Chapter 137: Can You Still Hold a Gun?

"I'm fine, the doctor said it's good to take care of it. Gu Yan smiled and looked at his comrades in front of him.

Shen Jiayi is still the same Shen Jiayi, but the inferiority complex and cowardice in her eyes have dissipated a lot, and over time, she will definitely become more confident and more eye-catching.

She will never repeat the mistakes of her last life!

At this time, Gu Yan keenly felt that Guo Rou beside her looked a little speechless, she thought for a while, and said calmly, "Lin Xiaoyu's burns are fine, she will rest for a few days, and the redness and swelling will fade." ”

Guo Rou sighed, "Gu Yan, I'm sorry." ”

"What do you apologize for, my hands are not hot from you. And it is understandable that you care about Lin Xiaoyu's situation, you were her friend before, and you didn't care about her at all, so it proves that your friend has a problem and doesn't care enough about your comrades-in-arms. ”

Guo Rou was worried that Gu Yan would be angry with her because of Lin Xiaoyu, so she ignored her in the future.

But she didn't expect Gu Yan to say this.

She looked at Gu Yan in surprise, she didn't know what to say for a while, after thinking about it, she sighed, "I won't be friends with her in the future." ”

Regarding the criteria for others to choose friends, Gu Yan doesn't care much about this, this is Guo Rou's own business.

But in all fairness, Lin Xiaoyu is indeed not a very good friend, his character is not good, his ears are soft and he has no ideas, not to mention that this person had such a good relationship with Bai Weiyang in his previous life.

A friend of the enemy, then to Gu Yan, he is still an enemy.

So when she saw that Guo Rou no longer regarded Lin Xiaoyu as a friend in the future, she was also comforted in her heart, after all, she thought that Guo Rou was bold, clear about right and wrong, and had a good character.

Lin Xiaoyu really doesn't deserve to have a good friend like Guo Rou.

In the singing competition, Shen Jiayi from the logistics department won the second place, and the top three were all pluses, although they were not the first, but Han Jiao was also very happy.

This is an unprecedented good result of the Logistics Department in the military song competition.

Rival Xu Wenjuan happened to pass by Han Jiao's side at this time, she smiled and said, "Han Jiao, your logistics department is good this time, you can even get a second place in the military song competition, but it's a pity, the first is still from our art troupe." ”

Han Jiao sneered, "Xu Wenjuan, now that the final result of the final competition has not come out, what are you proud of! I remember that the shooting competition of the art troupe is very average with cross-country long-distance running." ”

"So what, your logistics department is not much better, anyway, our military song competition has already scored the highest bonus points, so no matter what, it will not be worse than the results of your logistics department. After saying this, Xu Wenjuan raised her chin and walked away.

Han Jiao was depressed and stared at the sworn enemy and walked away slowly, but when she thought of Gu Yan's injured hand, she suddenly sighed.

"Forget it, this time there is a military song plus points, it is already an accident, and when it comes to cross-country running, let everyone cheer more. ”

"Platoon commander, I'm still on the field for the shooting competition later. ”

Han Jiao was stunned for a moment, turned around, and saw the female soldier she admired the most, standing calmly in front of her, smiling quietly, and the sunlight penetrated her flying hair, making her whole person look very vibrant.

Han Jiao's gaze fell on Gu Yan's right hand wrapped in gauze, and she instantly came back to her senses, "Gu Yan, can you still hold a gun in your hand?"