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Facing Xue Ningbo's eyes full of encouragement and anticipation, Lei Hongfei, who has always been rebellious, shook his head. Qiu Yue, who had won the second-degree black belt in Taekwondo at the age of ten, looked eager to try but hesitated to speak, and entered the second stage. The Five Special Forces, to put it bluntly, is the little fox Zhou Yuqi, who wants to be successful in the business field and build good interpersonal relationships in the future. He doesn't dare to raise his head at all.

Standing quietly at the side, Mo Tian, ​​who saw all this in his eyes, couldn't help but sighed slightly in his heart.

Ever since she discovered that she had stimulated her body's potential to the limit and that it was impossible to achieve better results in the world, Xue Ningbo would ask this question every time a new student joined her. She has been asking this question for five full years. , asked hundreds or thousands of students.

She wants to take in an apprentice, an apprentice who can continue her dream and turn her hope into reality.But five years have passed, and in the face of her inquiry, no one dared to raise their head, look directly into Xue Ningbo's eyes, and say loudly: "Let me do it!" [

It's not that these students are timid, but that everyone has self-knowledge.

Look at the amazing skills displayed by instructor Xue Ningbo, which is already close to perfection. Even a person like her has to admit frankly that she can only barely enter the top [-] in the world.Then this group of them may be considered outstanding among their peers, but on the world stage, they may be nothing. Who dares to overestimate themselves with the class, and take on such a child? , Is it too far away, too exaggerated challenge? !

Just when the deep disappointment rose uncontrollably from Xue Ningbo's face again, a voice that might not be considered firm, but more definitely related to impassioned, and even a little cautious, suddenly raised in the team: "How about , let me try."

The disappointment on Xue Ningbo's face turned into absolute astonishment in an instant.

Among this group of students, she took a fancy to Lei Hongfei's eclectic and flexible mind and cynical, rebellious character with absolute pride. She also took a fancy to Qiu Yue, who started practicing martial arts at the age of five and had a solid foundation. Xue Ningbo really didn't expect that the student who dared to meet her gaze and take on this too difficult challenge would be timid and fearful, and would turn red like a girl when speaking in front of dozens of people Fengyinglou!

Xue Ningbo carefully looked into Fengyinglou's eyes, and when she looked at it, she suddenly burst out laughing. "Hahaha, Mo Tian, ​​have you seen that the reason why this S-level student you picked out by yourself dared to take on this absolutely difficult challenge was because... he was sympathizing with me! He sympathized with me even at the risk of dying." I have made it, but I can only hover around the top [-] in the world. God, if other instructors in the school know, I, Xue Ningbo, will be beaten by an eight-year-old, timid, lacking in enterprising spirit, very Sympathize with the students who are willing to take a step only after being whipped by others, then they all have to laugh so hard, how much food will be wasted?! Hahaha..."

The more Xue Ningbo laughed, the happier she was, her stomach ached from laughing, tears flowed from her laughter, she pointed and stood in front of her with a serious look on her face, even more out of breath from laughing.But in this uncontrollable laughter, Fengyinglou's voice came into her ears so clearly, "No, I don't sympathize with you, I just... like you."

"Uh……"

Facing this even more unexpected answer, Xue Ningbo's laughter really stopped abruptly, and her expression was even more indescribably strange.

That's right, Fengyinglou really likes this female instructor who looks too tough.

When Xue Ningbo helped Fengyinglou fix the wound on his foot, although he had already injected a local anesthetic into the wound, those who had experience in surgery probably knew that the effect of this local anesthesia was not [-]%, and people would still feel pain.

Xue Ningbo performed the operation very quickly, and she didn't ask Fengyinglou how she felt.But as long as Fengyinglou's muscles contract slightly because of enduring the pain, or she suddenly makes a sound of gasping for air, her movements will become slow and gentle.

She cares about Fengyinglou, maybe this is just an instructor's concern for the students' work, but for a child like Fengyinglou who lives in an extreme lack of fatherly love and whose mother is hardly around, it is enough!

Fengyinglou likes the bright smile on Xue Ningbo's face when he gently taps his forehead with his fingers, as if the spring river thaws and everything recovers; he likes Xue Ningbo's absolute confidence and sense of oppression; he prefers Xue Ningbo's subconscious tenderness when he treated his wound.

"Sports assault warfare is a close-range confrontation with the enemy. Those who can survive this kind of bloody battle must have the strongest fighting spirit and an almost crazy persistent desire for victory. It is a pity that these two things are necessary Quality, you don’t have it, at least not yet.”

Xue Ningbo suddenly turned her head, and she strode towards the Volvo luxury car that had already parked at the edge of the jungle, and was about to carry this group of students into the gate of the real Military Training Academy of the Fifth Special Forces.As she walked, she said in a flat tone: "When you have these two qualities, come to me again."

Only Mo Tian could see from his perspective that at this moment, there was a sincere smile on Xue Ningbo's face.

When Xue Ningbo and Mo Tian brushed past each other, Mo Tian suddenly said: "Hello!"

Xue Ningbo: "Huh?!" [

Mo Tian said in a low voice: "That kid was kicked by me and broke a rib, and his injury is still not fully healed."

Xue Ningbo stopped suddenly, she looked sideways at Mo Tian, ​​and said, "You didn't stop?"

"Ok!"

Hearing this answer, Xue Ningbo couldn't help but look back at Fengyinglou again.

That eight-year-old boy who looked ordinary, without Lei Hongfei's cynical excellence, Qiu Yue's bravery, and Zhou Yuqi's long-sleeved and dancing boy, still stood there independently, stretching out his hand to hold Lei Hongfei firmly. Hong Fei's hand was still shy and cautious.

Only these two instructors of the Fifth Special Forces could understand the deep meaning hidden behind their oversimplified exchanges with each other.

In fact, perhaps among so many people, only these two instructors really understand Fengyinglou!