Manman, where are you?

On the first night of my first arrival in Beijing, Manman was dreaming, and suddenly seemed to hear his voice. She was startled and got up from the bed.

Chu Xia, who was sleeping beside her, muttered: "Have you had a nightmare?"

"No." Manman said, climbing out of bed, drinking a sip of water to suppress his shock, taking out the phone in his bag and tapping it, but there was still no text message from him.

She also wanted to ask, where is he now?

Jiang Yan is quite depressed in reality.

He was called back by the army and went to the leader and said he wanted to make a call. Someone actually stared at him and said he could only call his family.

This - clearly something went wrong.

After enduring, you can finally get transferred to the National Defense University for further study until this day. When you first arrived at the university, of course, you cannot rush to declare that you will be suspected of taking leave.

Jiang Yan had a little thought and looked at whether anyone in the class had gone out together. He got some money by himself and would definitely call Manman when he went out.

By the way, the commander training class he entered was young, similar to him, and most of them were technical officers. The army has been focusing on cultivating compound talents and young and middle-aged backbones. This class of students can be said to be the star of tomorrow that the army is looking forward to. If they don’t have some ability or background, they really can’t get in.

It is not without surprise that the prince is an indispensable role in the class.

Regarding the class stratification in the red society, the first level of the prince is called the master; the second level of Jiang Yan, who has too many soldiers in his family, is called the eldest young master; the third level of the family is Mo Wenyang, who has a little background in his family, is called the young master. If you count down, if you have some skills, you have to curry favor with the children on the third level above to climb up.

The army is a small society. In terms of simplicity, it is really a little simple. When soldiers enter the army, they receive the education of various red moral cultures every day, and most of them tend to be clear in terms of good and evil. In terms of complexity, it is really a little complicated. The army's personnel system is layer by layer, and it pays more attention to the background innocence than in society. After all, it is impossible to let a non-red-minded person take charge of the commander and fighter, and what should I do if I reverse it halfway on the battlefield?

In order to prove your innocence, it is a normal method to get close to celebrities that are valued by the organization.

When Jiang Yan and Mo Wenyang first entered the class, someone came to chat with him. But soon, it turned out that everyone preferred to wander around the man.

Mo Wenyang looked very excited, but he did not dare to mention this matter to Jiang Yan at will. He knew that Young Master Jiang was very arrogant and disdained to flatter him.

If it were usual, Jiang Yan would not join in the fun, but for the sake of love, he was very willing to put his waist down.

I heard the great-grandfathers suddenly make noise, and they are going out for weekend school holidays, and go together to help a great-grandfather choose gifts to send his fiancée home.

The opportunity came. When Mo Wenyang was stunned, Jiang Yan squeezed into the crowd like a rocket and followed the others to make a fist. The student who was quite like the May Fourth Movement, raised his fists and shouted long live out on the weekend, thinking to himself: You can call Manman.

Maybe he pretended not to be like him, or maybe he had a motive for revolt too quickly to make the organization suspicious. The sharp look of Jun Ye, who was holding the moon by the stars, locked him like a small circle on a sniper rifle.

Jiang Yan quickly grabbed the collar of the military uniform and shook three times as if nothing had happened.

Jun Ye smiled coldly and arrogantly, roughly guessing his motive for filling in the numbers. He withdrew his eyes and sold it to him as a favor.

This scene made Mo Wenyang, who was watching the tiger across the mountain, frightened.

As soon as Jiang Yan came back, Mo Wenyang immediately put his shoulder: "Do you know who Jun Ye's fiancée is?"

As expected, Mr. Jiang replied to him with an irrelevant sentence: "Who is his fiancée is my business."

Now, Mr. Jiang only has Manman in his heart.

"Jun Ye's fiancée is Bai Lu, the most beautiful woman in the army!" Mo Wenyang was so angry that he was so angry that he was trying to see the legendary first beauty. What are you doing in this fun?"

Young Master Jiang, who bent his lips, threw out a proud sentence: "I'll go see the number one beauty in my heart. What? The number one beauty must be pointed at, it cannot be what I think of."

It turned out that he wanted to be Manman. Mo Wenyang was thinking about it. He heard from his parents that Jiang’s father and mother had secretly visited the Wen family, but they didn’t seem to be satisfied. But his parents strictly warned him about this and said that he could not tell Jiang Yan to know anything.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in reality!

Mo Wenyang kindly patted Mr. Jiang on the shoulder: "I will go out with you on the weekend to help you see the wind."

On the weekend, a group of students slipped out of the school gate smoothly with Jun Ye's light. When they arrived at the department store, those who were catching fish in troubled waters like Jiang Yan secretly left the public, found a public telephone booth, and quickly dialed Manman's mobile phone number.

Manman's number had already been broken by his back, but when he dialed it, the opposite side was rustling, making his heart feel relieved.

Shouldn’t Manman work in a quiet mount room?

Manman, who received the call, ran out and inside the gallery that Du Yu and his friends jointly opened, and directed the porters to be careful of various painting boards. The streets were full of traffic, and Manman had to raise the volume into his mobile phone microphone: "Who? Who is it?!"

"Manman, it's me!" Jiang Yan followed the phone and grabbed the military cap on his head and fanned the air.

"Who are you?" Manman covered her ear and listened again. The caller ID of the mobile phone was a strange number, and she was afraid that some stranger from somewhere would call her to deceive her money.

"Manman, we have only been apart for two weeks. You won't forget me, right?" Mr. Jiang was anxious now and screamed like a young wife.

In an instant, everything in the world seemed to have changed colors, with all the flowers blooming, and the spring smoke floating. Manman covered his mouth with his other hand: waiting for thousands of times, and finally waiting for his call.

"Manman, listen to me, I was banned from the army before. Don't worry, I will definitely take time to see you." Young Master Jiang thought she didn't say anything because she was angry because she had not contacted her before. After repeatedly making promises, she only had to peel off her chest and give her heart out.

"I know everything." The corners of Manman's mouth slowly unfolded with joy.

Huh——Picking up the collar, I just found that before her words, she had already sweated. Jiang Yan easily came down to chat with her. It is said that chatting can help you know that each other's hobbies add to each other's intimacy: "Manman, where are you? I heard the rustling sounds over you, aren't you in the company?"
Chapter completed!