you look a little handsome

Chapter 488
"What kind of eyes do you have?" The battalion commander looked at her angrily and said.

Luo Weiwei lowered her head silently.

The battalion commander raised his already high voice: "Why don't you speak when I ask you!"

Luo Weiwei didn't know whether to speak or to keep silent, because she had been scolded twice for no reason just now in order to answer the battalion commander's question.

Fan Guoyang took a deep look at Luo Weiwei, and then said "Report". The battalion commander looked at him and said, "Say."

Only then did Fan Guoyang speak: "Battle Commander, this is our third row. I'm not feeling well, so I'm late."

The battalion commander said coldly: "I think she is very comfortable!"

Fan Guoyang gave Luo Weiwei a warning look, and said, "It's my fault, I didn't take my subordinates with me."

Battalion Commander: "It's not your fault that you took it for the first time. You! Stand in the military posture for an extra half an hour today!"

Luo Weiwei has never had military training, but she knows what it means to stand in a military posture. She can accept whether it will last for half an hour, but the battalion commander's temper is really terrible.

But it was her fault first, so she endured it.

"You haven't returned to the team yet, what are you doing standing there?" Fan Guoyang urged her.

Luo Weiwei quickly ran to the position indicated by Mido, and stood at the corner of the team square.

Now she can see that this fierce-looking Instructor Fan is actually a kind person with a cold face and a warm heart!
The queue is arranged in order of height.

After Fan Guoyang came, he moved Luo Weiwei to the last row, but it happened to be next to Xiang Xinying.

While the instructor wasn't paying attention, she greeted Xinying, but Xiang Xinying didn't even look at her, and returned to her cold state.

She couldn't help feeling: Xiang Xinying is cuter when she's drunk.

After simply turning left and turning right for training, the whole battalion began to stand in a military posture. Unfortunately, Luo Weiwei was pulled to the front of the big square in the queue by the battalion commander.

But she had already lost face once for being late, anyway, she already lost face, so she was not afraid of losing face again, so even if she was pulled to the front, facing the hundreds of people in the camp, she still didn't blush, her heart didn't beat, and there were too many fleas Not afraid of biting the ground, his face is calm, and he stands in a serious military posture with his eyes on the front.

Fan Guoyang couldn't help admiring Luo Weiwei's psychological quality. As expected of a psychology major, this little heart is strong.

However, Luo Weiwei's strong heart didn't last long, because out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a handsome figure walking slowly by the side of the training ground.

Where!one!Sailing!

Luo Weiwei's brain crashed immediately, but the computer in charge of "shame" suddenly turned on, causing her face to turn red, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

How embarrassing... woo woo woo!

Luo Weiwei's face was tense, her heart was already broken.

Anyone can see it, but it happens to be seen by Fan Yihang!
No, Fan Yihang hasn't found her yet, so she must not be found!

……

Not far away, Fan Yihang was discussing with Professor Zan an article about the preparation of a new enzyme published in the New York Times.

Fan Yihang: "If it is simply used to help metabolism, it is very feasible, but if it is used to treat cancer as the newspaper said, it is almost nonsense."

Professor Zan sneered and said: "The person who published this news is a student of mine when I was in graduate school. He is exaggerated and his professionalism has never been high. I show you this news just to tell you that no matter what happens in the future No matter how high a position we are in, we must not forget our duty as human beings, and it is the long-term way to keep a low profile and do things in a down-to-earth manner.”

Fan Yihang nodded seriously: "Remember, thank you professor."

Both of them communicated in English, and they spoke fast and mixed with a lot of professional vocabulary. A group of students from the Department of Biochemistry of University A who followed behind them were half-knowledgeable. Looking at the training ground.

"Eh? Isn't that Fanzhu's girlfriend?"

Fan Yihang's footsteps froze and he looked towards the training ground.

Professor Zan followed suit, and after seeing Luo Weiwei in a special position, he smiled and praised without knowing the truth: "It seems that your girlfriend is also very good, and she has been selected as the leader."

Luo Weiwei, who stood at the front of the line and faced the students of the third battalion, pulled her head like an ostrich.

The next moment, a man in instructor's uniform walked over, raised his foot and kicked Luo Weiwei's calf, and sternly reprimanded: "How did you stand in a military posture? I forgot just after I finished speaking? It's only been 10 minutes!"

Seeing this scene, Fan Yihang frowned instantly.

He went to university in country B, and there is no such thing as military training before the start of school, but he had military training in Kyoto No. [-] Middle School in high school. Although there are such things as kicking by instructors, and the force is not very heavy, but When the incident happened to Luo Weiwei, he felt a little uncomfortable, and his face instantly became gloomy.

But he knew that if he went to stop it now, or make a phone call to ask the instructor to tell the instructor a few words, Luo Weiwei would indeed be spared the hardships of military training, but she might be questioned by other students at the same level and guesswork.

He knew that Luo Weiwei's classes in junior high school and even the school were not very popular, and he didn't want her to experience cold violence on campus again because of "special care".

He hesitated several times inwardly, his fists clenched tightly, but he didn't walk over after all, but his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"Yo yo yo, does Fan help you look distressed?"

The person who said this was a newcomer who just arrived today. He didn't know Fan Yihang's temperament, nor did he know the identity behind Fan Yihang, but everyone seemed to want to know Fan Yihang's appearance, seeing the change in Fan Yihang's expression Then I deliberately made fun of such a sentence.

The next moment, he noticed that the people around him looked at him with sympathy, as if they were saying: "It's so pitiful...

There was a thump in his heart, just as he thought that he had mistaken the person by flattering him, the next second Fan Yihang said, "Yes."

There is only one word, but the expression is very sure.

Yes, he was distressed.

Everyone was silent, even Professor Zan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and said, "You have a saying that makes a hero feel sad for a beauty, and that's a good point."

No matter how indifferent a person is, it will be different when they meet love.

Professor Zan glanced at the training ground and said, "Hang, let's go, start today's tasks early and finish early, so as to save time for your dear girlfriend, she looks very hard."

……

Luo Weiwei didn't just work hard, she was so full of bitterness that she didn't dare to write it on her face.

Because standing in the most obvious position, any subtle movements of her will be spotted immediately, so standing in a military posture is much, much harder than the people below, which is really hard to describe.

But who told her to sleep late?She slept late and was responsible for herself, but she didn't expect to run into Fan Yihang in this embarrassing scene.

Just now she turned her head and was kicked by the instructor, but she felt that Fan Yihang must have spotted her when she turned her head.

This is really an indescribable embarrassment, with no image at all, how can I get tough in front of him in the future?

Probably because the thoughts were all on "losing face", the time in the military posture passed quickly.

(End of this chapter)