The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Is it Song Shiqin?

Standing in the afterglow of the morning sun, he has a stalwart figure, like a straight pine tree.

The whole body is covered with a layer of snow light.

Iron-boned.

A military cap was pressed on his head, casting a shadow on his face, making it difficult to see his true face.

Only the cold and hard jaw, which is as delicate as a knife, is exposed.

Sharp and calm.

It gives people an almost oppressive sense of mystery.

The contemporary little fresh meat was turned into scum in seconds before they saw the light.

Chu Jin looked at him calmly.

If this person is really Song Shiqin.

That's really overkill.

It also means that this military training will not be as casual as in previous years, and they will face a real test.

At this moment, the man raised his eyes lightly, and met Chu Jin's scrutinizing eyes. His sharp facial features were exposed in the morning light, his eyes were deep and calm, and his eyes slowly passed across her face. There was no ripple in the light.

It was Song Shiqin.

Both of them looked back very calmly, as if they didn't know each other.

Qiao Muyan was extremely excited.

The instructor in front of her was clearly the man she met the night before.

It really was him!

He really came here, he must have come for himself, otherwise, he wouldn't have become his instructor by such a coincidence.

The man in front of her was tall and mighty, better than any man she had ever known.

Qiao Muyan quietly sized him up, her face turned slightly red.

I don't know if he saw himself?

"Students," the counselor standing aside said at this moment, "Let me introduce to you, this is Song Shiqin, who will be the instructor of your military training for the next 30 days."

Qiao Muyan looked up at Song Shiqin, so he is still a military commander? Even the counselors are respectful to him, so he must be quite an official, right?

Looks, family background, are all outstanding.

It's a good match for her.

Song Shiqin took two steps forward, swept everyone around, and then said slowly, "I'm Song Shiqin, Song from Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. When it's time, Qin Chong, everyone can call me Instructor Song."

The deep voice contained harshness and domineering, which made people breathless. This instructor was handsome and majestic enough.

All the students have a kind of fear.

Song Shiqin raised his eyes slowly, and continued, "Boy squad leader and girl squad leader come out!"

"yes."

"yes."

The two voices spoke in unison, Chu Jin and Jiang Yifeng came out at the same time, and all the eyes of the students were on them.

The sun slowly poked its head out from the clouds, coating the earth with a layer of golden light. Both of them were wearing the same camouflage uniform, showing youthful vigor, especially Chu Jin, her back was straight like a bamboo , different from the usual white clothes and black trousers, at this time she has a more heroic temperament.

There is no one who can wear the old-fashioned camouflage uniform so beautifully!

Qiao Muyan clenched her fists slightly, and frowned tightly.

Chu Jin can be found everywhere! This man really tried his best to show off!

She couldn't have fallen in love with Song Shiqin and wanted to seduce him, right?

Song Shiqin came here for himself, how could he let Chu Jin snatch it away?

Qiao Muyan panted heavily.

My heart was very dull.

She couldn't breathe, but it had to be said that Chu Jin's appearance posed a certain threat to her.

Song Shiqin looked up at the two of them, and said in a deep voice, "The two monitors will introduce themselves first, starting with the boys."

Jiang Yifeng subconsciously straightened his body, "Report to Instructor Song, I am the monitor of the boys class, Jiang Yifeng! The river of the Yangtze River, the Yi of the Yifu Building, the wind of the wind." With a height of 1.78 meters, Jiang Yifeng's appearance can be said to be the best among boys. He is more outstanding, and he is also very confident.

But in front of this instructor Song who is nearly 1.88 meters tall, he looks a little green.

Jiang Yifeng couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Song Shiqin nodded and turned his gaze to Chu Jin.

"Report to Instructor Song, I am Chu Jin, the class leader of the girls." Chu Jin looked forward, her clear and juan face showed no extra expression, and her voice was clear and clear, "Chu from the Chu River and Han Realm, and Jin from Jinxiu River and Mountain."

Since Song Shiqin acted like he didn't know her, it was unavoidable, so she could just pretend that she never knew him.

do not know each other.

Each owes nothing.

Good.

Song Shiqin looked normal, and then said, "From the moment you put on the camouflage uniform, you are a soldier! From now on, you are not alone, but a group! The army has its rules, and in the next three For ten days, no one is allowed to be late or leave early, and if one person makes a mistake, all will be punished! There is no willingness in the army, only obedience! Before speaking or doing something, make a report, do you understand?"

In the last sentence, the decibel of the voice was deliberately raised, which shocked people and dared not refuse.

Qiao Muyan looked at Song Shiqin with bewildered eyes.

Such a man is really charming!

"Understood!" Everyone shouted in unison, the voice was deafening and majestic.

It is estimated that he was also intimidated by this powerful instructor.

"Very good," Song Shiqin nodded in satisfaction, looked around the crowd, and continued, "Now the two class monitors are starting to check the grooming of the boys and girls. Boys are not allowed to wear makeup, watches, bracelets and other accessories, and are not allowed to have long nails. Girls are not allowed to dishevel their hair, make up, or wear any jewelry, and their mobile phones will be confiscated, and all unqualified ones will be corrected on the spot!"

After hearing this sentence, there was a sound of wailing, and all the boys and girls had mournful faces, more uncomfortable than the death of their parents.

This instructor is too strict.

They are college students, and they have not really come to serve in the army.

How many girls don't wear makeup nowadays? You can't go out to meet people without makeup, okay? What's even more frightening is that the mobile phone has to be confiscated! During the military training, no one is allowed to leave the school gate. Confiscating the mobile phone is tantamount to isolation from the world.

The boys are also sighing, it's hard to accept that it's just that the hair doesn't fit the ear. They boys also pay attention to hairstyles, don't they?

Isn't there such a saying, whether you are handsome or not depends on your hairstyle.

Qiao Muyan didn't say a word, for love, she can sacrifice everything, wouldn't she not wear makeup? Why don't you just confiscate your phone?

And you have to confiscate your mobile phone! Without mobile phones, how can they eat chicken? How to tease a girl? There are so many girls in military training on the playground, they still want to add WeChat to each other!

Everyone sighed, "Instructor, can you stop confiscating your phone?"

"We are here to go to school, not to be soldiers."

"that is……"

"Not convinced, are you?" Song Shiqin swept the crowd lightly, with endless pressure in his eyes, suddenly raised his voice, "Everyone has it, stand at attention!"

With an order, everyone straightened up.

"Relax."

Song Shiqin walked around the crowd while talking, "Run! Ten laps of the playground! Gather at the same spot after the run!"

The students who were complaining just now were so frightened that they didn't even dare to take a breath, and ran out quickly!

What a pity.

Meeting such an inhuman instructor.

It's only the first day, and it's been so difficult, how will I live the remaining thirty days.

After all, everyone is a spoiled baby with soft skin and tender meat.

After the first lap, everyone was blushing and heartbeating.

The second lap, with ease.

On the third lap, out of breath.

On the fourth lap, sweat was pouring down.

On the fifth lap, I was exhausted.

On the sixth lap, I felt pain all over my body.

Seventh circle, doubt life.

...

After running the tenth lap, when they returned to the original place to gather, everyone ignored the lady-like image of men in the past, and directly collapsed on the ground, panting heavily, so tired that they didn't even have the strength to speak.

Only Chu Jin still didn't blush and her heart didn't beat, but standing there was too conspicuous, so she also chose a place to sit down.

Chu Tian sat next to her, and passed a bottle of mineral water over, "Sister, drink water."

Chu Jin smiled and declined, "Thank you, I'm not thirsty."

Chu Tian knew her concerns, so she didn't say anything, just unscrewed the bottle cap and started to drink water. She is not Chu Jin, she has such a perverted physique, after ten laps, she looks like she just got out of the water tank , is close to collapse.

Some of the girls wore makeup straight away, just like pandas, a little embarrassed, and what was even more embarrassing was that they still turned their heads and laughed with the people around them without knowing it.

Qiao Muyan's situation was not much better. Although she used high-end waterproof cosmetics, high-end cosmetics could not stand such a test.

But she is more self-aware than other girls.

At this moment, I am holding a small mirror and performing self-remediation in front of the mirror.

Song Shiqin received the mineral water from an officer, unscrewed the cap, and took a few sips with his head raised.

"Brother Song, there are so many beauties in your class." There was no lack of envy in the officer's tone.

He was assigned to the major of information engineering, and he was all male soldiers, unlike Song Shiqin, who had a balanced gender balance, and they were all very attractive.

Song Shiqin glanced at him, "I asked you to come here to see beautiful women?"

The officer quickly retracted his gaze, quickly lowered his head, and knew that he was overstepping, so he stopped talking.

Song Shiqin took a few steps forward, stood there condescendingly, like a monarch, looking down at the crowd, and then said slowly, "Everyone is here! Stand at attention!"

The students immediately got up from the ground and stood up.

"Stand up straight for me! Head up, chest out, abdomen in, hips up," Song Shiqin shuttled through the queue, walking past row by row, and before approaching a single person, that person became a little nervous, "Close your fingers tightly." Trouser seam! Don't move!"

He walked to Chu Jin's side and stopped. From his angle, what he saw happened to be her side face. Under the sun, this person's porcelain-like skin had almost no pores, which was perfect to the extreme.

Chu Jin's current height is 1.68 meters, which is considered outstanding among a certain kind of girls, but in front of Song Shiqin, she is a full 20 centimeters shorter.

"All of them! Turn right." Song Shiqin continued with a calm expression. Although he was standing beside Chu Jin, he still seemed to have not seen her.

"brush!"

All the staff turned right.

Now it's face to face.

Chu Jin passed Song Shiqin, looked ahead with a faint brow.

Song Shiqin couldn't hold it back after all, and while he was inspecting the crowd, his gaze stayed on her face for a few seconds, and then he retracted his gaze without a trace.

"Attention! Rest!"

"Swipe, brush." ​​The movements were uniform and looked very imposing, but in the eyes of these soldiers licking blood on the tip of their knives, they could be regarded as pediatrics at best, and the real training was cruel and bloody.

"The two monitors come out."

Both Chu Jin and Jiang Yifeng took a few steps forward.

Song Shiqin continued, dignified and unrefutable, "Start to collect the mobile phone, check the appearance, and correct all those who fail on the spot."

Now everyone didn't dare to say anything, and they didn't even dare to move.

Nearby were two officers carrying a locked surface.

Another officer brought scissors and nail clippers.

Seeing this, everyone gasped, and their hearts turned cold. It seemed that this instructor was going to get serious.

Chu Jin and Jiang Yifeng acted separately.

Get your phone first.

Everyone reluctantly took out their mobile phones.

Seeing Chu Jin who was about to walk to her side, Qiao Muyan's face was full of resignation, really, why should Chu Jin be the monitor of this class, obviously she was the one to be the monitor of the class.

Song Shiqin can only find himself when he is the class monitor.

"Mobile phone." Chu Jin walked to Qiao Muyan's side and reminded him softly.

Qiao Muyan bit her lip, reluctantly took the phone out of her pocket, Chu Jin reached out to take it, but before her hand touched the phone, Qiao Muyan suddenly let go.

The phone immediately drooped in a straight line.

The Guozi brand mobile phone is very fragile. If it falls like this, the screen may not be able to keep it.

The students standing by all breathed a sigh of relief. It was a limited-edition fruit brand mobile phone. Although it wasn't hers, she felt very distressed.

What Qiao Muyan wanted was such an effect. If the phone was broken, it would be Chu Jin's negligence, and Chu Jin's position as squad leader would definitely be lost.

Not only that, but he will also become Chu Jin's creditor.

A poor man like Chu Jin certainly cannot afford such an expensive mobile phone.

In this case, he can suppress Chu Jin everywhere.

It's too late, but it's fast.

At the moment when the phone was about to fall to the ground, Chu Jin slowly raised her right foot and kicked it lightly. She kicked the phone into the air, and then reached out to fish it, and she just took the phone in her hand.

The whole movement is connected into a series, flowing and flowing, very handsome.

Seeing everyone stunned, he took a deep breath.

Even with that, several officers nearby all looked at her in surprise, the little girl was quick enough to move.

Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice.

Qiao Muyan was about to die of anger, she didn't want such a result.

Not only didn't Chu Jin make a fool of himself, but instead made her show off in front of everyone.

"What else?" Chu Jin took the phone and looked at Qiao Muyan again, because there was more than one phone in her pocket.

Qiao Muyan squeezed her pocket tightly, "What are you talking about? I don't understand." How did Chu Jin know that he had two mobile phones?

Seeing that she was unwilling to hand it in, Chu Jin didn't say much, and walked in front of the next girl. The instructor just asked her to collect the mobile phone. Did she ask her to collect a few?

After collecting the mobile phone, I started to collect the jewelry and check the appearance.

There are still many rich second generations in universities in Beijing.

These people either don't wear jewelry, or they have real gold and silver, diamond necklaces, emeralds, agates, everything.

And almost every girl's nails are unqualified.

With a cold face, Song Shiqin gave each of the girls a nail scissors and asked them to cut off their nails.

This is undoubtedly the most cruel.

Faced with the manicures that have been carefully cared for, no one can bear to do it, and finally have to cut it off.

None of the boys were spared.

Broken hair fell to the ground.

Qiao Muyan looked at Song Shiqin standing there, frowned slightly, recalling the scene when Song Shiqin gave him nail clippers just now, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even look at her more.

Was it because he took off his makeup that he didn't recognize himself?

But the ID photo is also a photo without makeup.

If he didn't recognize himself, how would he know the class he was in?

Or, he was afraid of bad influence, so he deliberately pretended not to know himself?

Is that so?

Qiao Muyan was a little distressed.

In other words, is he being self-indulgent? He doesn't like himself at all, and doesn't take himself seriously?

But if he didn't come for himself, why did he appear here?