She crouched there, trembling and crying heartbreakingly, but no one stepped forward to comfort her.

Because this was the first one to be found, Feng Qingxue couldn't help but glance back, she noticed that Yang Fengying's face was unbearable, and the other female soldiers in the regiment were either gloating, or watching coldly, and a few were also uneasy.

Captain Bai slowly turned his head sideways. For this kind of thing, she can't do anything but plead with the troops in the next disposition.

Wang Xinru had to harden her heart and scolded: "I knew this was the case, why did I bother in the first place? From the day you become a soldier, you should memorize the rules of the army! If you follow the rules, can you get to this point? When it comes to the issue of work style at all levels, the troops are determined to deal with it seriously, and you ...... Don't blame anyone, if you want to blame, blame yourself for not following the rules. "Don't blame?

How can it be? Except for the person who reported it righteously, all the female soldiers of the art troupe present hated the whistleblower, if they knew who it was, they could all eat his (her) flesh raw and gnaw his (her) heart raw!

The girl, Jin Zhuzhu, was taken down, but the examination continued. The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and everyone was almost out of breath.

Feng Qingxue can't bear it, in her opinion, as long as she doesn't cross the moral bottom line, as long as she doesn't destroy other people's families, who is in the way of the private love letter exchange between two young men and women?

Why push them to a dead end and let them face the same bad luck as Qiao Desheng and Fang Ning? Even if there is a big age difference between men and women, they have the right to love freely under the premise of abiding by morality.

Is love so unforgivable? Human feelings come from the bottom of their hearts, no one knows when they will meet the object that makes them throb, and no one knows if they will do something to get carried away during their relationship.

With a little compassion that suddenly came up, Feng Qingxue was extra cautious in the next inspection.

When I checked the things of a person with a calm and unhurried face, if there was a letter in my bag, Feng Qingxue would open it and take a hasty look at the general content, and then show it to Guo Xiuying, and let it go if there was no problem.

Generally speaking, literary and artistic soldiers with this kind of performance are not afraid of being inspected and have a clear conscience. Like those who have a wrong expression, they are sure to have a weak heart, the wind is light and the snow is drawing a scoop according to the gourd, and carrying their letters to them into the space, except for the letters that are more likely to have problems, there is no problem in other aspects.

She did this three times, and she hid a total of four or five letters, including Fang Ning's love letter. After the inspection, Feng Qingxue could fully feel the gratitude of the three of them to her.

The literary and artistic soldiers who were inspected by the wind and snow escaped, and the others were not so lucky, and the medical staff found not only love letters among their belongings, but also shoes and socks made for men, or clothes sewn for men, and so on.

The literary and artistic soldiers who were found were all taken away, where they were taken to, and what kind of fate they faced next, it had nothing to do with Feng Qingxue, she took Xibao's hand and planned to leave with Guo Xiuying and others, but the little guy turned around and waved his little fat hand at the literary and artistic soldiers who were crying or laughing,

"Bye-bye!" A smile appeared on Fang Ning's face, and the two literary soldiers who had escaped with the help of Feng Qingxue immediately smiled back at Xibao.

。。 Let's take a look at the remaining twelve o'clock