A Soldier
Editor: Henyee Translations
Ye Jian laughed. "I don't mind. Just don't mind me if I talk too much."
"What are you talking about? You don't know that many students want to talk to you and learn from you." Song Zhiqiu smiled too. He wasn't flattering her. One could indeed learn a lot by chatting with Ye Jian.
That was because she was standing at a height that they had yet to reach. She could guide them and let them learn from her experience so that they could reach a higher height faster.
In the next two hours, Song Zhiqiu chatted with Ye Jian. He talked about her studies, military discussions, and her personal opinions on the future development of the military.
Many years later, when Song Zhiqiu saw Ye Jian appearing on the news broadcast, he could still remember what he and Ye Jian talked about that rainy night.