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As little as they were, there were still over ten military academies located all over the country.

If it was too far, she would have to judge the situation.

Mu Nanji’s lips curled up. “Capital city!”

Capital?

Gu Qingjiu paused.

She couldn’t believe that this opportunity would drop on her lap.

Tang Yuyu mentioned before that with Gu Qingjiu’s shooting talents, fate would dictate that she would not stay in the advanced training camp for long.

Who would’ve thought that they would directly transfer her to the capital with the prefix of studying at a military academy?

The capital was China’s important military point—the capital city of the country.

There were three military academies there.

And these three academies occupied the top three spots of the entire country.

Even if the school she entered was ranked third, she was still darn lucky.

Because of her excitement, her heart started pumping rapidly.

“I…”

A second of hesitation and Mu Nanji smiled. “You can consider it. This is a decision that you can make, not a transfer order from the higher-ups. Don’t you have an older brother in the capital as well? If you went, you will at least have someone to look out for you. Your dormitory mate, Qi Xiaoran, is also one people transferring to the military academy. In this entire camp, only you two have this chance.”

Qi Xiaoran?

Gu Qingjiu was a little shocked to hear that name.

While she was still contemplating, Mu Nanji had already left.

Gu Qingjiu returned to the class to finish her lessons.

After training, she kept this matter to herself and did not share it with the others.

After she had returned to the dormitory, she couldn’t suppress the elation she felt.

But the first thing she thought of was to tell the Chief Instructor about it.

However, because it was still training period, she didn’t have her cell phone with her. She had no other means to contact him.

Even when the weekend rolled around, Gu Qingjiu still did not ask Qi Xiaoran about the special training.

After retrieving her phone, Gu Qingjiu sent a text message to He Niancheng.

In the afternoon, the Chief Instructor, who had nothing to do, was cooped up in Nan Yingxuan’s infirmary. He was lazing around in broad daylight.

He sat at a table near the door. The sunray which came through the window shone on his face.

Illuminating him with an unearthly glow.

The sunshine added an intoxicating tint to that unworldly handsome face of his.

Every bit of it was like an oil painting.

Giving people the urge to prostrate themselves before him as they worshipped him.

He quietly sat there, a stark contrast to Nan Yingxuan who was busy.

‘Bzzt.’

‘Bzzt.’

His cell phone was on the table vibrated twice because of the notification from the message.

Nan Yingxuan and He Niancheng’s eyes turned to it.

He Niancheng swept a look at it, picking up the cell phone only after seeing the sender.

Reading the contents of the message, He Niancheng frowned.

His handsome features, which did not in any way diminish, showed a rare trace of hesitation.

“What’s the matter?”

Nan Yingxuan curiously asked.

He Niancheng placed the cell phone back on the table, and he replied, “Gu Qingjiu said that Instructor Mu gave her the choice to choose whether she wanted to attend the military academy at the capital.”

It startled Nan Yingxuan. “You and Gu Qingjiu are already texting?”

He Niancheng’s frown deepened, and a glint flashed across his cool eyes. His fingers tapped on the table. “At this time, you should be focused on the main point, not the small things.”

Nan Yingxuan disagreed. “This was nothing. For me, this is the main point.”