"After tomorrow, your secret agent career will end here, whether you hate me or not, I am for your good."

Li Shaoze's eyes reflected the dim street lights.

The loneliness outside the window is in stark contrast to the bustle inside the window.

"I want all the happiness to be given to you, even if the loneliness is left to me."

When the lights out time came, Li Shaoze turned around and left, disappearing into the night.

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Following.

On this day, it was unusually late in the morning, and it was raining lightly in the sky, as if there was endless sadness.

At the Imperial Capital Secret Service Academy, all the female students from freshman to senior year stood in line on the playground.

The dean and the instructors of all the female cadets stood at the front of the team, and everyone's military caps and uniforms were soaked in the light rain.

Everyone held their breath and could only hear the sound of raindrops hitting puddles.

"Tick Tick Tick ......"

Ye Qingyan stood in the team with her head down, although she had a hunch that something big was going to happen today, but she didn't want to see that handsome face appear at the front of the team.

A pair of shiny leather boots, stepping on puddles, walked towards the front of the cadet team.

The dripping raindrops suddenly became dense, washing the young marshal's epaulettes on his shoulders even more dazzling.

The dean walked towards him, raised his right hand and saluted,

"Report to the young marshal, the Imperial Capital Secret Service Academy, all the female students, there should be five hundred and twenty-seven, but there are five hundred and twenty-seven, the report is complete, please instruct the young marshal."

Li Shaoze raised his right hand, and the rain hit the back of his hand, splashing everywhere.

"Start the harvest plan." His voice was hoarse.

"Boom-"

There was a thunderclap, and the students in the square team shivered.

"Harvest plan, isn't that the last test before graduating from senior year? How to start now. ”

……

The thunder almost drowned out all the doubts in the ranks.

As we all know, the test of the "harvest plan" is extremely cruel.

According to the pass rate of each graduating class, only 1 in 10 pass rate.

That is to say, there are now more than 500 people, and only 50 or so can pass.

The "Harvest Plan" is dangerous and abnormal, to put it bluntly, it is to enter the battlefield with real guns and ammunition to carry out tasks.

The enemies are real criminals or terrorists, and many students will be injured or disabled or even killed in this process.

It can be said that the harvest plan is a rite of passage to become a real agent.

That is, because the difficulty is too high, only those who are about to graduate from their senior year participate in the harvesting plan.

For first-year students, who have not yet undergone four years of professional agent training, it is undoubtedly equivalent to letting them all die in vain.

"Boom—"

With the sound of thunder, two tables were pushed into the playground, one red and one blue.

Due to the heavy rain, two broken umbrellas were propped up on the table.

The pouring rain seemed to have extinguished everyone's morale, and everyone lowered their heads like chickens in soup, making the final choice in their hearts.

Go or stay, live or die.

If you give up, then what was your original intention to apply for the Secret Service Academy?

If you persist, you will not be able to pass the test without four years of professional training, and you may even die.

"Smack!"

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, and someone began to cry.

"Qingyan, let's fight!" Fang Zhunan, who was standing beside Ye Qingyan, stretched out his fist at her.

Ye Qingyan turned her head to look at her and grinned, she was not happy, she was very funny to see Fang Zhunan drop the soup chicken.