Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

The number of lurking investigations outside the window has risen sharply recently, because their boss came in with a series of abnormal reactions.

"Announcement, the boss is looking at his phone again, the eighth time today, the haze on his face has dissipated, and the alarm can be lifted."

"Information, the boss passed the lights-out time last night, and bought a women's magazine the day before yesterday."

"Notice..."

The usual miserable training could not dampen the enthusiasm of these subordinates to spy on the cold-faced Hades. Ever since I found out that my boss took a selfie last time, the chat group of the camp leaders has been full of gossip recently, and the second-in-commands with excellent investigative skills even know the number of times the boss takes a bath.

This morning, everyone keenly grasped their boss's particularly unhappy mood. Under the situation of being exhausted from training, the leaders of each battalion had to go out to investigate again to understand the source of the incident.

Until dinner in the afternoon, a missed call successfully broke the boss's frozen line, but the small universe of gossip burning in everyone's hearts became more and more out of control.

"Report." In the end, the battalion commander who asked for the photos last time was pushed out to spy on the military situation.

"Come in." Major General Feng was dressed in army green, with his cuffs neatly rolled up, his eyes still focused on the phone screen.

"Well, Boss, your phone is broken? Would you like me to look it up for you?" The scout's ability to pretend to be a spy was launched, and the figure at the door of the conversation had moved to the table in an instant, and he took a quick look at it. A screen that lights up.

With the excellent eyesight of a sniper, a line of small fonts on the Baidu search bar came into view in a very impactful way.

'What if the child doesn't like to study? '

Wait... Ying, who had a moment of self-doubt, rubbed his eyes and confirmed it again, and then the eyeballs froze there.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yan asked without raising his head, his cold expression didn't match the reality of swiping his phone with his head buried in reality.

"Er..." Ying, with a choked throat, took a long time to brave the courage to ask, "Boss, do your relatives have difficulties in studying?"

Hearing the tone of someone who had come here, Major General Feng finally gave him a glance in the midst of his busy schedule, and said calmly, "What can I do, my child?"

This person has always been able to speak sparingly, as long as the meaning is clear, he will never be able to get the subject, verb and object together.

But this time, the battalion commander was shocked by the subject at the beginning.

Children at home? ! The eldest is only twenty-four this year, and the children are already in school, what grade, male and female, what do they look like...

Countless questions whizzed through my mind. In order not to lose face of the scout, the commander of the battalion kept a calm face and said skillfully: "Ahem, boss, this child is playful and can't be too hasty. You need to take your time." Guidance, such as starting with her favorite cartoons and toys, and switching to educational games."

Ying, who felt that he was in perfect control of the field, had big white teeth grinning on his dark face, and he was extremely confident.

But Major General Feng gave him a cold look, lowered his head and chose to continue poking the screen.

‘Children don’t like to study, they don’t like to watch cartoons and play with dolls, how to guide their learning? '

As an older child who started a company at the age of seventeen and played with knives and guns, Qin Qing didn't know that his guardian almost punctured the screen of his mobile phone with a report card.

It's just that this episode happened, but the model's invitation was shelved.

Guessing that Feng Yan didn't reply because she didn't intend to come, she turned around and had no choice but to ask Nan Xu.

The so-called people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Ever since Song Ruye's name was published on the big-character poster, Qin Qing finally deeply experienced the feeling of being squeezed dry.

"Song Ruye, this is the registration form for the Mathematical Olympiad. The teacher has great confidence in you."

"Student Song, there will be an English speech contest tomorrow. The teacher heard that your pronunciation is very good. This spot must belong to you."

...

After one week in a row, the teachers of various subjects seemed to try their best to make up for the pity that the top students didn't want to get out of the quagmire, and tried their best to find opportunities for her to have extra training. After filling out various registration forms, they had to make up extracurricular knowledge after school.

The better Qin Qing performed, the more eager the teachers of each class were to cultivate her. As a result, she squeezed out a little time between classes to sleep on the table, and the dark circles under her eyes became more and more serious.

This Friday after school, Luo Zihang finally couldn't help but grab her when he saw her wandering off to the teacher's office wearing a pair of plane glasses.

"Tsk, are you stupid? It's better not to go to make yourself into such a virtue for a few bad games." He has always known that the young man has a lot of things to be busy in private, but no matter how busy he is, he can't fight with his life. If this continues, he is afraid that his brother will be in danger of sudden death from overwork.

"Hmm...but..." Qin Qing was obviously a bit slow in responding, staring in bewilderment, unable to think of the next sentence for a long time.

Seeing her like this, Luo Zihang was even more upset, so he directly took away the review materials in her hand, strode out, and said in a big way: "What the hell are the competitions, people in our seventh class have never been obedient masters, you are so shameless!" The face of class seven, let's go, let's be unrestrained for a while today."

Classmate Qin Qing, who was labeled as a disgrace by Class 7, looked back at the headline "Take Song Ruye as an example and be proud of Song Ruye", which was nominated by the whole class on the blackboard newspaper, and was suddenly speechless.

It wasn't until she was pressed on the booth of the Internet cafe that she realized that today was another scene where the scumbags from class seven gathered.

Luo Zihang came in and greeted many people, and he just casually responded to the urging voice, "The game is about to start, you should go to sleep first, wake up and then play black together."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her to respond, he turned around and sat down in the nearest seat, put on his earphones and went to play by himself.

Qin Qing, who entered the Internet cafe for the first time, was stunned for a few seconds before observing the small room and the long sofa in which she was. Once the door was closed, it was almost a capsule room. The air conditioner was really drowsy.

After staying up late for many days, Tu's nerves were relaxed. It was the first time he slept soundly for several hours in an unfamiliar environment. When Qin Qing woke up again, there was a bucket of soaked instant noodles on the table. It was obviously Master Luo who condescended. expensive masterpiece.

After tasting the first bucket of instant noodles in her life, Qin Qing, who had a very poor experience, drank half a bottle of water before slowly turning on the computer. The mouse cursor skipped the game icon. She opened the web page and skillfully downloaded the Return of the King program, logged in to her account, and swiped in A turquoise interface appeared.

This account was played in the entrance test of her first year of high school, and now the records have been cleared and turned into a small account, and the number of game statistics has increased from 4,000 a year ago to 40,000, covering almost most of the high school students in the country. Top students.

That's right, this title is very similar to some sort of qualifying match where not everyone can play, the first level of the test before starting the game will wipe out more than half of the students, and only students with above-average abilities can enter.