Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"I want to ask, can Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng represent the level of your troops?"

Mo Shangyun asked one word at a time, although it seemed to ask lightly, but the tone was clearly tentative.

"Do you have any opinions on them?" Yan Tianxing grinned.

"No," Mo Shangjun shrugged. "It just feels that if the two of them can represent the overall level, Azrael will be a bit ill-named."

I have been in contact with Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng, and everyone is very good. There is no doubt about this.

But there is a little impetuousness in doing things. Being an instructor is very rusty, as for combat capabilities...

As a special force, there is really no problem.

However, in the impression of Mo Shangyun, insiders highly value this special force, especially the group of Azrael is too legendary, and the level of these two people, Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu, can not reach the level of this group. height.

It was Xiao Chuyun...

"They are not willing to come. They lost because of PK and were kicked in." Yan Tianxing said slowly and slowly. "If you are still curious, we will be selected early next year. Welcome anytime."

"..."

PK lost and kicked over?

Meaning, the two are at the bottom?

Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched his nose, looking at Yan Tianxing differently.

However, looking at the satisfied expression of the old fox, Mo Shangyun did not show it.

Anyway, the captain of this miraculous special team is now counting the internal affairs for her.

"I'm leaving."

Mo Shangyun stood up and didn't want to stay long.

Without leaving her, Yan Tianxing raised his head slightly and said to her, "Go to dinner later."

"……Oh."

Opening his mouth, Mo Shangyun refused to refuse.

*

I heard a lot of news, and most of them were very powerful. Mo Shangyun didn't want to go to the office, but left the office building and wandered around the training ground.

Waiting for the training to end in the morning, Mo Shangyun returned to the office building and asked Yan Tianxing to eat in the cafeteria.

After returning from the meal, Yan Tianxing went out with something, but Mo Shangyun returned to the office. He first compiled the housekeeping statistics sent by Yan Tianxing, and then went through the situation of the students in Group B.

The group selection was a bit ruthless. There was a certain strength gap between Group A and Group B, but after a few days of training, both groups were on the right track.

In Group A, because of Ji Ruonan's cohesion, everyone's condition is good, but Lin Qi is fighting too hard, and the results of these two days are much higher than her previous best results.

Mo Shangyun carefully glanced at the results of the 401 students.

Qin Xue is still outstanding, and her overall strength ranks second among female soldiers...2.

Afterwards, Mo Shangyun turned to the score of Group B, and suddenly found that the female soldier fell on You Nianyu first.

You Nianyu...

Obviously you can feel the occasional look of You Nianyu.

However, in the past few days, there has been no special performance.

Being dragged down twice in a row, Yu Nianyu is also following her orders, showing no signs of anger and unwillingness, and being too calm.

She remembered that You Yi's evaluation of You Nianyu was: frizz, impulsiveness, and unstable heart.

Whenever referring to the name You Nianyu, You Yi is helpless.

In the past few days, Mo Shangyun did not find the characteristics related to these three evaluation vocabulary words in You Nianyu.

It looks like a different person.

Moreover, the results are so outstanding, but the sense of existence is infinitely close to zero.

After a moment of contemplation, Mo Shangyun withdrew his thoughts. Without thinking again, he continued to see other students' results.

Finally, I saw the record of deductions in midsummer, a little stunned.

When I watched it at noon yesterday, Midsummer's score was 52.

This was only one day, and another 12 points were deducted, leaving only 40 points.

Looking at the record carefully, it was all a mistake. One or two points were deducted intermittently, but there were more mistakes, and 12 points were gone.

Mo Shangyun laughed dumbly.

It must have been the ghost that Mu Cheng and others were behind.

In the afternoon, half past five.

Mo Shangyun gave each student two performances, leaned back on the back of the chair with a headache, raised his hand and raised his eyebrows.

A little tired.

She opened the drawer, took out the eye drops given by Duan Zimu, and dropped two drops to relieve the pain in her eyes.

At this time, heard footsteps outside the door.

Mo Shangyun looked away.

I saw Duan Zimu walked in from outside the door. The leather whip in his hand was extremely conspicuous.

"Go to dinner?"

When he raised his eyes and saw Mo Shangyun, Duan Zimu directly sent an invitation.

Slightly frowned, Mo Shangyun did not answer the question, "How about shooting training?"

Duan Zimulai is in charge of shooting training this afternoon.

Thinking about this, Mo Shangyun paused. It was hard to think that Duan Zi Mulai was also responsible for the morning exercise in the morning, and during that time... 6 points were deducted in midsummer.

"It's okay," Duan Zimu nodded, then glanced at Mo Shangyun deeply, "I thought you would come."

"Forget." Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly.

It was originally intended to take a look.

After all, shooting training, from a certain angle, also reflects the level of a soldier.

But the trivial matter of reading information in the afternoon delayed the time.

Duan Zimu was choked by her, but she was not held accountable.

"Midsummer was deducted 10 points, and next week's score will be almost the same." Duan Zimu walked to the desk and put down the whip.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the calendar on the table.

Today is Saturday.

Tomorrow Sunday, there will be her fighting training.

She estimated that in the current state of midsummer, tomorrow will be almost the same.

"You deducted points, intentionally?"

Raised his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and looked at Duan Zimu who was pouring water.

"You can't say that." Duan Zimu carried the water glass and walked slowly, until Mo Shangyun stopped before, chuckling lightly, "If she is so suffocated, no one can deduct her points. ."

For the response of Duan Zimu, Mo Shangyun had nothing to say at the moment.

According to the mental state of midsummer she observed in the morning, she was already on the verge of collapse.

It is estimated that the noon yesterday caused a certain impact on her.

Emotions are in a state of chaos, and it is really impossible to avoid mistakes during training.

However, more and more instructors stared at her and deducted points, which caused her considerable psychological pressure. However, it is estimated that Duan Zimu also put pressure on her invisible...

Standing aside and drinking, Duanzi Mu looked down at her, seemingly inadvertently reminding: "Go away one, the results of the first week, you will lose in Group B."

"Unsurprisingly."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, indifferently.

The so-called winning or losing is just a result, an honor. And winning or losing is not permanent, and the results are not static.

In other words, Mo Shangyun looked forward to the fiasco of Group B this time.

Only if you lose, you will know to rise up.

Only a fiasco can counterattack the Jedi.

Of course, only by initially positioning them for strength, the psychological pressure will not be so great, and then there will be gains and surprises without a little progress.

On the contrary, those who have always maintained victory will always blindly pursue the first, even if the gap with the people behind is widened, it is very easy to generate pressure.

Duan Zimu glanced at Mo Shangyun, whose expression was indifferent.

Only those who have really fought against Mo Shangyun can understand the power of Mo Shangyun.

It stands to reason that the stronger the person, the less like losing. Even if he is in the assessment in March, he will still maintain the top three scores of male soldiers, but Mo Shangyun originally had the strength to surpass everyone, but remained near the passing line.

It is difficult to imagine what she has experienced to achieve this indifferent state of mind.

In other words, just how powerful she is, so powerful that even her reputation can't inspire her fighting spirit.

With a light smile, Duan Zi Mu said: "Go to dinner?"

"Go, alone."

Mo Shangjun answered decisively, and shut down the computer.

Duan Zimu paused and asked, "Keep the distance?"

"avoid arousing suspicion."

Squinting at him, ink Shangyun calmly said.

After she deducted 35 points from midsummer, Duan Zimu intermittently deducted points from midsummer. The two walked together, somewhat embarrassed.

Moreover, Duan Zimu's performance is so obvious...

Boring is boring, there is no need to be ambiguous.

Duan Zimu suddenly leaned down, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw Duan Zimu's face extremely close, only a few inches away.

"Can't give me a chance to chase you?"

Dan Feng's eyes lifted, his eyebrows could lift his soul, Duan Zimu's voice was hoarse and ambiguous, and the words and sentences fell to the bottom of his ears.

"Do not--"

Frowning lightly, Mo Shangyun opened his mouth without thinking.

However, the word "no" had just been spoken, and the word "none" hadn't been spoken, so I could not help hearing a word outside the door--

"team leader."