Xu Boqiang knows him well as a student. Ouyang Fu is a natural agent, he is introverted, does not like to be public, gets along with people very indifferently, and never even makes friends, even for him as a teacher, he is also respectful, but never too close. Since he became a professional killer in professional intelligence, he has developed a habit of being alert and suspicious, and anyone who intentionally approaches him will cause him to be alert.

Ouyang Fu was not used to being the target of conversation like this, so he changed the conversation and asked: "Teacher, this special training class has been open for more than half a year, and the basic common sense must have been mastered almost, the students have not been stranded in Changsha for many days this time, and they can only teach them three lessons, what do you think is the best basis?" ”

Xu Boqiang thought for a moment and said: "In the first four months, they have learned the basic techniques including intelligence, operations, reconnaissance, disguise, secret communications, poison use, explosives, and post and telecommunications inspection. This way, you can give them a test before deciding on the level of the lecture. What do you think? ”

Ouyang Fu nodded, "Okay." ”

Suddenly, he felt very quiet around him, and looked up strangely at the dance floor.

The music stopped, the people on the dance floor spread out, the lights shot in unison to the small open space left in the middle, and under the bright starry light stood a graceful woman, with waterfall-like black curls scattered casually over her shoulders, gray military pants wrapped in black boots, a red sweater like a burning flame, set off a white face like a magnolia flower, her head slightly raised, her hands hanging down to her legs, standing intently, as if listening to distant sounds.

Suddenly, the high-pitched and passionate Spanish dance music suddenly sounded in the auditorium, and she was seen standing upright, her arms slowly raised above her head with the music, her soft waist trembling slightly, like leaves swaying in the wind, and her feet in leather boots trampling very rhythmically with the beat of the drums.

Ouyang Fu had a slight shock for a moment, as if he had seen a red swan, proudly holding its head high, elegantly and enthusiastically displaying all her beauty.

She danced like a jumping red dot burning in a sea of people, and her body seemed to be a burning flame, even more crazy than the flames.

She had a contemptuous smile on her face, and her eyes lingered like water. It's as if her crazy and seductive soul makes you unable to sleep and eat.

In her dance fiery than fire, the air and human blood of the entire auditorium boiled.

As the music grew more and more frenetic, she danced her waist even harder, and her slender legs led the drum to the top of the bliss.

Ouyang Fu held his breath, suppressed by this madness. He rarely watched dances, let alone such dances, he didn't understand how she could burn herself so much, as if she wanted to burn all the beauty, all the enchantment and enthusiasm.

The music stopped abruptly, and her dancing stopped abruptly.

Still standing upright, arms raised, head slightly bowed, full chest heaving from the violent dance just now.

The dance stopped, as if it had been abrupt when the dance began, and the hearts of the spectators were still beating wildly, and there was silence in the auditorium, except for the sound of heavy gasps. It was like a sudden gust of wind swept by, leaving only a few scattered fallen leaves.

Suddenly, people were boiling, shouting, shouting, and a rhythmic shout sounded in the auditorium: "Chu Yun, Chu Yun, Chu Yun......"

She was lifted high by countless pairs of arms, standing proudly in the air, her long hair flying, like a blooming rose, radiating a magnificent light.

Ouyang Fu let out a long breath and shook his head incredibly, feeling an indescribable weirdness.

Jiang Congxi also shook his head with a sigh, narrowed his sour eyes and said with emotion: "This Chu Yun is really amazing. ”

Xu Boqiang saw Ouyang Fu's questioning gaze, and looked at Chu Yun who was lifted high through the smoke of the cigar: "This is a thorny rose." Her biological father was a diplomat who had traveled to several countries in Europe. His mother was born in a scholarly family, and his father used to be a Hanlin, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he was omnipotent. At the age of twelve, she went to Europe with her parents, traveled to England, France, Sweden and Spain, and received four years of Western education, and at the age of sixteen her biological father died of illness, because her mother's maiden home was in Beiping, her mother took her back to Beiping. A year later, her mother remarried a wealthy businessman surnamed Xiao in Beiping, and she followed her mother to Xiao's family, and later went to Yenching University. During the 77 Incident, her mother and stepfather died in a car accident due to the Japanese bombing, she left the Xiao family and went to Changsha alone to join her uncle. ”

Ouyang Fu suddenly realized, "Oh......".

When Jiang Congxi heard this, he interjected and said: "When these dozens of people first came, as soon as they knew that it was an agent training class, they had to go back to the Seventh Branch, and she was the most troublesome, and she didn't want to be an agent at all. This little woman was not afraid of anything, saying that they had only joined the army for the sake of resisting Japan, and that they were going to the battlefield and were unwilling to be agents. Hey, there's really nothing you can do about them. Mainly considering that their homes are in Changsha, they can't all run back again, and they also have to look at Chief Hu's face, and it is inconvenient to dispose of them arbitrarily. In the end, Brother Boqiang talked to her bitterly, persuaded her, and made a wish to let her fight the Japanese, and persuaded her, which settled these people. This Chu Yun is not a fuel-efficient lamp. ”