Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don’t Mess Around! Chapter 59 - An Eaglet Flying in the Sky

Chapter 59: An Eaglet Flying in the Sky

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mrs. Ke had always been trying to find fault with Ye Jian. But her etiquette was impeccable, and academically, she was getting better and better, which made it impossible for Mrs. Ke to teach Ye Jian a lesson.

In the afternoon, Ye Jian packed her luggage, including her quilts. Carrying a large woven bag on her own, she left the school without looking back.

An Jiaxin was holding her textbooks for her. Bewildered, she followed Ye Jian closely. She still couldn’t believe it when they had arrived at the school gate. She said, “Really?! Are you seriously moving out?”

She thought that it was just a joke!

“Of course, it is true. Didn’t I tell you last night?” Ye Jian moved her luggage to a pa.s.senger tricycle, which was frequently seen in the town. She said to An Jiaxin, who had not recovered from her astonishment, “Go inside quickly before you get yourself a demerit.”

An Jiaxin quickly put the textbooks on the tricycle. After wiping her face, she replied, “Well played! Did you see how distorted Ye Ying’s face was?!”

How could it not be twisted? Now that Ye Jian was not in the dorm, Ye Ying had fewer chances to say bad things about her in front of their cla.s.smates.

“Now, I’m not taking her seriously and I have no intention to scheme against her! I just want to study hard so that I can enroll in the provincial high school. Arguing with her is a waste of my time.”

Since she couldn’t kick Ye Ying out of school or kill her to solve their dispute once and for all, why bother to waste her own energy?

After Ye Jian finished her words, she jumped onto the tricycle and waved at An Jiaxin. Carrying her luggage, she was heading to stay in a new place.

When Ye Jian departed, the cla.s.ses were over, and the school was crowded, so she didn’t draw too much attention. Only Liao Jian was watching her. Holding a lollipop in his mouth, he smiled coldly as he saw the tricycle leaving.

Liao Jian walked over to a motorcycle that was picking him up. Patting the lad, who had cyan tattoos on the back of his hands, he said, “Bro, let me introduce you to my cla.s.smate. She is a hot chick.”

“How hot can your cla.s.smate be? There are two chicks from your province working in our hotel. Their b.o.o.bs bounce when they walk. Let me take you to have fun,” said Brother Fei, who was a notorious rogue in the town and was also a friend of Liao Jian’s father, so he often hanged out with Liao Jian.

As soon as the motorcycle started, it spat out a string of black smokes. Rumbling, it disappeared from the school gate.

Ye Jian, who did not have accommodation restrictions anymore, began to make rapid progress, so rapid that it amazed Princ.i.p.al Chen.

Ye Jian became more obsessed with sniping when she touched a gun and shot for the first time!

She was obsessed with the bullets darting at an unstoppable speed and hitting the targets! And she was fascinated by the joy of challenging herself again and again.

Throughout the May Day holiday, Ye Jian was trained by Princ.i.p.al Chen and Grandpa Gen deep in the mountains. She overcame all kinds of hards.h.i.+ps time and again.

“The target was 470 meters away and was. .h.i.t between his eyes!” Carrying the sniper rifle on her back and holding the trunk, Ye Jian descended from the tree by stepping on the branches. When she had stepped down to a certain height, she jumped from the tree.

Her face was smeared with green paint. Wearing a helmet that was a bit too large for her head, her palm-sized face seemed extraordinarily tiny and delicate.

Princ.i.p.al Chen picked up the scarecrow target and stepped over the bushes, walking to Ye Jian. He poked out the blank cartridge that was shot between the scarecrow’s eyes and handed it to Ye Jian. “Keep it. It is also a testimony to your growth.”

“I will let more bullets witness my growth!” She pursed her lips and said in a gentle voice. Her hand was tightly holding the bullet that was still a bit hot. There was already the tough look of a soldier on her delicate face.