Broken wings

Ren Bin saw that the marshal had spoken, so naturally he couldn't entangle it any longer, so he raised his wine glass and motioned to Bizhoucheng: "The marshal has a drink with the last general?"

"But it's irreverent. Bi Zhoucheng sat at the table next to him with him, Qi Xiu was drunk and drunk, just vomited and the whole person was weak, and he was slapped with a big mouth, half of his face was burning, the whole person was angry and helpless, Bi Zhoucheng glared at her with slanted eyes, "Go to the side and sit down obediently." "

Sitting with such a person, Qi Xiujin was really disgusted, but Bi Zhoucheng spoke, and she couldn't help but obey, so she could only sit suffocated.

Ren Bin and Bi Zhoucheng exchanged pleasantries for a while, but their eyes were always glancing at Bi Zhoucheng's side, Bi Zhoucheng knew the thoughts of these people, although what he said just now had shown that he had a good relationship with Qi Xiucheng, but he still couldn't completely break their thoughts. Thinking of this, Bi Zhoucheng handed the empty wine glass to Qi Xiu and said in a low voice: "Pour wine." "

Qi Xiu pilgrimage raised the wine jug and poured him half a glass, Bi Zhoucheng opened his mouth to take a sip, and smiled at Ren Bin: "Xiu Hajj is the only female soldier under me, I value it very much, the general is also a brother who has followed Ben Shuai to fight in the south and north for more than ten years, it stands to reason that they are all their own people, if there is anything inconsiderate about Hugh Hajj, I hope the general can raise his noble hand and don't embarrass her." "

Ren Bin's face turned red and white, and he smiled reluctantly: "It's the last general who is abrupt, and I hope the marshal will forgive me." "

"It's no wonder if you don't know, time flies, you've been out for two years in the blink of an eye, but in the future, I hope the general can pay attention to proportion, don't provoke gossip, and leave a handle. "It's not a light or heavy warning, Ren Bin said with a haha, "Yes, yes, the last general understands." "

"Okay, today is all a misunderstanding, the general is a manly man, and he will not be abrupt in the future. Bi Zhoucheng rubbed the back of Qi Xiu's head, as if he was petting a lazy cat, looked at her cheeks red and slightly panting, and his heart also had feelings, and he smiled heartily at Ren Bin, "I am entangled in official business, I can't rest for a moment, this commander is going to go first, today's celebration banquet, I hope the general will drink happily." "

"Okay, Marshal go slowly. "

Bi Zhoucheng sent Qi Xiu back to the door, and said in a low voice: "His father and relatives are all officials in the court, and he can speak well in front of the emperor, he is strong in martial arts, and he has 800 hearts, and he will be promoted to the marshal of the 28th battalion tomorrow, he has the capital to continue to pester you." I didn't hit him lightly, he shouldn't trouble you again in the future, you have to be careful yourself, how to deal with this kind of situation, you have to learn to come. "

"I'm not very good at getting along with people, and I'm not used to participating in this kind of occasion, thank you today......" The atmosphere was a little delicate, neither of them spoke again, Bi Zhoucheng kept looking at her, Qi Xiujin could feel his gaze, angry, and retreated, "I really won't, or, I'd better be a little soldier honestly, then there won't be so many occasions that I need to participate in ......

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"When you are a little soldier with no name, you will only suffer more, not less. If you don't let yourself grow, in a small corner that no one cares about, everyone can step on it. "

The

atmosphere became delicate again, Qi Xiu's smile was a little reluctant, Bi Zhoucheng sighed: "Is it so difficult? Learning and growing, is it so difficult for you? You are not very talented, and martial arts have to be stared at you all the time, you are willing to work hard, and you are a little uncomfortable with others, and you retreat every time." Hugh, you have to understand that every place has its own set of rules, and now that you are in the barracks, you have to follow the rules of the barracks, and you can't think about it or not, get used to it or not. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, you can't avoid them, you can't just live in your own world, you can only live better and better only by constantly learning. "

Bi Zhoucheng guessed that Qi Xiu's personality might be related to her family, her mind was very closed, it was difficult to accept external information, and it was difficult to persist in learning. For Bi Zhoucheng, it is natural to move forward, but it is as difficult as a heaven for Qi Xiujing, he really can't understand why learning can make her steps faster and faster, and her position higher and higher, why is it so difficult to do.

Qi Xiujin held his collar, which seemed to Bi Zhoucheng to be a silent confrontation.

Bi Zhoucheng stared at the red slap marks on her face seriously, and asked in a ghostly manner, "Your face ...... Does it hurt?".

Qi Xiujin touched his hand when he heard this, and cursed in a low voice: "Hiss~ It hurts, that dead pervert, his hand is so heavy, he is so old, and he doesn't know how to write the word "life...... It is time for their family to be cut off from their children and grandchildren. After saying this, he felt that he was rude, and he laughed to himself.

Bi Zhoucheng didn't say anything, only took out an ointment and gave it to her: "Go back and rub it on the wound." "

After Qi Xiu became the head of the coach, because he wanted to express himself, he practiced more diligently than before, and sometimes when he returned from military affairs, he also had to practice in the coaching field for an hour, and a large chunk of time was used to practice, and he was looking forward to praising her next time Bi Zhoucheng saw it.

Gao Feng saw her working so hard, a little unbearable, and a little sense of crisis, so he persuaded a few words: "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, don't be too anxious." "

Qi Xiu pursed his lips: "I'm so old, it's hard to keep up with the progress, I don't want the marshal to feel that I am lax and disappointed in me the next time he sees me." "

Gao Feng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart: "You care so much about the marshal's opinion of you?".

Qi Xiu nodded: "Yes, I care very much, his disappointed eyes are more unbearable than a stick on his body." "

Gao Feng blinked, tried to ignore the discomfort in his heart, and admitted: "That's good." "

After he left, he glanced back again, although Qi Xiujin was a leader, his kung fu was actually as good as that of the generals in other battalions, and Bi Zhoucheng had never taught him to practice by hand. In less than a year, her kung fu has improved rapidly, Bizhou Cheng is in Long'an, and she is partial to her in everything, and the tasks given to her are all big tasks, he has a hunch in his heart, the marshal is not satisfied with her being only a leader.

Gao Feng was a little dissatisfied with Bizhoucheng's partiality, thinking about how many tasks he had completed for four or five years before he sat in the position of head coach. Every step of his promotion was obtained by himself with bloody military exploits, but what about her, a woman, who won the favor of Bizhou Cheng and rose all the way, this is not fair.

If the marshal is willing to lead himself with such intentions, perhaps, his future will be far better than now.

With his attentive teaching, her career will be smooth sailing, and she will be promoted layer by layer, maybe in a few years, she will be able to catch up with her achievements for so many years, and even surpass her position.

Qi Xiu

Hajj practice did not fall, when Bi Zhoucheng was spot-checked, Qi Xiu Haj's performance was okay, but after she finished practicing, she looked at Bi Zhoucheng expectantly, wanting to hear two words of praise. She is tired and broken every day, and she is desperate to make up for her homework, Bizhou Cheng can praise her, and her mood can go to heaven.

But Bi Zhoucheng obviously just thought it was okay, and after reading it, he nodded, and didn't say anything else. Don't say the good, don't say the bad, Qi Xiu Hajj is like being poured a basin of cold water, and his heart is lost.

"The penalty I owed before, I just had time today, so I received it. Bi Zhoucheng glanced at the sun, "Follow me back to the camp, I only have half a pillar of incense, and I will go to survey other camps, and I will solve it quickly." "

After saying that, he

turned around and walked away neatly, Qi Xiujin felt that he had not been praised and valued as he imagined, Bizhou Cheng treated her like a person who didn't care, treating her with a cold and emotionless attitude.

She followed behind Bizhou Cheng dejectedly, feeling like an abandoned dog.

Entering Bi Zhoucheng's camp, she consciously lifted her hem and lay on the table, Bi Zhoucheng quickly and neatly beat fifty rattans, and then used rattan to put down her hem: "The punishment you saved before, today is the last fifty strokes, and after the beating, your posture is now rarely hunched over." "

Qi Xiu answered, propped up his upper body, and saw the blood flowing on the ground.

Bi Zhoucheng put the rattan into the seawater tank soaked in the torture equipment, and said hurriedly: "Okay, go out, when Gao Feng will come later, you can go back and deal with the wound." "

Qi Xiujin held his hand on the table and said from his heart: "Why can't you say a few more words to me?"

Bi Zhoucheng's hand to pack up military affairs paused, and asked puzzledly: "What do you say?"

"I don't want to give praise, where I haven't done enough, it's good to scold a few words, why, can't I say a few more words?" Qi Xiu picked at the depression on his desk, "Do you know, how much I look forward to your coming back this time and watching me practice." I thought about it countless times, I couldn't sleep at night, I thought you would be very happy, I thought I was improving, I thought you would praise me, but you were so cold to me. "

Bi Zhoucheng looked at Qi Xiu, but Qi Xiu only looked at his smooth desktop after years of hard work.