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Chapter 301 - Commanding Officer's Praise

Chapter 301: Commanding Officer’s Praise

The arrangement inside the military school was for each grade to have a Commanding Officer and a Chief Instructor in charge.

A Chief Instructor is in charge of different aspects, whether to keep track of student’s information or to give them instructions.

A Commanding Officer, however, is in charge of the students’ daily training and progress of cla.s.ses.

The two did not interfere with one another and their power was limited in that sense.

When Gu Qingjiu arrived at the commanding officer’s office, she saw computer science specialization’s shooting instructor, Instructor Xiong present as well.

The surname of Year 1’s commanding officer was Nian.

Nian Chusheng.

Just from his name alone, he seemed like someone with a handful of experience under his belt.

His office was large and wide. There were evident Chinese markings on the four walls.

And that made the room look extremely sacred and forbidden.

Beside the flag stood a man with a broad back. Donned in uniform, the man looked steady and reliable.

A rectangular face, the model carving of a soldier.

In front of him stood her shooting practice instructor, Instructor Xiong.

“Reporting. Year 1 computer science specialization, Gu Qingjiu, is here to report!”

Gu Qingjiu appeared at the entrance, immediately catching the two men’s attention.

“Gu Qingjiu? Come in!”

When the broad back man saw Gu Qingjiu enter, his eyes shone.

Xiong Xuejian chuckled and waved her over as well. “Come over quickly!”

Gu Qingjiu had been practicing at his territory so he naturally knew about Gu Qingjiu’s situation.

Gu Qingjiu walked over. Facing Nian Chusheng and Xiong Xuejian, she saluted both of them.

Nian Chusheng was such an eye-catching commanding officer. When she received the information about the leaders, he was the first person Gu Qingjiu remembered.

The impact after meeting the real person was ma.s.sive.

He was similar to Huo Yingcheng. The only stark difference was Huo Yingcheng had a strong sense of justice which probably came along with his young age.

While Nian Chusheng was more like a stable and strong mountain.

His broad back was not an exaggeration.

His pat was more like a whack from a cattail leaf fan—it felt like it stripped off half of Gu Qingjiu’s life.

“The younger generation is to be feared.”

But the expression which Nian Chusheng looked at Gu Qingjiu was still considered gentle, reducing the pressure his burly body build brought.

He was, after all, a senior of fifty years.

There was a sort of stability and harmony in him.

Looking at Gu Qingjiu, he couldn’t help but praise.

“Before you transferred to our school, I’ve read up about your information. Your first shooting practice, you hit the bullseye of the twenty-meter target. Within a few days, that became the fifty-meter target. Although you’ve only practiced for a month, when you came to our school, you hit the bullseye within four days. How shocking.”

Not just shocking. In the entire school, one simply wouldn’t be able to find another student who was as talented as her.

And that included students from the other two military schools as well.

When Xiong Xuejian knew about this result, he immediately reported to Nian Chusheng. News of it had not been spread yet.

Else, people from the National Defense University would shamelessly come to s.n.a.t.c.h her away.

This was within Gu Qingjiu’s expectations. As she thought, it was about her shooting results.

She smiled lightly without being too humble. “Commanding Officer, I dare not comment about talent but for shooting, it does come to me more easily.”

Seeing her speak about it directly, Nian Chusheng nodded in approval. “Great, that’s the confidence I want to see!”

Furthermore, her results were not solely based on her confidence.

The reason why Nian Chusheng had such high hopes of Gu Qingjiu was that he already knew that she had never touched the hundred-meter target back at the training camp. Her first contact with it was in this school.