Chapter 3479: Gave Song Song a chance

Wounded soldier!
Song Song wailed, elder brother, how do you look like a wounded soldier because you are so alive and well.
The wounded soldiers are all weak and lying down to rest, how can you still... still be so strong.
So that night, Song Song was tossed more tired than usual by a certain "fake wounded soldier", and finally fell asleep extremely sleepy.
However, a certain "fake wounded soldier" is still working tirelessly, sometimes up and down, in various tricks.

Although Gong Qing was injured, he did not stay at the base to recover from his injuries, but was busier than before.
Song Song learned from the words between him and Adjutant Lu that it seemed that it was because the terrorists of the Silver Leopard had been active in the imperial capital more frequently recently.
Gong Qing's people are intensively deploying encirclement and suppression.
After all, the day of the military parade is not far away. If such a grand national event is mixed by the Silver Leopard, the whole country will lose face.
Not to mention, if there is a loophole like the last rehearsal, if the people of Silver Leopard get in, and kill important figures in the military or political circles, that would be an irreversible loss.
So Gong Qing worked day and night, and went out frequently with injuries.
At the same time, Song Song became busier.
Because the new semester begins.
This was her first year of entering the university, and she has been a college student ever since.
The Imperial University where she had applied for was admitted to the Chinese Painting Department of the Art College.
School work and her comic career are complementary and not conflicting, so she reported enthusiastically.
On the day of the report, there was a small problem with the printing of the second comic book. She returned to the printing shop halfway and re-proofed it with Sister Na. It took two overnight to solve the problem.
I had to ask Adjutant Lu to find someone to help deal with the report.
On the third day, Song Song went to class with a pair of sleep deprived panda eyes.
Having owed two days of classes, she was already very guilty, thinking that she would focus on her studies from now on, and that comics would be done in the evenings and weekends.
I found the classroom with a heart to learn, but I didn't expect to be splashed with cold water as soon as I entered.
This class is the theoretical basis of Chinese painting.
An old woman with glasses, wearing a fancy red dress and bright red lipstick, is standing on the podium.
Song Song sneaked in through the back door with his head down, but was still found.
"Stop!" The old woman in red shouted loudly!
Song Song couldn't help rubbing his ears.
God, did she get into the wrong classroom?
How can the voice of the Chinese painting teacher be louder than that of the vocal music teacher?
Wait, and why is the makeup and clothes of the Chinese painting teacher more exaggerated than the teacher of the fashion design department?
However, respecting the teacher and teaching her still understand, with a polite smile, Song Songchong's teacher on the stage bowed: "Hello teacher!"
"What's the name, please report it!" The old woman in red seemed to be more respectful towards her, her stale face eased a little.
"Song Junhua."
As soon as the words of these three words fell, the face of the old woman in red suddenly changed, and her anger faintly floated up again!
"Song Junhua? You're the one, who relied on himself to drew a few vulgar broken paintings, and missed class at will, Song Junhua who was late?" the old woman reprimanded in a strange way.
Song Song was startled and suddenly reacted.
Is this to give her a chance?
She is drawing cartoons, but she is not absent from class or being late. Besides, although cartoons are popular art, they are not vulgar, okay?
You can scold her, but please don't insult her painting!