Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Instructor Mo, when will Group B fight back?" Song Ci asked enthusiastically. "We are all looking forward to it."

Surprisingly, just after the words of Song Ci were asked, the eyes of Tang Poetry and Yuan Qu suddenly shone, and the expression was extremely obvious.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun chuckled, "Confidential."

Three people: "..."

"Is this bad?" Song Ci mouthed.

"pretty good."

Mo Shangjun put his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes slowly swept over them, and then he left.

The three were stunned, and then watched her leave.

"How is it," Tang Shi said excitedly towards the two of them, "Is she great?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Song Ci nodded, somewhat perfunctory.

Yuan Qu scratched the back of the head and smiled, "It's pretty powerful, whether it's a student or an instructor."

"There are still people!" Tang Shi added emphatically.

"Correct!"

Yuan Qu nodded.

Based on the meal she was asked to eat last time, he can conclude that Mo Shangyun is definitely a good person.

Regardless of Mo Shangjun's training methods, she definitely doesn't want what some people say-not thinking of students, brutality, not caring about things, and being self-righteous.

On the contrary, he felt that Ji Ruonan, who was highly praised among the students, actually did not do well on ink.

These trainees are here to hone and do not need to care everywhere.

It is indeed a good thing to be full of hope and guarantee mentality. However, if it has always been in this state, when it comes to the real battlefield, when it is necessary to face the cruel survival and crisis, it is easy to collapse.

Therefore, like Tang Shi, he firmly believed that what Mo Shangyun did was right.

*

It's seven o'clock, twenty minutes left.

Mo Shangyun appeared on the training ground.

Her eyes swept across the training ground, and finally fell on the single parallel bars.

As she expected, Lin Qi practiced here.

At this moment, abdominal training is being performed on the horizontal bar.

Mo Shangyun approached in the direction of the single parallel bars, staring at Lin Qi who had found her but had deliberately ignored it.

Lin Qi was dripping with sweat and only wore a short sleeve. The clothes were already wet for the most part. All he saw were dark wet colors. There was sweat sliding from the air, throwing an arc, and then fell to the dirt surface, and disappeared in an instant. No trace, leaving only a deep mark.

Mo Shangjun stood beside the horizontal bar.

There was no sound, and quietly watched Lin Qi go round and round the abdomen.

After doing three more, Lin Qi glanced at Mo Shangyun intentionally or unintentionally, and then jumped off the horizontal bar.

Raising his hand to pick up the jacket and training cap shelved aside, Lin Qi didn't even have time to wipe the sweat, and directly put the training cap on her wet hair, intending to leave.

"Talk?"

Mo Shangjun leaned against the horizontal bar, playing with a black whistle in his hand, and lazily invited Lin Qi to him.

Glancing at her coldly, Lin Qi said coldly: "We have nothing to talk about."

"A lot of people worry about you."

Mo Shangyun didn't seem to hear her, and explained his intentions bluntly.

Lin Qi paused, looking at Mo Shangyun coldly, "I don't need to worry."

"But they all feel that this is my responsibility." Mo Shangyun said slowly.

"Why," Lin Qi immediately lowered her eyebrows and stared at her expressionlessly, "Do you want me to clarify?"

Raising his hands and rubbing his ears, facing the words of Lin Qi's character pin, Mo Shangyun was not annoyed and angry, "That is not necessary, after all, it is a fact."

Lin Qi snorted, "Don't be passionate, I have nothing to do with you."

"Yes, I am passionate." Mo Shangyun paused, helplessly said, "But the problem is, many people are as passionate as I am."

Standing upright, Mo Shangyun put the whistle back in his pocket, facing Lin Qi directly, and continued: "To be honest, I can't understand your anger. It's okay to quit the exam, and the instructor is nothing, I haven't told anyone Necessary."

"It's my problem," Lin Qi frowned, and his tone was mixed with anger. "It's all my own passion, okay. I'm imposing my ideas on you. I won't make this mistake again. But , Mo Shangyun, you figured it out, even if you are an instructor, you don’t have the right to stop me from training on my own, not to mention that I’m not a soldier under your group. What I want to do, to what extent I do, it’s all My business, like a person like you who lives differently, why do you bend down to take care of my business? Don’t you like to ask for trouble?"

Mo Shangyun looked at her quietly.

Lin Qi was obviously not breathing down, and was now on his head, his breath was a little heavy, his chest was up and down, and his eyes were cold and angry.

Mo Shangyun doesn't like to explain to those who are angry.

Because when it comes to emotions, the idea will be more or less extreme.

She has a bad temper, so she doesn't want to argue hard, let alone accept the anger of others.

In the same way, she doesn't want to anger herself to suppress others' anger.

"Just say it again," Mo Shangyun calmly said, "The body is your own, and you know how many injuries you have. To be honest, in your current state, it is impossible to complete this training session. If you just want to follow me You don’t need it. But personally, you can’t surpass me. As far as the AB group is concerned, I don’t care if the group B will win. No matter what your purpose is, it won’t affect me for the time being.”

After a pause, Mo Shangyun continued: "This training is a good springboard for you. You can take this opportunity to walk farther than me and climb higher than me. If you give up because of impulsiveness so good Chance, then, I can only express regret for you."

Lin Qi was shocked.

Such an explicit statement unexpectedly calmed her down.

Mo Shangyun's analysis is not unreasonable...

She only cares about the competition, knowing that this state can not support this training, she did not mind, vent all her grievances and anger in the training ground, only training can make her get a short calm.

However, if she was forced to leave due to her injuries during the training-

She will lose the opportunity at her fingertips.

Is it worth it to influence the future in order to get on the ink?

Lin Qi narrowed her eyebrows slightly. It seemed that Daigo was initiating, and her brain was quite awake.

For a moment, Ben Shangmo felt less hateful, but when he thought of Mo Shangjun's docile tone, Lin Qi's anger rose again.

"Since you are not happy," Lin Qi looked at Mo Shangyun and asked coldly, "Who came to you?"

"Xiang Yongming." Mo Shangyun shrugged and answered frankly.

Xiang Yongming?

Some were surprised that Mo Shangyun would be moved to Yongming, but also irritated that Mo Shangyun was moved to Yongming.

With a cold face, Lin Qi put on her coat and walked away.

Glancing at her back, Mo Shangyun leaned against the horizontal bar, slightly raised her head, and looked at the dark sky.

As night fell, the moon had just appeared, and a few stars were lit up, sparsely distributed.

Living differently...?

Mo Shangjun hooked his lips.

Who will live the same as others?

Whose living method is not various?

The evening breeze blew up, gently blowing up the scattered hair, floating gently on the ear, itchy.

Mo Shangyun stood quietly for a while, and when the gathering whistle sounded, he left.

*

Mo Shangyun wandered around the base until nine in the evening.

Around, and finally came to the office building near.

After looking at the time, Mo Shangyun decided to go directly to bed.

however--

"Peng Yuqiu, you made it clear, who is that woman?!"

Liang Zhiqiong's angry voice fell clearly to the bottom of his ear.

There is a moment of stunned spirit on the ink.

What happened to Peng Yuqiu and Liang Zhiqiong?

Looking at the sound, he suddenly saw Peng Yuqiu and Liang Zhiqiong standing beside the road. Liang Zhiqiong held onto Peng Yuqiu's collar tightly. His angry expression was extremely obvious under the light, while Peng Yuqiu was particularly helpless , Thick eyebrows locked.

"Liang Zhiqiong, you should pay attention to your size."

Peng Yuqiu took her hand away and Shen Sheng told her.

"You!" Liang Zhiqiong was so angry that he stepped on Peng Yuqiu's feet fiercely. "How should I pay attention to the size, you are hooking up a woman on the phone, what am I asking?"

Peng Yuqiu's complexion sank.

Seeing Peng Yuqiu's sullen expression, Liang Zhiqiong was slightly stunned, and then shouted loudly: "You have ignored me recently, is it because of her?!"

Peng Yuqiu frowned tightly.

Seeing him like this, Liang Zhiqiong felt more and more wrong and raised his hand and smashed it towards Peng Yuqiu.

"Liang Zhiqiong."

A cool voice came from the ear, and a hand extended from the air directly stopped Liang Zhiqiong's movements.

Liang Zhiqiong froze for a moment, and immediately wanted to break free of his wrist, but when he saw Mo Shangyun, he suddenly stopped.