I, The Female Protagonist With Superpower, Am Super Fierce Chapter 137: Can I still hold a gun?

"I'm fine, the doctor said it's fine to take care of it." Gu Yan smiled and looked at the comrades in front of him.

Shen Jiayi is still the same Shen Jiayi, but the low self-esteem and cowardice in her eyes have dissipated a lot. Over time, she will definitely become more confident and more eye-catching.

She will never repeat the mistakes of her previous life!

At this time, Gu Yan could keenly feel that Guo Rou around her was a little hesitant to speak, she thought for a moment, and said calmly, "Lin Xiaoyu's burn is fine, she rested for a few days, the redness and swelling have faded. That's it."

Guo Rou sighed, "Gu Yan, I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for, you didn't burn my hand. And you are understandable for caring about Lin Xiaoyu's situation. You were her friend before, and you didn't pay attention to her at all, then It's time to prove that there is something wrong with your friend, and you don't care enough about your comrade-in-arms."

Guo Rou was worried that Gu Yan would anger her because of Lin Xiaoyu, and she would ignore her in the future.

But she didn't expect that Gu Yan would say these words.

She looked at Gu Yan in surprise. She didn't know what to say for a while. After thinking about it, she sighed, "I will no longer be friends with her."

Gu Yan doesn't say much about the criteria for others to choose friends, this is Guo Rou's own business.

But in all fairness, Lin Xiaoyu is indeed not a very good friend, with bad character, soft ears and no idea, not to mention, this person had such a good relationship with Bai Weiyang in his previous life.

The friend of the enemy is still the enemy to Gu Yan.

So when she saw that Guo Rou no longer regarded Lin Xiaoyu as a friend, she felt comforted in her heart. After all, she thought that Guo Rou was outspoken, clear from right and wrong, and of good character.

Lin Xiaoyu does not deserve to have such a good friend as Guo Rou.

In the singing competition, Shen Jiayi from the logistics department won the second place, and the top three all got bonus points. Although it wasn't the first place, Han Jiao was also very happy.

This is the unprecedented good result of the logistics department in the military song competition.

The nemesis Xu Wenjuan happened to pass by Han Jiao at this time, she smiled and said, "Han Jiao, your logistics department is not bad this time, you can even get a second place in the military song competition, but it's a pity , the first is our art troupe.”

Han Jiao sneered, "Xu Wenjuan, the final result of the final competition has not come out yet, what are you proud of! I remember that the shooting competition of the art troupe was very average with the cross-country long-distance running."

"So what, your logistics department is not much better. Anyway, we have already got the highest bonus points in the military song competition, so no matter what, it will not be worse than your logistics department." Said After finishing this sentence, Xu Wenjuan raised her chin and walked away.

Han Jiao was depressed, staring at her nemesis and walking away slowly, but when she thought of Gu Yan's injured hand, she suddenly sighed.

"Forget it, this time there is a military song for extra points, which is already an accident. When it comes to cross-country running, let everyone cheer up."

"Platoon leader, I'm still playing in the shooting competition later."

Han Jiao was stunned for a moment, then she turned around and saw the female soldier she admired the most, standing calmly in front of her, smiling peacefully. The sunlight penetrated through her flying hair, making her whole person look very energetic.

Han Jiao's eyes fell on Gu Yan's right hand wrapped in gauze, and she instantly came back to her senses, "Gu Yan, can you still hold a gun in your hand?"