Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 261, the instructor is here!

Fu Yucheng knew about Leng Sa's temporary cameo to play the mandarin duck's stick. No surprise, Fu Yucheng quickly forgot his fear of Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng, and rushed to the yard to find her a theory.

When Fu Yucheng came in angrily, Leng Sa was leaning on the swing leisurely, holding a fruit plate full of grapes in his arms and enjoying the rare leisure time.

Hearing the noise coming from the door, Leng Sa sat up and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What happened?"

There are definitely not many people who dare to make trouble at the entrance of Fu Fengcheng Courtyard. Fu Anyan was just reprimanded by Fu Dujun for a short time. It should not be boring in a short time, so it can only be Fu Yucheng.

Yuan Ying glanced over and nodded towards Leng Sa, indicating that it was indeed the Fourth Young Master Fu.

Leng Sa squinted her eyes slightly, and a smile overflowed her lips, "Let him come here."

The person at the door got the order and immediately let Fu Yucheng in.

Fu Yucheng, still full of anger, pushed Yuan Ying away and rushed in.

Seeing Leng Sa, who was sitting on a swing in the garden, swaying on the swing, Fu Yucheng immediately stopped at his feet.

If getting along these days is any good for Fu Yucheng, it's probably that he has become one of the few people who doesn't feel moved by Leng Sa's appearance.

Even if the woman sitting on the swing is indeed more beautiful than any woman he has ever seen, as long as he thinks of the ruthlessness of her beating, Fu Yucheng will only feel cold in his heart and will never give birth again. No other idea at all.

Leng Sa squinted slightly and looked at him, "Is something wrong?"

Fu Yucheng gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you care about my affairs?"

Leng Sa smiled and said: "Oh, just because I am the eldest young lady of the Fu family. What? You don't agree?"

Fu Yucheng endured it, but still couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "This is my private matter, I don't need you to worry about it!"

Leng Sa said: "I want to take care of it, you can hit me if you have the ability."

"You!" Fu Yucheng finally couldn't help rushing in the direction of Leng Sa's sitting, but just after he took a few steps, he heard a cold voice from behind, "What do you want to do?"

Fu Yucheng suddenly felt like a basin of ice water was poured over his head, and his whole body was instantly chilled.

Although he has been cleaned up by Leng Sa several times in the past few months, what really scares him is the psychological shadow that Fu Fengcheng has brought him over the years.

He turned his head a little stiffly, and saw that Fu Fengcheng had just come out of the study, looking at him sternly.

Fu Yucheng suddenly felt like a huge boulder had fallen under his feet, and he could no longer lift it up for half a minute, so he had to shout, "Big Brother."

Fu Fengcheng pushed the wheelchair to Leng Sa's side, turned around and looked directly at Fu Yucheng, "I ask you, what do you want to do?"

"No...nothing." Fu Yucheng said a little weakly, but he quickly remembered his purpose and immediately felt righteous again, "Brother, why does she care about my private affairs? Whoever I associate with is my own. The matter did not interfere with the Fu family, so why did she go to trouble with Miss Gong?"

When I heard that Leng Sa went to threaten Gong Sihe, Fu Yucheng instantly felt that his face had been lost. He is not an ignorant child, and he needs the approval of his family to make friends.

Fu Fengcheng said indifferently, "I asked my wife to go there, what's the problem?"

Fu Yucheng froze for a while, and said unwillingly, "Why?"

Leng Sa peeled a grape and brought it to Fu Fengcheng's lips in a good mood. Fu Fengcheng glanced at her and lowered his head to eat it. Then he raised his head and said to Fu Yucheng, who was obviously dumbfounded, "If you don't want anyone to take care of you, just clean up your own affairs."

The expression on Fu Yucheng's face was a little embarrassed, and he said, "Miss Gong and I...just ordinary friends."

Fu Fengcheng said: "You don't need to explain it to me, you can just explain it to your wife and the Zheng family."

"Aying won't be so stingy!" Fu Yucheng whispered.

Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng glanced at each other, and both saw speechlessness in each other's eyes.

Is this guy a fool? Is Zheng Ying really stingy, can I still let you know?

Fu Fengcheng's face was slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't want to listen to your nonsense, you can remember it clearly, and then let me hear what happened between you and Gong Sihe, don't blame me for being rude."

Fu Yucheng snorted softly, and answered reluctantly, not knowing whether he heard it or not.

Leng Sa was a little curious, looked at Fu Yucheng with the fruit plate in his arms and asked, "What do you like about Gong Sihe?"

"Me and her..."

"I know, I know, friends." Leng Sa said, "Even if it's to make friends, what is there for Gong Sihe to be so dedicated to befriend her?" Leng Sa was really curious about this.

Fu Yucheng glanced at her and said, "Miss Gong is independent, cheerful, kind, and considerate. Besides, she has a gentle and graceful personality and is well-informed. Why should I be friends with such an excellent woman?"

Leng Sa bit the grapes and thought for a while, then asked, "Don't you ever look in the mirror?"

"What do you mean?!" Fu Yucheng said angrily.

Leng Sa asked, "Do you think you deserve to be friends with a girl who is independent, cheerful, kind, considerate, gentle and well-informed?"

"You!" Fu Yucheng glared at Leng Sa angrily, raised his hand and pointed at her as if he didn't know what to say for a while.

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him, "You don't want your hand anymore?"

Fu Yucheng's expression froze, he immediately put down his hand and stared at the two for a long time, and finally turned around and walked away with a light snort.

Leng Sa said while eating the grapes, looking at his back as he left in anger, "You brother still owes a lesson."

Fu Fengcheng nodded in agreement, "Madam is right."

Leng Sa peeled another grape and stuffed it for him in a good mood. He smiled and said, "I think Gong Sihe will definitely teach him a very profound lesson."

A man is lustful, but it's not enough to be cleaned up. As long as the lesson is unforgettable enough, he will naturally be able to see any beautiful woman in the future.

Fu Fengcheng was also in a good mood, and said calmly, "Since Madam thinks he owes a lesson, let him teach him a good lesson."

Leng Sa frowned slightly and said, "Is he really going to participate in training?"

"What the old man means." Fu Fengcheng said, sighing coldly: "It's not that I don't give face to the Overseer, Fu Yucheng's strength can only be because of being bullied and suppressed."

Not all places can be done by fighting the father. The fact that Fu Yucheng's father is Fu Dujun doesn't help him run faster and play more accurately on the training ground, and it can't help him in the training field. Surviving an extra minute on the battlefield naturally would not allow him to be beaten less among a group of elites.

If these so-called elites hold Fu Yucheng everywhere just because he is the fourth young master of the Fu family, then they can't become elites.

Fu Fengcheng said: "Don't worry about him, just throw him into the real elite and roll around and he will know where he is." The days of the Eleventh Battalion were still too comfortable.

Leng Sa nodded and said indifferently, "Okay, don't blame me if you turn around and get injured."

It's time for Leng Sa to enter the training camp soon. In order to facilitate Leng Sa's schedule, Commander Fu specially arranged the training camp near Yongcheng. On the same day, Fu Fengcheng personally sent Leng Sa there.

The training camp is not far from the main camp of the First Army in the six southern provinces. It is a regiment-level station under the First Army that was temporarily vacated for their use.

Although it is a regiment-level station, at this time, apart from the logistics personnel and guards, the total number of other people in this camp is only three or four hundred people, so it is naturally very empty.

Xia Wei'an drove Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng directly to the training ground behind the camp.

At this time, there were already three or four hundred people standing in the center of the empty training ground. Although it was already August, the weather at noon was not very comfortable. Not in a good mood for an hour.

A glance at it from a distance can feel the brewing anger and resentment.

Fu Yucheng is also standing in the team. He was thrown directly into this empty base yesterday afternoon. Before being thrown in by Han Ran, Han Ran warned him that he was not allowed to take the initiative to mention his identity here, and his original name could not be used.

Fu Yucheng is not stupid, so after seeing a lot of people appearing one after another this morning who are not very simple at first glance, he tried his best to keep a low profile and successfully infiltrated the elite team.

When someone asked him where he came from, he only said that he was from the 9th Brigade and 11th Battalion. The 11th Battalion was somewhat well-known in the entire Sixth Southern Province Army, but for a while it was really accepted as an elite.

The 11th Battalion also came this time. It wasn't someone else, but Zhou Yan, the deputy battalion of the 11th Battalion, and a sharpshooter. Both of them were obviously instructed in advance, and they did not expose Fu Yucheng's false name report.

Seeing a car rushing into the training ground with lightning speed, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and they would really be angry if they stood like this!

I saw that the car made a big turn in front of everyone and stopped in front of everyone with its tail wagging. The unlucky guy standing at the front was swept up in the dust.

The person who was coughing straight from the dust was about to scold when the door opened and a slender figure got out of the car. Seeing the person coming, the swear words that had already reached his mouth were instantly choked back.

Leng Sa wore a plain shirt, dark trousers, and a pair of short boots today. The slightly curly long hair was braided into a large braid and hung down on the chest, and a brightly colored headband was attached between the hair. A pair of sunglasses covered half of his face, and he looked like he was on vacation.

Leng Sa got out of the car and signaled to the people in the car that they could leave. Xia Wei'an, who was driving, looked at Leng Sa, nodded and said, "Mrs. Hard work."

Leng Sa waved his hand with a smile, "I don't work hard, it's them who work hard."

Xia Wei'an slowly drove the car out for a few meters before accelerating and leaving the training ground at a speed similar to just now, leaving only a smoke-filled rear figure for the elites present.

That's it? !

The elites were stunned. They waited for someone to come all morning, then left a woman and ran away?

Leng Sa looked at the chattering elites with a smile and clapped their hands to remind everyone, "Quiet."

"..." Everyone looked sideways at the beauty who suddenly appeared in front of them.

Leng Sa smiled and said, "Hello everyone, I will be your instructor from today onwards, I wish us a harmonious and happy training?"

The huge training ground was silent.

What the hell? !

Everyone's eyes widened as they looked at the beautiful woman who couldn't see her face clearly.

Instructor? ! Is that the instructor they thought?

Of course, there are also those with less or bigger reactions, such as Fu Yucheng, for example, a very small number of elite second-generations who have already received some gossip in advance.

Leng Sa clapped her hands and nodded her head, "Very good, I accepted it when no one objected. Then let's warm up first, elites, let's go 50 kilometers off-road!"

"..." We haven't had breakfast and lunch yet.

No! Who accepted it? !

Someone finally reacted, and a tall, brown-skinned young man said loudly, "Wait!"

Leng Sa was a little unhappy, pushed the sunglasses to the top of his head and said coldly: "Your family reports to the instructor and so on?"

"...We haven't recognized you as an instructor yet!" The young man reflexively responded, but the person next to him gasped and couldn't help reaching out to tug at his sleeve.

The young man glanced at his companion impatiently, and his companion lowered his voice and said, "Short...Short, Young Madam!"

Although everyone is usually very busy and closed, they are the elites and grassroots commanders of the various armies, and the newspapers are still read.

Besides, their youngest and youngest married a beautiful woman as their daughter-in-law, and the army is a group of young men with high blood pressure. Naturally, they have read newspapers with photos of youngest and youngest wife.

Leng Sa is happy, "I just want to be polite to you, you really think I want you to admit it."

"..." Then what are you talking about? !

The young man's reaction was a step slower, and then he realized that he had scolded the young lady, and he was a little stunned.

But after all, he is a young elite, and his arrogance cannot be lost. I've been stunned, and now it's shameful to admit it? So he still raised his head and said: "Even if the young lady has a distinguished status, the army is not a place where anyone can mess around. We ask the commander to give an explanation."

"You?" Leng Sa slightly tilted her head and raised her eyebrows.

Others also echoed, after all, they came to participate in training, not to see beautiful women.

No matter how good-looking this young lady is, she is still the daughter-in-law of the young master. It has nothing to do with them, but the training results have a lot to do with their future.

Leng Sa chuckled, "No sir, I can give you whatever you want. But..."

Everyone looked at Leng Sa, Leng Sa sighed and said, "I'm very sad to be questioned by others, so the warm-up exercise should be added to 50 kilometers to reload off-road?"

Poison Woman!

The elites looked at each other a few times, and finally nodded in agreement.

They don't believe that this young lady can make any great claims. If they can't be persuaded, they will never accept it! They are going to protest to the superior!

The most important thing is that they have to have an explanation no matter what. They can't just get away with a training qualification that they've worked so hard to win, right?

Only three people from the Eleventh Battalion were pale and pale.

"..." If you want to die, don't pull the labor force.

Leng Sa took off the sunglasses on top of her head and hung them in the breast pocket of her shirt. She hooked her finger at the young man who was the first to ask questions, "Come on."

The young man was stunned, what are you doing?

Could it be that Mrs. Young Master seduced him under all the eyes of the public?

Zhou Yan, who happened to be standing behind him, rolled his eyes at the sky silently, and kicked him out of the team with one kick.

"Who kicked..." Before he could finish speaking, the wind suddenly sounded behind him, and the young man quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

"It's a good response." Leng Sa kicked the air once and didn't care at all, and the second kick kicked in a row without a slight gap in the middle.

The young man took a few steps back and raised his hands to block Leng Sa's attack, "Young, young lady?!"

Smiles coldly, "If you beat me, you will be exempt from the first round of warm-up exercise."

The word "win" is very motivating for people to struggle, and the latter conditions can be ignored for the time being for the elites.

In addition, the two feet just now made him aware of Leng Sa's strength in an instant. Even if he didn't know how strong it was, at least it wasn't the kind of embroidered pillow that embroidered fists and legs.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he rushed towards Leng Sa with a loud roar without hesitation.

The young man used the standard routines in the military, which was better than his height and long legs, but his movements were extremely fast and his strength was not weak. After a few moves with him, Leng Sa knew about his general strength and routine, and his actions changed to death.

Leng Sa's previous life in the entire fox den was not outstanding in terms of fighting. After all, if she needed to fight in close quarters, their team would almost be over.

So there are only two types of training for her, life saving or quick kill.

She has good eyesight and a very stable mind, so quick kills are better than life-saving methods, and most people don't dare to fight with her.

Although this young man is an elite selected from the hundreds of thousands of troops in the six southern provinces, but the situation has stabilized in recent years, few of these young people have actually gone to the battlefield.

Even those who have been on the battlefield probably have less murder experience than Leng Sa.

After all, sometimes the style of play on the battlefield doesn't actually feel at all. Just by luck and courage, most of the people who survived the first time on the battlefield have a blank mind. Those who can really survive the continuous hail of bullets and hand-to-hand combat are the sons of heaven who have both luck and strength.

Within three minutes before and after, everyone was stunned to see a tall man of 1.85 meters being smashed into the dusty ground by a petite woman who was much shorter than him.

The young man is still struggling to get up. He is much stronger than Leng Sa. If he really struggles with all his strength, Leng Sa may not be able to hold him down.

"Don't move." A smiling voice sounded, and the young man's eyes suddenly widened and stared at the point in front of him.

Leng Sa had a dagger in his hand at some point, and the tip of the dagger hung just a millimeter above his left eye, and a creepy feeling instantly filled his body.

Seeing that he was honest and motionless, Leng Sa smiled with satisfaction, "Are you admitting defeat?"

The young man gritted his teeth and did not speak, raised his eyebrows coldly, "Do you want to fight again?"

"I admit defeat!" The young man gritted his teeth, he must admit defeat, he is not so shameless.

Leng Sa then stood up, "Very good, you can return to the team. Others, do you want to continue?"

The team was silent. Leng Sa was a little surprised that these people were so talkative?

But she soon learned that she was overthinking it.

A young man who was obviously shorter and thinner than the young man just now walked out. This man didn't look very conspicuous, but after looking at him coldly, his expression became much more serious. Come."

The young man saluted Leng Sa, "Independent Battalion, 1st Regiment, 1st Brigade, 1st Army, Jiang Zhan."

"..." I'm going! Fu Fengcheng's direct descendant.

Whispering amidst the group, it is clear that the little man is somewhat famous even among these elites.

There are even many people who look at Leng Sa with a look of good show, seeming to be sure that she can't beat this young man. Of course, some people looked at them suspiciously, probably because they suspected that the direct line of Master Fu was cheating on their young lady.

Leng Sa asked: "Have you studied kung fu?"

The young man bowed his head a little shyly, "At home, I learned a little boxing from my father."

Leng Sa nodded, "Come on then."

"Please enlighten me, Mrs. Young Master."

This young man really has a family background, and as soon as he shoots, he can see that he has a bit of a common demeanor.

Although he doesn't have the magical skills like those in martial arts novels, he can clearly see the difference from the tall young man just now. Every move is quite organized, and the strength is definitely higher than that of the tall young man. However, Leng Sa is not afraid of this systematic style of play. The two of you fought back and forth for a full ten minutes.

Others gradually forgot their previous doubts, and they couldn't help applauding when they saw the wonderful place.

I cheered Leng Sa for a while, and then applauded the young man again, quite indifferent.

In the end, Leng Sa had more actual combat experience, and won the young man with a narrow victory. After a moment of silence on the training ground, cheers sounded,

Leng Sa smiled calmly and indicated that the young man could return to the team, but he couldn't help but complain silently in his heart.

Sure enough, I took a difficult job and almost overturned.

This young man looks no more than twenty-three or four-year-old. If she rolls around the battlefield in another two years, she may not be able to beat him.

If you lose to these elites here, what will happen next?

Looking at the excited elites, Lord Leng sneered in his heart: Sure enough, bullying people should be done as soon as possible, or they won't be able to bully them when they become stronger.

Look, Lord Leng won't kill you all!

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Sorry my dears, I had a cold and headache in the morning and couldn't get up, so I changed it to the afternoon update today.

Today is a two-in-one chapter, and there is no two-update ha~mah

ps: It's the end of the month, please take a wave of the monthly pass~~ The ticket does not need to expire and be invalid, look at me, look at me~~