Qin Shaonan stood there, his gaze as cold as water.
Wang Dacheng quickly organized the formation, "Count off."
"One——"
"Two——"
"Three——"
...
After the count off, Wang Dacheng turned around and looked at Qin Shaonan, "Report to Instructor Qin, there are supposed to be 52 people in Clinical Class One, but only 51 are present. Qiao Qiao is not here, and she has not asked for leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xiaoman hadn't even had the chance to step forward before hearing Instructor Qin's cold indifferent voice.
"She has already asked me for leave."
Wang Dacheng was a bit confused. He didn't even have Instructor Qin's contact information, so how did Qiao Qiao ask him for leave?
Qin Shaonan's gaze fell on Wang Dacheng, "Rejoin the group. Today and tomorrow are the last days of formation practice. Competitions are on Wednesday and Thursday, field training on Friday, and target practice at the range starts next week."
As soon as he said that, cheers erupted.
