Ning Jingyun raised her hand after reading only a few pages, stood up and said, "I don't deny that my grandfather helped me get into the army, but that's not a reason for you to discriminate against me."
Her family background was clearly stated in the documents. Although her enlistment was not a secret, she still felt insulted by bringing up her identity.
Seeing Ning Jingyun's stubborn face raised high, Zhu Fanfan simply asked, "Who discriminated against you, and in what way? Tell me specifically."
Ning Jingyun couldn't speak, but her face showed her grievances. She still held her head high and refused to admit defeat.
Zhu Fanfan thought Ning Jingyun was out of her mind. She got in through connections, so why would she discriminate against people like her? That's one of her strengths. She's proud of having her grandfather as a backer. Ning Jingyun enlisted long after the recruitment period had ended. Her grandfather had pulled strings to get her in. Isn't that obvious? What's there to be upset about if she gets a few words said about her?
Seeing this, Tong Ze hurriedly asked, "Ning Jingyun, who did you say discriminated against you? We're not people to be trifled with. Tell us and we'll have a word with them."
Discriminating against teammates is a major taboo. We must find the culprits. It's fine to look down on these children of officials, and it's normal to be dissatisfied, but discrimination is going too far.
A group of people looked at Ning Jingyun, whose face flushed red: "No one said it, but everyone's eyes were saying the same thing. I have persevered through so many days of training. I have not been given any special treatment."
Sang Siyu, who was standing next to her, also said, "I admit that my dad used his connections to get me in, but I have a clear conscience. I obeyed orders, I didn't miss any training sessions, and I didn't slack off in the ideological education classes. I didn't use any special privileges, so why are we being discriminated against? We don't accept this."
Tong added, "Let me tell you first, discrimination and looking down are two different things. You grew up in a military compound, so you should know that the number of places in the Beijing Military Region is limited. It is a fact that you used connections and occupied a place. That cannot be denied. Others got in through their own hard work and struggle. It is normal for them to look down on you because you faint after three steps of training."
Lan Pan interjected, "That's right! I look down on them. I rose through the ranks from a remote unit. I fought my way out of the encirclement with my own abilities, fought on the battlefield, shed blood, and was even nearly killed by spies. I entered the Beijing military unit with excellent grades, but there are a few spoiled brats in the unit who can get in without doing anything. They're all like useless trash, unable to even do basic training and holding back the team. They occupy the spots and won't let go. Why can't I look down on them?"
Ning Jingyun was on the verge of tears, feeling wronged: "I didn't use any special privileges, and I trained just as hard as you guys. I persevered to the end, and I did my best to complete all the tasks assigned by the higher-ups. Why do you look down on me?"
Zhu Fanfan spoke up at the opportune moment: "Judging from the tears you're about to shed, tears are worthless in the army. This isn't your home; no one will unconditionally pamper you and wait for you to grow. The three of you should know your training records without me saying anything, and you know the results of others' training. Don't bring up the backdoor thing. If we're talking about backdoors, I'm one of them. And don't say you did your best. Who in the army hasn't done their best? I want results. One outstanding person versus one useless person—if it were you, which would you choose? You feel wronged? Do you know how many people spend their entire lives trying to get a spot in the Beijing area, and still can't get in? What right do you have to feel wronged?"
Ning Jingyun's face flushed red, and Sang Siyu couldn't take it anymore and burst out: "Can't I just apply to quit? I'm not under your command anymore. Do you even treat me like a human being? Every day we train, I'm tortured to the point of not even being myself anymore, and you still tell me I have no right to complain? Your grandfather is Commander Zhu, he can control everything here. You came in as a squad leader, and after one mission you became a deputy platoon leader. You're the one who got in through connections the most arrogantly. You have no right to talk about us, waaaaah..."
She felt wronged. Before she joined the army, her father trained her every day, praising her as a born soldier. She chose to enlist because she was determined to protect her country and contribute her own strength. However, once she arrived, all she did was train, and the difficulty increased every day. Her arms, legs, and all her joints ached every day, but she persevered for her ideal. Who knew that with Zhu Fanfan, the difficulty would increase exponentially? She couldn't finish until she exhausted every last bit of energy each day, and even then, she was still ridiculed as a good-for-nothing. How could she not feel wronged?
Who knew it was Lan Pan who spoke up: "Pah! What right do you, a delicate little girl, have to criticize the class monitor? Aren't you the offspring of a high-ranking official? Didn't your family tell you that the class monitor was specially recruited? If you dare to fart again, I'll kill you."
Zhu Fanfan looked at Lan Pan: "Have we met before?"
Lan Pan, who had been training for so many days and was exhausted but still persevered, suddenly had tears welling up in her eyes when she heard these words, and her voice was filled with grievance: "You saved my life. In Jingtian County, Jiangsu Province, our unit assisted you in catching spies. As a result, I was seriously injured and shot by the other side. My position was quite dangerous. You gave me a pill, which allowed me to hold on until the end and wait for rescue."
She would never forget the time when she was bleeding so much that she was about to faint. A little girl gave her a pill that she said could stop the bleeding. She took it and the bleeding stopped. After being shot, the location was too dangerous for her to move. At that time, there was nothing to stop the bleeding. There were too many spies, so she could only stay where she was and wait for someone to come to her rescue. If it weren't for that pill, she would have bled to death.
Later, she heard that the little girl's name was unknown, her code name was Terminator, and she was the granddaughter of a big shot in the Beijing area. She was determined to come to the Beijing area. Terminator had always been her goal. She finally met Terminator and completely forgot about her.
Zhu Fanfan: ...To be honest, she really couldn't remember. Back then, she relied on her grandfather's connections to cooperate with military units in almost every region of the country.
Tong quickly tried to smooth things over: "Let's continue talking about the discrimination we faced, and catch up on the past later."
They deeply understood the cases of idolizing the class monitor; Lan Pan's gaze was so similar to theirs that he was afraid of rambling and wasting time.
Ning Jingyun was also expressing her grievances. She was prepared to endure hardship when she joined the army, and she did not slack off at all. Being admitted through her grandfather's connections should not be a reason for her to be looked down upon.
Lan Pan and her group insisted that if you can't keep up with the pace, you'll fall behind. They looked down on them and said that if you're capable, you should prove with your actions that you're not a burden. Those who are delicate should go where they belong and make use of their strengths.
Ning Jingyun and the others firmly believed that they would become good soldiers one day and would never give up. They even told Lan Pan not to look down on poor young men. Lan Pan scoffed, "Don't look down on poor young men, don't look down on poor middle-aged men, don't look down on poor old men, and don't look down on poor people even when they're in their graves." Ning Jingyun accused Lan Pan of being rude, and Lan Pan said she was being spoiled. The two sides went from arguing to cursing each other.
Seeing the discussion turn into a shouting match, Zhu Fanfan slammed his fist on the table: "Say one more word and you'll get extra training today."
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