Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Many excellent people are stubborn and difficult to accept the opinions of others, and in order to make their ‘excellent’ free of flaws, they try to find reasons to justify their opinions, thereby denying the opinions of others.

There are not many "excellent people" that Mo Shangjun contacts. In school, a lot of them are caught, but few of them will easily accept the views of others unless the other party's argument is unshakable.

Therefore, when encountering disagreements, Mo Shangyun did not like to argue with others.

After glancing at the back of Ji Ruonan's leaving, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, and suddenly changed her slightly.

If Ji Ruonan really had a relationship with Yan Tianxing...

Yan Tianxing's previous vision was not bad.

Withdrawing his sight, Mo Shangyun turned around and walked to the motorcycle beside him.

Yamaha R1, black, used once on New Year's Day because of Yan Tianxing.

When I remembered this training session, I asked Mu Cheng. I heard that it was Yan Tianxing's own car, and Mo Shangyun borrowed it with impunity.

Just got it yesterday.

Sitting in the car, Mo Shangjun hung the horn handle, and then inserted the key to start the motorcycle.

The motorcycle galloped away in an instant.

*

On off-road trails.

More than three hundred people, but within ten minutes, have already opened the gap.

The distance between the front and back is very long, and the students who swarmed forward gradually kept at a constant speed.

Mu Cheng and others drove the off-road vehicle in front, and they could hear the sound of Mu Cheng holding their horn to urge them to hurry.

Mo Shangyun drove the motorcycle and followed the last group of people.

"Mo Fulian."

After a while, Xiang Yongming in front slowed down, intentionally keeping up with Mo Shangyun.

"Ok?"

Mo Shangyun glanced at him.

The night was very dark, but the lights were on in front of the motorcycle, and Xiang Yongming clearly saw the threat flashed by Mo Shangjun's eyes.

After a pause, he immediately changed his mind to Yongming, "Instructor Mo."

"What's the matter?" Mo Shangyun asked him leisurely.

"Don't you think," glanced left and right, and Xiang Yongming ran beside Mo Shangyun, trying to keep up with the speed of the motorcycle, and asked in a low voice, "Is the Lin Pai leader too late recently?"

"do not think so."

Mo Shangyun answered lazily.

"No," Xiang Yongming was surprised. "She has been very manic recently. She is like chicken blood on the training ground. She refuses to listen to it after a break. Before telling her a few words, she responded very well. Yes, I don’t care about people right now. Mo Vice... Instructor Mo, do you want to pay attention?"

Mo Shangyun slowed down the speed of the motorcycle a lot, and then raised an eyebrow at him, "Are you paying close attention to her?"

"Hey."

Xiang Yongming grinned at her, almost assuming Mo Shangyun's guess.

Mo Shangyun retracted his gaze.

Then, Youzai said, "I ran out of the first thirty, and your suggestion can be considered."

"……what?"

Xiang Yongming didn't respond for a while.

The first thirty? !

he? !

Xiang Yongming subconsciously estimated the number of people.

In front of him, there are estimated to be...280 people.

According to his usual strength, it can be guaranteed to be within 100, but if it is added to the front...

Damn, the more you get to the front, the more abnormal you are.

Within the first fifty years, all of them are plug-in existences.

However, Lin Qi’s recent state is indeed not right, Xie Ling still has to be the bell man, the thing is because of Mo Shangyun, he estimates that only Mo Shangyun can open Lin Qi’s heart.

Sliding toward Yongming's throat, then, hippie smiled at Mo Shangyun to bargain, "Instructor Mo, can you relax?"

"Otherwise," Mo Shangyun squinted him, "25?"

by!

Come here again!

Xiang Yongming: "..."

After hesitating, Xiang Yongming gritted his teeth fiercely, and put down his words towards Mo Shangyun, "The first thirty, speak!"

As soon as he put the words down, Xiang Yongming speeded up his feet, and for a time he rushed in front of Mo Shangjun.

Continue to drive the car, Mo Shangjun looked at Xiang Yongming running all the way, frowning.

Knowing that he can't run, he can still grind his teeth and rush forward, unlike Xiang Yongming's work style.

However, this phenomenon is not bad.

The corners of the lips on the ink are slightly hooked, and the speed remains the same. Raising your hand and picking up the horn, aiming at the last group of people, "I have heard it, the last 5 people, regardless of whether the results are unqualified, all will be increased. 5 points deduction."

As soon as he had finished speaking, Mo Shangyun slowly put the horn back.

Then, play again and again.

"Listen well, the last 5 people, regardless of whether the results are unqualified, will be deducted by 5 points."

"Listen well, the last 5 people, regardless of whether the results are unqualified, will be deducted by 5 points."

...

In the repetitive sound of the horn, Mo Shangjun heard clearly, the footsteps behind him gradually became messy, and the speed was obviously accelerated. At the same time, there were swearing around all over the place. .

Mo Shangyun, as if he didn't hear it, still kept pace with them.

The effect is obvious.

Mo Shangyun played the horn all the way to the end of the five kilometers.

Then, the last 5 people were mercilessly deducted points.

——Two of the five people are female soldiers in Group B.

Five people were lying on the ground tiredly. When they were in a trance, they saw Mo Shangyun standing next to the motorcycle, his head slightly lowered, holding a roster and pen in his hand, and were deducting points one by one.

"Show me."

Mo Lier deducted a good score, and Mo Shangyun suddenly said to the assistant teacher who remembered the nouns and time.

The teaching assistant gave her the list without hesitation.

Mo Shangjun took it, scanning the code one by one from beginning to end.

The code name and name have already been matched. She remembers the first day of the day. The paper is full of code numbers and time figures, but it does not hinder her browsing.

The top ten are very good, and squeezed into three female soldiers-You Nianyu, Yu Yitong, Qin Xue.

The top 30 list is also not unexpected, basically all are a group of people who usually perform well.

Finally, her eyes fell on the codename 088.

088, Xiang Yongming.

50th.

Her eyebrows moved slightly. If she remembered correctly, Xiang Yongming usually had a score between 70-90. There was basically no one over 70.

This time, I jumped 20 places directly.

Not bad.

Mo Shangjun finally glanced at Yangui's achievements, and then returned the list to the teaching assistant.

Yangui, 80th.

Some of him suffered.

*

Six o'clock.

The sky was bright and the vision gradually became clear.

Armed with crossing and carrying logs training, Mo Shangyun did not follow them one by one, but waited for them directly on the spot.

Armed crossing, one after another, carrying logs training, one after another.

The initial starting point is the final ending point.

However, this does not prevent Mo Shangjun from understanding the personal results of the students in these two subjects.

"I'm lazy here."

Peng Yuqiu drove the car, passing Mo Shangyun, who was resting beside the motorcycle, ridiculously said.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes.

Just as Peng Yuqi drove the car, Mu Cheng and Ji Ruonan were not there.

"Where?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow.

After stopping the car, Peng Yuqiu's elbow rested on the window, and the peach blossom eyes bent slightly, which was very ecstatic. He said meaningfully: "Talk with you for a while."

"Does Liang Zhiqiong know?" Mo Shangjun asked unhurriedly.

"..." Peng Yuqiu was choked by her, her mouth slightly twitched, and finally confessed, "Ji Ji said that you often go to morning exercises, just now we saw traces of rock climbing next to the cliff, would like to ask if you left it? "

Speaking of which, Peng Yuqiu also added emphatically: "We are all curious."

Without concealment, Mo Shangjun nodded, "Yes."

"Climbing freehand?" Peng Yuqiu's eyes flashed with surprise.

The steep cliff, the height of forty meters or so, and the gravel everywhere, he only dared to try it under compelling circumstances, and would take certain protective measures.

Mo Shangyun... really have the guts to climb freehand.

"Ok."

"When you practiced in the morning, the sky wasn't bright yet." Peng Yuqiu asked.

"There is a flashlight."

Mo Shangyun shrugged frankly.

Peng Yuqiu smiled and continued: "Then, the rope on the river..."

He dare to ensure that he did not find the brand-new rope when he looked around before the training began.

Moreover, the binding is very irregular, there is no high platform on both sides, only borrowing trees on both sides, it seems to be casually tied.

Mu Cheng and Ji Ruonan suspected that Mo Shangjun had done it for the first time. During the exchanges, they became extremely curious about Mo Shangjun's "morning exercise".

The three rock-paper-scissors, Peng Yuqiu lost, was pushed over to ask.

However, the deeper you think, the more incredible you feel.

"Too lazy to swim, towed across."

Mo Shangjun replied lightly, Zhao Peng Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows.

"The last question," Peng Yuqiu looked at the small body of Mo Shangyun, and the fox questioned, "Isn't this the way you practice in the morning?"

"No."

After answering, Mo Shangjun put his hands around his chest and looked at him lazily.

"OK."

Peng Yuqiu nodded, seemingly determined, and drove away.

Mo Shangyun shrugged rather bored.

In fact, there is nothing to hide from a morning training process.

Peng Yuqiu wanted to go through it from beginning to end... It might be easier to ask her directly.

Mo Shangyun shook his head slightly.

At this moment, the training of carrying round logs ended one after another, and the students who dropped the round logs ran back immediately.

At first glance, Mo Shangyun saw Lin Qi's figure rushing out.

Brow frowned.

Mo Shangyun took out his whistle and blew hard, "Beep--"