She returned from a flash marriage, and many people in Beijing were a little panicked

"Oh my god, is that officer the chief instructor of our training? He's so handsome!"

"Wow, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, he is a walking hormone. I swear to be his girlfriend."

"No, no, I feel like I've fallen in love. This kind of man is my ideal type."

"I finally found my motivation for this military training. I think it would be no problem for me to train for another month."

"What kind of magical company is TH? They actually found such a gorgeous man to be our military training instructor!"

……

These words all came from the second and third shifts. These two shifts are composed of flight attendants and ground staff. Unlike their first shift, women make up the majority.

Tang Xin quietly watched the man getting closer and closer, and all she could hear were praises for the man and words of covetousness towards him.

The man walked to the side of the black-faced instructor Jiang Cheng, with his hands naturally behind his back, his feet naturally apart, his body upright, and an intimidating majesty emanating from him, which was intimidating.

The discussions immediately fell silent, and everyone stood up straight unconsciously, waiting to be lectured.

Jiang Cheng continued, "This is the chief instructor of this military training, Long Xiaohan. I am instructor Jiang Cheng. You'd better not let us hear what you just said, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

……

After a lecture and countless rules, everyone was dismissed only when they were almost frozen into popsicles.

This military training happened to be in winter, and the thickness of the training uniforms could not withstand the baptism of severe cold. It was not much more comfortable than the scorching sun in summer, but more painful.

When everyone returned to the dormitory, their hands and feet were numb from the cold.

Tang Xin was the only female in Class 1, so she shared a dormitory with the flight attendants from Class 2. An Xia deliberately moved in with Tang Xin.

The dormitory was an eight-person room with upper and lower bunks. Tang Xin liked quietness, so she chose the upper bunk. An Xia exchanged her lower bunk for three bags of spicy noodles, two bags of potato chips, and two pieces of chocolate.

These flight attendants have been training together for three months and are very familiar with each other. Tang Xin is like an outsider among them.

Fortunately, she didn't care about these things. She packed her things by herself and went to the bathroom with her toiletries.

She was really frozen outside just now and wanted to take a hot bath to relieve the coldness in her body.

This dormitory building is an abandoned old building in the base. It was temporarily converted into a dormitory for them, so the conditions are not good.

There is no separate toilet or bathroom in the room. There is a public toilet on each floor, and the bathroom is in the corner at the end of the first floor.

As soon as Tang Xin walked downstairs, she saw Long Xiaohan.

She thought it would be best to pretend that they didn't know each other at this time, so she just responded with, "Hello, instructor."

After saying that, he continued walking towards the bathroom.

Long Xiaohan grabbed her arm.

She was startled, and hurriedly looked around guiltily. Seeing no one was around, she whispered, "What are you doing? Let go quickly, or someone will see us."

Long Xiaohan frowned unhappily: "So what if they saw it? I am not worthy of being seen by others?"

Tang Xin hurriedly explained: "That's not what I meant. You are the instructor now, and I am a military trainee. For the sake of the next month's training, it's better for us to pretend that we don't know each other."

Although Long Xiaohan was dissatisfied, he had no choice but to accept it.

Future training will be very hard and tiring. If others knew about their relationship, Tang Xin would easily be labeled as someone who had taken a backdoor. After that, no matter how well or poorly she trained, she would be treated unfairly and criticized.

He let go of Tang Xin's hand and stuffed a black thermos cup into her hand: "Take it back and drink it. Be careful not to catch a cold."

When his fingertips touched Tang Xin's hand, his brows couldn't help but tighten.

"So cold?"

Her hands were as cold as ice, as if they had been pulled out of ice water.

He guessed that she would be cold because she was too thin and her body would not be able to withstand the cold, so he came to bring her ginger and sugar water, but he didn't expect that she would be so cold.

He couldn't help but ask again: "Is there any cold medicine?"

Tang Xin nodded: "I brought it."

"Then go back and take some cold medicine later, otherwise you will suffer if you catch a cold and fever here."

"I'm not as fragile as you think! Go and get busy. It will be bad if someone sees me."

Long Xiaohan was speechless.

His treatment is getting worse and worse, and now it has a bad influence if he says a few words to his wife!

However, thinking about where he was at the moment, he agreed: "Okay, if you have any questions, come to the building next door to find me. I'm at 311."

They are not allowed to bring mobile phones during military training, and their phones are confiscated from the moment they enter the base.

Tang Xin nodded, then turned and went to the bathroom.

After taking a hot bath and drinking a cup of ginger sugar water, she returned to the dormitory.

As soon as I entered the dormitory, I heard several women talking about the instructor, and the most talked-about person was naturally Long Xiaohan.

When An Xia saw Tang Xin coming back, she pulled her to her bed and whispered, "You're finally back. Don't you know that these people are coveting your house..."

Before she could finish her words, she was stopped by Tang Xin's eyes.

She reminded her in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Here, he is just an instructor."

An Xia naturally understood what she meant. Tang Xin had reminded her before not to mention their relationship here.

But An Xia was really worried about Tang Xin. When these people saw Long Xiaohan, they were like hungry wolves seeing their prey and they couldn't wait to pounce on him.

Seeing Tang Xin so calm, An Xia could only think to herself that these people must not be let know how delicious Long Xiaohan’s cooking is, otherwise these women would probably go even crazier.

The next morning, military training officially began.

Tang Xin was the only woman in the class, so her training standards were also required to be the same as those for men.

During queue training, Tang Xin's movements were always a little lower than others because she was a little shorter.

The instructor of Class One is Jiang Cheng, who happened to be a soldier trained by Long Xiaohan, so naturally his strictness was also influenced by Long Xiaohan.

"The last one, what's wrong with you? You're always half a step slower than the others. You're the only one holding back the whole team."

Tang Xin felt a little wronged. She was not really slow, but her steps were small.

"Report to the instructor, I will try my best."

She had a very good attitude. After all, this was not what she wanted to see.

In fact, her height of 168cm was not short in the girls' team, but she was much shorter than in the boys' team, especially the pilots in their team. Their heights were all over 180cm, as if they were selected according to models. Even the second to last person was half a head taller than her.

Jiang Cheng heard this and said with dissatisfaction: "What I want is not to try my best, but to have to!"

Tang Xin didn't say anything.

After a while, Jiang Cheng scolded again: "The last one, raise your arm higher, your arm is too low!"

Tang Xin also lost his temper: "Report, you should first make it the same height as the wooden and iron pillars, and then ask me for something!"

She really tried her best and kept enduring it. If she raised her arms higher until they touched her chin, would that still be called marching?

But her open argument was like a challenge to the instructor's authority.

Jiang Cheng immediately scolded: "There are so many objective reasons. Go, run ten laps for me first!"