"oh."
Shen Qing's answer was so perfunctory that Lan Yifan even suspected that she didn't even listen to him.
"Then, Auntie, I'll go back first."
"Um."
Not long after Lan Yifan left the house, Lan Xinqiao called him.
"Ms. Shen, there are twenty more training members at Linghai Base than last year."
"So many?" Shen Qing frowned.
Usually there are thirty, and then ten people are selected every month.
"I just received the notice as well." Lan Xinqiao said in a low voice.
The requirements for the special training camp this year are much more relaxed, and more people have signed up than in previous years.
"Well, that's it."
"Okay." Lan Xinqiao waited until Shen Qing hung up the phone before putting down the phone.
"Lan Hall, Mr. Fan is here." The driver today is Li Ye.
Lan Xinqiao took a look outside, picked up the prepared things, and got out of the car.
The finance major at Fancheng University is very popular and ranks among the best in the country.
After entering the Finance Department building, Lan Xinqiao saw a girl waiting at the door. She was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. Her legs were very straight and long, which was very pleasing to the eye.
Nie Huan saw Lan Xinqiao and walked over.
"Director Lan." Nie Huan greeted him lightly, neither humble nor arrogant.
Lan Xinqiao smiled and said, "Don't be so formal, you can call me...sister."
Calling her aunt is too old.
"Yeah." Nie Huan didn't shout, but just nodded lightly.
Lan Xinqiao reached out and said, "Miss Chen asked me to bring it to you."
There were several bags full of snacks, all of which were foreign brands, and many of them were things Lan Xinqiao had never seen before.
Nie Huan was stunned for a moment, then took the bag and said, "Thank you, I got it."
"By the way, do you have classes today? Let's go eat together?" Chen Qing's friend is Lan Xinqiao's friend.
"No, thank you. Go ahead and do your work."
"Okay." Lan Xinqiao said nothing more, waved at her, and left.
Nie Huan looked down at the snack bag. The things inside were quite expensive, including the sour candies from before.
"Sister Huan." Chu Yu walked over. He and Nie Huan were in the same department but different classes.
Chu Yu glanced at the direction Lan Xinqiao left and asked, "That Director Lan just now?"
"Yeah." Nie Huan replied calmly, "I'm helping Shen Qing carry something."
"Oh." Chu Yu nodded, glanced at the bags in Nie Huan's hand, and suddenly paused.
This is not a snack at all, it is clearly heavy silver!
**
It was afternoon when Shen Qing arrived at Linghai Base.
The soldiers were still training when they saw several officers hurriedly running out to greet them.
"What's going on? Some big shot is coming, and there's such a big scene." Even the auntie in the cafeteria came to watch the fun with an iron spoon in her hand.
"You don't even know this. The Death God trainer is here." Another person answered.
"Train us?"
"What are you dithering for!" The instructor yelled when he saw someone talking during training.
"I'm an instructor at the special training camp. If you want to be trained by the God of Death, you have to get into the special training camp first."
When they heard about the special training camp, everyone fell silent. The special training camp is not an easy place to get into. There were a thousand registration places, but only fifty were available in the end.
I heard it was even more brutal before, only thirty were needed!
Linghai Base Reception Office.
A black jeep stopped at the door. The door opened and a girl wearing leather boots and sunglasses got out. The legs of her black overalls were tucked into her boots and her top was tucked into her pants. Her waistline was very high, making her look slender.
Captain Deng stepped forward with a smile and said respectfully, "Miss Shen."
Shen Qing took off his sunglasses, looked up at him, and nodded lightly.
Captain Deng led his men inside and introduced the situation of this group of special training camp personnel.
"Hey, that girl is the Grim Reaper?" He was a little skeptical. She looked so weak and fragile, how could she be the Grim Reaper?
"Didn't you see Captain Deng's attitude towards her? She's really pretty."
"Looks good? Then you don't know how cruel she was during training. Do you think the Grim Reaper can be shouted at for fun?" The speaker was an old soldier who had been to a special training camp but was eventually rejected.
"There were thirty people, six of them were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly or moderately injured. She did it all by herself, and it was three years ago." The veteran recalled the scene at that time and got goosebumps all over his body.
This instructor is very mysterious. I don’t know whether his last name is Shen or Shen, and his signature is just the abbreviation S.
A veritable god of death.
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