Chapter 1090 I Am Yan Tao, but I Am Not Yan Tao 4

Ahhhh!

The male god is talking to me!

The male god’s voice is so nice!

How can a man be so good!

With three consecutive hits in her mind, my sister jumped three feet into the air. She quickly took off her schoolbag and took out a stack of photos, "Just sign here!"

Yan Tao was silent for a moment, with a bit of astonishment in his eyes, "You are carrying photos while climbing a mountain?"

"Yes, I am a senior in high school this year and will take the college entrance examination soon. I specially chose the photo of Yan Shen to watch the sunrise at Taizi Mountain. I hope Yan Shen can bless me to be admitted to Huaqing! I want to go to the same university as you!"

"Then I wish you success."

The young man smiled softly, his beautiful brows were soft and gentle, and his words were like a clear spring in the mountains, gurgling by.

Yan Tao lightly passed his palm over the top of his sister's hair, patted it encouragingly, and then lowered his head to sign for her.

The handwriting on the paper is bold and cold, and the writing force is vigorous.

Just like me, she exudes a flamboyant air.

My sister carefully took the photo and leaned slightly closer, "Yanshen, don't worry. We all support you. As long as you like it, everyone will like it! You don't have to take what those black people say to heart, they are just jealous. You! You have found a good partner like Mr. Qin!"

As she spoke, the girl shook her fist vigorously to express her support for the male god.

Yan Tao smiled and said, "Thank you."

My sister held the stack of signed photos contentedly and flew away like a little butterfly with a joyful pace.

The elder sister stayed where she was, and her slightly complicated eyes fell on the young man in white. She paused, bowed to him gently, and said seriously, "Yantao, thank you."

"Our whole family is grateful to you."

Saved her sister.

This kind of gratitude will always be remembered in her heart.

At around four o'clock, a bright light gradually appeared in the distant sky.

Slowly, it gets brighter and brighter.

Young Master Yan was placing his hands on the guardrail, looking up at the rising sun in the distance.

Suddenly, a sound of discussion faintly reached her ears.

"...Is this the fake major general that was posted online some time ago?"

"It's not a lie. Didn't he make a documentary to clarify it? Don't talk nonsense. No matter what, the country recognizes his military rank."

The person who answered sneered coldly, "Do you believe this kind of thing? A major general in his twenties can only be found in war years. In such a peaceful age, is it possible for him to achieve so many military exploits? What else can he say? He joined the army camp at the age of eight, don’t kid me. My nephew is an officer, and he is very capable. He told me that ordinary people would get more than forty if they want to be the leader of a regiment. My nephew is so capable, I have watched him since I was a child. The one who grew up is just an ordinary young officer now. I heard that the elders of his family are now in charge of the country's military. Can you not give the child some military merit? "

"What you say makes sense."

"Let me tell you, it's just taking advantage of the country's resources for personal gain, and smearing the soldiers. Homosexuality, really... can't be said."

"That kid is not a good thing. I heard he is superstitious. What kind of Taoist priest is he?"

"It's not unusual for the same people to come together."

"..."

A group of middle-aged people, both men and women, started talking louder and louder.

Even the people next to you can hear it.