The reason why Xia Jinyuan knew about it was because he had co to a certain company for an internship when he was a second-year student. At that ti, an old company commander from the Xueyu unit told him personally.
It was also because of this old company commander that he beca a special forces soldier.
There was such a thing? Ye Jian was very curious. She couldn't help but leave his arms and sit up straight. "What's the spirit of a poplar tree?"
Xia Jinyuan pulled Ye Jian back into his arms. "Sit down and listen to . Don't move."
It was good to snuggle up and talk to each other. In a few days, it would be ti to part. When she entered the air force, it would be difficult for them to et again!
There were only two of them now. He had to hurry up and gain so benefits.
To prevent Ye Jian from sitting up straight again, Xia Jinyuan hugged her shoulders even tighter. Most of Ye Jian's body fell into his arms. He wished he could hug her and make her sit on his lap.
Lieutenant Colonel Xia, who had always been a man of action, moved quickly. He didn't tell Ye Jian what the 'spirit of a poplar tree' was imdiately. While Ye Jian was caught off guard, he hugged Ye Jian's waist and made her sit on his lap easily.
Ye Jian felt like a rag doll in his hands. In the blink of an eye, her body was in the air. Before she could catch her breath, she was already sitting on his lap with her back pressed against his chest. Her waist was hugged tightly by his strong arms as if he was afraid that she would run away.
Xia Jinyuan, who had achieved his goal, smiled and said, "You should've hugged like this long ago."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll make your legs numb?" Ye Jian, who was leaning into his arms, pursed her lips and smiled. "Don't ask to carry you down later."
"If my legs are really numb and I need you to carry , I won't reject the idea." In terms of talking, Xia Jinyuan had always been the king. Ye Jian quickly admitted defeat.
After adjusting to the most comfortable position, Ye Jian, who had admitted defeat, asked him what the spirit of a poplar tree was.
Xia Jinyuan spoke slowly. His low and pure voice was like a violin. It was probably stained with the desolation of the desert. His voice beca especially low. "The spirit of a poplar tree refers to the spirit that can endure hardships and fight. As for the female soldiers you brought out, they have the spirit of a poplar tree. They won't fall until the last mont. Even if they fall, their roots will be deep. Their mission will continue.
"You can't bear to part with them, but their roots are already in the desert. Their roots are still there, and their spirits are still there. One day, when you co back, you'll see them even stronger than now. They're like poplar trees rooted in the desert, lush and full of leaves, protecting the country."
Ye Jian, who had already left her female soldiers, saw the glint in his eyes. Ye Jian, who was lying on his shoulder, smiled and asked, "Captain Xia, you want to tell that they'll win, right?"
Without waiting for Xia Jinyuan's reply, she continued, "They will win, and they will win beautifully."
"The special forces of the Blood Wolf Special Forces are quite powerful, but how can the soldiers I trained be bad?" Her tone was extrely proud and confident, making the glint in his exquisite eyes even more dazzling. "After half a year of harsh training, all of them have beco top figures. How can they lose? They have the spirit of a poplar tree. Yes, they have the spirit of a poplar tree!"
They wouldn't lose. How could the soldiers she trained lose?
Xia Jinyuan loved her confidence and even the rare hint of arrogance she showed.
The girl he loved deeply rarely revealed her proud side. Tsk, tsk, tsk… Xia Jinyuan felt his heart pounding.
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