirmary to prescribe gunpowder?"

"Yang Wenying, are you crazy?" Qiu Bai slammed the book on the desk and made a loud noise, "I'll try to see if you are mentally ill."

Yang Wenying opened her hand, "No, I am fine!"

"You are so good, did you dare to hurt Hailan's ankle?" Qiu Bai couldn't believe that Yang Wenying could do this. When she heard things, she subconsciously thought that it must be someone else's rogue. . She didn't believe it yet, and she asked the people present in person, and she was sure it was true.

"Who is Hailan? You don't know what the background is, how dare you?"

"It's because of her background that I dare. If it's ordinary people, I promise to give it a good life." Yang Wenying slammed the pen on the table, leaned against the back of the chair with her arms around her chest, and looked at Qiu blankly. White. "Qiubai, isn't it a good thing you did? Hailan didn't want it at the time. You just wanted to recruit her into the army. What happened? It's just a **** stick, and the whole art troupe was messed up by her. It's naive to think that I dare not do anything with the background behind me!"

"Then you can't do this either." Qiubai was short of breath, and persuaded: "After all, she is your soldier. If you do this, the Hai family will investigate you for going to a military court."

"I'm just perfecting her, isn't it a good thing? She said that she had a bad ankle injury, so I couldn't confine her, then I would perfect her." Yang Wenying smiled indifferently, turning her head just to see Sheng Ning walking to the door, towards her Beckon.

Sheng Ning heard the quarrel far away from the inside, and as soon as he heard the secrets that he still couldn't hear, he turned around and left and was discovered. She smiled awkwardly, and bit her scalp in.

"Crazy, crazy...all crazy!" Qiu Bai shook his head, "I don't care, I won't stop you if you want to come here."

"Report!" Sheng Ning walked to the door, saluted and shouted.

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