[Soldier Assault] Doujin——Samsara

([-]) Coffee

This time Gao Cheng actually answered calmly and teasingly.

It's a good idea, this kid can ask to go back to class five, tell me, what should I do?

In fact, Gao Cheng pretended to be calm on the phone, hung up on the third child, and immediately called the A team, and scolded Yuan Lang with a gun and a stick.

In the end, when Yuan Lang said that the selection of pumpkins was still going on, Gao Cheng felt that the dead old A was going to do the same thing as last time, so he flatly refused: I can tell you, if you still want to run away from me A soldier with one leg, I will never agree.

A dead old A.

When Gao Cheng heard the word "selection", he couldn't help but think of his armor-piercing projectile Wu Liuyi, so he couldn't get angry, but Chengcai did this, it was obvious that he still wanted to go to old A, and he did it in a dignified manner.

As a soldier, he was born to be a strong man. Now that he knows how to pretend to be a bear, he will not stop climbing to the top. The only thing he can do is to help him.

The third child is just like him, he is so anxious because he is worried, he doesn't know what to do to become a talent, right?

In this case, he should have a good talk with Cheng Cai.

The afternoon sun pierced through the dense woods, carving starlight on the boulevard. Lin Xiangnan didn't plan to take a nap, and he didn't take off his laboratory work clothes. There was a slight uneasiness on his face. Under normal circumstances, he rarely showed this expression. , the cigarette in his hand had already been burned, so he directly snuffed it out and threw it into the trash can.

He seldom smokes. This is a signal that he is about to face this problem. He is not fully sure in his heart. Now, he is waiting for someone.

Report!Outside the door, Shen Yixing's voice sounded.

come in.

Lin Xiangnan had already got up and prepared a cup of black tea for his favorite student, sat down, watched the sleepy guy push the door in, saluted, and then, a bright smile spread across the baby's face in time.

Instructor Lin, didn't you rest?

Lin Xiangnan actually doesn't like the title of instructor, he prefers others to call him professor, but Shen Yixing obviously did it on purpose, who told him to disturb his nap.

Sit down and drink tea.

Oh, it's Sri Lankan black tea, Professor, how kind of you!

Finally, Shen Yixing couldn't help it. Looking at Professor Lin's tightly furrowed eyebrows, his mouth became very sweet again, like Lin Xiangnan specially added sugar to black tea.

Know me well...if...you went then what?What old A?Is there such a good black tea?

Lin Xiangnan's eyes at this time were really reluctant. Shen Yixing knew Professor Lin's intentions, so he concentrated on stirring the black tea with a spoon, not daring to look into the eyes behind the pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He knew that from the day he stepped into this military academy, Lin Xiangnan really treated him well.

After finishing his freshman year, the school made an exception to allow him to skip a grade. Lin Xiangnan played a vital role. Although this authoritative expert didn't say anything, everyone knew that Shen Yixing must already be a graduate student. I thought everything would be logical. Knowing that, Cheng Yaojin was killed halfway.

Professor, actually, I prefer coffee.

Shen Yixing was silent for 2 minutes, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at Lin Xiangnan, summoned up the greatest courage, and said: Thank you, professor, really.

Do you know what special forces are?You are a city soldier. You have never seen what a real army looks like. Are you sure you can endure that kind of hardship? What do you think?

When Lin Xiangnan asked this series of questions, his expression was like a child with a strong desire for knowledge. He smiled at Shen Yixing and asked playfully: Professor, you have asked so many questions, which one should I answer first?

Don't be joking, be serious, Shen Yixing.

Yes, sir.

Seeing Shen Yixing's indifferent look, Lin Xiangnan really wanted to give him a kick. He is also a soldier, but now that he is a professor, he usually pays attention to his image, and it is even more unseemly to fight with students.

Shen Yixing picked up the black tea that he hadn't touched, handed it to Lin Xiangan respectfully, and sang deliberately, "Master, this disciple has apologized to you."

Lin Xiangnan gave the boy a sideways glance, feeling that he was going to have a heart attack from anger, but he couldn't bear to scold him, and after a stalemate for a minute, he finally took the tea in Shen Yixing's hand helplessly like a deflated ball. Sighed: One star, do you think I owed you the teacher in my previous life, and I am destined to be eaten by you in this life.

Professor, how can you be so superstitious?