After the War I Became a Women’s Clothing Boss - Chapter 152

    After hearing Ming Jing’s words, Wen Ruqing’s face flushed with embarrassment.

    Just turned her head and said, “What’s the use of her doing all this?”

    Even if Wen Rushui participated in the competition as she wished, the possibility of her becoming a mecha soldier is very slim.

    In the end, she still has to rely on her family, Wen Ruqing, and her future marriage partner.

    “Wen Ruqing, you don’t know yet.” After listening to his words, the anger in Ming Jing’s heart suddenly dissipated, and she looked at him with a little sympathy in her eyes: “You Wen Rushui has already learned the stunt that he is proud of—frozen ice and bone shattering.”

    “While you are still here deceiving yourself and standing still, she is moving forward unswervingly.”

    “I see who will rely on whom in the future, I really don’t know.”

    The mirror closed the door, and also put the lost Wen Ruqing outside the door, Taya came over and asked with a worried look: “Did you come to trouble Wen Rushui again?”

    “I haven’t seen him since he went to his father to discuss the game.” Taya also frowned thoughtfully: “Did he make his father angry because of this?”

    “You’d better pay more attention to Di Wen, anyway he has done a lot of work.” Ming Jing patted the thoughtful Taya and walked towards the training ground.

    Now the training of the players has entered the second stage, and their abilities and qualities have also appeared roughly on the ladder.

    The members of the Royal Women’s Academy are undoubtedly the best in power level and talent, but most of them lack determination and perseverance, and need more training.

    The 7th Army and the members recruited by Interstellar are similar in talent level, but the members of the 7th Army have experienced on the battlefield after all, and they have their own blood and deterrence.

    In this comparison, the ordinary recruits are indeed not outstanding enough.

    But Der Spiegel has high hopes for them.

    Because they are the representatives of most of the girls in the interstellar space, everyone can see their own shadow in them.

    No outstanding family background, no proud talent, even the most ordinary one has the opportunity to pursue his dream.

    Girls of different classes and backgrounds will form different small groups, which are all expected by Der Spiegel.

    Until that day, there was a group brawl in the base, when the colorful lights were flying all over the sky, and a big hole was smashed over the stadium.

    The two sides of the fight were the members of the Royal Women’s Academy and the members of the general recruit, while the girls of the Seventh Army stood by and watched happily.

    The reason was just to compete for the front row seat in the multimedia classroom.

    Der Spiegel, who rushed to the scene at that time, almost didn’t laugh when she heard the reason.

    In the end, Ming Jing tried her best to drive them all back to the dormitory, and then found Zhu Zhu in private.

    She is one of the hardest recruited members, and one of the most promising members of the mirror, even though her power level is only B.

    “I heard that you had an argument with Duli and the others.” Ming Jing looked at the bruises on Zhu Zhu’s face and said warmly.

    The word quarrel is an overly glorified term for that fight.

    Zhu Zhu covered the scar on his face, dodged his eyes and said, “I’m sorry.”

    “Just because of the seat?” Ming Jing looked at her and asked seriously.

    Zhu Zhu raised her head with a hesitant expression, but when she saw those dark eyes with warm light, her worries seemed to disappear in an instant.

    She lowered her eyelashes and said in a low voice: “They… laugh at the clothes we wear… and say that we smell…”

    Those conflicts that accumulated in the weekdays, mutual hostility and misunderstandings all broke out through this fuse.

    Just when the anger in my heart gradually dissipated, worry and fear came back to my heart.

    Zhu Zhu’s eyelashes trembled, and her face turned slightly pale.

    She was holding on to the corner of her clothes at a loss, she was afraid and angry, she was afraid of angering those famous young ladies, and she was also afraid that Mingjing would be angry, afraid that this hard-won opportunity would be taken by herself The urge to die.

    Suddenly, a hand was placed on the back of her hand. The hand was white and slender, like a warm warm jade, but it had infinite power and held her tightly.

    Then a clear voice sounded above Zhu Zhu’s head: “It’s not your fault, raise your head.”

    The voice seemed to have magic power, Zhu Zhu raised her head in a daze, just bumped into the pupils of the bright mirror, and at that moment, it was like the stars fell into her eyes.

    The mirror looked at her fixedly and said solemnly:

    “Zhu Zhu, I’ll give you two choices now, one is for me to teach them; the other is for you to conquer them yourself.”

    “Subduing them?” Zhu Zhu asked curiously.

      Let’s have a decent game.”

    Der Spiegel kept thinking, what else are these girls missing?

    Later, she discovered that what they lacked was the fighting experience, the fighting atmosphere and the vigorous fighting spirit.

    Mecha League needs brave and militant elements, but these girls have long lived in a calm and depressing environment, and have long been accustomed to meekness and obedience.

    What Der Spiegel has to do now is to stimulate the fighting spirit in their bones.

    At the First Military Academy, fighting was as common as eating and drinking.

    On the battlefield, family power and class status are bubbles, and only strength is the capital that will stand.

    Have a solid fight, and the problems and grievances will disappear. If someone uses their family background to oppress them after a defeat, then it will be rejected by all people.

    This is the reason why the First Military Academy can teach the most powerful mecha soldiers, and it is also the system that Der Spiegel wants to implement at this stage.

    Small groups are no big deal, class and upbringing prevent them from understanding and being good friends.

    However, the one-on-one battle will make them familiar with each other and become tacit comrades-in-arms.

    And such inspiration comes from Huo Buyan.

    The day after speaking with Zhu Zhu, a new rule was announced at the base:

    Support all team members to conduct healthy personal or team competitions, accumulate points for wins and losses, and the final score results will be considered for official team selection.

    At least the number of trials per week is also stipulated, and the personal score is scrolled in real time on the large screen of the base.

    After the announcement of this regulation, everyone was immediately excited, and various small groups looked at each other and talked a lot.

    Everyone was in the wait-and-see stage, but one person suddenly crossed the noisy crowd and went straight to the gathering place of the members of the Royal Women’s College.

    “Duli Kenya, I challenge you.” Zhu Zhu looked at Duli firmly and said solemnly.

    “She is A-level, and I, only B-level…I’m not her opponent…”

    After hearing what Ding Jing said yesterday, Zhu Zhu struggled for a while and lowered his head in frustration.

    “The level of power does not determine everything. In many cases, it is not talent that really affects us, but the determination to move forward.”

    Ding Jing held Zhu Zhu’s hand, a tender smile of nostalgia appeared in her eyes, and said softly: “Maybe I should tell you, a man named Huo Buyan, Transcendent A Grade mecha player The Soldier’s Story—”

    Der Spiegel’s words were still in her ears, Zhu Zhu looked at Duli who was silent and straightened her spine even more.

    Slightly narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhu Zhu, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Duli’s mouth: “Do you think I’m afraid of you?”

    The two sides reached the will to fight and became the first group of opponents to board the battle stage. Seeing this, everyone else came around curiously, and the heated discussions continued.

    “Can Zhu Zhu beat Duli?” Taya also stretched her neck curiously and looked at the two serious-looking people on the stage.

    “Of course – I can’t beat it.” Ming Jing said with a calm expression.

    “Then you encouraged her to challenge Duli!” Taya turned to look at her in confusion.

    “I admit that Zhu Zhu is working hard, but for the battle across the ranks–not enough.”

    Der Jing looked at the two people who had started fighting on the stage seriously. on.

    “Fighting against the strong can make her better aware of her own shortcomings, and the battle experience and psychological quality tempered from it are more valuable than winning or losing the game.”

    As Der Spiegel said, Zhu Zhu lost the game.

    She was kicked off the test stand by Du Li, and there were several scars on her body.

     Zhu Zhu’s friends rushed over to help her up, and the members of the Royal Women’s Academy who welcomed Tuli’s triumphant return burst into loud cheers.

    More contemptuous and disdainful eyes than ever were cast on Zhu Zhu and the others.

    Du Li, who was standing at the front, folded her arms with her arms over her chest, lowered her eyes, and looked at Zhu Zhu, who was still stubborn, with her head held high. .

    “Zhu Zhu, I’ll take you to the infirmary.” Someone said with concern in Zhu Zhu’s ear.

    But Zhu Zhu turned a deaf ear, she brushed away the hands that were supporting her, and limped towards Duli with an indifferent face.

    The onlookers looked at her in surprise and whispered what she wanted to do.

    Zhu Zhu stopped in front of Duli and looked up at her.

    Zhu Zhu’s eyes were clear and persistent. She was not embarrassed or angry because of Duli’s taunting. She looked at Duli fixedly, and her expression was a bit naive because she was too serious.

    “Tomorrow, we will fight again.” Zhu Zhu said word by word.

    Du Li was stunned for a moment, almost subconsciously: “Are you crazy?”

    “I can dodge your attack just now. I won’t make this mistake tomorrow.”

    Zhu Zhu looked at her with surging fighting intent in her eyes.

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