"Since he has so much confidence in me, I can't let our instructor down."
Ye Ying's eyes lit up when she heard Ye Jian say that. She even mentioned the words 'let down'. What a dumb girl, she personally confirmed that every sentence she said was true!
Ye Ying's eyes flashed with excitement. She then saw the solemn expression on the instructor's face and her eyes immediately revealed a slight disdain. He's just a poor soldier, what's so great about him!
Ye Ying, who was satisfied, once again cast her eyes on Ye Jian. She saw that faint smile of hers… Suddenly, her heart sank and panic struck her.
What's with that smile of hers? Why is she smiling at me? Wicked girl! What's so funny? Soon, you'll be ashamed in front of everyone! No one will admire you ever again!
Seeing that Ye Ying was still oblivious and had buried herself into the little fox's trap, the smile in Xia Jinyuan's eyes grew deeper. He understood why the little fox didn't do anything to Ye Zhifan's daughter.
It's not that she didn't. She didn't even regard Ye Zhifan's daughter as her opponent.
That was true. That little fox could tear up her admission notice, and show Ye Zhifan that she feared nothing with her actions. She wasn't even afraid of Ye Zhifan. Why would she be afraid of Ye Ying? It was because she didn't put her in her eyes, which was why she could deal with her calmly.
She wasn't in a hurry to take action, and used the mentality of a spectator to watch Ye Zhifan's daughter make a fool out of herself.
Now that someone crossed the line, the little fox would act!
Others saw the calmness on the little fox's face. But he saw the anger in her. She was annoyed.
Only Xia Jinyuan could see that. Ye Ying dragged an active-duty soldier into this mess to frame her. If she wasn't taught a lesson, they would really be indulging her to do whatever she wanted!
Ye Jian didn't know that if it was another girl who had been framed, Ye Ying would have achieved what she wanted.
There was no one who could score thirty points just by listening to twenty minutes of explanation.
Listening to a few sentences by the side, the political commissar saw that although Class One didn't leave the shooting range, they were all still standing in formation. He was slightly relieved. He was so worried about these high school students during these few days of military training.
He learned such a big lesson this year. Next year, they should carry out the military training in school. No more marching, no more marksmanship training. It'll all be military stances!
"Huang Yishun, fall out!" The political commissar bellowed. He swept his cold gaze across every student. That authoritative voice tensed up the whole class immediately.
It also startled Ye Ying, who didn't notice what was going on around her.
The instructor fell out and walked over to the political commissar and saluted, "Grade Eleven-Class One instructor, Huang Yishun reporting!"
Now with the political commissar around, it was no longer a matter about the sisters answering each other's questions. To Ye Jian, she had said everything she wanted to say, and she had confirmed it again and again. The reason why Ye Ying said what she said was all because the instructor said that Ye Jian could get a score of thirty.
To the instructor, it was an unexpected calamity.
Ye Ying, if you really don't want to complete your senior high studies, I'll grant you your wish!