"Really? Can I first ask what exactly he complinted on?" Jane Sampson asked with a smile.
"He said you’re very good-looking and interesting, and that his comrades in arms all really like you." The director wasn’t exaggerating, these were indeed the words of the black-face instructor.
During training, the instructor seed quite stern and rciless, but in his private life, he was quite an agreeable person.
"Then when I see the instructor tomorrow, I must thank him properly." Jane Sampson giggled lightly, "I thought he would speak ill of , especially since I played a trick on him this morning."
However, it seed that the instructor didn’t take it to heart at all.
"Let’s talk about your feelings over these past few days." The director raised his eyebrows, "Speak your mind, don’t hold back. I heard that these two days, both you and your fellow trainees had quite a few complaints about and your instructor, is that right?"
"When we were trained to the point of exhaustion, of course, we had a ton of complaints, but once it was over, those complaints faded away too," Jane answered honestly, "If it weren’t for participating in this show, probably we’d never have the chance to experience the life of the guard team soldiers so intimately. Honestly, it’s very tough, tougher than we originally imagined."
Even though Jane Sampson had been exposed to defenders from an early age, with defenders in the house and having married one, if it weren’t for this personal experience these past few days, Jane would never have known how Jas Black and Peter Gingery spent their 24 hours each day in the guard team.
So lives, just by watching TV or hearing speeches, we could never really understand where the word "tough" applies until we truly step into that life and realize what "tough" really ans.
"I think, after these few days, I should have even more respect and admiration for these defenders. The feeling of security our country gives us is also given by them. Anyone who wears the team uniform is definitely the most respectable person in the world," Jane’s emotions cald down a bit as she spoke.
At that point, she was silent for a few seconds before looking up at the smiling director opposite her and asked, "Will the segnt from yesterday morning be broadcast?"
"If there are no accidents, it will be," the director nodded. Yesterday morning’s segnt was very interesting, and also, that person wasn’t captured in it.
"Isn’t that the sa as calling soone ugly in front of the entire national audience?" Jane Sampson placed a hand on her forehead, "I need to clarify here that the ’world’s ugliest person’ I ntioned isn’t ugly at all. On the contrary, he’s very handso, really. I slandered soone so handso over my petty emotions, I owe soone an apology."
At this, Jane Sampson faced the cara, raised her head, and said very sincerely, "I’m sorry~"
The director’s smile was sly as Jane Sampson said her apology, probably unaware that the person she was talking about was right now in the next room, watching the CCTV. Every move she made, every expression on her face, every word she said—the person she was talking about saw and heard it all completely clearly.
In the ti that followed, the director asked Jane Sampson a few more questions, all deliberately chosen, and Jane’s responses did not disappoint the director.
Since there were many others waiting, the two didn’t chat much. After talking for about ten minutes, the director let Jane Sampson go and had Helen Watson call Mair Williams in.
After Jane ca out, she followed Helen Watson back. When Charlotte Miller ca out of the bath room, she went in to take her bath.
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