Chapter 869

Qianling is the younger brother of Qianye, a mother and twin. In Qianye's eyes, Qianling has always been an excellent son of Qianjia. Whether in words and deeds or business talent, it is the key training object of the next generation of Qianjia core strength.

Qian Lin believes in Qian Ling's words.

Of course, no matter what the truth is, Qianling is beaten in the face, and he can't turn a blind eye to him.

"In Zhejiang and Hangzhou, there are even foreign freshmen who dare to challenge thousands of children." Qianye drinks all the tea in the cup, and looks indifferent and says, "which class are you talking about Luofeng?"

Smell speech, thousand Ling spirit a vibration, hastily nodded to open a way, "I checked, Chinese Department, classical philology 1 class."

"Well, I remember." Qian Ye nodded, "if there is nothing else, I will go back first. The discipline of the army is very strict. I can't come out for too long."

"See, big brother, this matter, please you." Qianling Zhensheng speaks.

Without saying anything more, Qianye leaves the teahouse and returns to a dormitory building of Zhejiang Hangzhou University. The entrance of a dormitory on the first floor.

Qian Ye tapped on the door, "report."

"Come in." A sound came up.

Qian Ye opens the door and salutes toward the inside, "good battalion commander."

In front of an office desk, a man in military uniform raised his head. This man is the battalion commander of Shendao camp, Zhang Tieniu!

Qianye looks at Zhang Tieniu with admiration in his eyes.

Zhang Tieniu, the oldest soldier in Shendao camp, was born in poverty. With his own efforts, he became a soldier of Shendao camp and later promoted to battalion commander. It is said that two years ago, Zhang Tieniu was selected and sent to sword soldiers for special training. Finally, Zhang Tieniu was selected, but he still returned to Sabre camp.

For Zhang Tieniu, Shendao camp is his second home!

All the people in the Shendao camp love this iron and blood battalion commander incomparably.

"Come on, what can I do for you?" Although Zhang Tieniu was extremely strict in training, he was still kind to his comrades in arms in private and opened his mouth with a smile.

"Battalion commander, I want to apply to you." Qian Ye raises his head and shakes his voice, "I want to be the instructor of class 1 of classical philology in Chinese department!"

"Oh?" Zhang Tieniu looks at Qianye, "why."

"Report to battalion commander, I'm from Zhejiang and Hangzhou. I'm in class 1 of classical philology in Chinese department. There are several people related to me. I want to train them in person." Qianye has already thought out his speech and speaks without thinking.

Zhang Tieniu's eyes are fixed on Qianye. For a moment, he lowers his head and picks up a form, "which class instructors are you to be? I have already arranged it here. Qianye, the class you want to train... " Zhang Tieniu looked for it and immediately said with a smile, "compared with other departments, the physical fitness of class 3 of the Department of physical education is naturally the best. You may also get better results when you are the instructor of class 3 of the Department of physical education and perform before the end of military training."

What else does Qianye want to say.

"What's more, you've come too. This form has just been published." Zhang Tieniu said, "as the so-called military orders are like mountains, it is not allowed to change them easily."

Although Qianye is a little disappointed, he still nods, "I understand, battalion commander."

"By the way, who is the instructor of class 1 of classical philology in Chinese department?" Qianye can't help asking again.

My interpersonal relationship in Shendao camp is still very good. Even if I can't be an instructor of classical philology in Chinese Department, it's not easy to be a freshman?

Zhang Tieniu took a look at the form. "Well, for the sake of your excellent performance, I can open a back door for you. The instructor of class 1 of classical philology in Chinese department is Zhen Yingong. You can discuss it personally. If he agrees to change classes with you, you can report to me."

Hearing Zhen Yingong's name, Qianye can't help but give a sharp puff!

"Yes, drillmaster!"

After paying a salute, Qianye turns and leaves the instructor's dormitory.

Qianye's heart can't help getting entangled.

He is a senior general of Shendao camp, with outstanding achievements. However, there is another person who keeps pace with him in almost every achievement. That is what Zhang Tieniu said about Zhen Yingong!

This man, in the Shendao camp, is called the big bow.

A guy with a straight gut, just like a bow and arrow, will not turn when it is shot out. More importantly, in Shendao camp, the competition between Qianye and Zhen Yingong is fierce, and their relationship is not good at ordinary times.

If this guy agrees to change shifts with himself, Qianye feels hopeless before asking.

However, Qianye still bravely goes to find Zhen Yingong.

"Big bow, I'll discuss something with you." Qianye opens his mouth with a smile. Standing in front of him is a strong man with dark skin. "I heard that you are the instructor of class 1 of Classical Philology of Chinese Department, and I am the instructor of class 3 of physical education department."

"Are you here to show off?" Zhen Yingong frowned and said in a cold voice, "however, I'm afraid I'll let you down. I don't know which class's performance is better before the final performance.""No, no, big bow, you misunderstood." Thousand Ye laughs, "I want to say, how about we change a class to train?"

"You look down on me?" Zhen Yingong frowned more tightly. He shook his hand and began to speak in a loud voice, "Qianye, I dare to say aloud to you that in a month, the class I'm taking will not be worse than you."

Chiye, "..."

The goods are just rotten stones in the pit!

Qianye tries to resist the impulse to scold him. He looks at Zhen Yingong. He makes a sound. His heart moves and the corners of his mouth are light. He changes his mind. "OK, in this case, Dagong, I won't force you." Qian Ye smiles at Zhen Yingong, "however, I just want to ask Da Gong for one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"There is a student named Luo Feng in class 1 of classical philology in Chinese department." "This man is my friend, I think Big bow, you can take care of him

"Every student in military training is treated equally, and there are those who engage in specialization?" As expected, Qianye knows Zhen Yingong too well. Basically, he said that he had offended many people in the Shendao camp. At this time, he directly rejected Qianye and said with a straight face, "you don't have to say any more. If there's nothing else, I'll have a rest."

With that, Zhen Yingong turned and walked back to the dormitory.

Looking at Zhen Yingong's back, Qianye smiles.

With Zhen Yingong's temperament, it is absolutely impossible for him to ask him to complete Luofeng. Qian Ye chooses this method. Zhen Yingong mistakenly thinks Luo Feng is his friend. You know, Zhen Yingong has always been against Qianye. Maybe he will give Luo Feng a taste.

"Of course, it's just an appetizer." Qianye said to himself with a smile, "even if I'm not the instructor of this class, just a freshman, I can't believe that I can't cure you. The children of a thousand families can not be provoked by everyone. "