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Qin Jianfeng ran out of Yu Qing's house and leisurely walked towards the dorm. small height, who was standing guard nearby, could not help but scratch his head in puzzlement when he saw Qin Jianfeng exiting the room. What did these two people do in the house?

The event of State University's military training beating up people quickly spread and finally attracted the attention of the higher-ups.

"Even so, we can't solve the problem by force. The public opinion right now is very disadvantageous for us!"

The flash hit fiercely onto the five exchange student s and the Chinese reporter looked at her comrades in disdain. This injury is a far cry from the serious injury the foreign media are boasting about.

"It's already been a few days. It's not impossible for their bodies to recover to this degree!" A foreign reporter said with a red face.

"Heh heh ~" The Chinese people laughed coldly.

Being despised by his colleagues made the foreign reporters feel very ashamed. Some of them said unwillingly, "Kam, please tell us what happened. The Chinese people said that you were the one who took the initiative to provoke them. Is that true?"

The short rifle cannon began to aim at Kam, and every word he said was crucial.

"I did not take the initiative to provoke him!" Kam said word by word.

The foreign reporter's face lit up: "So you're saying that the Chinese are the first challengers?"

Kam: "~ ~ ~!"

"The instructor in China is very good, very responsible! It's just a simple, technological level exchange between us, there's no other reason! " Under the smiling gaze of Instructor China, Kamm said calmly.

"You don't have to be afraid of anyone threatening you. Just say it, we can take you away!" There are French journalists who want the world to be at peace.

This question angered the crowd, causing all the instructors present to immediately speak out, "Please pay attention to your words, Chinese soldier is not as dark as you think!"

"Who knows? There is an old saying in China that everyone knows the face but not the heart! " The French reporter asked lazily while shrugging her shoulders.

The arrogance of the French made everyone here unhappy. A British reporter said in a low voice, "Arrogant Gallo chicken, you have shamed yourself to come to Huaxia!"

Feeling helpless towards the reporter's pig-like question, he could only reiterate, "The current report is one-sided and untrue. We get along well with the Chinese student and the instructors, even though there are some minor misunderstandings already resolved!"

Both domestic and foreign reporters were surprised by this answer. According to what Kam had said, the news report written by the Frenchman was a complete nonsense. Everyone's eyes were on the French reporter, making him embarrassed.

"But someone called me and exposed that you were beaten up by Chinese people!" The French reporter said with a dark expression.

"That was just a normal exchange of kung fu … We lost … However, my father will come over to avenge me!" After saying that, he waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to be interviewed again.

The domestic and foreign reporters who had already felt that this matter had failed were once again excited. After beating up their son and provoking their father, would this show have a new climax?

After the instructor from the base sent the reporters out of the training base, very soon, the latest news flooded the entire internet once again. The French reporters who were making up nonsense were slapped hard on the face, but at the same time, everyone was looking forward to how their son's father was going to avenge their son.

Qin Jianfeng's every move was observed by those who were watching him. Seeing how much trouble he had caused in such a short period of time, they could only shake their heads and smile bitterly.

The military training quickly came to an end. The last day was the military parade. Everyone was in high spirits as they lined up in an array. All the freshmen were gathered together at one spot in the morning. A sea of people had gathered at the training field. Of course, Qin Jianfeng did not recognize any of them. No, he was wrong, he knew two of them. Yu Qing, who sat in the front row, and Director Jiang from last time.

All the freshmen walked in formation along the field in a neat and orderly manner. Below the stage, there were two guys reading their scripts, reporting the names of the teams on the one hand, appearing dignified and unyielding on the other hand, adding on to the fact that the sun was rising and the sky was brimming with vigor, no matter how one listened to it, they would feel numb.

When each array passed through the front of the main platform, they loudly shouted their own slogans, such as "One Two Three Four. "To protect our home and protect our country!"

"One, two, three, four, hot-blooded youth!"

Though it looked silly. But it was easy to make people's blood boil. After the grand military parade was over, the students' suffering was over.

"Tonight, the base holds a bonfire party for everyone. Whoever has talent can register to me and show it to everyone tonight!" Zhang Yang looked at his classmates who had been together with him for a few weeks and felt a little excited.

The students were naturally jubilant, even Qin Jianfeng was a little excited.

"What program will our class prepare? If anyone has any abilities, don't hide them! " Jin Haoyu seemed to have become the class monitor.

Tang Sanfei said slyly: "I know how to sing ~"

"Forget it, that voice of yours makes me want to die from singing!" Everyone immediately went to PASS.

"I can dance!"

"Who has nothing better to do than to watch a man dance!"

"I can do a single crosstalk!"

"Is that so? "Come on!"

"Err... Give me one day to prepare!"

"Scram! Tomorrow morning, we'll go back to school! When the time comes, you can do crosstalk! "

Everyone discussed once they realized that there was nothing suitable for the performance, Zhang Meng suddenly said: "How about, I go up and fight!"

Jin Haoyu nodded his head: "Your punching and kicking skills are indeed not bad!"

"Damn, if he were to display his martial prowess, would Qin Jianfeng be able to keep it for himself?" Someone suddenly noticed Qin Jianfeng, who was resting with his eyes closed.

Everyone turned around and looked at this classmate with explosive fighting strength. In a split-second, they were enlightened.

"Jian Feng, your kung fu is so good, represent our class!" Jin Haoyu patted Qin Jianfeng's shoulder and said.

Qin Jianfeng: "~ ~!"

"After training for so long, everyone will definitely want to watch some relaxed programs. It's not appropriate for me to go up to dance with a knife or a gun. You guys should find someone who can sing!" Qin Jianfeng gently rejected.

It was clear that this excuse would not convince the big guy, but everyone still shouted for him to perform!

"If you don't feel satisfied with your bare hands and feet, you can display other abilities? Could it be swordsmanship? Sword Dance! " Jin Haoyu passionately suggested.

Qin Jianfeng: "~ ~!"

"I think it's more appropriate for Zhang Meng to leave!" Qin Jianfeng did not want to show off again.

Zhang Meng laughed bitterly and shook his head: "I'm too far behind you in terms of comparison! I don't want to be your foil! "

Qin Jianfeng, who had been pushed out by the crowd, was at a loss. He had no choice but to perform the Taichi Sword.

"How is it? Have you decided on a program?" Zhang Yang and a few instructors came over with notebooks.

Tang Sanfei said passionately: "Our class' program is precisely the sword tip's Tai Chi Sword Show!"

Several instructors looked at Qin Jianfeng and nodded in satisfaction. "Alright, no problem!" Do you need me to prepare? "

Qin Jianfeng: "~ ~!"

"I need some props, I don't know if the base has them!"

"What joke is this? You can have whatever you want. Let's go, I'll bring you to pick one!" Zhang Yang patted Qin Jianfeng's shoulder to look for the props he needed.

The news of Qin Jiefeng wanting to perform the Taiji Sword quickly spread. When he was beating up the five exchange student, he did not have any video photos saved because he was not allowed to bring a mobile phone during training. However, the bonfire party was different.

Nightfall. The freshmen had already filled up the entire training ground, forming a large circle. Qin Jianfeng could clearly feel the passion and passion of youth on the stage. The atmosphere at the scene could not be described with words. No matter how talented a writer was, it was impossible to simply write down this passionate moment with a pen. At this moment, he felt an exceptional sense of warmth. From strangers to not unfamiliar, from instructors to students, from boys to girls, how pure and passionate was this? Here, everyone seemed to have abandoned all formality and was singing with all their hearts.

Those who could represent the class in performing in front of all the new students were naturally the most outstanding people in their respective classes. The wonderful show won a tide of cheers and applause, a girl from the finance department pushed the party to its climax, she performed the passionate Argentine tango, a fiery dress that let her splash out her youthful passion, and with every turn, every step, and the spring light of her bare calves, every movement made your heart beat with her, and every melody made you feel as if she were a goddess of fire, and the atmosphere of the entire training ground boiled up.

After the enthusiasm had passed, it was necessary to lower the temperature. The female students of the Arts Department, wearing white clothes and white dresses, looked like beautiful fairies.

"Hua Xia's children are truly amazing!" Qin Jianfeng could not help but applaud and sigh with emotion. This party was simply too great!