Being a Lady of an Influential Family

"Report to the instructor!" An upright young man shouted.

There was silence on the training ground, and everyone looked at the first team in unison.

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows slightly, walked to the first group, glanced at the young man's epaulets and said, "Captain, please tell me."

The young man said loudly, "I remember that this Feng Cheng's score last night was the seventh from the bottom, one hour and twenty minutes behind the minimum standard time. Excuse me...why did he appear here? Why was he assigned to our group? team!"

The other members of the team also nodded in agreement, they are all elites.

Although I don't know what the training is about, but since the team is a team, it must have the meaning of a team. Being sorted into a guy with a failing grade will likely drag their grades down.

The most important thing is that they worked hard to get the qualification to stay, this guy has no right to stand with them at all.

Leng Sa tilted her head slightly, smiled and said, "Well, there were only one hundred and seventy-nine people who qualified last night. I don't think it's easy to form a team, so I selected one from the eliminated people."

It's true, she didn't operate in secret to oppress qualified elite places.

Of course, even if there were exactly one hundred and eighty people, she would have to get one hundred and eighty-one.

"..." Then it should be postponed to the last one of the passing line, instead of finding the bottom one to replace it? This reason obviously does not convince the general public.

Leng Sa said lazily, "The others already have other arrangements, so they can only be replaced from the back. What's the matter? You elites can only team up with elites? Then on the battlefield, you can't fight without elite comrades-in-arms. Is there a war?"

"Instructor, this is unfair to us!" Someone pointed out angrily.

Leng Sa didn't take it seriously, "Oh, five of the top ten scores last night were in your team. If you still think it's unfair, what should others do?"

Everyone in the first team had nothing to say, Leng Sa clapped his hands and said: "Okay, this is the situation for the sub-team. If you are not satisfied, just hold back. But don't worry everyone, the team will change from time to time, and you don't have to worry about it. I will always be on the same team. If you want to change your teammates, work hard. Your performance in the future will determine what kind of teammates you will have. Understand?"

"Understood!" Everyone responded in unison, and the roar on the training ground was loud.

Leng Sa rubbed her ears in disgust, "Just understand, let the instructor announce your daily training subjects for the next month."

An assistant instructor stepped forward and announced everyone's daily training subjects for the past month, and many people couldn't help crying secretly in their hearts.

This amount of training is more than three times that of the original army. The training that could be easily achieved for elites like them now requires hard work.

Leng Sa didn't care about the sad eyes of the crowd and the wailing in his heart, and waved his hand happily to indicate that the training could start.

On the training ground, the elites were fighting desperately.

On the edge of the training field, Leng Sa sat lazily in the car, drinking iced sour plum soup. Although Governor Fu said to ask her to help with the training, it is impossible for her to be responsible for everything alone. Just the assistant instructors have found six of them, all of whom are military masters with unique skills.

It's just that he is relatively older and can no longer participate in the competitions of these young people.

In the first month, they didn't really plan to teach them any skills, so all Leng Sa arranged was physical training and two hours of liberal arts tutoring every day.

Experts in war research and generals leading the army were specially invited from Yongcheng University to attend classes in turn. If he hadn't entered this training camp, he would never have enjoyed this kind of treatment. Therefore, although they are exhausted from training every day, most of the elites still understand that almost no one complains about being tired.

But it's one thing to train and keep yourself safe, and how the elites get along with each other has nothing to do with Leng Sa.

The training ended at noon that day, and Leng Sa leaned against the side of the car as usual to watch the students disperse. Fu Yucheng, who was walking at the end, obviously faltered.

The last training subject just now was close combat, and this is also the best time for many people to secretly fix people they don't like. Unfortunately, there are quite a lot of people who dislike Fu Yucheng.

"Eldest Young Madam, Fourth Young Master seems to be injured." Sitting in the driver's seat, Xu Shaoming also followed Leng Sa's gaze and said.

Leng Sa nodded and said that she could see it too, "The injury is not serious, there should be no problem."

Xu Shaoming was still somewhat worried, "Isn't something going to happen?" After all, it was the fourth young master of the Fu family, and it would be difficult for the young lady to explain if something went wrong.

Leng Sa said casually: "What can be the matter? He can't handle this matter, and he should stop messing around in the army." Xu Shaoming nodded, of course he understands what the young lady is saying, but...

"Fourth Young Master started too late, and it's a bit embarrassing for him to mix with these elites." These days, he also often saw that it was quite difficult for Fu Yucheng to complete the daily training quota, and even worked overtime in the first few days. And his inability to complete means that he is weak, the weaker he is, the more people around him look down on him, and the worse his situation in the training camp will be.

Such a repeated vicious circle, in short, Fu Sishao's life is quite difficult these days.

Leng Sa said: "It's your family's warlord's fault. I didn't care about it earlier, but now I want to pull the seedlings to encourage them. If you accidentally strike hard, you may pull out the roots together."

Xu Shaoming was speechless, looked at the back of Fu Yucheng leaving slowly and with great difficulty, and said, "Do you want the doctor to take a look?"

"No need, he will report himself if he can't hold on. Let's go." Leng Sa said indifferently.

Although she is not a doctor, she is quite experienced in trauma, and she can tell at a glance whether Fu Yucheng's injuries are serious or not.

Those young elites are not fools, they also know what Fu Yucheng's strength can sneak in here and be left behind. It's all right to teach them a lesson and vent their anger. If something goes wrong, they won't be able to bear it, so why bother?

After the car parked on the side of the training field drove away quickly, Fu Yucheng turned around and looked in the direction where the car left.

Right now, his whole body was in pain. Fu Yucheng didn't know how weak he really was after being repaired by several people in turn just now. Before entering the training camp, Fu Yucheng still felt that even if he was not as good as Fu Fengcheng, he was no worse than most people. But after entering here, he found that he was really bad at it.

Those who used to feel good about themselves in school and in Yongcheng were just because someone supported him.

Now once he falls into such an environment where no one is supporting him, the illusory coat on his body immediately disappears without a trace, revealing his true colors.

Compared with the physical pain, the psychological blow is actually more painful.

He knew that Leng Sa had been sitting in the car by the side of the training ground watching, and under her gaze, he was thrown to the ground and trampled by a group of people time and time again. Fu Yucheng hardly wanted to feel an inexplicable sense of shame. Facing Leng Sa again.

But he also knew that he couldn't decide here. Leng Sa may not want to see him, but he can't choose whether to see Leng Sa.

He won't be so weak forever! Fu Yucheng secretly gritted his teeth in his heart and said, he must become stronger, and he must not let that woman see his jokes!

When Leng Sa returned to the villa in the city, Fu Fengcheng was routinely soaking the potion once a day.

Compared with the first violent reaction, Fu Fengcheng's current performance can be called calm. Elder Hua couldn't help but sit on the sidelines and look at him in amazement, saying that this kid is a freak.

Hua Lao knew exactly how painful the potion he concocted was. Moreover, this level of pain does not mean that you will not be in pain once you get used to it. It will only make you more afraid of experiencing that pain again and again. So many people will give up halfway, or as long as the doctor feels that it is almost over, it will be over.

Fu Fengcheng was different. From the moment the wound healed slightly after the operation to now, he had been soaking for nearly half a month without any sign of shrinking back.

"Madam is back?" Seeing Leng Sa coming in, Fu Fengcheng put down the book in his hand and smiled at Leng Sa.

Leng Sa looked at him and asked, "How is it?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "Very good. I think my right leg is almost fully recovered. Hualao's medicine is very useful."

Leng Sa walked to the sofa and sat down, smiled at Hua Lao who was sitting on the side, "Hua Lao has worked so hard these days."

Elder Hua glanced at her and said, "You two are also strange. The wife runs outside every day without going home, but the husband can stay at home."

Of course he knew that Fu Fengcheng didn't go out often because of his inconvenient legs and feet, but it was unheard of for a daughter-in-law like Leng Sa to run outside all day and never come back, completely caring about family affairs.

The fact that the Fu family can tolerate such a daughter-in-law shows that Dujun Fu and this Young Master Fu are quite different from ordinary people.

Leng Sa smiled and said: "I'll make Mr. Hua laugh. I won't go out tomorrow, so leave these things to me." Because Leng Sa is not around, Lan Jing has to stay in the mansion to deal with Leng Sa's trivial matters with Yuan Ying, Of course, making potions for Fu Fengcheng can only be done by Mr. Hua himself.

Fu Fengcheng is happy and quiet. Apart from Xu Shaoming and others and the kitchen cleaners, there is not even a servant in this villa.

Hua Lao snorted and stood up and said, "Of course you are here, do you still expect me, an old man, to take care of this kid?" After speaking, he walked downstairs with his hands behind his back.

Looking at Hua Lao's back, Leng Sa couldn't help laughing, "This old gentleman really has a weird temper."

Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa, "Aren't you going to the training camp tomorrow?"

Leng Sa nodded and said, "I won't go tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It's already arranged for someone to watch over me, and it doesn't matter to me. It just happened that Fu Yingcheng said that there are some things at the automobile factory that I need to deal with."

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said: "There is no need for you to watch over there all the time, don't work too hard."

Leng Sa smiled, "I know, I'm not stupid. Besides, have you forgotten what the day after tomorrow is?"

Fu Fengcheng really forgot for a moment, slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "What date?"

Leng Sa sighed helplessly and said, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the training camp will also have a day off. The warlord asked us to go back for the holiday."

Fu Fengcheng was a little stunned, "Mid-Autumn Festival..."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is the reunion festival, but Fu Fengcheng has never celebrated this kind of festival. In the early years, I was either alone abroad or running around in the country. There were only one or two mid-autumn festivals in Yongcheng, and I was called back by Mrs. Fu and the old lady for the festival, but Fu Fengcheng also thought it was meaningless. Not very keen on this.

Seeing his indifferent expression, he said coldly, "What's wrong? You don't like it?"

Fu Fengcheng looked at her and shook his head, and said with a light smile, "No, this year is the first time we celebrate a holiday together, I'm very happy."

This year is a different starting point, and we should look forward to it.