Transmigrating to the 70s: The Scheming Military Commander's Pampered Darling

The first time they met, he was arrogant and dashing. The second time, he transformed into her personal bodyguard...

"Wasting time dealing with scum, I'll help you eliminate them all....

Chapter 707: Regaining Strength

Chapter 707: Regaining Strength

"I admire you so much. You made it into the top four?"

Zhou Zixu's face was filled with shock, his eyes full of admiration. He held Wu Changjiang's hands tightly and shouted excitedly.

"What a fuss."

Zheng Yaoxian passed by their door with sweat on his face. Hearing Zhou Zixu's excited voice, he frowned and said something with disdain.

"Do you think so?"

Zhou Zixu pretended not to know him and asked him with a smile.

"Ahem, I'm leaving first."

Wu Changjiang's eyes were filled with pride just now, and he wanted to say a few words of modesty and listen to him praise himself.

He didn't expect Zheng Yaoxian to be sarcastic and his face turned red. In front of the runner-up, he was not worth mentioning at all.

He coughed twice awkwardly and left in embarrassment.

Zhou Zixu curled the corners of his mouth slightly. Wu Changjiang appears humble on the outside but vain on the inside. This guy probably didn't work hard in actual training and liked to take shortcuts.

"Are you new here this year?"

Zheng Yaoxian wiped the sweat off his face with the towel around his neck, while looking Zhou Zixu up and down, obviously looking down on him.

The main reason is that Zhou Zixu looks too handsome, like a pretty boy, and he doesn’t think he looks like a man.

"Yes, I am here to learn."

Zhou Zixu was smiling happily and rubbing his hands together, as if he was very excited to be able to participate in the competition, but also had no confidence in himself.

"Well, study hard. It will do you good."

Zheng Yaoxian showed contempt for the smiling Zhou Zixu. He casually threw the towel he had used to wipe his sweat over his shoulder, said something, and turned away.

This was very impolite, treating the opponent with the same attitude as a recruit. Zhou Zixu did not feel insulted by this arrogance, but laughed instead.

"Okay, I will definitely study hard."

Zheng Yaoxian didn't even turn his head, as if he didn't hear him, and walked into the dormitory next door.

The smile on Zhou Zixu's face gradually faded, and his eyes changed from humble to sharp.

You all have your eyes set high, and I will crush your pride...with my own hands.

After closing the door, he saw that his soldiers' eyes were filled with anger. They were so angry at Zheng Yaoxian's arrogance that their faces turned red and their fists were clenched, making a clattering sound.

"What? Are you angry? The more proud the enemy is, the better. That way we can find their weakness."

He smiled and patted their shoulders one by one. He was so angry before the game even started. Was he stupid?

"Why are you so arrogant? We are all here to compete, and we haven't even started yet! As if they are sure to win, they are asking you to study hard? Don't you even look at who you are? An instructor?"

Tang Jiale was young and energetic, and he stood up for the battalion commander. After all, they were also the champions of the 39th Army competition, so why should they be treated like this?

"You got it, arrogant soldiers will be defeated. I am confident that I can beat them. You are not allowed to learn from them. We should have a learning attitude, learn from their strengths, see their weaknesses, and learn from their strengths to make up for our weaknesses in order to make continuous progress. Do you understand?"

Zhou Zixu's expression turned solemn. He was a very arrogant person in his bones, not just less than them, but even more arrogant than them.

But he knew that humility brings benefits while arrogance brings harm. The three people he had met were all too complacent, and that was their weakness. He had to restrain his pride. He said this to Tang Jiale and the others, and also as a warning to himself.

"Yes, Captain, we will work hard and win a championship."

Zhang Changshui clenched his fists, his eyes sparkled, and his tone was firm, as if he was expressing his determination.

"Okay, well done, the championship medals are waiting for us! Now go to sleep."

Zhou Zixu smiled and waved his hand, asking everyone to conserve their energy.

The door rang and someone pushed it open and walked in. Zhou Zixu suddenly turned around and looked over.