Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Tell me about your fighting instructor.&&&{}{}{}{}"

Yan Tian Xing Man said casually.

"Fighting instructor?"

Mo Shangyun froze for a moment.

It is said to be a female soldier instructor, but it is about managing a female soldier, not an instructor who is a teacher.

No one told her about the fighting instructor.

Listen to the news, it should be from Peng Yuqiu.

Yan Tianxing came to the desk, dragged an office chair out, and then leaned his head to see Mo Shangyun sitting on the sofa, raising his eyebrows quite funny.

"come."

Yan Tianxing urged, but did not mean the slightest urgency, and his eyes were mixed with a light smile.

So Mo Shangyun stood up, walked over here, and sat down.

Yan Tianxing walked across the desk and also sat down.

After turning around on the office chair, Mo Shangyun fixed his face, facing Yan Tianxing, and his expression became more serious. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Aren't you really thinking about fighting?" Yan Tian Xing seemed to smile.

Mo Shangyun paused, remembering that when he watched a movie in the morning, he specifically asked Yan Tianxing to watch Si Sheng play.

She wanted to suggest that in combat training, adding a little martial arts foundation properly should have better results.

"I just said an idea." Mo Shangyun pondered.

"Peng Yuqiu does not know martial arts," Yan Tianxing said slowly. "You are better than Peng Yuqiu."

These two reasons alone are enough for Peng Yuqiu to give the position of'fighting instructor' to Mo Shangjun.

Condensing his eyebrows slightly, Mo Shangyun asked: "Will Peng Yuqiu agree?"

"agree."

Before that, Yan Tianxing had negotiated with Peng Yuqiu.

"Well."

Mo Shangyun nodded.

She didn’t want to come to April for training. The most important reason is that she came here to do miscellaneous things.

Bringing female soldiers, in fact, did nothing practical, supervise them, manage them, and enlighten them.

Prevent them from having any psychological problems in life, find out and control in time; supervise their assessment results in training, then integrate the results, and then report them up.

This is much more than trivial matters, but the essence of work is almost the same.

Compared to this, Mo Shangyun prefers to arrange his own training and test his limits.

Her personal potential unknown is much more interesting than these students.

Only when a mentor actively recommended it, for her future, Mo Shangyun would agree.

After all, the time is not long, just three months.

Now that Yan Tianxing has asked her to be a fighting instructor, it proves that she can indeed do something, arrange a specific feasible training plan, so that it is not so boring.

Mo Shangyun will naturally agree.

"This is Peng Yuqiu's tentative training plan." Yan Tianxing pushed a printed form in front of Mo Shangyun, and then added, "He wants to know what you think of this plan."

On hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun took it suspiciously.

Holding a signature pen in his hand, Mo Shangjun let it flexibly move between his fingers while looking down at the training content on the form.

After a moment, after reading it, Mo Shangyun frowned lightly, and reluctantly said, "It's quite satisfactory."

Yan Tianxing has been observing her small expression intentionally or unintentionally.

When you are satisfied, your brows will stretch, and when you are not satisfied, your brows will wrinkle.

Most of them are clearly dissatisfied, but they reluctantly say "legal", which is enough to give Peng Yuqiu's face.

Can not help but laugh.

However, she did not pierce her.

Put the form down, the pen that Mo Junjun played around with stopped, and then clicked the form with the pen.

"You didn't comment on him?"

Between words and lines, Yan Tianxing's attitude was full of doubts.

"I don't interfere." Yan Tianxing said bluntly.

"You are broad-minded."

Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.

Looking up at her, Yan Tianxing said: "They need to find the problem themselves."

Mo Shangyun put Peng Yuqiu and others in equal positions with himself.

However, for Yan Tianxing, Peng Yuqiu, Xiao Chuyun, and Mu Cheng are all his soldiers, and he not only needs to train the students who participated in the April assessment, but also needs to train his soldiers from all angles.

Mo Shangyun is another matter.

As for Ji Ruonan and Duan Zimu, although they were not his soldiers, they were all approved by the Xilan Military Region, and the strength of the troops passed. As long as the quality of the plan they submitted passed the level, even if they did not meet Yan Tianxing’s standards, Yan Tianxing would not treat them. Comments.

Treating others with their own requirements will only add to the trouble.

"You are so soldiers?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows with interest.

Yan Tian Xing smiled lightly without explanation.

In terms of leading troops, there is no common language with Mo Shangyun for the time being.

There is always a certain gap between conventional troops and special forces, and the methods of leading troops are also completely different.

Shrugging, Mo Shangyun didn't question.

She put forward targeted opinions on the training form formulated by Peng Yuqiu. From time to time, she will take a look at Yan Tianxing to determine whether Yan Tianxing agrees.

Yan Tianxing occasionally nodded his approval, and occasionally pointed out that Mo Shangyun lacked some experience.

Never discussed the training with soldiers with Yan Tianxing so specifically, Mo Shangyun found that Yan Tianxing was really not a flower shelf.

He was very thorough in his heart, but this was not his territory, so he reserved his opinion.

He is training the way the people above want.

At the same time, Mo Shangyun also clearly found that as a novice, the gap with Yan Tianxing in experience and ideas.

However, Mo Shangyun is not discouraged.

She is interested in talking with experienced people so that she can make up for her shortcomings.

So, under the occasional suggestion of Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangjun's own specific ideas, the two men made a plan for fighting training again.

The three stages, in accordance with their training steps, are carried out step by step.

After the discussion, it was five o'clock.

Mo Shangjun borrowed Yan Tianxing's computer and took a moment to input the new training plan into the computer, and Yan Tianxing also took the opportunity to go out.

Mo Shangyun didn't care.

When Yan Tianxing came back again, Mo Shangyun had already sorted out the files.

She ordered to save and closed the file.

At this time, Yan Tianxing poured two cups of tea. One cup was placed on the ink hand, and one cup was held by him. He walked to the office chair opposite and sat down, then took out a clip.

"Probably."

Yan Tianxing opened the folder.

The first page, eight characters-April-July training content.

After watching the time, and then looking at Yan Tianxing who was going to finish the lecture at once, Mo Shangyun endured it, and decided to listen to the training content for a while before going to dinner.

Yan Tianxing's speech is always concise, and Mo Shangyun has done a good job of understanding and understanding in advance, so Yan Tianxing only focused on the key points.

Mo Shangyun listened carefully.

From the time schedule, to the task content of each instructor, the management regulations of the students..., it is detailed and clear, and no items are missed.

It can be said that Yan Tianxing summarized all the meeting contents and preparation plans of the past few months, and in the shortest time, in the most streamlined language, spoke clearly with Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun felt something was wrong while listening.

Faintly feel that Yan Tianxing deliberately postponed her time, but actually let her avoid the meetings.

After all, whether or not to have a meeting and exchange, with Yan Tianxing's explanation and introduction, the effect is not bad.

Mo Shangjun knows everything he should know.

Seven o'clock.

Yan Tianxing finished all.

Mo Shangyun was relieved.

"Are you hungry?"

Yan Tianxing closed the piece and asked towards Shang Yun.

"Huh." Mo Shangyun responded.

Eating lunch a little early, already hungry.

"Please have dinner." Yan Tianxing stood up.

"Row."

Mo Shangyun nodded without thinking.

At this time, the cafeteria estimated that even the dishes and dishes were washed.

There are only a few instructors in total, and it is estimated that it is difficult for the cook to cook again.

It should be eating out.

However, there are a lot of surprises today.

Yan Tianxing left the office building with her, but Mo Shangyun realized that something was wrong just after choosing the right direction.

In the afternoon, I circled around the training camp in the car. Mo Shangyun was very familiar with various places and directions. That was the direction to the cafeteria, not the direction to the gate of the military camp.

Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing without a word.

Go halfway.

Mo Shangjun found that many people in military uniforms walked by and looked at her with strange sights, but then they saw the two sides of Samsung Tiantian Xing before they silently withdrew their sights.

Mo Shangyun supports the amount.

She forgot to put on her training uniform, and now she is still wearing casual clothes.

"Come on."

Uncomfortable, heard Yan Tianxing's voice.

The night breeze is cool, a bright moon hangs over the head, the atmosphere is quiet, and Yan Tianxing's low-magnetism sound seems to have some magic power to make Mo Shangyun take a step toward him subconsciously.

Yan Tianxing grabbed her wrist.

The sleeve of the jacket was a little short, and Yan Tianxing deliberately grabbed it, just to avoid the sleeve and grabbed her wrist, with the palm close to the skin.

Mo Shangjun's wrist moved slightly, Xu Xu's palm was too warm, and her strength was not very great, so she did not break free.

Looking up again, Yan Tianxing lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on her, and his eyes were dyed with the warm yellow of the street lamp, which seemed to be overflowing with tenderness. He was watching him with a little warming heart.