Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangjun tacitly acquiesced, frustrated Liang Zhiqiong, and honestly followed up with An Chen to "review". Oh pro

There are too many proper nouns, especially the most useful plants in the forest. She needs to remember all the nouns that would be messy in her mind. Under the detailed explanation of An Chen, she really has a little real memory. .

Half past one.

The number of students in the classroom gradually increased.

Mo Shangyun, who closed his eyes and stunned, slowly opened his eyes, tapped the finger on the table, and reminded the two casually.

Liang Zhiqiong looked at An Chen nervously.

"Yes."

An Chen nodded toward Liang Zhiqiong, and then took his gaze back.

He sat back at his position, looked at Mo Shangyun, his eyes unclear, "Want a notebook?"

"No need to."

Sitting obliquely, Mo Shangjun leaned against the wall behind him, lazily returned to An Chen, and then stared at Liang Zhiqiong.

Liang Zhiqiong closed the notebook consciously, sitting in front of his head, facing the ink up, trying not to show any tension.

Although they are all students now, Liang Zhiqiong always feels that Mo Shangyun is the same as the instructor, and it is not the kind of Peng Yuqiu, but the kind of Yan Tianxing.

Elbows propped on the table, fingers leaned against the chin, Mo Shangjun lazily looked at Liang Zhiqiong.

"How to get birch syrup?" As soon as Mo Shangyun opened his mouth, he asked a very unpopular question.

Liang Zhiqiong froze for a moment, and soon showed his complacency.

This An Chen just said!

"Drill holes in the birch with a knife, or cut a crack with an axe, and fix the birch bark cup (a conical cup folded with a piece of birch bark) under the small hole with a rope or something. The cup is full Then, plug the hole with a sharpened wooden plug. Slowly cook the juice until it is concentrated into a sweet birch syrup." Liang Zhiqiong replied fluently.

"What seaweed can't be eaten?" Mo Shangyun continued to ask.

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong looked at her inexplicably.

Can not all seaweed be eaten?

She looked at Anchen hesitantly, and Anchen pursed her lips slightly, glancing at the ink.

"Time is up," Mo Shangyun waited a moment, then said directly.

"Wait," Liang Zhiqiong called her, and asked strangely, "What seaweed can't be eaten?"

"All you can eat." Mo Shangyun said lightly.

Liang Zhiqiong opened his eyes in amazement, followed by frowning, "Then you have a problem."

"Then you can question it immediately."

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong almost choked to death by her unreasonable attitude.

Damn, it was clear that she was digging a hole!

How can this be? !

"In the wild, common traps when catching prey." Mo Shangyun didn't give Liang Zhiqiong a chance to be angry, and asked the question straight away.

Liang Zhiqiong took a breath and gritted his teeth: "You talked about five kinds of simple traps, dragging lassos, hanging traps, death traps, bow and arrow traps."

Mo Shangyun nodded slightly, "Two minutes, talk in detail."

"..."

Clenching his fists tightly, Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, but he still admitted his life, and explained the use of these five traps in detail with Mo Shangjun.

This time the answer was a bit confusing, barely.

In the morning, there are many knowledge points, and Mo Shangjun picks up knowledge points that are likely to be exam questions. Although there are pits in the question, Liang Zhiqiong's overall performance is still very good.

After asking for twenty minutes, Mo Shangjun ended the question.

Liang Zhiqiong, who was sure that the matter was over, was sweating behind him, and he was relieved.

In such a situation, we must persist for two days.

Liang Zhiqiong thought about it, and had a headache.

"Thank you." Mo Shangjun sat down, facing forward, facing An Chen in front, "She is in my charge in the afternoon."

"It's okay."

An Chen shook his head gently, looked up at the ink on Jun, the bottom of his eyes was soft and gentle.

Seeing Mo Shangjun's posture of questioning, An Chen was a little trance, as if returning to two years ago.

Two years ago, he and Mo Shangyun were still together. Once the library did not occupy a place, they went to the study room and accidentally saw a young student crying because the review encountered a bottleneck.

An Chen did not understand this phenomenon.

If you don’t know it, just study it for a while, and it’s useless to cry no matter what

Mo Shangyun at that time, after understanding the situation, sat down next to the person.

It is clearly a major that she has known, and she only looked at the subjects she has studied a few days ago. At that time, she turned over the book as a layman and casually said "simple", which directly stimulated people to no avail. .

It was the early summer, the sun was just outside, and the summer breeze slowly drifted in from the window. Mo Shangyun, who was wearing military uniforms, sat in the classroom. After the confidence of the student was completely defeated, he threw the book away but said it was boring. Do you want to teach him?

At that time, the younger brother was dumbfounded and nodded flattered.

This is also the way to make the knowledge points clear to people, and then ask questions to test how the younger students control the knowledge points.

Mo Shangyun has always been such a person.

Hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, but never stabbing people's hearts, it will only make people stronger.

But what was he doing then?

He felt that Mo Shangyun was too far away, so he gradually developed a sense of alienation, and even got bored at a certain moment.

In a trance, the students in the classroom are all together, but An Chen has been waiting for Peng Yuqiu to enter the classroom before turning absently and sitting.

Next, for a long time, An Chen was uneasy, not even taking notes as before.

Mo Shangyun rarely opened the notebook, listened to a lesson, and picked the key points to take notes.

During get out of class breaks, I occasionally mention Liang Zhiqiong, which is diametrically opposed to the idle attitude in the morning.

*

Half past four.

Today Peng Yuqiu's class ended early, and for the next half hour, they were all given to them for review.

Before the exam, Liang Zhiqiong had to sit back.

Liang Zhiqiong grasped this half an hour, and all the knowledge points she could not fully understand, or the notes that were too slow to be written down, "inquired" with Mo Shangjun in detail.

It took ten minutes for Mo Shangjun to solve her puzzles one by one, and then let her study on her own.

Liang Zhiqiong was also obedient. He didn't relax for the next minute, turning his notebook at all times, trying to remember more knowledge points.

Mo Shangyun idles, and will occasionally glance at Ni Jie.

Since returning to the classroom in the afternoon, Ni's performance was very wrong, quiet and silent, tense from time to time, glanced at the sight...... There are signs that this person is going to a difficult road to look back.

Obviously, Lin Qi and Duan Zimu should have also found that his eyes occasionally inadvertently stayed on Ni Jie with a chill.

Ni Jie is as if she didn't realize it, she insisted on acting alone.

There are five minutes left before the exam.

"Liang Zhiqiong."

Mo Shangyun suddenly shouted to those around him.

"what's up?"

Liang Zhiqiong, who was talking about various edible shrubs in his mouth, replied perfunctoryly towards the ink, and he was too busy to even lift his head.

Mo Shangyun sighed quietly, raised his hand to the side, grabbed Liang Zhiqiong's shoulder, and brought him up.

Liang Zhiqiong was unguarded and fell directly on her.

"What the hell?"

Liang Zhiqiong hurriedly grabbed the tables on both sides, propped him up, and looked at Mo Shangyun inexplicably.

It is also strange.

In the past, Mo Shangyun made such a move that she had already punched her with a punch.

But now, I just feel used to it, and I can't find even the slightest feeling of anger.

Mo Shangjun gently hooked his lips, raised the person, and stabilized her, then whispered something in her ear.

Originally, Liang Zhiqiong, who was still immersed in knowledge, gradually changed his face, his eyes were clear, his eyes swept over Ni Jie, with a little thought.

After a moment, Liang Zhiqiong thought about it and said, "This kind of thing... I have stupid hands and I can't play."

"Listen to me."

Mo Shangyun hooked her shoulder and said slowly, with a little sympathy in her tone.

Liang Zhiqiong was choked.

Half sighed, sighed, and accepted.

No way, she sold herself.

Having a task in his body and not thinking about it again, Liang Zhiqiong mourned for himself, then he packed his notebook and signature pen and stood up from his original position.

Duan Zimu looked over here, seeming to understand the movements here, and consciously got up and let go.

When Liang Zhiqiong got up, he seemed to be able to feel Duan Zimu's gaze like smiling and non-smiling, as if to encourage her, but also to simply watch the play.

Liang Zhiqiong prefers the latter.

When he reached the aisle, Liang Zhiqiong took a step forward, and suddenly yelled, his feet slipped, and he rushed towards Ni Ai on the right.

The overwhelming overwhelming caused Ni Jie to fail to respond for a while, and the whole person was crushed to Lin Qi.

Seeing this, Lin Qi stretched out her hand calmly and supported Ni's shoulder.

Liang Zhiqiong did not do anything about stealing chickens and dogs, but when he started, he was unambiguous. He quickly and neatly wrapped the cheat sheet, and then stood up.

"Sorry sorry."

After patting the clothes, Liang Zhiqiong perfunctoryly apologized to Ni Jie, and then turned away without guilt.

Yan Gui, who got up and gave way, saw the sudden scene and saw Liang Zhiqiong's movement clearly.

Immediately afterwards, he looked sadly at Mo Shangyun...

He can do this kind of trivial matter completely. It is too unsafe for Liang Zhiqiong to do it clumsily.

He noticed Yan Gui's mournful eyes, the ink on his eyes moved slightly, and he was too lazy to take care.

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1

The bottle is still in school, and only one book about survival in the wild is brought in—and it is still the thinnest! I originally thought that I could go home before writing this plot, but now the estimation is wrong, so the knowledge of wild survival that appears in is greatly reduced.

2

At the end of the previous chapter, I wrote a little anxiously, so I revised it a little, and it has not been approved yet. Parents can go and take a look in the afternoon. Mobile APP can clear the cache and see Kazakhstan.

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Finally continue to ask for-month-vote.

A Jin is tirelessly running on the way of breaking the bottle and hitting the chrysanthemum, ah, in the distance is her lost youth and beautiful picture...

Well, our theme this month is the battle of chrysanthemums in the monthly ticket list. It is so beautiful to cooperate with good friends to make trouble. The world is so beautiful. Let’s vote together...