Instructor Jin is a man from Shandong Province, over 187 cm tall. When Ning Yuan stands face to face with him, they look like a potato and a green onion!
Everyone burst into laughter.
Instructor Jin stretched out one hand, then put it behind his back: "Now, little potato, try hitting me. I'll block you with just one hand!"
As he spoke, he put his other hand behind his back, looking cool and handsome, which made Yan Yangyang's eyes light up: "I just love Instructor Jin's cool and edgy look."
Chu Hongyu: "...I feel like I've heard that somewhere before...You seem to like every soldier you meet."
Ning Yuan lowered her eyes and said slowly, "Instructor, my grandma said we shouldn't hit people..."
Instructor Jin smiled enticingly: "If you, little potato, can hit me, none of you will have to stand at attention this afternoon!"
Ning Yuan stared at Instructor Jin expressionlessly and demanded an additional challenge: "...Then we don't have to run around the playground!"
The instructor wants to use her as a clown for demonstration, right?
You wait, Dongshan scallions!
Instructor Jin raised an eyebrow. "You dare to haggle?"
The man from Shandong Province readily agreed: "Okay!"
Ning Yuan walked over with her head down, and with a slow-motion motion, reached out and patted his sleeve softly: "This... this is how you fight?"
Instructor Jin frowned as he watched her hesitate to make a move: "This isn't like you playing around with your classmates. You have to attack me. Kick, punch, and shove as you please!"
Ning Yuan hesitated, raising her hand but holding it out in mid-air, looking like she was about to hit someone but couldn't bring herself to: "Isn't it bad to hit someone?"
“Model Student No. 1, this is just a demonstration, not a fight!” Instructor Jin’s brow furrowed even more. He hated weak and limp female students the most.
Seemingly frightened by him, Ning Yuan trembled timidly again, her hand outstretched in front of her but not daring to move. Her cowardly appearance infuriated Instructor Jin.
He couldn't help but step forward and angrily grabbed her arm: "What's wrong with you? Can't you even attack someone with your hands?!"
Before she finished speaking, Ning Yuan suddenly clenched her outstretched hand, making a fist with her phoenix eyes, and then with a burst of power, she punched him hard at his Qimen acupoint!
Instructor Jin sensed something was wrong in an instant and quickly stepped back to block, but Ning Yuan was standing too close.
He immediately felt a sharp, intense pain in his ribs. Ning Yuan had landed a successful blow and turned to run away.
As the deputy battalion commander of the reconnaissance battalion, Instructor Jin instinctively tried to sweep his leg out after being attacked.
Just as his powerful kick was about to strike Ning Yuan's lower back, he realized something was wrong and immediately tried to forcefully deflect the force and pull his leg back.
But the next moment, a slender hand suddenly pressed down on his leg, and then with a backhand slap, it instantly dislocated the reconnaissance deputy battalion commander's leg that could split metal and stone.
At the same time, Ning Yuan was also grabbed by the waist and spun around by a cold figure, avoiding the wind from her legs.
"You really dare to mess with anyone, you're incredibly audacious." The man's cold voice rang out above Ning Yuan's head.
Ning Yuan patted her chest, looking excited, and smiled at the man with her big, bright eyes: "Fortune favors the bold! The instructor said that if I can hit him, everyone won't have to stand at attention or do morning exercises this afternoon!"
Actually, she was quite happy. The old lady taught her to recognize acupoints in traditional Chinese medicine, as well as the technique of striking acupoints with a clenched fist. It was indeed effective!
They actually hit the deputy battalion commander of the reconnaissance troops!
The surrounding students stared in disbelief, then erupted in cheers—"We won! Little Potato beat the instructor!!"
That's incredible! A female student actually hit the instructor!
Ning Yuan: "...That 'little potato' part was really unnecessary!"
Amidst the cheers and the astonished looks of his fellow instructors, Instructor Jin clutched his aching ribs, furious and embarrassed: "You cheated! That didn't count! You tricked me!"
Rong Zhaonan's cold, narrow gaze swept over Instructor Jin: "Jin Yang, all's fair in war. You were facing a real enemy with a knife just now, and you're dead now."
As soon as Instructor Jin uttered those words, he regretted them. As a soldier, a loss is a loss, and he shouldn't have tried to justify it.
"I'm sorry, Chief Instructor, it's my fault." Jin Yang immediately lowered his head in shame.
Rong Zhaonan's deep gaze swept over all the instructors who had just watched the battle: "Never underestimate anyone, not even women or children. Even if the other party looks petite, weak, or harmless, any quality that makes you lower your guard is a deadly weapon."
"Yes, sir!" All the instructors stood at attention and saluted with their legs together.
They really learned a lesson!
The instructors' serious demeanor silenced the students, preventing them from cheering or laughing.
I don't know why, but the head instructor in front of me, who looked young and aloof and was handsome and refined, didn't have the harshness and sternness of the other instructors.
But his unfathomable and profound aura was intimidating, making people afraid to speak loudly.
Rong Zhaonan released Ning Yuan, his brow furrowing slightly: "Don't be so reckless next time. If you had really kicked her just now, you would have been in the hospital for a week!"
Ning Yuan's dark eyes flickered slightly: "Even if you, the head instructor, don't make a move, Instructor Jin won't actually hit me."
She looked at the instructors and said calmly, "If the instructors' defensive counterattacks are their instinct, then protecting innocent civilians is an instinctive belief ingrained in their very being!"
Back in the countryside, who in the village was more skilled in fighting than Rong Zhaonan? Or was it that he couldn't avoid Aunt Wang's cow dung?
But he was left with a scar on his forehead from being beaten, and he endured Aunt Wang's cow dung.
Instructor Jin was taken aback, not expecting Ning Yuan to have calculated so far ahead.
He had indeed pulled back his legs to deflect the force at that point; protecting the people was truly a belief that overwhelmed his instinct for self-preservation.
Rong Zhaonan narrowed his cold, dark eyes and lightly tapped her forehead: "You're so cunning."
Although his actions weren't too outrageous, the instructors and students were all stunned for a moment.
The head instructor and Little Potato are being way too affectionate...
"You don't know yet, do you? I heard that the head instructor is the cousin of the little potato girl from the Economics Department."
"No wonder... even knowing there was no danger, he still couldn't help but protect his sister with his domineering spirit."
"Ah, the head instructor is a bit delicate-looking, but he's incredibly skilled. I wonder if he has a girlfriend!"
The students began to whisper among themselves.
Ning Yuan felt a little uncomfortable and stood there awkwardly.
Rong Zhaonan looked at all the students: "All trainees, rest where you are. All other instructors, assemble!"
Upon hearing this, the instructors immediately went to inform their comrades who hadn't come to watch the "Southern Potato vs. Northern Green Onion" battle.
As they spoke, Yan Yangyang, her eyes shining, leaned closer to Rong Zhaonan and said, "The head instructor is really amazing. He took down Instructor Jin's leg strength with just one move. And yet, Ningning still said you were a temporary worker, not a soldier..."
“Yes, she’s right, I am indeed a temporary worker.” Rong Zhaonan glanced at Ning Yuan with a half-smile.
Yan Yangyang was stunned: "Huh? Temporary... temporary worker?"
Rong Zhaonan said casually, "Yes, I've retired. I'm just a temporary worker helping out this time."
Ning Yuan thought silently, "That's right, he's not only a temporary worker in the army, but also a temporary worker in the police force, a temporary worker in the security unit..."
Who knows what kind of temporary worker will be next?
He is expected to compete for the Guinness World Record for the most amazing temporary worker.
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