The Same Origin as He Chenguang?
"Aiyo, home is still the best!"
Zhan Ji stretched and opened his eyes.
This was a small bedroom, and the decorations were very simple. Other than a few pots of flowers on the windowsill, there was only a desk and a chair.
It was similar to the bedrooms of all boys of this age. It was messy, but it was still clean.
What was different was that the walls were filled with posters and models of all kinds of weapons, especially guns. They included almost all the best guns in the world.
This was Zhan Ji's bedroom.
After returning to the army with Xia Lan, due to his outstanding performance, the army applied for a second-class individual merit for him. The special forces team he was in also received a first-class collective merit.
Individual second-class merit, collective first-class merit, in peaceful times, was a very remarkable achievement.
Therefore, Zhan Ji's military rank had also moved up. He was no longer a private, but a corporal.
Seeing that he had just been discharged from the hospital, the leader of the army gave him another week off and asked him to go home to take a look. Only then did Zhan Ji remember that his family had been very worried when he was injured.
Zhan Ji's home was in Qianyang, the capital of Qian Prefecture. It was a small city with a pleasant climate. It was already a hot summer day, but the temperature in Qianyang was still stubbornly maintained at around 20 degrees Celsius.
"Jiji, are you still sleeping? Xiaoxiao is here to see you!"
A kind voice came from the bedroom door.
"Grandma, you're already up. Is Xiaoxiao here? Tell her I'll be done soon!"
Zhan Ji quickly put on his clothes. When he pushed open the bedroom door and walked out, a girl with a ponytail said with her hands behind her back,""Big lazy worm, you actually slept until now. If they were in the army, they would be beaten up by the class monitor!”
Zhan Ji walked over and rubbed her little head. He smiled and said,""The class monitor can't beat me. If he wants to beat me, I'll beat him up!”
"Bragging!"
The girl rolled her eyes.
This girl looked exactly like Lin Xiaoxiao in " Special 2," and her name was also Lin Xiaoxiao.
When Zhan Ji got off the train yesterday, Lin Xiaoxiao went to the station with her grandparents to pick him up. Zhan Ji was stunned on the spot.
The reason was that his background was almost the same as He Chenguang in Special 2.
He Chenguang had no parents and was raised by his grandparents. Zhan Ji was the same.
He Chenguang was from the third generation of the military. His grandfather was a retired officer, and his father was a martyr. Zhan Ji was the same.
He Chenguang's childhood sweetheart was Lin Xiaoxiao, and Zhan Ji also had a childhood sweetheart named Lin Xiaoxiao.
This made Zhan Ji instantly confused.
However, since he was already here, he had to take things as they came. Regardless of whether there was a person named He Chenguang in this world, Zhan Ji had already made up his mind that he would never let anyone take Xiaoxiao away from him. No one could do that.
Zhan Ji stood in the courtyard with a cup of water for brushing his teeth. After taking a big gulp of water, he sprayed it all on the flowers and plants planted by his grandfather in the courtyard.
Grandpa was practicing Taiji Fist in the courtyard. Seeing this, he was very dissatisfied and muttered,"How old are you? Why are you still so childish? Poor my golden chrysanthemum!”
Xiaoxiao added fuel to the fire, her little head like a chick pecking at rice.""That's right, that's right. You're already so old. Why are you still so childish?”
Zhan Ji rolled his eyes at them." What do you know? This is called unrestrained."”
"Tsk…"
Grandpa and Xiaoxiao looked at him in disdain.
After Zhan Ji finished washing up, Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to hold his hand.
"Let's go, handsome brother. Today, I'm going to buy all of Qianyang, hehe.”
She had promised this girl to go shopping with her yesterday, so she couldn't wait to go to Zhan Ji's house at eight in the morning.
…………
The streets of Qianyang were bustling with traffic.
Zhan Ji looked at the street while hugging Xiaoxiao's slender waist. He even put his head on Xiaoxiao's back, looking very pleased, ignoring the surprised looks of others.
The Qianyang in this world was exactly the same as the Qianyang before Zhan Ji transmigrated. Big cross, small cross, fountain, Baoshan Normal University…
"Hmph, other people are all boys and girls. How can they be like you? You're bullying me!”
Xiaoxiao glared at the bicycle in displeasure.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Ji hugged her even tighter.
"Aren't I an injured patient? Aiyo, it hurts…"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but scratch his itch.
" Sigh…I hate you…Be careful, there's someone in front…"
Xiaoxiao quickly stepped on the brakes.
At this moment, a shout entered their ears.
"Everyone, come and take a look. We're shooting balloons here. You don't need to be a sharpshooter or hit the target every time. As long as you hit nine out of ten shots, you'll get a mysterious prize!”
F * ck, isn't this Wang Yanbing? It seems that I really replaced He Chenguang?
When Zhan Ji saw the peddlers on the street, he was stunned.
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