Chapter 869: Take Care of Him

Qian Ling is the biological younger brother of Qian Ye's mother. In Qian Ye's eyes, Qian Ling has always been an outstanding Qian Family child. Whether it is his words, deeds, business talent, etc., he is a key training target for the next generation of Qian Family's core strength.

Qian Ye believed Qian Ling's words.

Of course, no matter what the truth is, if Qian Ling is slapped in the face, he, the elder brother, cannot turn a blind eye.

"In Zhejiang and Hangzhou, there are actually new students from outside who dare to provoke the children of thousands of families." Qian Ye drank all the tea in the cup and said with an indifferent expression, "Which class are you talking about, Luo Feng?"

Hearing this, Qian Ling's spirit perked up, and he nodded hurriedly and said, "I checked, Chinese Department, Classical Philology Class 1."

"Yes, I remember." Qian Ye nodded, "If there is nothing else, I will go back first. The discipline of the army is very strict, and I cannot be out for too long."

"I understand, brother, I'll leave this matter to you." Qian Ling spoke loudly.

Qian Ye didn't say anything else and left the teahouse. Not long after, he returned to a dormitory building at Zhejiang-Hangzhou University. The door of a dormitory on the first floor.

Qian Ye knocked on the door lightly, "Report."

"Come in." A voice sounded.

Qian Ye opened the door and gave a military salute inside, "Hello, battalion commander."

In front of a desk, a man in military uniform raised his head. This man was Zhang Tieniu, the battalion commander of the Shen Dao Battalion!

Qian Ye looked at Zhang Tieniu with eyes full of admiration.

Zhang Tieniu is the oldest soldier in the Shen Dao Camp. He came from a very poor background. Through his own efforts, he became a soldier in the Shen Dao Camp and was later promoted to the battalion commander. It is said that two years ago, Zhang Tieniu was selected and sent to the Sword Soldiers for special training. Zhang Tieniu was eventually selected, but he still returned to the Magic Sword Camp.

For Zhang Tieniu, Shendao Camp is his second home!

Everyone in the Shen Dao Camp loved this iron-blooded battalion commander very much.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Although Zhang Tieniu was extremely strict in training, he was still quite kind to his comrades in private and said with a smile.

"Battal Commander, I would like to apply to you." Qian Ye raised his head and said in a loud voice, "I want to be the instructor of Class 1 of Classical Philology in the Chinese Department!"

"Oh?" Zhang Tieniu looked at Qian Ye, "What's the reason?"

"Report to the battalion commander,

I am from Zhejiang and Hangzhou, and I am in Class 1 of Classical Literature in the Chinese Department. There are several people who are related to me, and I want to train them myself. "Qian Ye had already thought of his words and spoke without thinking.

Zhang Tieniu stared at Qian Ye for a moment, lowered his head and picked up a form, "I have already arranged which class you will each be the instructor of. Qian Ye, the class you want to train in..." Zhang Tieniu searched for it. , then smiled and said, "Physical Education Department Class 3, Qianye, compared to other departments, the physical fitness of the Physical Education Department is naturally the best. If you are the instructor of Class 3 of the Physical Education Department, you might be able to perform at the end of the military training." To achieve better results."

Qian Ye wanted to say something else.

"Also, it's really unlucky that you're here too. This form has just been announced." Zhang Tieniu said, "As the saying goes, military orders are like mountains and cannot be changed easily."

Although Qian Ye was a little disappointed, he still nodded, "I understand, battalion commander."

"By the way, who is the instructor of Class 1 of Classical Philology in the Chinese Department?" Qian Ye couldn't help but ask again.

My interpersonal relationships in the Shen Dao camp are still quite good. Even if I can't become an instructor of classical philology in the Chinese Department, is it not easy to get a new kid?

Zhang Tieniu glanced at the form and said, "Okay, because of your excellent performance, I can open a backdoor for you. The instructor of Class 1 Classical Philology of the Chinese Department is Zhen Yigong. You can discuss it personally. If he agrees If I change my shift training with you, you guys will report to me together.”

When Qian Ye heard the name Zhen Yin Gong, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch!

"Yes, instructor!"

After Qianye saluted, he turned and left the instructors' dormitory.

Qian Ye couldn't help but feel entangled in his heart.

He is a general in the Shen Dao Camp, with outstanding achievements in all aspects, but there is another person who is on par with him in almost every achievement, and that is the Zhen Yin Gong mentioned by Zhang Tieniu!

This person, everyone in the Shen Dao Camp calls him Da Gong.

A guy whose intestines go all the way to the bottom is like a bow and arrow, it won't turn when it's shot. More importantly, in the Shen Dao camp, Qian Ye and Zhen Yin Gong had fierce competition, and their usual relationship was not very good.

Qian Ye felt that there was little hope for this guy to agree to change shifts with him before he even asked.

However, Qian Ye still went to find Zhen Yin Gong.

"Dagong, I want to discuss something with you." Qian Ye said with a smile. Standing in front of him was a dark-skinned and strong guy, "I heard that you are the instructor of Class 1 of Classical Philology in the Chinese Department. I am P.E. Instructor of class three."

"Are you here to show off?" Zhen Yin Gong frowned and then said coldly, "However, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. We don't know which class has better results before the final performance."

"No, no, Da Gong, you misunderstood." Qian Ye smiled, "I want to say, why don't we train in another class?"

"You look down on me?" Zhen Yin Gong frowned even more, waved his hand and spoke loudly, "Qian Ye, I dare to tell you loudly, in one month, the class I teach will not be worse than you."

Qian Ye, "..."

This guy is just like a stinking stone in the pit!

Qian Ye resisted the urge to yell at him and looked at Zhen Yin Gong. After a while, his heart moved and his mouth curled up slightly. He changed his mind, "Okay, in that case, Da Gong, I won't force you." Qian Ye smiled at Zhen Yin Gong, "But I just want to ask you a favor."

"What is it?"

"There is a student named Luo Feng in the Chinese Department's Classical Literature Class 1." Qian Ye smiled and said, "This person is my friend. I think... Da Gong, you can take care of him."

"Every student in military training is treated equally. Are there any special ones?" As expected by Qian Ye, he really knew Zhen Yin Gong too well. This guy basically said whatever he wanted to say. He also offended many people in the Divine Sword Camp. At this time, he directly rejected Qian Ye and said with a straight face, "You don't need to say anything else. If there is nothing else, I want to rest."

With that, Zhen Yin Gong turned around and walked back to the dormitory.

Looking at Zhen Yin Gong's back, Qian Ye smiled.

With Zhen Yin Gong's temperament, it would be absolutely impossible for him to ask him to deal with Luo Feng. Qianye chose this method to make Zhen Yinong mistakenly believe that Luo Feng was his friend. You know, Zhen Yinong has always been dissatisfied with Qianye, and he might give Luo Feng a taste of pain.

"Of course, this is just an appetizer." Qianye smiled and said to himself, "Even if I am not the instructor of this class, I, Qianye, don't believe that I can't deal with you, just a freshman. The children of the Qian family are not something that anyone can mess with."