The wind groaned and struck the woman's soul.

Is it greater than?

No!

Not to mention that it was too big, she didn't even dare to think about it.

Fear, fear, depression, difficulty breathing.

The woman looked at the wind, smiled bitterly and shed a tear, and said in a low voice: "I didn't feel a little uncomfortable about this decision, but I was relieved." ”

In fact, the decision has been made a long time ago, and the result is already doomed, just waiting, waiting for himself to reach a limit.

Feng Yin didn't speak, just patted the woman on the shoulder and left with the firefighters.

The picture of her talking to the woman, Li Sanyi did not shoot.

Some people can understand, some people don't.

Kazeyin followed the fire team back to the fire station, where a brick-crushed test paper awaited them.

The exam room is still there, and no one can escape it.

A group of people took off their firefighting clothes and continued to sit on the concrete floor, answering the questionnaire.

"Say, why didn't we think of the right answer just now?"

"Who's to say it isn't? It's okay to flip through the books. ”

Several little soldiers chatted, and were scared away by a look from the leader, and immediately sat down and continued to answer the questionnaire.

"I'm done."

It's not a human wind that raises its hand and hands it over.

After handing in the papers, she asked enthusiastically: "Is it time for lunch?" ”

The fire leader who was asked really couldn't hold back his laughter.

"You know, the officer just reminded me that you wouldn't miss a free meal."

"Sure enough, they still know me!"

Feng Yin went to lunch.

Under such stimulation, the speed of answering the questionnaire has increased by I don't know how much.

Today's canteen is a staple of big buns.

There are three meat dishes, three vegetarian dishes, two cold dishes, two fruits, and a pumpkin porridge.

Rich, the taste is a must.

"Hmmm! This one is even better than the one at the police station! Your master's craftsmanship is really good. ”

"Your comparison is also fresh."

During the meal time, everyone was a lot more casual, chatting, talking about interesting things about the past police officers, embarrassing things, and laughing.

In fact, they are all just a small group of children.

Hot-blooded young people, that's what they're talking about.

"Wind Whispering ....."

A young man sat beside Feng Yin with a plate, a little coarse.

"Hello, sit."

Wind Whisper pulled open the stool and sat down the little warrior.

The little warrior smirked and sat down, took out a piece of paper and pen from his pocket, put it on the table and asked, "Can you give me an autograph?" I'm a fan of yours. ”

"I still have such great fans!"

"Must sign, my pleasure, what's your name!"

Feng Yin praised the other party generously, and the little soldier said that his name was Qian Ming, nineteen years old, and he liked to watch Feng Yin's live broadcast the most.

Feng Yin took a pen and wrote an exclusive signature, and also wrote a blessing for Qian Ming.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Qian Ming put the paper in a book and held it in a treasure, reluctant to fold it.

"This kid is bolder than us."

"No, we didn't dare to ask for an autograph, he asked for it first."

"People call this a real fan!"

The brother next to him teased, not malicious, just teasing.

Qian Ming was not so shy in front of them, and a group of big boys exposed each other's shortcomings and talked about each other's troubles.

Whoever caught the snake for the first time was scared and cried; Whoever went to poke the honeycomb was stung by a bee in the face; Whoever was in a hurry to go out of the bathhouse naked; Whoever accidentally got tired out of the farts while training.

All kinds of things made everyone and netizens laugh and have fun.

"Suzu ———" (end of chapter)