Chapter 790: Wind Chimes in the South, Hengmu in the North (53)
In this way, think about it carefully.
Maybe they are just limited to understanding Feng Ling, an excellent member, and they don't want him to be forced too hard, but they still hope that Feng Ling's future road will be better.
But now he suddenly found that the things that Boss Li considered were really the most comprehensive, at least Feng Ling would not have anything against him except for being too burdened, but if there was really any special treatment, then many things would no longer be so simple.
"If I really talk about the care and understanding of this sixteen-year-old boy, the best way for me to take care of him is to train her to be the most qualified and excellent long-range sniper, he will do what others can do, and he can only do better than others when they are in danger. β
Feng Ling stood on the first floor, leaning against the wall, holding his breath all the time, and did not make any movement.
But at this moment, she suddenly felt that Li Nanheng was the person in charge of the entire Xi base, and he had a responsibility on his shoulders that others could not imagine, he was strict, but he also had to take into account every member and the value of each person's existence at the same time.
If the competency is not qualified, it is not eligible to participate in more missions and operations in the future.
Feng Ling would not feel that he was special because of his young age and the fact that he was dressed as a man.
And Boss Li obviously doesn't want to waste a talented person.
Han Jin answered the phone before leaving, because the direction he was going next was on the other side, so he simply went directly through the corridor to the safe passage at the end of the corridor on the other side and went downstairs, without passing by this side.
Nanheng stayed in place for a while, remembered something, turned around and walked down, but just two steps down, he suddenly saw a person standing against the wall at the foot of several steps.
Feng Ling's clothes were still wet, and she had really sweated a lot since the afternoon, and there were sweaty strands of hair sticking to her forehead, but she didn't feel how tired she was at the moment, and she didn't feel any different from others, even if she knew that she looked embarrassed, but he was right, everyone didn't know where their physical limits were, and if they could exceed one point, they would have one more chance of self-preservation.
She looked at him fixedly, and there seemed to be light in her eyes in the corridor that was lit up by the automatic sensor light at nine o'clock at night.
Nan Heng paused, and suddenly settled down, and the air in the corridor seemed to freeze at this moment.
He looked condescendingly at the young man who was leaning there exhausted.
All the-for-tat and all the indifference in the past three years since Feng Ling entered the base seemed to have turned into the most silent encouragement and trust at this moment, more like a pair of hands with endless impulse, silently pushing her forward.
Feng Ling found that all his defensiveness and dislike for Li Nanheng turned into gratitude and trust in an instant.
Nan Heng ignored the burning gaze in her eyes, and asked coldly, "Who taught you to eavesdrop?"
"I didn't eavesdrop, boss, you let us live here now, Ah K and a few of them went to eat, I'm not very hungry, I want to come back after training to take a shower and rest early, who knew that I met you and Instructor Han talking here, I was afraid of disturbing you, so I didn't dare to speak out when I stood hereββ"
"Since you know that we are talking, don't you know how to avoid it as soon as possible? This is the politeness that should be, don't you understand?" Nan Heng still had a cold expression, and his attitude was even aggressive, so that people couldn't see the slightest warmth.
Feng Ling paused, only raised his hand to brush away the sweat-soaked hair in front of his forehead, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'll pay attention in the future." β
Anyway, she didn't think he was stabbing her with the thorn in his words now, and after hearing the conversation between him and Instructor Han just now, Feng Ling was no longer afraid of his cold mask.
She stood at the foot of the stairs and suddenly smiled at him: "Boss, thank you for not thinking that I am any different from others because of my age and physical fitness, thank you for letting me train with other brothers without discrimination, and thank you for giving me this opportunity." β
As he spoke, the boy showed a genuine smile that he hadn't had in more than two years, and looked at the man standing on several steps against the back light.
The boy's eyes were clear and shining.
Nan Heng's heart faltered.
Since Feng Ling entered the memory, the two never seemed to have spoken properly, either his words were aimed at her everywhere, or she was indifferently rejected thousands of miles away.
The clean, delicate and beautiful young man smiled like this, as if a gentle breeze swept through his heart.
Nan Heng walked down silently, did not say a word more because of her words, did not reply, passed by her, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her for a moment.
"Do you know how messy you are now?"
He lightly threw out words that didn't have much temperature and left.
Feng Ling: "......"
She looked down at her clothes and messy neckline that had been soiled during training, and then looked down and sniffed the sweat on her body, even if she didn't have as much sweat as the others, but there was a lot of sweat that had accumulated throughout the afternoon, and it didn't smell good after all.
But she really thanked Boss Li for the sentence "treat everyone equally" from the bottom of her heart.
Feng Ling turned to his back again and said, "Boss, I'm serious, no matter how you train us in the base in the future, you can do it, if I shout that I am tired, or have a word of complaint, I will have your surname!"
Li Nanheng's footsteps did not stop, and his tone was cold: "With my surname, the people in this world who can have my surname are either my children or my wife." β
Speaking of this, the man glanced back at her lukewarmly: "I look like someone with a son as big as you?"
Feng Ling: "......"
Nan Heng just wanted to say the next sentence, but when he looked at the young man who didn't understand the meaning of his words at all, he instantly felt that he was really abnormal when he said what he said to a man just now.
If you don't have a son, should you be a wife?
Is it a man?
Seeing Feng Ling's ignorant and obviously irresistible expression of the words son and wife, Nan Heng's face turned even colder.
Feng Ling didn't understand the boss's sensitive and very unhappy heart at this time, he originally wanted to express his sincerity that he wanted to work hard, and he also wanted to make the somewhat stiff relationship with the boss peaceful, at least not always like this.
So she followed quickly again when the man turned away with a cold face.
Walked all the way back to the training ground just now to get the gun left there, and the young man behind him couldn't shake it off like a little tail.
"Boss, if you want to strengthen training, I can also get up early in the morning to get training, as long as the boss gives an order, I can arrive at what time. β