Imdiately, Ye Zhi turned to An Jing and said, "Boss, if Liu Feifei persists and makes it through, her future is absolutely imasurable. Her talent for recognizing faces is truly remarkable, akin to a scanner; such talent is nonexistent in the military."
Pausing briefly, Ye Zhi continued, "I’ve asked her. She can draw anyone or anything she has seen."
"Really?" An Jing was pleasantly surprised, "One day, we should test her separately to see the extent of her talent in this area."
Ye Zhi smiled, "One day? What, are you certain she’ll beco a soldier?"
An Jing’s eyes held a profound aning, "Just watch, she will definitely persevere. As long as her body allows, she will continue."
Seeing An Jing like this, Ye Zhi chose not to say anything more.
When it was the fifth quarter of the hour of the Rabbit, Su Chengyuan finally completed her ten laps. As soon as she finished, she removed the sandbags from her limbs and angrily shouted at An Jing, "An Jing, I, the Princess, will definitely beco a soldier!"
After her declaration, she turned and walked back to her own tent. However, she was so exhausted that her movents were slow and wobbly. What initially seed like a forceful exit appeared less imposing once she started walking.
An Jing and Ye Zhi watched Su Chengyuan leave.
After Su Chengyuan had slowly walked far enough away, presumably out of earshot, Ye Zhi couldn’t help but chuckle, "Boss, you’ve really fired her up. Looks like she’s determined to prove you wrong to the end."
An Jing also laughed, "She has indeed caught my attention. But, her aptitude is not bad either; if she truly makes it through, it would be a wonderful thing."
Ye Zhi said, "She has caught my attention too. I originally thought she would give up and return to the palace after failing to complete fifteen laps yesterday, but instead she’s persisted until now."
Then, the two won shared a knowing smile and said no more.
At the hour of the Dragon, Zhou Piaopiao finished her ten laps and returned to her tent.
Watching Yan Xiaohong move even slower than Liu Feifei, taking tiny steps, while Liu Feifei had only one lap left but Yan Xiaohong was still three laps behind, An Jing and Ye Zhi walked over.
The mont Yan Xiaohong saw An Jing and Ye Zhi approaching, she burst into tears and asked An Jing, "Instructor, this is more exhausting than doing farm work all day at ho. I truly can’t walk anymore, can you just consider my ten laps completed?"
An Jing’s face remained expressionless, "In the military camp, everyone is tired from daily drills. What’s going on with you now? Do you want to give up?"
Without waiting for Yan Xiaohong to reply, An Jing pointed at Liu Feifei, who was still crawling not far away, and said, "Look at her. She is the daughter of the Marquis of Boyang, pampered since birth, never having to lift a finger. Isn’t she tired? She is so exhausted that she can only crawl on the ground! If she can continue to persevere, and you, being physically stronger than her, are thinking of giving up?"
While crying, Yan Xiaohong choked out, "Two taels of silver each month, I don’t want to give up, but... but I’m really so tired... I can’t walk..."
"Then crawl on the ground, we’ll accompany you!" An Jing could not stand seeing soone claim they can’t do sothing without giving their all. At this mont, she was truly irate.
Yan Xiaohong was stunned.
Seeing her reaction, An Jing and Ye Zhi knew very well that Yan Xiaohong had never thought about crawling on the ground like Liu Feifei.
Without another word, An Jing and Ye Zhi simply and decisively lay down on either side of Yan Xiaohong, ready to accompany her in crawling. They wanted to give Yan Xiaohong a chance—if she truly couldn’t bear the hardships or the exhaustion, then they would have done all they could.
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