Chapter 3738
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According to the rules, they can't directly take a picture of the front of the Chinese cadets. Therefore, Ye Jian doesn't have a front photo of a stack of photos in her hand, even a very clear side photo, all of which are blurred.
"These pictures are very memorable, especially this one..." The war correspondent from the man African Military pointed to the picture that Ye Jian was looking at and smiled: "this picture is surprisingly similar to a history. I have known the history of your two countries. When I pressed the shutter, I think you would like this picture."
She is a female journalist, about 30 years old. She speaks very steadily. She can feel that she is a very qualified female journalist in the war just by listening to her.
Jane put all the photos away neatly and smiled politely. "I really like it. Thank you, Joey."
"Oh, my God, you know my name." Joey's eyes widened in surprise, showing an inconceivable expression. She was black, and her whole facial expression was exaggerated when her eyes widened. Then, she smiled happily again, "it's exciting. I didn't expect you to remember my name."
She was very happy. She used to touch the camera hanging on her chest when talking. Because ye jane knew her name, she even spoke in a very intimate tone. "Oh, I almost forgot. I think you need this."
Take out a small brown black bottle from your pocket, and point to Ye Jian's injured fingernails: "you should take good care of it here. You can't just leave it like this."
The kindness from the war reporters made Ye Jian's mouth bend slightly. Her fingernails were the injuries she suffered yesterday when she got under the wheel and grabbed the national flag. After being treated by the military doctors, she was not relieved. This injury was nothing to her.
Ye Jian, who took the iodine, thanked him with a smile and said, "it's much better. I think I can grow new nails in a week at most."
The nail cover opened. Considering today's competition, the military doctor did not pull it down, but bandaged it with gauze. To this day, Ye Jian felt that gauze affected the dexterity of her fingers, so she took the gauze and let the field reporters see it.
Joey is very serious: "although it's a little injury that doesn't need to be mentioned to you, now that the game is over, you don't need to worry about the flexibility of your fingers, which will affect the game. I think you can bandage again, which will avoid infection and make the wound recover faster."
Although the finger didn't bleed any more, the whole fingertip was black and blue, and it looked terrible.
I'm glad that Joey, who remembers her name, was very enthusiastic about taking Ye Jian to seek a military doctor. Ye Jian didn't refuse. The competition was over. She was in a state of mental tension for seven consecutive days. Now she also wanted to take the opportunity to go and breathe.
The military doctor has his own independent tent. Joey has a good relationship with several military doctors. People have already said hello before entering.
When Ye Jian came near the tent, she saw that Japanese island Sinologist Shinzo Fujino was also there, accompanied by Matsumoto and Michiko Matsumoto. When they saw Ye Jian come in, their expression was a little more harsh.
Ye Jian, the last Chinese student they want to see!
Matsumoto, Michiko's foot slightly on one side, well blocked the true Fujino tree, and was very polite to Ye Jian to take the lead in slightly owe her body.
She said hello politely, and Ye Jian also smiled.
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According to the rules, they can't directly take a picture of the front of the Chinese cadets. Therefore, Ye Jian doesn't have a front photo of a stack of photos in her hand, even a very clear side photo, all of which are blurred.
"These pictures are very memorable, especially this one..." The war correspondent from the man African Military pointed to the picture that Ye Jian was looking at and smiled: "this picture is surprisingly similar to a history. I have known the history of your two countries. When I pressed the shutter, I think you would like this picture."
She is a female journalist, about 30 years old. She speaks very steadily. She can feel that she is a very qualified female journalist in the war just by listening to her.
Jane put all the photos away neatly and smiled politely. "I really like it. Thank you, Joey."
"Oh, my God, you know my name." Joey's eyes widened in surprise, showing an inconceivable expression. She was black, and her whole facial expression was exaggerated when her eyes widened. Then, she smiled happily again, "it's exciting. I didn't expect you to remember my name."
She was very happy. She used to touch the camera hanging on her chest when talking. Because ye jane knew her name, she even spoke in a very intimate tone. "Oh, I almost forgot. I think you need this."
Take out a small brown black bottle from your pocket, and point to Ye Jian's injured fingernails: "you should take good care of it here. You can't just leave it like this."
The kindness from the war reporters made Ye Jian's mouth bend slightly. Her fingernails were the injuries she suffered yesterday when she got under the wheel and grabbed the national flag. After being treated by the military doctors, she was not relieved. This injury was nothing to her.
Ye Jian, who took the iodine, thanked him with a smile and said, "it's much better. I think I can grow new nails in a week at most."
The nail cover opened. Considering today's competition, the military doctor did not pull it down, but bandaged it with gauze. To this day, Ye Jian felt that gauze affected the dexterity of her fingers, so she took the gauze and let the field reporters see it.
Joey is very serious: "although it's a little injury that doesn't need to be mentioned to you, now that the game is over, you don't need to worry about the flexibility of your fingers, which will affect the game. I think you can bandage again, which will avoid infection and make the wound recover faster."
Although the finger didn't bleed any more, the whole fingertip was black and blue, and it looked terrible.
I'm glad that Joey, who remembers her name, was very enthusiastic about taking Ye Jian to seek a military doctor. Ye Jian didn't refuse. The competition was over. She was in a state of mental tension for seven consecutive days. Now she also wanted to take the opportunity to go and breathe.
The military doctor has his own independent tent. Joey has a good relationship with several military doctors. People have already said hello before entering.
When Ye Jian came near the tent, she saw that Japanese island Sinologist Shinzo Fujino was also there, accompanied by Matsumoto and Michiko Matsumoto. When they saw Ye Jian come in, their expression was a little more harsh.
Ye Jian, the last Chinese student they want to see!
Matsumoto, Michiko's foot slightly on one side, well blocked the true Fujino tree, and was very polite to Ye Jian to take the lead in slightly owe her body.
She said hello politely, and Ye Jian also smiled.
According to the rules, they can't directly take a picture of the front of the Chinese cadets. Therefore, Ye Jian doesn't have a front photo of a stack of photos in her hand, even a very clear side photo, all of which are blurred. "These pictures are very memorable, especially this one..." The war correspondent from the man African Military pointed to the picture that Ye Jian was looking at and smiled: "this picture is surprisingly similar to a history. I have known the history of your two countries. When I pressed the shutter, I think you would like this picture." She is a female journalist, about 30 years old. She speaks very steadily. She can feel that she is a very qualified female journalist in the war just by listening to her. Jane put all the photos away neatly and smiled politely. "I really like it. Thank you, Joey." "Oh, my God, you know my name." Joey's eyes widened in surprise, showing an inconceivable expression. She was black, and her whole facial expression was exaggerated when her eyes widened. Then, she smiled happily again, "it's exciting. I didn't expect you to remember my name." She was very happy. She used to touch the camera hanging on her chest when talking. Because ye jane knew her name, she even spoke in a very intimate tone. "Oh, I almost forgot. I think you need this." Take out a small brown black bottle from your pocket, and point to Ye Jian's injured fingernails: "you should take good care of it here. You can't just leave it like this." The kindness from the war reporters made Ye Jian's mouth bend slightly. Her fingernails were the injuries she suffered yesterday when she got under the wheel and grabbed the national flag. After being treated by the military doctors, she was not relieved. This injury was nothing to her. Ye Jian, who took the iodine, thanked him with a smile and said, "it's much better. I think I can grow new nails in a week at most." The nail cover opened. Considering today's competition, the military doctor did not pull it down, but bandaged it with gauze. To this day, Ye Jian felt that gauze affected the dexterity of her fingers, so she took the gauze and let the field reporters see it. Joey is very serious: "although it's a little injury that doesn't need to be mentioned to you, now that the game is over, you don't need to worry about the flexibility of your fingers, which will affect the game. I think you can bandage again, which will avoid infection and make the wound recover faster." Although the finger didn't bleed any more, the whole fingertip was black and blue, and it looked terrible. I'm glad that Joey, who remembers her name, was very enthusiastic about taking Ye Jian to seek a military doctor. Ye Jian didn't refuse. The competition was over. She was in a state of mental tension for seven consecutive days. Now she also wanted to take the opportunity to go and breathe. The military doctor has his own independent tent. Joey has a good relationship with several military doctors. People have already said hello before entering. When Ye Jian came near the tent, she saw that Japanese island Sinologist Shinzo Fujino was also there, accompanied by Matsumoto and Michiko Matsumoto. When they saw Ye Jian come in, their expression was a little more harsh. Ye Jian, the last Chinese student they want to see! Matsumoto, Michiko's foot slightly on one side, well blocked the true Fujino tree, and was very polite to Ye Jian to take the lead in slightly owe her body. She said hello politely, and Ye Jian also smiled.
