Chapter 1602 Yan Feng Has No Eyes

"That's pretty much it."

Yanfeng patted Song Lingfeng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll give you a chance to toss them later."

Psalm to the wind...I still don't want it anymore, leave it to you to do your own thing.

While the two were talking, many candidates had already arrived in the square.

After Lao Shui and the others counted the numbers, they nodded to Yan Feng: "Examiner, everyone is here."

Yan Feng nodded slightly.

He suppressed all the smiles on his face and walked towards the center of the square.

"I am your examiner for this exam, Yan Feng."

"Yunxiao Fleet, left forward Major General."

"If you pass the third exam, from now on, we will be comrades-in-arms."

Yan Feng's voice was cold.

The sonorous words rang in the ears of all the candidates. In an instant, the blood of the candidates began to boil.

Entering the Yunxiao Fleet is the dream of many soldiers.

Qilute stood in the front row, looking at Yanfeng with fervent admiration.

"So handsome!"

he muttered.

If one day he could become like this Major General Yan Feng, he would wake up from his dreams with a smile.

Young Master Yan looked at the pretentious Yan Feng not far from him, and narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly: Is he handsome?

Why didn't she see it?

Young Master Yan could only feel the strong middle-class aura that belonged exclusively to Yan Feng.

Song Lingfeng stood in the examiner's team and scanned the entire team casually before finding the position of the head of his family.

Damn it! Right opposite me. !

Song Lingfeng was so frightened that her scalp exploded, and she subconsciously raised her chest and raised her belly.

The one standing in a military posture was definitely the most solemn among the examiners in the room.

Later, Lao Shui and the other four looked at each other inexplicably, wondering what General Song was like?

From the time they joined the army until now, they have never seen these generals stand in such good military postures.

Usually, they are casual and lazy.

Young Master Yan's peach blossom eyes glanced at Yan Feng casually, and raised his eyes slightly: This boy's military posture is really bad.

Worse than ever.

When he comes back, the head of this family will reinvent him! !

Let him study hard, what is military posture!

Yan Feng was giving an impassioned speech in the square when he suddenly felt a cold gaze falling on him.

That look was very familiar.

Among them, the mixed meaning is even more familiar.

Yan Feng tightened his muscles almost subconsciously, and his whole body was in a state of extreme tension.

...Family, head of the family? !

Yan Feng was so frightened that he immediately looked around and looked carefully for several times, but could not find any familiar figure.

He took a deep breath, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

No, no.

The head of his family has just been engaged to Princess Xingyun and is on their honeymoon. How could he come to such a quiet place to watch the selection of candidates?

In previous years, the head of the family would never come to such a small place.

Yan Feng comforted himself, but the uneasiness in his heart always existed.

The more uneasy he became, the more grumpy he became.

Looking at the candidates in front of me became even more unpleasant.

He simply stopped giving a speech and just snorted coldly.

"The most basic thing about being a soldier is to have the physical strength to continue fighting."

"Everyone, run around the jungle ten times! The first one to finish will report to the examiner."

Lao Shui and others were stunned for a moment.

Run, run in circles?

This is not the exam question they prepared for.

Song Lingfeng's teeth turned cold after hearing this, and she subconsciously went to see the head of his family.