On the rostrum.
Wei Long was a little stunned.
What Chu Yao said does make some sense.
But it's really... against the rules.
This kid is just a greenhorn.
In the past, anyone who received the third-class warrior merit was happy and regarded it as a great honor.
And he actually wanted benefits!
Young people nowadays are obsessed with money and have no sense of the overall situation.
For the time being, Wei Long really couldn't bring himself to bring it up.
The distribution of supplies to the law enforcement team is also limited, and he has no say in how to distribute it haphazardly.
"I'll go back and research the specific material rewards. Don't worry, we won't let our little hero down!"
Thinking of this, Wei Long smiled and patted Chu Yao on the shoulder, changing the subject.
"Okay, thank you, Commander Wei."
Chu Yao looked at him with a smile, thought about it, and decided to stop, nodding and leaving the stage.
There was another round of thunderous applause from the audience.
…
After Chu Yao received the award, he continued his morning exercises as usual.
During the entire training period, Chu Yao noticed countless eyes looking at him.
The instructor who was responsible for supervising and guiding morning exercises would often come to his side.
This kind of treatment has never been received before.
The peaceful life will be broken from now on...
In the past, I was not an unknown person in school. I was just popular among girls because of my handsome appearance.
But to put it bluntly, these are not presentable.
And now, with this third-class warrior medal, he is definitely a celebrity.
At least in Jiangcheng Martial Arts School, Scorpion Shit is unique.
We must stand up!
…
After morning exercises, Chu Yao took a shower as usual and returned to the classroom, only to find a teacher waiting for him at the door.
"Student Chu Yao, Principal Jiang wants to see you. Come with me."
"OK."
Although he didn't expect the principal to find him so soon, Chu Yao was not surprised by this.
Following behind the male teacher, he walked towards the principal's office.
"Teacher, what's your name? I don't think I've seen you before. You don't look very old. You've become a mentor at such a young age. You're really promising."
Slightly lagging behind him by half a step, Chu Yao praised him with a bright smile.
No matter how weak the instructor of Jiangcheng Martial Arts School is, he is at least at the Moving Mountains Realm and has great authority.
In this kind of semi-military school, the tutor is almost the same as the superior.
"Jiang Jinghong, the new tactical advisor, when it comes to young and promising people, I'm not as good as you."
This mentor has a very gentle aura and a very charming and sweet voice.
Last name Jiang?
The principal's surname is also Jiang.
Could he be a relative of the principal?
Chu Yao thought so and laughed, "No, you are too modest. I am just a little luckier."
"You're not just lucky. You're also handsome and have high emotional intelligence. Your leadership skills should be pretty good too. It's just that your strength is a little lacking. But strength isn't the most important thing."
Jiang Jinghong said meaningfully.
Chu Yao was slightly stunned.
"You said strength isn't the most important thing? I've never heard of that before. Could you elaborate on it?"
The education Chu Yao received and the environment around him had always been based on absolute strength.
This is the first time I've heard someone say this.
"On the battlefield, personal strength is never the first priority."
Chu Yao: "Hmm?"
"Personal strength must be subordinated to tactical intentions, tactical intentions must be subordinated to strategic command, and strategic command must follow..."
Jiang Jinghong didn't finish his words, which made Chu Yao a little confused.
"What?"
Jiang Jinghong didn't answer, but asked in a testing manner, "What do you think?"
Chu Yao thought what he said was interesting.
However, this question is really difficult to answer.
After thinking for a long time, Chu Yao still couldn't figure it out. He had some vague inspiration, but he couldn't explain it clearly.
I still haven't figured this out completely.
We have arrived at the principal's office.
"Come in."
"Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly."
Jiang Jinghong pushed open the door and gestured for invitation.
Chu Yao didn't get stuck on it. He smiled at him and walked in.
The first time Chu Yao stepped into the principal's office, he felt like he was in a library.
Three walls are surrounded by bookcases, extending from the floor to the ceiling, and all kinds of books are densely packed.
The room was minimalist in style. A middle-aged man in an old-fashioned robe was sitting at the desk, on which a pot of tea had been brewed.
This is Jiang Hong, the principal of Jiangcheng Martial Arts School.
It is said that the principal used to be a big shot in the military, but later he was injured and retired to the second line to concentrate on educating children.
But I have no sense of presence in school.
He rarely attended various speeches in person, and I didn't even see him at the freshman assembly.
"Principal Jiang, are you looking for me?"
Chu Yao greeted him.
"Um."
Jiang Hong had a loud voice and a pair of thick and bold eyebrows that made him look intimidating without even being angry. He stood up and looked Chu Yao up and down.
"Tell me, what reward do you want?"
He was straightforward and never said a word of empty words. He had the iron-blooded temperament of a soldier.
"It's not that I absolutely want a reward, I'm just a little scared. The law enforcement team is clearly setting me up. I'm afraid I can be glorious today, but in a couple of days, my body will be collected."
Chu Yao said with a calm expression, neither humble nor arrogant.
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