Due to Wang Yan's "retreat", the small storm did not continue to expand.

The black guy didn't even distinguish between "too lazy to pay attention" and "condescending and timid", and even felt very proud.

Just as I was about to mutter to my companion, the instructor was present.

"My name is Yan Chuan, and I am your flagbearer instructor! I will not ask you for the standard of a real flagbearer, but I hope that you can demand yourself with the spirit of a real flagbearer!"

Yan Chuan is tall, straight, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and very heroic.

However, my voice was a little hoarse and dull, and it seemed very harsh when I spoke with amplified volume.

Putting aside this, Instructor Yan Chuan’s speech itself is still very content.

Wang Yan wanted to applaud immediately.

It's about the heart.

Wang Yan doesn't care about cool things or pretending to be cool. The thing that the rich man lacks the most is the opportunity and ability to show off.

The real significance of this training is to provide Wang Yan with an extremely rare experience.

Think about it, how proud and proud it is to hold the national flag high and walk at the front of the square like the flag-raising bench of the national flag squad, like the flag-raising bench of the national flag squad, with your head held high and your chest held high?

In this life, Wang Yan will probably have many cars, yachts, airplanes, and many dead toys. Any experience related to money will not make a tycoon who is hungry.

And there is probably only one chance to be a standard bearer in a formal occasion.

How precious is it in terms of rareness?

During the whole process, everything Wang Yan experienced will be the most important wealth in the spiritual world.

So of course, you must demand yourself with the spirit of a real standard bearer!

While Wang Yan made up his mind, Yan Chuan continued to speak.

"You are different from the flag-raising benches. You are the flag-holder of the square formation and the vanguard!"

"The national flag you are about to hold high is 192 cm long, 128 cm high, and the pole is 278 cm long. It is made of stainless steel pipes. It is a huge test for your physical fitness, arm strength, mentality and perseverance!"

"If you want to withdraw and find it difficult to be competent, please report now!"

No one moved.

They are all young and young with 18 or 9. No matter whether they can do it or not, they have to try it out before they know it.

Exit with just a word of scare? It doesn't exist.

"Okay! Our time is limited, and you still have 11 days to prove that you can do it and prove that you are not a coward! Now, come with me together!"

Wang Yan thought he was going, but Yan Chuan directly pulled them to the center of the playground, just under the noses of all the girls' quadrons, and there was a big sun above his head.

Among the 8 boys, 7 of them started to feel awkward until the end.

How fresh is it? Hundreds of girls are staring at a few people. Who doesn’t get tired of it?

Uh, Mr. Wang is hairless.

It's not right. Actually, I feel a little embarrassed, but my demeanor is online and I just look very calm.

"The flag bearer is the soul of a square formation. Your comrades will look at you. All the viewers see you at first!"

"So, from now on, you will stand here to practice! Practice with the eyes of all the female classmates!"

"I'm not afraid of being embarrassed, just complain to me and throw a tantrum!"

I'll go!

Instructor, you are so cruel...

If you can't stand it, you will be seen by all girls. Which boy can stand it?!

As a result, the other person's routine has not been finished yet.

"The soul of the flag bearer is holding the flag and marching! Today, the flagpole has not arrived, so let's practice marching first. Your marching must be more standard than everyone and must have momentum!"

"Now, let's put the standards aside for the time being and train me to get the momentum out!"

"Come on, listen to my order!"

"Faced with the girls' array, line up and prepare!"

"Step in one step...go!"

Wang Yan had no intention of criticizing the instructor's routine, and ignored anything else, and forced himself to panic and walked forward.

As soon as I took two steps, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out from the square formation of girls opposite me, mixed with slightly harsh cheers and screams.

Mad, isn't it the opposite?

Isn’t it always us boys who do this?!

The female gangster is so scary...

Wang Yan's heart was getting more and more angrily, but his emotions were still well controlled, and he showed no slightest expression on his face.

Because the young master is very clear, let’s not mention the good-looking or not, I must have made no mistakes.

When he reached almost halfway, Wang Yan's eyes flashed out of the corner of his eyes and someone was behind him.

The girls were laughing louder and louder, and as the distance approached, they could see the faces of the girls in the front row clearly.

Sister, don’t laugh!

I don’t need you to keep the lights!

At the same time, instructor Yan Chuan suddenly shouted a new command.

"Step in line...go!"

Wang Yan didn't bother to complain anymore and immediately kicked his soft and steady steps.

Kick the calf!

Swing your little arm!

It looks good or not, it's so powerful!

As I was working hard, a black shadow flashed across the corner of my eyes.

It turned out to be the black guy who had just started a conflict. He was very tall and had not controlled his pace well. He had already rushed to half a meter in front of Wang Yan.

Wang Yan glanced at the corner of his eyes and didn't hold back on the spot and laughed.

No wonder the girls are laughing!

The guy strided hard, his arms were swung with great might, his teeth gritted, his expression was fierce like a dog holding a explosive bag, his mind was full of belief in charge, and the result...

Gorgeous and beautiful detour!

Shunguai is not the most funny thing. What really makes everyone laugh is that the guy may be because he is too nervous and he doesn’t realize it at all!

Just walking vigorously, kicking the clever stance to the point where the relatives don't recognize each other.

After Wang Yan laughed, his demeanor suddenly broke his strength and his pace began to be a little crooked.

But it doesn't matter at all. Now everyone's eyes are focused on the front, and no one noticed his situation.

Moreover, after laughing, the pressure on my body was relaxed, and I didn’t feel afraid when facing the large number of girls.

It's only twenty times more than the girls in the class!

Isn't it all the same thing in essence?

Although it's not the same thing, it's right to think so...

As the distance between the girls' square formation became closer, Instructor Yan Chuan never stopped shouting, and all the reserve flag bearers began to become nervous.

Moreover, the black-faced buddy finally discovered from the girls' eyes that it turned out that the funny point was on him. He lowered his head and patted him, and finally understood what was going on.

In just a moment, the slightly black old face turned purple and staggered, and he fiddled with it anxiously, twisted it around twice before finally adjusting.

In the end, the girls were hilarious again, and many people bent over and burst into tears.

Finally, the distance was close to only the last 5 meters, and the faces of both sides were clearly visible, and smiles and cowardice were revealed in front of each other.

However, Instructor Yan still had no intention of stopping.

If the military order is like a mountain, the instructor will not stop, so he can only walk on the ground with his teeth.

At this moment, Blackface was already level with the large army due to its previous staggering and adjustment.

And that big fool made him lose his previous aura and he couldn't help but hesitate.

No, it's not just him, almost everyone is hesitating.

Except for Wang Yan.

All the boys were shrinking, slowing down a little in the first step, and slowing down a little in the second step...

Wang Yan, who was still moving at a normal pace, was naturally highlighted.

Four meters, three meters, two meters...

The girl who faced Wang Yan subconsciously held her breath and pursed her lips tightly.
Chapter completed!