C36 Bride to be Married

Oh my god! His nose almost bled out of his nostrils. Zhao Chuanqi suddenly thought that if he could beat this sexy and beautiful girl into a corner one day, it would be worth it even if he had to go to jail! This girl seemed to have been possessed by a fox spirit. Every movement and every gaze she made caused one's heart to tremble, and it was difficult to quell the burning desire within them. "Huu."

As Zhao Chuanqi was lost in thought, he took a step closer to her. The fragrance that was being emitted from her body not only failed to stop Zhao Chuanqi from imagining things, it had even made her sink even deeper into the abyss. This kind of fragrance was very similar to the one that came from her body when she was stripped naked.

"swineherd, what did you mean by asking the head during the discussion meeting?" Guan Xin suddenly asked.

"Which one?" Zhao Chuanqi was startled, and asked.

Guan Xin gently shook her body, tilted her beautiful little head, and said. You told your superiors that soldiers were not allowed to find their targets in the garrison. Haha, I'm so happy. You're such a talent. Why? Lonely and lonely, you want to find a girlfriend? But if you want to find someone in the station... "Did you secretly take a fancy to some girl?"

Zhao Chuanqi was shocked, thinking that the news had leaked out so quickly. Guan Xin had not even participated in the colloquium, so how could she have heard the content of the colloquium so quickly?

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Zhao Chuanqi asked.

Guan Xin raised her head, "There is a huge relationship between us! Why do I keep having the feeling that the girl you have a crush on seems to be … it seems to be the This girl! "

"Narcissist!" Zhao Chuanqi laughed bitterly and cursed.

Guan Xin took out another betel nut from her pocket, stuffed it into her mouth and said: "You're still not admitting! Hmph, aside from me, who else is worthy enough for you in the base … is it worth your love? "

Zhao Chuanqi endured the humiliation and stretched out his thumb, praising, "Miss, you are too imaginative!"

Guan Xin made a face and fished out a betel nut from her pocket, forcing it into Zhao Chuanqi's mouth, "Eat a betel nut, and I'll choke you to death!"

Zhao Chuanqi was already used to this girl who would rather die than fight for her life. He did not resist and only chewed on her food with relish. It was as if he was chewing on the bitter, sweet, and spicy taste of the special guard's life, or perusing the righteous and evil Director's daughter in front of him. Her existence was a miracle.

And the person he was acquainted with in the vast sea of people was a legend.

In reality, since that day onwards, Zhao Chuanqi had begun to enter a state of intense suffering.

He became a thorn in the side in the eyes of An Jing and a few other instructors. He was already filled with despair and doubt about his vision of being a special guard. Fortunately, Gong Mengran was beside him encouraging him to calm down, so he didn't sink under the disdainful gaze of the Leader.

Three months later, Guan Xin's achievements were fully accomplished, and she was assigned to Division Head D as a waiter.

Almost at the same time, Chief E sent a private car to bring Chen Yongsen away. Chen Yongsen's performance was not too outstanding.

Before Chen Yongsen left, he was given the rank of first lieutenant. Under the gazes of An Ping and the various instructors, under the envious and jealous gazes of the members of the Special Guard, he sat on the Audi A8, rushing for his new position, and became the first member of the group to be taken away by the chief in advance. This signified that Chen Yongsen would immediately transform from a personal guard to a real personal guard. It was said that Chen Yongsen would also be sent to the United States Political Protector Academy for a year's study. When he returned to his country, he would most likely assume the position of "Security Secretary" in Chief E's office. His future would be limitless.

A simple exam caused Chen Yongsen to transform into a phoenix, completely changing his life.

And Zhao Chuanqi, was facing a fate completely different from Chen Yongsen's.

Near the end of the training period, Special Guard was boiling over.

Zhao Chuanqi's group of Special Guard members were divided into different groups by An Ping and the instructors. According to the rules of the year, the heads of department began to come to the Special Guard to pick people up one after another. Within a month, Zhao Chuanqi's group of specially recruited members and a dozen other members that were born and bred here were all taken over by their respective leaders.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhao Chuanqi and the ten special forces of Ministry of Public Security remained. These ten special police officers would be taken away by the Ministry of Public Security in twenty days. They would be assigned to the foreign guest guard team and would be responsible for the defense of the important foreign guests.

Zhao Chuanqi became a wild goose that lost all sense of direction and coordinates. He was like a puppet everyday, staring blankly at the new members of the Special Guard training in the training field. He was like a free man, waiting and waiting, but no one came to pick him up from the Special Guard.

How could he know that ever since that day, his fate had already been decided? Shooting mistakes, random questions, questions that couldn't be answered... Any of these three crimes were enough to make the leaders of Secret Service and Special Guard wear small shoes for his entire life. If a shooting mistake could be said to be due to lack of skill, then, randomly asking the chief for questions and being unable to answer the questions would be considered a crime, but it was enough to raise it to a political point of view. To give Zhao Chuanqi a definition of 'political incompetence', no head would dare accept it, no Deputy Director would dare let him be the chief's personal guard.

In the long wait, he seemed to have given up all hope.

Finally, one day, Gong Mengran who could not bear it anymore, quietly found Zhao Chuanqi and told him the truth.

Originally, there would be one to two elimination slots for every batch of the completion of examinations in Special Guard. However, Zhao Chuanqi was the only one this year, he would be assigned to the basic squadron in one month's time, and would be assigned to the basic troop leading the troops.

Zhao Chuanqi was completely shocked.

He couldn't accept it. He really couldn't accept it.

Amongst the various examinations in the Special Guard, which of Zhao Chuanqi's wasn't ranked among the best? Scattered around and fired. They were both the best in the team, with no one surpassing them. Tactics, security theory, security and other detailed tests, he was also ranked in the top three.

No matter what, he shouldn't have been eliminated.

Gong Mengran sighed and said: "I have already tried my best. The Secret Service was a place that talked about politics. Politics was 1. On the basis of political qualification, of course the more the better, the more comprehensive the quality. However, if your political score is zero, no matter how good you are in other areas, your final score will still be zero. "

Zhao Chuanqi suddenly burst into tears and asked in reply, "Could it be that just because I asked the leader two questions in the discussion and was unable to answer the Deputy Director Shen's questions, you gave me a zero? Isn't that unfair? "

Gong Mengran said: "This is the Secret Service, this is the Special Guard. Some bottom lines were something that could not be touched. One touch would be the end. Maybe I killed you. I shouldn't have let you stand up and answer that question. "

To Zhao Chuanqi's surprise, he discovered that Gong Mengran's eyes were filled with tears.

Tears of sympathy, or tears of remorse?

Zhao Chuanqi's nose was sour, he was unable to control his emotions, and tears fell like rain. He was originally a strong person, but at this moment, his fate was extremely desolate and helpless.

The kind and respectable Gong Mengran cried for the second time. Her tears were like a river, crystal clear and surging.

He wanted to use his hands to wipe away the tears on Gong Mengran's face, but he was worried that his pair of big, heavy hands would sully the Angel's face. He could only watch on in silence, deeply moved and sobbing. Her large watery eyes were as clear as a stream, and the radiance they emitted would cause anyone to feel heartbroken and pity her.

Just like that, they stared at each other. Their eyes contained comfort, encouragement, desolation, and helplessness.

They wanted to hug each other and bear this tragedy that seemed to be irrevocable, but they were worried that if they held onto each other, their hearts would hurt and their futures would be even more uncertain.

Gong Mengran didn't know how to comfort the injured Zhao Chuanqi. These past two years, she had personally witnessed Zhao Chuanqi's transformation. He had grown up a lot, matured a lot. Every drop of blood and sweat that he had passed through in the Special Guard was clearly etched in her heart.

But at this moment, other than feeling regret, what else could she do?

Secret Service was a very special and strange place to begin with. Beside the leader of the team, it was easy for results to appear, and it was also easy for mistakes to be made. And both achievements and mistakes are easily magnified. Zhao Chuanqi, who had performed exceptionally well in all of the subjects, and the who had never performed well in all of the subjects, had each had their own fate just because of a joke of an exam question.

Was this fair?

There is not so much fairness in the world.

Some were happy, some were worried, some had risen thousands of miles overnight, and some had been sent to the 18 Hells with just a single thought. When I was standing guard on duty, I coincidentally fell down when Chief A was out for a walk, and quickly caught him. A few days later, I was promoted from a new recruit to be a second lieutenant; the Secret Service S Chief Officer Xiao Zhao handed the fishing rod over to the S Chief left hand when he was fishing, and from then on, I was recognized by the S Chief, and was transferred to the official staff of the Central Executive Office, enjoying the treatment of a national civil servant. It turned out that Chief S was a left-handed person, and out of all the past service personnel, only Xiao Zhao noticed this detail. Thus, his fate, because of this small detail, had been completely changed.

To speak of one thing and three things, there may not be many examples of me relying solely on opportunity to rise up. But a successful example like Xiao Zhao was no exception. In the area of services, the most important thing was one detail. Especially a high-end service organization like the Secret Service, any small detail could potentially determine your fate in your life.

Therefore, it was not hard to understand why Zhao Chuanqi had been sent to the Cold Palace for violating the rules and failing to answer questions. In fact, it was a very logical causal link. Such errors are often classified as political problems and can be infinitely magnified. At the same time, Chen Yongsen seized the opportunity to show off in front of his superior.

Gong Mengran took out a wet towel and helped wipe off the wetness on Zhao Chuanqi's face. His lips slightly trembled, wanting to say a few words of consolation, but he didn't know where to start.

Zhao Chuanqi could feel the fragrance from her hands, and scrutinized the beautiful and vivid woman in front of him, and his heart seemed to become stronger all of a sudden. So what if he couldn't become a special guard? I, Zhao Chuanqi, at the very least, still have a goal, a dream, and a soulmate that I can sacrifice my entire life for.

What's wrong with being at the bottom? Being at the bottom level was not the end of the road for heroes!

He could not become the chief instructor's personal guard, at least he was still a part of the Secret Service, and had a comrade-in-arms relationship with Gong Mengran!

Zhao Chuanqi comforted himself in his heart. He suddenly felt that besides his mother, it was enough to have another woman in his life. Having this woman was better than having the whole world.

His heart was boiling. He really wanted to shout at the sky with all his might, scaring this boundless world into trembling. However, he was worried that this roar would scare the beauty in front of him.

Suddenly, he really wanted to get drunk and use alcohol to wash away the irreparable scars in his heart. I really want to. As for his impassioned mood, he unconsciously clenched his fists and swung them out.