Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Fuck, what are you doing?!"

"statistics."

Mo Shangjun understates the authenticity.

Mu Cheng froze for a while, then slowly recovered.

"You wait, half an hour later, we will definitely send the points statistics to you!"

After speaking firmly, Mucheng ran directly to the office next door.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Mu Cheng's stimulating voice: "A surname Peng, something serious happened. Come back quickly and finish the work."

Mo Shangyun inexplicably stood in place.

Soon, one head after another came out, Peng Yuqiu, Xiao Chuyun, Ji Ruonan... The three stood at the door, all staring at Duan Motie's face.

All of them showed obvious surprised expression.

"Are you here to help?"

Duan Zimu took the remaining paper and sent an invitation to the three of them.

Immediately, Xiao Chuyun turned around silently.

"I still have something to do."

Peng Yuqiu greeted and immediately left with Xiao Chuyun.

Ji Ruonan thought for a while, then walked in the door and took the initiative to help.

"By the way, post these."

Mo Shangjun walked over and placed the newly printed paper in his hand on Duan Zimu's desk.

"How about you?"

Looking sideways at her and seeing her plan to go out, Ji Ruonan asked subconsciously.

"Go back to sleep."

In his speech, Mo Shangyun had already reached the door, and he went out without a pause, and disappeared into the field of vision in a blink of an eye.

Ji Ruonan: "..."

Mo Shangyun didn't go directly to the dormitory. When passing by the office of Mu Cheng and others, he told them specifically, print out a copy after the points are collected, and help her stick it on the wall.

After finishing the order, Mo Shangyun left with confidence.

There was only a brutal Mucheng and Peng Yuqiu, plus a faceless Xiao Chuyun.

A moment later, Mu Cheng raised his hand, pushed the glasses of nothingness, glanced at Peng Yuqiu, and said, "Who bet Ji Ruonan won at noon?"

Peng Yuqiu looked out of the door and asked seriously: "Can I abandon the secrets and cast my eyes?"

"Ha ha."

Mucheng rewarded him with two words.

Peng Yuqiu sorrowfully supported his forehead.

Seeing Mo Shangjun's slackness before, he still had no confidence in Mo Shangjun. He didn't expect that Mo Shangjun was so deep that he did nothing.

Based on the forms of Mo Shangjun, he wanted to put a vote on Mo Shangyun.

*

Mo Shangyun, who was completely unaware of Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng's bet, went straight back to the dormitory.

Didn't do extra things, take a shower, wash clothes, just dry the clothes, whistle sounded on time, Mo Shangjun went directly to bed.

Not long after hearing Ji Ruonan's movement back to the house, Mo Shangyun ignored it and gradually went to sleep.

The next day, 3:30 in the morning.

Mo Shangjun got up on time.

Ji Ruonan's sleep was shallower than Lin Qi's, even though the movements on the ink were small, but Ji Ruonan's consciousness gradually recovered.

"what time is it?"

In the darkness, Ji Ruonan raised his hand and covered his eyes with his elbow.

"Three thirty."

Mo Shangyun, who was wearing shoes, stood up and glanced at Ji Ruonan's bed.

"Get up at night?" Ji Ruonan was awake a lot.

Of course, this time Mo Shangyun did not answer her, but responded to her with a slight closing sound.

Ji Ruonan's eyes didn't open, and after a while, he put down his hand and turned over from the bed and sat up.

So early? !

Did Mo Shangyun go to morning exercises? !

Ji Ruonan reacted and looked at the closed door, only to feel a bit ignorant.

Such... I haven't seen it.

*

In the morning exercise in the morning, Mo Shangyun was not present.

During breakfast time, Ji Ruonante observed it and saw no figures.

It was not until 8 o'clock in the morning that Ji Ruonan saw Mo Shangyun passing by the training ground. The jacket zipper was opened to reveal the wet short sleeves inside. In fact, there is a detached free and easy.

Mo Shangyun walked all the way, not squinting. She didn't even look at the training ground.

"What did Instructor Mo do?"

Among the group of students doing push-ups, someone saw Mo Shangyun walking by and asked Li Liang around him.

Basically, all students know that some of the students in this group were soldiers formerly brought by Mo Shangjun, and obviously their comprehensive strength was not very outstanding. But when Mo Shangjun came out to train them, they all behaved beyond imagination. He's calm and calm, and he didn't say a word.

A look that is used to.

"Practice in the morning."

Li Liang estimated to touch.

I heard Lin Qi said that during the reconnaissance of two companies, Mo Shangyun would go out for morning practice almost every day. He got up earlier than them and slept later than them.

I remember that during the assessment in March, Mo Shangyun did not give up the most basic morning exercise program.

"The instructor also needs morning exercises?" The person next to him almost dropped his chin.

Li Liang didn't take it seriously, "You try to sit in the office for three months."

"Also."

The man nodded in agreement.

But, looking at the back of Mo Shangyun's departure from afar, there is no reason to feel more close.

Instructors also practice in the morning!

I always feel very approachable.

Looking at the young age, privately it should not be as harsh as the training ground.

"Hey, inquire about something." The man asked again.

"Say."

Li Lianglei sweated back and simply returned to him.

"Instructor Mo is so unpleasant to do things, why do you favor her so much?"

He remembered that after yesterday afternoon, some people stood in midsummer, and others stood in ink, and among those standing in ink, the 30 men in their reconnaissance battalion bear the brunt, and overwhelmed them directly. People dare not say anything bad about Mo Shangyun.

However, according to Mo Shangjun's training method... no one would like her.

Li Liang paused, and Yu Guang glanced at the corner of her eyes to see Peng Yuqiu approaching, and then continued to do push-ups, and at the same time lowered her voice to reply to him, "Because whatever she does, it is for our good."

The man still wanted to talk about something, but Peng Yuqiu had already come to him, so he quelled his doubts.

But, there was a doubt in my heart--

Do you really do anything for their good instructors?

Mo Shangyun, who knew nothing about the training ground, went directly to the cafeteria, followed the two buns and went back to the dormitory to take a shower. Then he took the housekeeping registration form and went to the student dormitory building for housekeeping inspection.

This time from the inspection of the male dormitory, the overall level of internal affairs has improved, but from group A to group B, Mo Shangyun gradually realized that she thought too optimistically.

The situation in Group A is better, the focus is on Group B.

This group of people seems to have colluded with each other in a tacit understanding, deliberately violating the standards in her regulations, starting with the direction of the quilt, stipulating that the right side is placed on the left side, but all are unified and tidy.

The treatment left for her is-

[Instructor Mo, we think this is more beautiful. ]

From 406 to 410, this is all true.

Mo Shangyun turned around and swiped the names of fifty people in one stroke.

All failed.

Standing on the corridor, Mo Shangjun pinched the roster and looked at the training ground from afar. His eyes narrowed slightly, and Ling Cang's murderous flash quickly flashed.

Turn around and walk downstairs.

Mo Shangjun returned to the office, handed over the results of the housekeeping to Yan Tianxing, and then went directly to the training ground.

She came and went in a hurry.

Yan Tianxing only had time to take a look.

Noting the trace on the last page with a stroke, Yan Tian Xing froze for a moment, and immediately reacted.

Turn on the computer and make a summary for her.

As for how to solve Mo Shangyun...

Yan Tianxing wanted to like to let go of power, naturally there was no intention of blending.

In the morning, at half past eleven.

Mo Shangyun came to the training ground.

"Time stepped well."

Seeing her from afar, Mu Cheng greeted first.

"Leave Group B."

Mo Shangyun said quietly.

"What's the matter?" Mu Cheng asked curiously.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and scanned the training field ahead.

Peng Yuqiu is urging a group of backward students, there are many people in Group B, and Ji Ruonan is cheering for the Group A students who are behind.

She went here for a stop, and clearly felt a lot of attention.

Among them, mixed with some group B students' unbalanced eyes.

"Small things." Mo Shangyun wrote lightly.

Mucheng squinted her.

If it's a trifle, don't you need to keep all of Group B?

However, Mu Cheng was a little busy on hand and did not ask much, and continued to supervise the batch of trainees who were training.

Carrying logs, two waterwheels, high-pressure water guns aimed at their upper bodies, everyone was drenched in water, washed down by water guns again and again, and then stood up again and again, rushing forward.

For more than a day, they had already put them into a state and brought out their strength.

Mo Shangyun just looked calmly.

For more than twenty minutes, it seemed to her that she was in a blink of an eye, but this group of people were exhausted, and the people with the strongest physique fell to the ground and gasped heavily.

Peng Yuqiu let them rest for three minutes, and then gathered a whistle to summon them all.

In a short time, everyone gathered quickly, and no one dared to be lazy.

"Stand up-right, take a rest." Peng Yuqiu stood in front of everyone and said, "The female soldier Group B stays. Your Mo instructor has something to say. Others go with the pastor and Ji instructor and disband."

When Peng Yuqiu said these words, the female soldiers in Group B looked differently.

No one fell, all fell into Mo Shangyun's eyes.