int scent of blood. Ou-Yan sprayed a can, and a multitude of fluorescent lights sprang up on the ground.This indicates that a lot of blood has been shed here.The dense fluorescence, as if silently ac...Ou Yan realized someone was talking to him, he glanced over and saw that the other person was also a freshman, wearing military uniform, and looking a little nervous.

I'm sorry, I can't.

Hearing this from Ou Yan, the boy's face turned even redder. He mumbled "Excuse me" and hurried away. His friends burst into laughter one after another.

After a while, someone else came to ask for Ou Yan's WeChat. Ou Yan didn't give it to him and told him to go back and study hard. The three girls around her couldn't help but laugh out loud.

On the way back to the dorm, many boys approached the four of them, striking up conversations. Ou Yan was the one who received the most WeChat requests.

Over the next few days, in addition to standing at attention and marching, the instructors also taught each class military boxing.

During the halftime break, Yang YiyI left for a while and came back with red eyes.

"What's wrong" Tang Xueying was the first to notice her change, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Didn't you say you were going to the restroom Why are you crying"

Tang Xueying didn't ask, but when she did, Yang Yiy's eyes became even redder, and she choked up, unable to speak.

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Ou Yan, Nan Qiao and Tang Xueying would occasionally observe Yang Yiy, noticing she was absent-minded with dim eyes, seemingly struck by a great blow.

Their squad leader, Jiang He from the neighboring class, couldn't help but smile because his students were training better than theirs.

He whistled and shouted, "Xia Rou, come out and teach the students in the next class. Let Instructor Fu Jia have a good rest."

"Yes, sir!" Xia Rou stood out, graceful and energetic. She was good-looking with a strong spirit of never giving up. Her eyes held a fierce desire to win.

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Fu Jia's face darkened. Asking a freshman to teach them Was that how disrespectful they were being

Back then, when we were on the same team, this Jiang He would often clash with him. Now, he glared warningly, "Who needs your brat's teachings"

"Well well, look at my little one practicing so diligently. Are there any others in your class who are better than her Come on out and give it a try!"

Fu Jia looked at the little ones behind him, "Who wants to try"

The whole class was deathly silent.

Just now, Xia Rou demonstrated in the next class, and they saw her. She practiced very well indeed.

They only went up to get beaten.e around me." Ou Yan's expression was very calm, her voice even more so, as if what she was talking about had nothing to do with her.Not to mention the trouble and danger she invited upon herself by h...