I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

Looking at the man surrounded by people, An Ran suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

That was their Mulan's instructor.

Now it seems to have become the treasure of the entire military region.

"snort."

Anran slammed the cup down on the table and angrily took a bite of the steamed bun in her hand.

She muttered a curse under her breath, but her eyes still couldn't help glancing in that direction, looking at the man's profile and the way he smiled and clinked glasses with the brigade commander.

"Captain, you're going to crush that cup."

Beside them, Ram, whose mouth was full of oil, kindly offered a reminder.

"Eat your meat!" An Ran glared at her, annoyed. "If you say another word, you'll have to carry double the weight tomorrow!"

Ram shrank back and quickly buried his head in his food.

What's wrong with the captain now? He won the game, but his face is even more sour than if he lost.

on the main table.

Chen Zheng took a sip of goji berry water, his smile somewhat stiff.

He prefers to go to the subtropical rainforest and play sumo wrestling with mountain gorillas rather than engage in such social engagements.

After all, the gorilla really can't beat him.

But these old foxes, all they said were nice things, but they were actually trying to trick him into revealing his training secrets.

Can you give it to me?

That's a cheat code in the system; even if you were given it, you wouldn't be able to learn it.

Chen Zheng chuckled and brushed the topic aside, but his gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on the keyboard being fed by the female soldiers.

The keyboard really made a big difference in today's match.

But that's not what Chen Zheng is concerned about.

He was thinking about the system.

The main issue right now is learning how to use the keyboard.

He had already boasted that he would teach her.

It's impossible for someone to type "Instructor, Instructor, what are you going to teach me?" on the keyboard.

But every time, he would say, "Oh, go run twenty kilometers first and then come back."

outrageous.

Based on his experience, if he could resolve her inner conflict and complete her personal storyline, he should be able to obtain the electronic technology reward.

But how do I unlock this girl's personal storyline?

Chen Zheng stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

This girl is technically skilled, but her personality issues are quite obvious.

Too afraid to interact with people, lacking self-confidence, and having little sense of presence in real life, I can only seek recognition online.

According to the usual pattern, the formation of this kind of personality is mostly related to the family of origin.

Do you also have an awful relative like Guo Degang?

Or perhaps there was some horrific childhood trauma?

Father gambles, mother is sick, younger brother is studying?

Chen Zheng felt that as a responsible instructor, even without the system's rewards, he needed to understand the inner world of his team members.

"I need to find an opportunity to ask," he thought to himself. "Tonight would be best, to strike while the iron is hot."

Just then, the dinner party over there came to an end.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they lay there chatting.

Chen Zheng stood up, shook off the group of officers who were still talking incessantly, and walked directly towards the table of female soldiers.

The female soldiers, who had been playing around, instinctively wanted to stand up and salute when they saw the instructor approaching.

"Sit down, we're eating, there aren't so many rules."

Chen Zheng waved his hand and walked behind the keyboard.

The keyboard was rubbing its belly, burping contentedly, when it sensed the shadow behind it and nearly slipped off its chair in fright.

"Teach...instructor."

She tried to stand up in a panic, but Chen Zheng pressed her shoulder down.

"Are you full?"

"I'm...I'm full, I'm stuffed," Keyboard stammered, unaware of why the instructor wanted to talk to her at this moment.

"As long as you're full, that's fine."

Chen Zheng nodded, rolled his eyes at the team members around him who were all ears, and then looked at the keyboard. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"Um, Comrade Meiren."

"Please come to my office in about half an hour after you have digested this."

"I have something important to discuss with you privately."

After saying that, Chen Zheng didn't explain further. He put his hands behind his back, picked up the thermos, and slowly walked away.

Only an eerie silence remained on the dining table.

The keyboard froze.

To the office?

alone?

Is this so late at night?

"Oh my god..."

Ram was the first to react, and the bone in his mouth fell onto the table.

Her eyes widened as she looked at Chen Zheng's departing figure, then at the bewildered keyboard, and her expression instantly became quite interesting.

"Keyboard, you're pretty good!"

Ram leaned over with a mischievous grin and nudged the keyboard's waist with his elbow.

"So you're getting special treatment already?"

"Still one-on-one tutoring late at night?"

"What did you say?" Keyboard's face turned bright red instantly. "The instructor must be talking about serious business! Electronic warfare!"

"Come on."

Meng Yi shook her head, her expression unchanged, but her eyes clearly held a hint of mockery.

"Do we need to discuss serious matters in the middle of the night? And do we need to go to the office alone?"

"And look at the instructor's eyes just now, he clearly has some kind of secret he's hiding."

Several female soldiers nearby joined in the chatter, each with a gossipy smile on their face.

"Our keyboards are about to rise to the top and become phoenixes!"

"Should I call her 'Instructor's Wife' from now on?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it really didn't happen." Keyboard was almost crying, waving his hands wildly, "The instructor is so strict, how could it be..."

"Besides, isn't the instructor with Sister Anran..."

Upon hearing this, everyone remembered that Chen Zheng and An Ran had once been very close.

During this time, Chen Zheng took Jiang Nan out on dates and took Jianpan to the School of Communications for further studies. Coupled with the high-intensity training, everyone forgot about the rumors between An Ran and Chen Zheng.

Regardless of whether Chen Zheng actually has feelings for An Ran, everyone can see that An Ran does have some feelings for Chen Zheng.

And now, right in front of An Ran, they're gossiping about keyboards and instructors.

This... is a bit awkward.

Not far away.

An Ran watched this scene, her hand already crushed and deformed by the cola cup she was holding.

When Chen Zheng walked over just now, she even thought he was coming to see her.

As a result, the person didn't even glance at her and went straight to the keyboard.

And they even arranged to meet at the office late at night!

"What's so great about it?"

An Ran gritted her teeth and threw the deformed paper cup into the trash can.

"Let's talk privately..."

Although she was cursing, her eyes were fixed on the keyboard.

Watching that small, thin figure helpless amidst the teasing of the crowd, the inexplicable sense of crisis in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

Could it be that the instructor... likes this type?

Petite? Delicate? Needs protection?

An Ran looked down at her hands, calloused from years of fighting training, and then touched her hard abs, hardened from years of training.

At this moment, this female soldier, who had never been afraid on the battlefield, suddenly lost confidence in herself.

That damn scumbag!