Jiang Yan threw himself on the mattress. He buried his face in the pillow and did not move for a long time.
"This is really a bed..." Tears welled up in the corners of Jiang Yan's eyes, and he was speechless for a moment.
It has been a month since I said goodbye to my comfortable kennel. I thought I had forgotten this decadent feeling, but I didn’t expect...
The soft touch and the dryness caused by the sun make people feel like they have returned to the place where dreams began (well, the bed is indeed the place where dreams begin).
There is no need for practice. Jiang Yan only needs this one contact to imagine how much relief these small square meters can bring to people after a day of fatigue.
It's not a big bed - it's only the size of a single bed, and has the same design as the three-in-one bed with desk, cabinet and loft bed in the dormitory.
It's not a high-end bed - it doesn't have a high-end mattress, no Simmons, no latex pillows or pillows filled with medicinal herbs, no silk quilts, and the sheets and quilt covers are cheap. However, Jiang Yan recalled that he left the civilized world for a
After many months (actually it doesn’t seem to be that long), my mind can’t help but echo the widely sung song of the earth——
"I'm wahing just like this." Jiang Yan sat up and looked straight ahead with the eyes of a philosopher, with a detached look on his face.
Although there is no broad field of vision or anything else here, it would give him the conditions to look straight ahead like this. But this does not affect him from doing this action.
It makes him feel handsome and awesome. That's enough.
He wahing just like this.
Life needs a sense of ritual.
After experiencing the emotion of nearly five hundred words, Jiang Yan returned to normal. He crossed his legs and leaned against the quilt in the same upper body posture as Ge You.
Let’s sort out the situation.
After passing the test, Connor led him out of the testing site, took him clothes, identified his dormitory, roughly figured out the location of the buildings in the headquarters (Jiang Yan mainly remembered the canteen), and then prepared to leave
.
"Don't you have to go back and continue the interview?" Jiang Yan looked confused. What's going on with this old boy?
"I am only responsible for interviewing unknown people like you. In our place, you are the only one like this." Connor handed him a form: "Keep it and find time to fill it out within today.
Then submit it to the archives office.”
Connor, who seemed not to be at ease with Jiang Yan, added:
"Next, you will go through about three years of training with other qualified candidates. Before that, everyone is required to fill in this form - including a code to call you and some other data.
"Don't underestimate this code name - it represents the beginning of your life in Black Steel. Many people come here to find a new life.
"We don't care about the past. This new name represents your present and future. You can choose a brand new name to forget the past.
"For someone like you who has no legal identity, this codename will be part of your new identity."
Connor paused for a while and then said:
"In addition, other projects are also very important. They will affect our arrangements for your courses and training, and may also affect your official position in the future.
"If you don't understand anything, you can ask Razer in the afternoon - the interview should be completed in the morning. She will be at the training ground in the afternoon.
"In addition, she will tell you everything we know about your original identity. It will be very helpful for you to complete the form and understand yourself."
…
After listening to Connor's bb for nearly half an hour, Jiang Yan finally had the chance to walk away.
She looks so fierce and talks like an old woman...
Then Jiang Yan went to pick up a few sets of clothes - this was what Connor had told him.
"If you feel that the prison uniform is not comfortable to wear, you can change it into our training uniform. It doesn't matter if you pick it up in advance."
Then I went to the bathhouse to take a shower, tidy up, and put on training clothes - not as handsome as their official employee uniforms, but much higher than prison uniforms.
Then Jiang Yan came to the cafeteria.
Jiang Yan walked out of the cafeteria and returned to the dormitory.
"The food is quite good, but it's enough." Jiang Yan recalled the food in the Heigang Canteen and felt that he had more hope for the future. After his ability exploded, he could support his all-you-can-eat food supply. To be honest, Jiang Yan felt that he had more hope for the future.
It's very important.
By eating well and sleeping well, people's most basic desires have been satisfied.
It was already afternoon, and although Jiang Yan also wanted to take a nap to regain his laziness, there were other things to do now.
Thinking about the form on the table, Jiang Yan decided to consult Razer.
And he cared very much about what Connor said...
"Everything I know about your original identity", right?
So actually I’m not completely a gangster?
According to Connor's description, Jiang Shao groped his way to the training ground.
To be honest, this should be an area - and it's not small. Although Jiang Yan doesn't have a clear idea of the size of the space, it is at least half a school. It is divided into many venues and venues according to different functions.
Jiang Yan looked at the area map posted at the door and thought about where he should go to find the female interviewer.
"Why are you here?" A somewhat familiar voice came from behind. Jiang Yan turned around and saw that it was Franka.
"Hello, Miss Franka." Jiang Shao replied: "I heard that Miss Razer can be found here."
"So you're here to find that top student." Franka raised her lips: "Why, do you prefer a serious person like her to someone like me who is considerate and gentle?"
As she spoke, Franka frowned slightly, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and pretended to be sad.
..."...Don't make fun of me, ma'am. I'm here for consultation." Jiang Yan was at a loss for such a situation. He was not a very good person with the opposite sex in the past, and he didn't even have a few female friends. This
Although he knew the statement was a joke, he didn't quite know how to respond.
And he doesn't seem to be very familiar with Franka... Maybe she has the attribute of being familiar with her.
"Relationship counseling?"
...with an attribute that likes to joke, and a somewhat bad personality.
Or do you just like this kind of topic? But I really can’t believe that the imposing interrogator yesterday could be a love brain.
"Don't turn your face dark, it's just a joke." Franka looked at Jiang Shao who was slightly embarrassed and smiled: "If you don't like this kind of joke, I'll just stop saying it in the future."
"Who knew you would have such a boring reaction? You didn't even refute it." Franka puffed up her cheeks. "It would be more interesting to tease Razer."
As she said this, she walked up to Jiang Yan and said, "You're here to ask her about the form, right? Come on, I'll show you the way. I'm also here for this matter."
Jiang Shao followed Franka, lowered his head and asked, "You also want to fill out a form?"
"..." Franka rolled her eyes at him and moved the file folder in her hand to Jiang Shao's chest. "I'm here to get you information - information about before you lost your memory."
"...Am I not a gangster?" Jiang Yan took the document. He remembered that Franka told him that his legal identity information could not be found. Why was there information about his past?
"You don't always grow up in the forest, so naturally someone will see you. We did a little research on your past, which includes information about your past work, address, and other insignificant things.
Records - they are all oral records, and the credibility is not necessarily high. However, Black Steel has its own intelligence network, and the things in it will not be completely useless."
Jiang Yan was just about to open it, but then he thought that there was no rush anyway, and it would be okay to look at it later. So he took the file, followed Franka, and walked into the training area.
After some time, the two found Razer at the shooting range. Razer was training at this time.
When Razer saw the two of them arriving, he first motioned for them to wait outside the venue and pointed to the bullets on the table, presumably to wait for her to finish the shooting before talking.
After about five minutes, Razer put down the pistol, took off the eyepiece, and came to the two of them with a water bottle.
"Is it over?" Franka asked, looking at the bullet casings on the ground.
"Today's shooting training is over. There will be driving training and combat training later." Razer unscrewed the mineral water bottle and picked up the towel hanging on the wall to wipe his sweat.
"Only someone as rigid as you can train so much every day." Franka said to Razer. "Once you master the skills, you will naturally remember them when you use them."
"Only a lot of training can avoid accidents on the battlefield, and lack of skills may cause irreparable consequences." Razer frowned and retorted to his partner. Franka's cynical attitude had always made Razer very angry.
"Living is always..."
"Living is always the most important thing." Franka rolled her eyes at her old enemy. "You have repeated it thousands of times. Obviously Miss Top Student cannot understand the thrill of risking your life on the battlefield.
How intoxicating. Only by constantly going deep into dangerous situations can one's skills grow."
"The thing that hurts me the most is the so-called 'tension' you are looking for in combat!" Razer's tone was a little higher.
"Carrying only a light long sword into the battlefield, the lack of armor and teammates' cover brings you not nervousness, but danger!"
"Is this why you chose the combination of protective shield and gun?" Franka sneered.
"You clearly have mastery of the Originium technology, but you still choose such conservative equipment. Do you know what the biggest role of your GIGN-like outfit on the battlefield is? - It is to give the enemy a sense that they are not dealing with a security company.
Instead of fighting, they were facing anti-terrorist troops - although there was only one person wearing the same clothes as the troops. And the biggest contribution Leng Shen provided to Black Steel at this time was that I could easily knock them down with a long sword during this period, and
Not waiting for some heavy operator to knock them out!"
Franka's long speech clearly gained the upper hand. Then Miss Fox said another short sentence in Spanish, and then she stared at Razer, who was no shorter than her, with a superior gaze.
Razer, on the other hand, could only stare at Franka with an angry look that said, "But I'm uneducated," and said nothing.
Jiang Shao finally figured it out. If these two were placed in the Celestial Dynasty, they would probably talk about cross talk.
And it can also be seen that the quality of Razer is much higher than that of Franka - Franca curses in a language that others cannot understand, while Razer speaks straight and does not use curse words.
By the way, Franca is talking about "a donkey's head with horns on its head."
It seems that the culture of swearing in foreign languages is not as exciting as in Chinese.
Just when Jiang Yan was sighing at Razer's broad mind and profound Chinese language, Razer directly said a verb starting with F, which scared Jiang Yan's eyes and made him doubt his ears for a moment.
"Are you here to ask about filling out a form? Bring over the form and files." Razer just pretended that nothing happened and directly turned the topic to Jiang Yan.
……All right.
This has nothing to do with quality, it's just the difference between literary and artistic young people cursing people in a roundabout way, and saying, "But I'm uneducated, I can get away with the world with just one word."