Today, she must stain the dead girl! It would be nice if the students could think that it was a dead girl who seduced the instructor!

No, no, not all of them, even if only a few classmates think so! When I go back to school, this scandal will slowly expand, and when the time comes, hahaha...... It's that more teachers and students in the whole school think that the dead girl has seduced the instructor in the army!

Thinking of that scene, Ye Ying seemed to see a good day, and said in a deep voice: "There are more than fifty students in the class, and I haven't seen him smile at anyone for five or six days with the instructor, nor have I seen him talk or laugh at any girl alone, let alone praise any girl!" ”

"I'm not blind, I can see clearly! You say, you say! Do you dare to say that the instructor doesn't like you? Oh, don't you dare! It's clear that you're playing ambiguous, and you're still talking righteously here, Ye Jian, you make me disgusting! ”

"What else do you say to bet on you for thirty rings, how much he likes you to have so much confidence! Thirty rings? In just twenty minutes, a person who has not even touched a gun can shoot thirty rings? Even if I don't understand it, I know it's a fantasy! ”

This is said to the hearts of the students who also saw the instructor talking and laughing at Ye Jian, Ye Ying, this time there was no nonsense.

They didn't believe that Ye Jian liked the instructor, but they still felt that the instructor did like Ye Jian, otherwise, how could he be so good to Ye Jian?

Xia Jinyuan, who raised at the bottom of the small arc of eyebrows, opened his mouth lightly and coldly, "I also like Ye Jian in your classmate, but it's not the liking that this classmate says, but the liking out of appreciation." ”

"Don't you know that there is another kind of liking called "appreciation"? ”

It's not endless! Opening and closing your mouth is a frame, and picking up what Xia Jinyuan doesn't like to hear every sentence! No matter how good the cultivation is, you have to speak!

Hearing this, Ye Ying, who had sharp eyes, stared at the instructor who was also speaking for Ye Jian and was a complete stranger, and then said with a smile: "You may appreciate Ye Jian, but the instructor of our class is absolutely impossible." ”

"Ye Ying." Ye Jian's voice was as cold as ice, and he interrupted with cold air inside and out: "You think that the instructor likes me, so you have so much confidence that I hit a thirty ring?" ”

"Are all your suspicions just because the instructor smiled and said to you, I can play thirty rings? Is that your biggest evidence? ”

It's because I can hit 30 rings, that's why you suspect that the instructor likes me. Conversely: If I can hit 30 rings, wouldn't I like it?

Ye Jian repeated, so that Ye Ying, who was eager to win, didn't pay attention to what kind of discussion was in the two sentences, nodded and said, "That's right!" Otherwise, why didn't the instructor say that other girls could hit thirty rings, but just you. ”

"I understand......" Ye Jian, who was smiling slightly, had already seen the political commissar with two soldiers, with hurried steps but steady steps, and then looked at Xia Jinyuan with a faint expression. She believed that he had seen the political commissar coming, and even more so that this dangerous man would not say anything like "he also appreciates himself" without complaint, and he must know what the reason would be for this.

Ye Jian, who hadn't figured out Xia Jinyuan's intentions for a while, was a little cold, and said coldly: "You are framing the reputation of a soldier, do you think you are still justified?" ”