The bright red national flag on the flag-raising stand was fluttering in the wind. The flag-raiser stood upright by the flagpole, while the two flag-guards held steel guns and stood guard to guard the national flag.
Ye Zhifan, who ordered his wife and daughter to sit on his left and right sides, looked around for a while. He looked at the energetic young figure and then at the daughter next to him. He, who had never felt that his family was worse than others, sighed lightly, then he spoke to Ye Ying: “One minute on stage, ten years off stage. Ye Ying, you have to learn from them.”
“Dad, I won’t embarrass you when I enter the army.” Ye Ying tightened her chin, trying to hide her anxiety with a blank face, but she was too obvious, making her seem stiff and restrained.
Ye Zhifan noticed it, and his sigh became heavier.
She didn’t reflect on her own shortcomings at all. She realized her shortcomings but didn’t do anything about it, and she was still… daydreaming.
“Ying Ying, we have to make a difference whether we enter the army or not. What I mean is that you can learn from their spirit.”
No matter how bad Ying Ying was, she was still his daughter, and he must educate her instead of giving up on her.
Ye Zhifan patiently preached: “You used to say that Ye Jian is inferior to yourself in everything. But look at her now, look at the figure below, and look at the aura coming out from these soldiers. Ye Jian is like them.”
“Ying Ying, haven’t you noticed the difference between you and Ye Jian? Didn’t you realize that you are inferior to Ye Jian?”
Ye Ying’s face turned pale suddenly; she clenched her hands subconsciously.
“I can tell you very clearly now that you are indeed inferior to Ye Jian. You used to be excellent, but that belongs to the past. As human beings, we should look forward, but you are still stuck in the past, thinking that you are better than Ye Jian. Ye Jian has long surpassed you.”
On-site preaching was more impactful than solid preaching. Facing rows of cadets who were straight like a green pine, Ye Ying only felt her breathing become heavier, and her whole body seemed to be entangled in a cobweb. The more she struggled, the weaker she felt.
Sun Dongqing was angry. But she had to watch her attitude, so she gritted her teeth and protected her daughter: “Ye Zhifan, is there anyone like you as a dad? Look, you are scaring Ying Ying!”
“Stop comparing Ye Jian with Ying Ying. Don’t say that she is nothing! And say Ying Ying is not matched to Ye Jian!”
Whenever he was preaching their daughter, Sun Dongqing would always be the first to refute. The angry Ye Zhifan pressed his throat and shouted, “If you have the ability, you go look for Ye Jian later, then I dare you to ask her to compete with Ying Ying.”
“…” Sun Dongqing was dumb, how would she dare to! She dare not say all this in person!
Ye Zhifan snorted coldly, “Do you see this, Ye Ying, this is your mother’s skill! She only knows how to rely on her mouth! If you keep learning from her, heh, ten of you, Ye Ying still won’t be as good as Ye Jian.”
His words were unpleasant, making the last drop of blood from Ye Ying’s face disappear.
After a while, she whispered: “Dad, Mom, stop arguing. Today we came to look for Ye Jian, not a quarrel.” Ten of her couldn’t be compared to one Ye Jian,… Was she that bad?
Unbelief, dissatisfaction, even more unwilling!
How could she, Ye Ying, be worse than Ye Jian? How could she be worse than her!
Staring steadily forward, when she inadvertently glanced at the flag-raising platform, Ye Ying suddenly stood up, she saw…a familiar figure, a figure that she wanted to scold in her dreams, a figure that tortured her every night, she wanted to eat her flesh and chew her bones.
