Song Tan's Notes

Chen Yuan can be the team leader; he truly has that personal charisma.

Honest, fair, considerate, and magnanimous
In short, he has many advantages, and everyone admires him.

But this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is going too far by giving someone special treatment!
unacceptable!

After the city girl named Liang Jing left, his teammates glared at him angrily, slowly preparing for the second round while gritting their teeth and accusing him:
"Captain, how could you do this?"

I've completely betrayed the trust my brothers have placed in me! They're going to tattle on me soon.

Chen Yuan, however, remained completely calm.

"This isn't a regular competition; it's a matchmaking event."

What is the theme of the matchmaking event?
It's to build rapport.

Liang Jing's open and generous encouragement and proactive gestures can bring them closer, so what's wrong with him offering a few words of advice?

If other girls also want such hints, then it depends on whether they can click with the person they choose and whether they can get along well.
Why isn't this a form of communication?

Looking at his disappointing teammates, Chen Yuan sighed:
So stupid it's unbelievable!

The teammates were so aggrieved they were about to cry.

Before, everyone lived in a closed, communal environment. There was some backstabbing and infighting, but the environment was rather monotonous. After being discharged from the military, they had less interaction with others, so now they live in a harmonious atmosphere in this village.

All their cunning and shrewdness vanished with the eating and drinking, leaving them utterly useless!
What else can we do?

Did he use all sorts of cunning and scheming to successfully overthrow the team leader and get promoted to security captain?
That's not bad enough.

But that's how the brain works; use it or lose it. I never expected this.

But don't panic, there's still a chance.

Liang Jing was the first to try it, and although it's unclear what the two discussed, the joy on her face was unmistakable.

Then, two more bold girls stepped forward from the crowd and started chatting with people they felt a connection with.

Although they may not all have such news, the atmosphere of the matchmaking event was instantly created.

Zhang Yanping and Dr. Guo finally arrived to see what was going on, having missed so many of the earlier details, and couldn't help but feel annoyed:
"I told you earlier that there are fewer patients on rainy days, so you can make those pills later."

Dr. Guo glanced at him, her voice tinged with annoyance: "If I had come earlier, I could have seen these security guards running 3 kilometers without even panting—yes! Why did I have to make pills at this time?"

Zhang Yanping fell silent.

After a while, he changed the subject, saying, "Oh well, what's done is done. In this sweltering heat, seeing a bunch of smelly men running around all dirty and sweaty, there's nothing to see. You doctors should be a little bit fastidious, right?"

Before Dr. Guo could speak, the two girls standing in front turned around and glared angrily at Zhang Yanping.

hiss!
Seeing his terrifying, fierce, and unkind appearance, his fierce expression froze on his face, and then he quickly turned away.

Although the two women instinctively shrank their shoulders and began to move aside in small steps, the distance wasn't far enough that the others could still hear their whispered conversation:
"A man who is petty really seems to lack perspective..."

"Yeah, how can there be someone like that in this village? So petty and looking so fierce. Could he have escaped from somewhere? Move over a bit more..."

Guo Dong burst out laughing.

Zhang Yanping's already dark complexion darkened even further.

But what could he do? He was furious for a moment, but he had no choice but to swallow his anger. Xin Jun, standing next to him, put his fist to his lips, grunted, and finally couldn't hold back. He turned his head and laughed, his whole body shaking slightly.

Zhang Yanping glared angrily!

If I can't handle a young girl, can't I handle my good brother?

Seeing that the second round of the competition hadn't even started yet, he immediately stretched out his thick arm, grabbed Xin Jun's shoulder, and pulled him towards Zhou Tianyu's side, then reached out and took the microphone from his hand:
"Hey, hey—ladies, look over here! This is my good brother Xin Jun! Although he can't match the physical strength of professionals, he's a teacher, so he's especially good at taking care of children, educating them, and helping them with their homework. Plus, he's a freelancer, so he has plenty of time!"

"My brother is the perfect man for a stable family life! Ladies, please give him a chance!"

He was smug and self-satisfied. After saying these words, he reached out and shoved the microphone into the stunned Zhou Tianyu's hand.

The other person frowned slightly, tilted their head back, and was about to say something, but staring at his face, they swallowed their words and silently moved two steps to the side.

And what about Xin Jun?

He remained standing by her side, showing no sign of panic.

Zhang Yanping turned her head to look at him, feeling that something was not quite right—

Didn't he initially say he didn't intend to participate in the matchmaking event, that he was just there for fun? How did he end up saying all that himself? Isn't he even a little bit ashamed?

Not only was she not shy, Xin Jun even smiled slightly, tilted her head slightly toward him, and whispered:

"Hey mob boss, who are you calling 'Miss'? Don't you want to take a look at your face? And your posture?"

Who would choose a partner over upright and dignified soldiers and instead choose a pretty boy who is surrounded by gangsters and has an extremely close relationship with them, and who is definitely not a good person?
Xin Jun wasn't so resistant to falling in love, but he was self-aware.

Ulan subtly told them several times not to go together; wasn't the meaning obvious?

Her originally gentle and refined demeanor made her look like a strategist for a mafia boss when she was next to Zhang Yanping.

The image of a smiling tiger, someone who does nothing but deceive others, is practically the first thing that comes to mind for most people.

So no matter how Zhang Yanping explained things, Xin Jun didn't panic at all.

Zhang Yanping gritted her teeth immediately.

It was a miscalculation, but leaving now seems like an attempt to cover it up. Even fewer people will believe it!

Guo Dong sighed.

What can we do?

She's not particularly confident, so finding a dim-witted man to boost her confidence isn't very rational, but it's understandable, right?
Looking at Song Tan, she was holding Lu Chuan's arm and was about to burst out laughing.

Lu Chuan couldn't help but chuckle and reminded him, "Hurry up and let him down. If he stays on the stage any longer, people will start to suspect that our matchmaking event is secretly extorting money and violating policies."

Absolutely!
Aunt Zhang Hong suddenly realized what was happening. She noticed a bunch of dried mugwort hanging on the wall, grabbed it, and rushed over, slapping Zhang Yanping on the back with a "smack."
"Stop causing trouble here! You're scaring me to death!"

"Ouch!"

The mugwort didn't hurt much when it hit someone, and it even broke off a few leaves. But caught off guard, Zhang Yanping still managed to dodge awkwardly, and was then shoved off the stage.

Xin Jun stood on the stage, his detachment from worldly desires displaying remarkable composure. He smiled calmly at everyone and gracefully stepped down from the stage. (End of Chapter)