Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 511: Don’t Blow Your Own Horn Too Much

Chapter 511: Chapter 511: Don’t Blow Your Own Horn Too Much

The call was disconnected, and a busy signal beeped through the handset.

Tian Niu held the phone in a daze for quite a while before saying to Qin Jian, "Chief of Staff, the line got cut off! Did I say something wrong just now?"

"Don’t you know what you did wrong?" Qin Jian raised his eyebrows looking at Tian Niu, "There’s a saying, you always bring up what shouldn’t be mentioned. Do you know what that means?"

"Do you mean I shouldn’t have praised Xiaotian?" Tian Niu finally realized after a long moment.

"There might still be hope for you." Qin Jian picked up the phone, dialed again, and placed the handset back into Tian Niu’s hand, "This is your last chance."

"Alright. Don’t worry, if I can’t win this girl over, I’ll run three laps around the parade ground, head down!" Tian Niu patted his chest, assuring Qin Jian.

Qin Jian’s brows twitched slightly, but he said nothing.

The call connected, and Gu Shuangshuang’s voice was still angry, "Why are you calling again?"

This time, Tian Niu learned his lesson and stopped praising Xiaotian, "Shuangshuang, let me tell you, that Xiaotian is nowhere near as good as you, not as pretty, not as tall, and her legs aren’t as long as yours... and her skin isn’t as good as yours either..."

Click~

The phone was hung up again.

Tian Niu stood there dumbfounded once more.

"Chief of Staff, did I say something wrong again?" Tian Niu was on the verge of tears. Wasn’t it said not to praise Xiaotian? He hadn’t praised her this time.

Qin Jian chuckled, "Maybe your observational skills are too sharp."

"What does that mean?" Tian Niu was utterly puzzled.

"Figure it out yourself." Facing such a slow-witted subordinate, Qin Jian was speechless.

"Ah, Chief of Staff, that’s a bit unfair. Back when you were wooing your sister-in-law, we all helped a lot. Now it’s my turn, you can’t just watch me make mistakes! You have to give me a hand! I’m already twenty-five or twenty-six, look around, everyone has a warm bed with a wife and kids at night. I’m the only one tossing and turning alone."

"Did I not help you just now? The mistakes you make are indeed beyond pulling back."

"Then... at least help me avoid the minefields in the future?" Tian Niu said with a headache, "I now understand what it means to be confused when one is personally involved."

"Since you understand, then let’s go!" Saying this, Qin Jian stood up, fastened his belt around his waist, put on his military cap, and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going this late?" Tian Niu asked, puzzled.

"To supervise you running three laps around the parade ground, head down," Qin Jian replied, and walked straight ahead.

Tian Niu stood still for three seconds.

Heavens above! Earth below! What on earth had he said?

"Chief of Staff! Chief of Staff! Let’s negotiate. Can I run six laps with my head up?" Tian Niu jogged to catch up.

"No."

"Twelve laps! Twelve laps should be okay, right?"

"No!"

"Thirty-six laps!"

"..."

"Forty-eight laps!"

"Running three laps around the parade ground, head down, was what you said. Tian Niu, you must stick to your word!"

And so, on the parade ground, Qin Jian walked leisurely, while Tian Niu, head down, hands on the ground, and legs in the air, struggled to walk on the ground.

In the regiment headquarters, many people who had finished eating came out to the parade ground for a walk, and they couldn’t help but chuckle when they saw Tian Niu.

"Battalion Chief Tian, what kind of skill are you practicing?" the political commissar asked with a smile.

"Commissar, don’t make fun of me! What am I practicing? It’s obviously the Chief of Staff practicing me!" Tian Niu was close to tears.

"I am teaching you a lesson in being human," Qin Jian said leisurely.

"What lesson?" Tian Niu hurriedly asked.

"Always remember, don’t boast too much!"