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081 Military Training Contest IV

Zhou Shang felt like he had heard the name Xuan Ling before. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that Gu Rou had said that she had a friend named Xuan Ling who taught music at WH University.

Well, that's right, because Xuan Ling looks about the same age as Gu Rou, but unlike Gu Rou's charming and soft-bodied young/woman beauty, Xuan Ling Loli's face has a mature look, and she has the look of your neighbor.

She has the knowledge and experience of the eldest sister in the family, but she also has the innocent and lovely face of your sister next door.

How should I put it? Xuan Ling is the kind of woman who you think cannot conquer her heart, but desperately want to conquer her body.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shang suddenly came up with an idea. He looked at Xuan Ling with a smile, and said first: "Hello, Teacher Xuan Ling." Then he pretended to look at it and said, "Mr. Xuan Ling teaches music, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, both Qinyin and Xuan Ling looked at him with interest. Xuan Ling's eyes were all focused on Zhou Shang: "Hey, how did you know?"

Zhou Shang pretended to smile mysteriously: "This is your skill. There is something about you that reveals your profession."

When he said this, Xuan Ling became even more curious, and couldn't help but ask Zhou Shang where he saw it on his body. At this time, Xuan Ling had been completely seduced step by step by Zhou Shang's deliberate words.

If there were only him and Xuan Ling at this time, he would probably say things like "from your breasts" and "from your butt" when his mind gets hot. But now that Qin Yin and other girls in the class are here, Zhou Shang will naturally

Not daring to say that anymore, he pretended to smile mysteriously and stopped talking, leaving Xuan Ling unlimited space for his imagination.

Seeing that Zhou Shang didn't say anything, Xuan Ling was too embarrassed to keep asking questions because of his status as a teacher. He chatted with Qin Yin and the classmates in Class 3 for a while and then left.

Zhou Shang saw that Xuan Ling was leaving. How could he give up this opportunity to meet a beautiful woman? He quickly caught up and said, "Teacher Xuan Ling, can you leave your phone number?"

Xuan Ling stopped, turned around and looked at Zhou Shang with a smile: "Why should I call you?"

"Don't you want to know how I just saw that you teach music?" At this time, Zhou Shang and Xuan Ling were far away from the teachers and students in Class 3. Zhou Shang spoke much more casually and looked at him thoughtfully.

Xuan Ling has green-white skin.

"Haha, I don't want to." Xuan Ling smiled and left again.

Although Xuan Ling looks like a lolita, she is a woman in her late thirties after all, and she still has some control over her curiosity.

"I'm Gu Rou's younger brother!" Zhou Shang had no choice but to use his trump card. Sure enough, when Xuan Ling heard Gu Rou, his eyes lit up even more. He turned back and looked at Zhou Shang expectantly, his small mouth slightly open.

, asked: "Gu Rou, is she okay?"

Zhou Shang briefly told Gu Rou's current situation, but did not mention Gu Rou's current relationship crisis with Guan Qinfeng.

And after saying this, Zhou Shang also realized that he had been busy during this period and had neglected Rou'er. It seemed that he would take time to see her.

After Xuan Ling knew that Zhou Shang and Gu Rou were friends, he smiled more gently and gave Zhou Shang the phone number before waving goodbye.

Zhou Shang kept Xuan Ling's phone number, and an idea came to him. Xuan Ling was a music teacher at WH University, and he should have some relationship with the H Provincial Conservatory of Music. He didn't know if there were any acquaintances of Xuan Ling at the H Provincial Conservatory of Music. If Xuan Ling was entrusted

Ling and himself go to the H Province Conservatory of Music together, maybe it can easily solve Han Jiaren's admission problem.

Thinking of this, he felt a burst of joy in his heart. It seemed that having more connections would be beneficial. Before that, he probably wouldn't have thought that Han Jia and Xuan Ling could be related.

Back in the pergola, Qinyin squeezed Zhou Shang with her body and looked at him: "You just went after Teacher Xuan Ling. What were you mumbling about?"

Zhou Shang knew that Qinyin asked because he cared about him. He just smiled: "I didn't say anything."

Qin Yin said a little displeased: "Hmph, you must have asked for the phone because Teacher Xuan Ling is pretty. I think if you enter WH University, all the young female teachers in our school will suffer in the future."

Zhou Shang quickly said softly and gently: "No matter what happens, I still like the feel of your hand."

Qinyin gave Zhou Shang a hard look, her eyes filled with all kinds of complex emotions, including pride, anger, and temptation...

The two chatted for a while, and the competition began immediately. At this time, the military training instructors also arrived one after another and greeted the students one after another.

The instructor of Zhou Shang's class also came to the pergola. The girls all shouted in unison: "Hello, instructor!"

The instructor nodded and patted Zhou Shang on the shoulder: "Come on, boy."

These instructors are all soldiers from the military region and have relatively straightforward temperaments. Although they were somewhat prejudiced against Zhou Shang because of Zhao Jun's instigation during the bet, they are sincerely cheering for Zhou Shang now.

Zhou Shang also patted the instructor and said that he didn't care about the unpleasantness last time and everything was relieved.

At this time, another instructor with stripes on the shoulder straps shouted to this side from the other side of the pergola: "Oh, you also have people participating in the competition over there."

The instructor with the bar was from Teacher Zhang's side. At this time, he was explaining fighting skills to the boys in Teacher Zhang's class. He taught him one move after another. He looked powerful and powerful. Many students gathered around to watch.

Zhou Shang's instructor forced a smile at the instructor with the stick: "Yes."

"Then why don't you hurry up and teach him, so that the defeat won't be too ugly when the time comes, haha." The instructor with the bully laughed, took the initiative to end the conversation, and turned around to continue teaching the boys in Teacher Zhang's class to fight.

Zhou Shang's instructor shook his head, smiled bitterly, and explained to Zhou Shang: "Our platoon leader is used to showing off his power, haha."

Zhou Shang nodded to express understanding.

The instructor wanted to say something more, but he suddenly looked towards the stage and seemed to be looking straight. Zhou Shang followed his gaze and saw that it was the guests invited by the martial arts competition who were on stage.

The person walking in front turned out to be Qin Wuyang, followed closely by the fat Principal Zhang.

The instructor showed an excited expression and said to Zhou Shang: "That's Colonel Qin, the grandson of the commander. Your school is so proud that you can invite him to the competition among freshmen in military training."

Zhou Shang didn't expect Wuyang to show up here, and he was very happy. He just waited for the competition to end and went to Wuyang for a drink, and then talked about the special teams and the 'National Force Value Ranking Conference'.

It must be a national military force ranking conference, and this kind of military training competition is nothing.

As the students cheered, two hosts, a man and a woman, walked onto the competition stage and introduced Qin Wuyang's identity, causing the girls to scream.

When these girls saw Qin Wuyang's talent and that he was a high-ranking officer, they all screamed one after another. Wherever Qin Wuyang looked, they started boiling like water.

After introducing Qin Wuyang, the female host announced briskly: "The military training competition begins now!"


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