After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Tang Li sat on the steps and saw that the middle-sized comrade-in-arms surnamed Cao left first, and then Song Boyan walked towards her with the 07-style belt.

Compared to just now, Tang Li is no longer "frightened".

Before Song Boyan approached, she stood up and was organizing the language. Song Boyan stopped and looked at her with a smile: "Now you see me and don't hide?"

"..." The temperature on Tang Li's face was getting higher and higher.

She subconsciously hid her hands behind her and met Song Boyan's eyes: "I'm here to thank you."

"I like the New Year's gift you gave me."

As for the kiss, she deliberately ignored it.

Afraid that the atmosphere would become stalemate, Tang Li turned the topic to the filming: "At the beginning of the month, I received a movie, the one I had not auditioned for before. The director came to the school to find me, and I agreed. I wanted to tell you, your bodyguard. I didn't text you when you said you were visiting abroad."

"Are you here to train with the crew today?"

As soon as Tang Li said that, Song Boyan guessed the reason why she appeared at the shooting range.

"Um."

The afternoon sun shone on the red brick wall and elongated the shadows of the two of them. Tang Li raised his head and looked at Song Boyan again: "Are you here to see your comrades?"

Song Baiyan nodded: "He will be discharged from the army in the second half of the year. He hasn't seen him for many years. Before he leaves, he should find a chance to get together again."

Thinking that the other party was still a third-level non-commissioned officer, Tang Li asked, "He is about the same age as you, why is he still..."

Logically speaking, no matter how bad it is, it should be the rank of lieutenant.

One is the Minister of Finance and the other is a non-commissioned officer. The gap between them is too large.

Song Boyan heard what she meant: "He doesn't want to be promoted, and others can't force it."

Tang Li didn't ask any further questions.

"What did you learn all morning?" Song Boyan asked suddenly.

"shooting."

After speaking, she added: "The gun is a little heavy."

In fact, not some, but very heavy.

Without professional training, let alone her, even several male actors threw their arms and shouted that they were going to be scrapped for half an hour.

Song Boyan smiled when he heard the words, holding the belt behind his back, and asked aloud, "Are you using a Type 88 or Type 85 sniper rifle?"

Tang Li said, "I heard the instructor say it's the 88-style."

"4.1 kilograms." Song Boyan's eyes fell on her: "With your small body, you really can't handle it."

When the words fell, he asked himself again: "I am losing weight recently?"

Tang Li wanted to explain the need for filming, and heard Song Boyan say, "Looks thin."

The ten fingers clasped behind his back slowly clenched.

Her heart warmed and she asked, "Didn't Ji Ming come?"

"In the guest house." Song Boyan said, returning to the topic of losing weight: "Health first, girls are a little bit fleshy, not ugly."

Tang Li pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and then said: "I have to eat, but I only eat less meat and fish."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang in his pocket.

It was Qi Liang who called.

Hanging up the phone, Tang Li said, "The director urged me to go back to the training ground."

"Go." Song Boyan nodded.

Tang Li didn't leave, and said after a while, "Are you going back to the capital today?"

After a pause, she said again: "You gave me a New Year's gift, and I should invite you to dinner, but it will take a long time for me to return to the capital. It's better to hit the sun if it's convenient for you tonight."

"Are you going to treat me to Dian cuisine?"

Tang Li wanted to say that other cuisines would be fine, but Song Boyan said, "I have to go somewhere in the afternoon, so I don't have to have dinner."

Then, the conversation changed: "If it's not too late, you can have a late night snack."