Outright Favoritism Chapter 1198: : Zong Zhan’s Admirer
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This night, every dormitory of the camp heard an explosive news.
San Ye brought a woman back. Not only did she live in the same room, but she might also share the same bed...
The soldiers of the battalion were full of enthusiasm.
So, when the horn rang when she got up the next day, Silo felt dazedly as if an army had broken through.
The corridor was like a vegetable market, with footsteps one after another, making her unable to sleep peacefully.
Siluo took out the phone and squinted at five o'clock in the morning.
She was clutching her messy long hair and was on the verge of running away, "Nima, I was struck by thunder to disturb people's dreams."
Yes, Shi Luo did live in Zong Zhan’s dormitory, but the two did not live in the same room.
When the dog man returned to the camp, he began to pretend to be a gentleman. It is said that he went to the deputy staff's dormitory for the night.
At six o'clock exactly, Silo sat on the bed with a disheveled hair, thinking about life.
The magnificent slogans on the playground were deafening and pierced through the clouds. They couldn't be blocked by two panes of glass.
She is such an elegant woman in the workplace, why should she suffer inhuman torture in such a place?
At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the room, and Silo held the quilt with dull eyes, without saying a word.
The people outside the door didn't seem to expect her to respond. A deep and deep voice came through the door panel, "Put on the clothes I gave you yesterday and come to the first floor."
Silo covered her face with the quilt, muttering not knowing what she was talking about.
It took a full half an hour before she wore a camouflage uniform and tied her hair and slowly dangled downstairs.
The dormitory is on the third floor. She took about five minutes to walk the stairs.
Because of the high-barreled military boots, every time you take a step, you rub the wound on your ankle, which makes it uncomfortable.
One time in the lobby, Zong Zhan akimbo one hand, leaning on the military mirror, smiling but not smiling, "Are you working upstairs?"
Siluo helped the handrails of the stairs to move down, and walked down the last step, and asked with an uncomfortable face: "Is there a wheelchair?"
"Pretentious." Zong Zhan expressed disapproval, but his eyes were involuntarily observing Silo's dress.
He hardly saw her wearing any sports clothing. She may have been immersed in the workplace all year round. Most of her clothes are capable and decent, and even her pajamas are very feminine.
Although this relatively loose camouflage uniform does not show the waist, it brings out her excellent body proportions.
To put it simply, tall and long legs, heroic.
Siluo walked slowly to the front of the military mirror, and took care of the green belt of Li Jun, "If you dare to let me go out for exercise, I will report your violation of law and discipline."
Speaking, she squinted Zong Zhan again, "I heard that the title will be lowered if you remember a big deception?"
Zong Zhan took off his hat and rubbed his hair, turning around and pacing, "Will you drop your title after changing you?"
Si Luo reacted slowly, and then sneered with her shoulders on her shoulders, "I really don't believe that no one can cure you."
On the steps outside the building, the man's low voice reminded: "Your uncle should be able to."
Without waiting for Xi Luo to speak, Zong Zhan took out his whistle and blew it twice at the playground, "Assemble."
Soon, a group of military green figures appeared downstairs in the dormitory.
Three phalanxes, neatly aligned.
Even if Shi Luo's grievance was deep, she was a little bit speechless by the scene in front of her.
The morning light illuminates the earth, and military slogans can be seen everywhere in the playground.
The phalanx under the sun is like a rainbow, and the eyes are firm. It is the perseverance and scorching of faith buried deep in the blood.
Silo was affected, and even unconsciously averted her cynicism.
With a polite smile on his face, standing next to Zong Zhan, enjoying the "admiration" of countless men.
At this time, Zong Zhan stood at the forefront of the line in a straddling posture, shouted a few slogans to stand still, and then introduced to everyone: "This is Xi Luo, the chief reporter of the military exercise channel. In the future, a three-month follow-up interview will be conducted in the camp, everyone is welcome."
In an instant, thunderous applause rang out from the three policies, "Welcome to reporter Xi."
Siluo waved her hand with a smirk, her lips squirmed slightly, and she gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice: "What is a follow-up interview?"
"Go with board and lodging, train with you."
Siluo turned around and wanted to leave.
You can eat and live, and you can practice dreaming.
Zong Zhan was clearly aware of her intentions, her straddling posture remained unchanged, and he looked ahead and threatened: "If you dare to take a step, the jackal will know your news immediately."
Xiluo swallowed and stared at the man for three seconds. Then, he nodded to the goal under the steps and smiled calmly: "When we first meet, we may be more disturbed in the future. Please forgive me. ."
A person who knows the current affairs is a good man.
In the morning, Shi Luo was arranged to work in the communication room.
Coincidentally, there are three female colleagues here.
According to Shi Luo's character, she just looks kind and easy to get along with, but there is alienation and indifference hidden in her bones.
One of the three girls in the communication room is slightly older, and the other two are younger. They are also new to the team this year.
The older woman was about twenty-seven or eighteen, and her attitude was neither lukewarm nor hot, and even showed a little repulsion towards Silo.
After three minutes of exploring, Silo has a full understanding of the situation.
The two young girls who have joined the team have no opinion, so they just let everything go.
The slightly older woman, named Fang Zhengrong, a child of the military family, and an admirer of Zong Zhan.
So, Siluo didn't remember anyone's name, so she remembered Fang Zhengrong.
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At midday, Shi Luo finished a manuscript in English, read it fakely, and made himself amused.
"Wow, Sister Luo, your English is so good."
One of the young lesbians happened to see Silo's computer when she was receiving water, and she couldn't help but utter a compliment.
Siluo saved the document and smiled politely, "Do it."
She is not showing off her English proficiency, she is simply not good at pinyin.
"Sister Luo, can you teach me if you have time?" The little girl is in her twenties, and may not have been assimilated by the strict discipline of the military, and her conversation is also lively.
Not surprisingly, as the person in charge of the communication room, Fang Zhengrong said, "Do your own job. This is not the place for you to learn English."
The little girl whispered that she knew Sister Fang, turned around and returned to her seat to continue to report.
Siluo raised her eyelids and looked at Fang Zhengrong who was opposite the table, and cast aside her mouth playfully.
The fan girl of a dog man, her personality is not very pleasing.
"Reporter Xi, are you the chief reporter of the exercise channel?"
Fang Zhengrong noticed Xi Luo's gaze and asked with a serious look.
Silotto Gill smiled brightly, "Is it."
"Emperor Beijing has 17 divisions, why did you choose March 18?" Fang Zhengrong stared at Shi Luo sharply, "Don't mind, I'm just a little curious."
Siluo flicked her finger on her cheek, "Don't mind, but I can't answer this question. It might be more appropriate for you to ask Zong Zhan."