Chapter 1982: Memories of the First Meeting

The boy sitting in the last row had a light face and a pair of beautiful eyes. When he looked at people steadily, he seemed to give people a very affectionate feeling. Everyone in the class talked about it, either blessing the professor with a smile or gossiping about the professor's boyfriend, but he stretched his legs slightly. The memory was like a river, overlapping in a certain space.

That year, Xiao Yuan, who was drunk, stood among a group of special agents and shouted with a bottle of Moutai, "I have a boyfriend!"

There was a dead silence around.

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7 years ago.

When Jack was 18 years old, he had just finished serving on the Independence and went to the Army Officer School (West Point Military Academy) after getting off the ship. An instructor he was familiar with was unable to teach because his wife had given birth, so he asked him to replace him for a period of time. After Jack finished serving on the ship, he was just taking a break and agreed to come to the military academy as an instructor.

The assistant handed him a list. This time, there were young soldiers from 16 countries selected to come to West Point Military Academy. He looked at the list and was attracted by the red flag behind a name. No one from this country had entered the military academy for three years. Westerners and Easterners have different systems for talent training. Westerners are more comprehensive. In addition, most Easterners cannot keep up with the physical fitness required by military academies. Many special forces in Eastern countries find it difficult to qualify. Military academies are all Europeans and Americans, or blacks, with excellent physical fitness.

"Mu Yuan..." Jack's Chinese is not that good. He is always serious in simple words like "hello, goodbye, you are so beautiful". He only knows how to read it after looking up the dictionary.

The instructor at the water station said that this is a military genius.

Jack said nothing, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a little sarcasm, "How many wars has a sixteen-year-old boy seen? Can he be a military genius?"

He didn't believe it!

At four o'clock in the morning, the whistle blew throughout the freshman building. Jack stood with his hands behind his back, waiting in the assembly space in front of the building. The freshman building was in chaos. Five minutes later, a teenager in an army uniform jumped down from the second floor and landed steadily in front of him. Jack thought, well, this action is smooth and beautiful.

Army commander, lieutenant rank.

Black hair, black eyes, not as deep as Westerners, wheat-colored skin, boys at the age of sixteen have not yet fully grown, and look only about 1.73 meters tall, not tall, handsome and childish. In Jack's eyes, he is just a boy who has not grown up.

Mu Yuan was amazed at first sight, so... a perfect face, deep and delicate, the only flaw is that he is like a piece of ice, wrapped in indifference that makes it difficult to approach.

There were only two people at the gathering place. After three minutes, the second boy jumped down from the second floor and stood beside Mu Yuan.

This boy was sent by the French army. He was also a lieutenant and a special forces soldier. He was good at blasting and fighting. Jack found that he could quickly match the boy's face and name, as well as the things they were good at, with the picture information in his mind.

After twelve minutes, all fifty-three people gathered.

Jack said, "Look to the right, do you see the flag of your country?"

To the right of the freshman, the flags of sixteen countries were flying at halfway.

Jack said, "It is the tradition of the Army Officer School that you go to raise the flag every morning. There is an assessment every three days. Those who fail the test will be eliminated. In the end, only ten students who can complete the course perfectly will remain. Whether your national flag can fly in the freshman area of ​​the military school depends on whether you can earn face for the motherland."

It was rare for him to say such a long speech. The students followed his gaze and looked at the flag area.

Mu Yuan looked at the flagpole on the far left. The five-star red flag was halfway up and was arranged at the very end. He knew that there were very few Chinese students in the Army Officer School. Asians were not as physically fit as Europeans and Americans. They would be eliminated in the first few rounds of selection. Those who could enter were all outstanding. The last lieutenant colonel who entered the military school was three years ago. There have been no Chinese soldiers in the past few years.

This is the best resourced military school in the world.

Jack took a step back and said, "Count!"

Mu Yuan's first day at the military school was not easy. The lieutenant colonel had warned him long ago that freshmen would be tortured by old students, especially Asians. They could not resist, but could only endure and must be tough.

Take it as a training.

On the first day, he was tortured by the old students to do 800 push-ups and two hours of single bar until his legs cramped. Mu Yuan was taciturn and rarely had conflicts with others. The heavy tasks every day drove people crazy.

Every morning, he showed up at the assembly point on time in five minutes.

On the third morning, Jack saw Mu Yuan showing up at the assembly point on time again, his calves trembling.

Every morning, they had to perform a three-minute eye contact, which Jack found quite interesting. He used to have a very vague impression of Mu Yuan's face, but after three days, he had a small impression of it.

He had heard about Mu Yuan being tortured by the old team members a long time ago.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the military academy. In the past few days, he trained the freshmen. Mu Yuan was all-round in every aspect. Except for his physical fitness, which was a little worse than that of Europeans and Americans, his grades were all the first, and his comprehensive scores were also the first. You are also an Asian, who else should I torture?

"You ranked first in the assessment today." Jack said.

This was the first time Jack had spoken to Mu Yuan alone in three days.

"Yes!"

"Problem?"

"No problem, sir!"

Jack glanced at him and nodded, "Good luck."

Although Mu Yuan would be harassed and tortured by the old students, the soldiers had their own rules and would not engage in intrigue. At most, they wanted to wear Mu Yuan down. Mu Yuan was very tolerant. The officer who went back last time told him that everything could be put aside. Whoever's national flag was still hanging on the playground at the end was the winner. Even if he was harassed and tortured, it didn't matter. The rules of soldiers all over the world were the same. They would not be on guard like the palace conspiracy. Everyone who was selected was a child of destiny. It was common for them to dislike each other. After getting along for a long time and going on several missions together, they became familiar with each other and got along well.

After a round of screening, there were 45 people left. Mu Yuan was the only oriental face. During this period, the students went on a joint mission, and the groups became familiar with each other. Mu Yuan's state of being excluded also gradually improved.

On this day, the members of Mu Yuan's team were having dinner, and Solo from their team ran over in a panic, "It's bad, it's bad, Patton and Berg are on the training ground... they are fighting with the instructor."

"What's going on?"

Mu Yuan and his team didn't even eat, and hurried to the training ground. There were a large group of people on the training ground, Jack stood in the middle, and Patton and Berg were like two angry lions.

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This chapter contains some of the small drama content in the National Male God Falls in Love with Me. Please forgive those who have read it. I still have to write about the first meeting to evoke memories, and I won't do it again!