Why would all of them go to her class when she was a sour plum that had yet to grow and develop fully?
Could it be real?
"Did the political commissar talked to these people and lectured them?" She could understand that there were slightly more students in her class yesterday, but the number of people in her class today was almost the same as that on the first day. It was unbelievable.
If the political commissar did not lecture the soldiers, it must be that Qiu Chenxi was disfigured. Perhaps she had turned from a fresh apple to a dry and wrinkled apple?
"Lecture? Had a talk? What do you mean?" Shi Qing blinked, confused.
"Don't you know the reason why Qiu Chenxi kept bothering your dad? You are clueless?" She heard that it was due to various reasons. One of them was about how the political commissar had decided that Qiu Chenxi could no longer stay in the army.
