Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"It seems that this is the case." ""

"..."

Not playing according to common sense, instantaneously upset Liang Zhiqiong's next prepared words.

Whether this is the case, they all know it.

Mo Shangyun should be oppressed by something out of nothing and be in a passive trend, but the next one should respond, and if he blocked the back of Liang Zhiqiong, it immediately prevailed.

Liang Zhiqiong swallowed silently.

"However," said slowly, Mo Shangyun raised his hand and tapped on the table. "Do you know the price?"

"What price?" Liang Zhiqiong asked subconsciously.

However, as soon as he asked what he said, Liang Zhiqiong realized that something was wrong, and thought: Damn, it fell into the pit completely.

With the chin on his left hand, Mo Shangyun turned his head slightly, and his eyes lingered with a seemingly wry smile, pretending to reveal a few surprises, "He didn't tell you?"

"No."

Liang Zhiqiong's face was ashes, jumping his teeth into the pit.

Let's look at Mo Shangyun's conditions first.

Anyway, nothing is more important than her being eliminated.

What you can get, you have to pay. This is what Peng Yuqiu told her. She has always been accustomed to "getting". After coming to the army, she really felt that Peng Yuqiu made some sense.

"Just a request," Mo Shangyun looked at her with a smile, and looked at Liang Zhiqiong's nervous expression, slowly, "I have to listen to my call these days."

"..."

In an instant, Liang Zhiqiong's expression completely froze.

Listen to her call...

Is this a requirement? !

There are countless requests hidden in one request, okay!

This is the rhythm of selling her as a slave...

Realizing this, Liang Zhiqiong's violent temper came out again, revealing a fierce light, unable to restrain the urge to clap the table.

However, the sudden coughing in the corridor outside suppressed her anger instantly.

"Cough."

Very deliberate cough.

Liang Zhiqiong looked up, and as expected, he saw Peng Yuqiu walking through the textbook.

As soon as he walked to the door, Peng Yuqiu stood at the door and gave Liang Zhiqiong a special glance, with a very obvious hint.

Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth.

After a while, Peng Yuqiu took the stage and Liang Zhiqiong calmed down.

"Can you make sure I pass?"

Before he had lectured, Liang Zhiqiong lowered his voice and asked suddenly.

Mo Shangyun lazily lifted his eyelids, "Unless you are a helpless Adou."

Liang Zhiqiong took a deep breath, and did not care about the ink.

Of course she is not a doubt that can't help.

Naturally, there can be no "failure".

Liang Zhiqiong gave her a deep look, then opened the notebook, and whispered to Mo Shangjun: "Now, what should I do?"

"Listen honestly." Mo Shangyun said lightly.

"how about you?"

"I wasted time."

With a shrug, Mo Shangjun said that he was indifferent and tasteless, as if he did not carry out any "help" action.

"..." Liang Zhiqiong's mouth twitched fiercely.

She repeatedly confirmed Mo Shangyun's expression, and found that this person really didn't mean to listen to the lesson, and looked at the window indifferently.

Don't worry about her. Don't worry about her. Don't worry about her.

I read it three times in my heart.

At the end, Liang Zhiqiong let out a breath, calmed himself down, and concentrated on listening to the class.

Peng Yuqiu has already started lectures. Even if Mo Shangjun will help counseling, he can't expect Mo Shangjun to directly focus on her and say the answer. The class should still be listened to.

Sitting properly, Liang Zhiqiong was attentive and focused on the podium to listen to the lecture, trying to reduce the frequency of staring at Peng Yuqi in a daze.

after an hour.

Liang Zhiqiong is taking notes seriously.

Mo Shangyun tilted his head and casually glanced at her from two pages of paper.

It's really not an embryo for reading. I can't extract even a key point when I make a note. A bunch of rory words are verbose and unnecessary. All of them are recorded. Many of them come to the next knowledge point halfway, which leads to this knowledge point. Without complete control, the next point of knowledge is ignorant.

Seeing the end, Mo Shangyun glanced at her admirably.

The hand speed is really good, but the brain is almost out of hand.

Doing nothing, taking advantage of Liang Zhiqiong's concentration to attend the class, Mo Shangyun also opened the folder, and then continued to read it without any hassle.

Liang Zhiqiong should have known that she was a training instructor in April, so the scene last night could be confused by Peng Yuqiu.

Found by her, it does not matter.

However, try not to be seen by her. After this morning, you should only take time to watch at noon or evening break.

After turning a few pages, Mo Shangjun saw the two names Qin Xue and Qin Lian.

The two men came out one by one, and they were together.

Raised his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun slowly looked at the circle of information.

All the information has nothing to do with their resumes and family backgrounds, and all of them are the performance after joining the army. And the instructors only have a general understanding of this.

Qin Xue and Qin Lian, all 22 years old, were soldiers after graduating from college. They had just been in the army for half a year. Because of their outstanding performance, they were spotted during the recruiting company period and were scheduled to enter an artillery battalion in advance. During the artillery battalion, they performed equally well, but they won several awards in the artillery battalion within three months.

In addition to a brief introduction, there is also a detailed introduction to the assessment before the selection in March. In general, both of the individual skills are very high, but Qin Xue is good at using his brain in action. Qin Lian is here In terms of... relatively speaking, it is worse.

Overall, in this March assessment, their strength deserves the current ranking.

Naturally, the introductions of Yu Yitong and others are also very beautiful, not worse than them.

"Yo."

Just after scanning two pages, I heard Liang Zhiqiong's voice.

Mo Shangyun didn't even look up at her, raised her hand, pressed her face, and directly pressed her back.

Liang Zhiqiong: "..."

At the moment of letting go, Mo Shangyun let the pieces be put away naturally.

As soon as he raised his eyes, his eyes fell to the first in the row.

Peng Yuqiu was asking questions on the podium, and Qin Xue took the initiative to raise his hand and stood up, answering questions fluently.

After answering, Qin Xue seemed to perceive his gaze, and glanced behind him when he sat down.

However, Mo Shangyun took her one step before slowly taking her gaze back, letting her glance suspiciously, and was rather unhappy and slightly hostile towards Shang Liangqiong.

Qin Xue dropped his gaze gracefully and sat down.

Mo Shangjun heard Liang Zhiqiong whispering, his voice was very small, it should be cursing, but he could not hear clearly from a word.

My finger knocked on the table inadvertently, Mo Shangjun glanced lightly at Liang Zhiqiong, and silently passed a threatening look, Liang Zhiqiong closed his mouth immediately, sat upright, and continued to listen to the class and take notes.

This class is somewhat random, and there is no accurate time for class and get out of class. Generally, Peng Yuqiu finishes a part and then let them rest for ten minutes.

In the morning, I can rest for about half an hour.

At nine thirty, the first break.

In the gradually boiling voice in the classroom, Mo Shangyun yawned lazily.

"Ink on Yun, ink on Yun..."

Liang Zhiqiong took the notebook and called her over and over again.

Mo Shangyun touched his ear and glanced at the front, shouting: "An Chen."

Just sitting in front, even though Mo Shangyun's voice was not loud, An Chen heard it clearly.

An Chen was stunned, and soon turned around.

"Borrow a notebook." Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow at him, then pointed to the silly Liang Zhiqiong on one side.

"it is good."

After glancing at Liang Zhiqiong, An Chen nodded without any hesitation.

Soon, he picked up the notebook on his desk and handed it over.

When Mo Shangjun was picking up, he accidentally glanced at Ni Jie, just in front of Ni Jie's fierce line of sight. At the moment when the eyes of the two were intersecting, Ni Jie quickly turned back and looked straight ahead quietly.

Frowning his eyebrows, Mo Shangjun said to An Chen, "Thank you," and then opened today's note and pushed it to Liang Zhiqiong.

"Make notes, follow this." Mo Shangyun said word by word.

From small to large, Anchen is a recognized school bully in school. Unlike Mo Shangjun's high and low grades, Anchen can almost guarantee that every subject is the first, while hobbies such as sports and basketball will not fall.

As for the notes, Mo Shangjun can only understand it by himself, but An Chen can do it by Liang Zhiqiong.

"The notes I made are very good." Liang Zhiqiong dissatisfied.

Mo Shangyun looked at her with a gloomy look, "Ten minutes, I've watched it all."

"..."

After being choked for a while, Liang Zhiqiong hesitated for a moment, but decided not to argue with Mo Shangyun. He took Anchen's notebook and looked down seriously.

In this regard, Liang Zhiqiong, who was still holding a contemptuous attitude, had undergone a drastic change in her mood in a short time.

Also... can I still take notes? !

Looking at the complete and detailed but extremely concise notes, Liang Zhiqiong opened his eyes wide.

Observing the change in Liang Zhiqiong's expression, Mo Shangyun withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

It was just that when she looked at Ni Jie, she couldn't help but pause.

This man--

It’s time to stare.

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