Regret?
Guo Rou shook her head firmly, “I don’t regret it! It’s just that I suddenly realized that I didn’t think things through thoroughly enough. Moreover, some of my thoughts were too naive. But Gu Yan, I definitely won’t be worse than you in the future!”
The two of them were good friends.
They were also partners who urged each other to improve.
Seeing how serious Guo Rou was, Gu Yan patted her shoulder and said, “There are a lot of things that I won’t do. Let’s work hard together and improve together! The Long March has just begun.”
During breakfast, Feng Feng saw Gu Yan and Guo Rou from afar, and he came over with a tray.
After sitting down in a very familiar manner, feng feng asked curiously, “Comrade Gu Yan, how did you cast that 100-throw throw?”
Guo Rou, who was beside him, said curiously, “Your question... Of course you threw the hand grenade with your hand. How Else Could You Throw It?”
