Chapter 1576: How Can You Have No Future if You Follow the Marshal?

“It’s just that this major is not suitable.”

Song Lingfeng: "If you feel bad, I will change the candidate immediately."

Young Master Yan's eyes were still on the information, and he raised his hand casually: "No need, this is pretty good."

Just a little silly.

Suicide because of broken love?

Young Master Yan rubbed his chin and thought seriously: Should she make herself even more haggard and go out?

After all, I look the same as Yi Ya, but there is something different.

Thoughts influence temperament.

Yiya is cynical, and the way he looks at others always reveals alienation and indifference, and there is even a hint of sarcasm and grudge like a hedgehog.

Even though her appearance is acceptable, her temperament makes people subconsciously want to stay away and stay away.

"Marshal, it's almost time."

Yan Tao put down the information with a smile, turned around and walked into the room.

Look in the mirror and put on makeup.

It took about five minutes before she walked out of the room again.

The mask was pulled up to his chin.

The color of his eyes was still pitch black, but those peach blossom eyes were elongated by another three points, making them appear longer, narrower and deeper.

Song Lingfeng quickly stood up and compared Yan Tao with Yiya in the photo.

After comparing again and again, I came to the conclusion: "They are exactly the same."

"That's good."

Yan Tao casually pulled on the mask, covering most of his face, and walked out of the room with long legs: "Let's go."

Song Lingfeng followed her, and the two hurriedly walked out of the hotel.

As soon as he went out, he saw Song Qihai being dragged over by Song Lingfeng's subordinates.

Master Song's face was filled with reluctance. When he saw his thief uncle, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Uncle! Why did you arrest me again?!"

He was enjoying his meal there, but before he had even taken a few bites, he was directly attacked by someone!

Song Lingfeng stretched out his hand to grab Song Qihai's shoulders and clasped him directly in front of Yan Tao. His chubby face turned into a flower with a smile: "It just so happens that my nephew is about the same age as you. This time, it's just the right time to call him for the fleet selection." I'll go there with you."

Song Lingfeng naturally has her own little plans.

The seventh-grade official in front of the prime minister's door.

If Song Qihai could join the fleet with Yan Tao, would he still have to worry about his future? !

"What??! Fleet trials?"

Song Qihai struggled, frantically trying to break free from the control of Song Qihai's right hand: "I don't want to go."

He plays a good role as a young master, enjoys popular food and drinks, plays whatever he wants, and goes wherever he wants.

Once you enter the fleet, you will have to be controlled by others.

There's something wrong with your brain!

He doesn't have such lofty ideals as defending his family and country and making achievements.

Just let him sit and eat and wait to die.

Song Lingfeng smiled without a smile and used her right hand to lift Song Qihai, a young man, into the air: "Go... or not?"

Song Lingfeng is a veteran who has truly been on the battlefield and experienced hundreds of battles.

Even though he usually smiles like Maitreya Buddha.

Once that intimidating cold aura is released, ordinary people simply cannot bear it.

Not to mention Song Qihai, a pampered young master.

He was instantly frightened, and reluctantly gave his uncle a flattering smile: "Go, if uncle says go, I will go!"

However, it is not up to him to decide whether he can be chosen at that time...

Song Lingfeng said coolly: "If you are sent back and disgrace me, I will send you directly to the border of the empire to serve as a border guard."

Song Qihai's hands shook.

At this moment, he couldn't even laugh anymore, he could only hum twice as a reply to Song Lingfeng's words.