Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Because of the results of Group B, they show some doubts about your ability to lead troops."

"Oh."

Hearing the ability to lead troops, Mo Shangyun was extremely calm.

In front of her and Wu Jiu, it is not easy to ask questions, after avoiding her, to understand the ability of her in this area with other people, it is completely understandable.

After a half-step forward, Ji Ruonan stared at her eyes and asked suddenly: "So far, do you still plan to let Group B die on its own?"

Looking at Ji Ruonan calmly, Mo Shangyun ticked his lips, "I think you have a certain misunderstanding about me."

"Oh?" Ji Ruonan raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't let Group B die on its own."

Ji Ruonan micro-ton, continued: "Your group B students think so."

"You don't need to use aggressive methods against me," Mo Shangjun shrugged, turned around, and after walking a few steps forward, raised his hand and waved at Ji Ruonan, "Relax, Group B will definitely win."

Without bold words and ambitions, without full confidence, Mo Shangyun is like stating a future fact, not frustrated or concerned about the current failure of Group B, and does not think that the future counterattack of Group B is worth showing off Thing.

Ji Ruonan suddenly had a feeling——

All this follows the script that Mo Shangyun arranged in advance.

Duan Mu quietly looked at the dialogue between the two, and saw Mo Shangjun leave, did not stay in place for a long time, and walked past Ji Ruonan slowly, keeping up with the pace of Mo Shangjun going away.

Seeing Duan Zimu's figure, Ji Ruonan was shocked again.

Think carefully, when Mo Shangjun was just questioned, Duan Zimu didn't seem to stand up and help Mo Shangjun talk.

On the contrary, it is to be honest, and it does not mean half-maintenance.

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*

As the saying goes, there is no airtight wall in the world.

Mo Shangjun and others appeared in the training ground with the leaders and in the cafeteria together, but they did not avoid the students.

By the afternoon, almost all the students knew that a leader carrying Venus had come here to inspect it, and the prospect was particularly large. He suspected that it was a person of great standing in the military region.

At the same time, some people gradually mentioned Mo Shangyun, saying that the leaders read their transcripts and expressed certain doubts about Mo Shangjun who led Group B.

Mo Shangjun, Ji Ruonan, Duan Zimu all kept this matter very tight, never mentioned it to anyone, and even Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng kept silent.

The news came out, it is estimated that the trainees who passed by had overheard.

However, no matter what kind of channel, after all, it came out, so Mo Shangyun succeeded in becoming the focus of their discussion and attention.

There are even people who bet secretly, guess when Group B will be defeated, and guess whether Mo Shangyun will take action next to restore his dignity as an instructor.

However, they have no final conclusion about the former's suspicion, while they are completely disappointed with the latter's speculation.

After noon, until the next night, no one saw Mo Shangyun's figure.

I haven't even seen her at dinner.

In fact--

Mo Shangyun, who was so obsessed with them, stayed in the office for overtime for the whole day and a half.

Don't live by yourself.

The work accumulated by Mo Shangyun, after being forced to delay for half a day, adds a lot of work.

In addition, Yan Tianxing is about to come back, the time is very fast, and Mo Shangyun has no choice but to stay in the office to work overtime all day.

Duan Zimu once brought her a meal and found that she changed the background of the computer desktop to six words-

[Sinners do not live. 】

At that time he almost didn't squeeze and laughed directly.

Of course, Mo Shangyun discovered such an obvious emotion, so later Mo Shangyun would not let Duan Zimu approach.

You can bring your meal, let go.

But Mo Shangyun, who was busy working, didn't know that the six words on her desktop were also talked about in the circle of instructors and teaching assistants.

On April 9th, Mo Shangjun finally finished the pile of work.

After printing out the latest collated data, Mo Shangjun picked up the food packaged by Duan Zimu. When he was about to start eating, he heard the knocking sound of "knockknock" from outside.

All three in the office looked up.

I saw Mu Cheng waving a stack of paper, and said to them with great excitement: "The results of the two groups of AB are calculated. When do you plan to announce it?"

"Give me a copy."

Mo Shangjun glanced at him, put his head down to pick up the rice with a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

"you sure?"

Mu Cheng froze for a moment, suspecting that he had misheard.

Group B obviously lost. Mo Shangyun has all the students’ achievements this week. Why do you want this summary and comparison to find yourself suffering?

"Why," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, sloppyly splashing dirty water on Mucheng. "The failed team, even a score report must be pulled down?"

"No, no," Mu Cheng walked in immediately with the statistics list. First, Ji Ruonan and Peng Yuqiu, who were close to the door after looking at it, simply gave each one a copy, and then took another copy to Moshangyun. At the desk, "Come and come, this is yours, look good, don't get angry."

Put the list of statistics on the table, and Mu Cheng deliberately thieves.

"Comrade Mucheng, your attitude towards each other," Mo Shangyun clipped a pair of green beans with chopsticks, but didn't eat it. He looked up at Mucheng, who was full of good dramas, and groaned out loudly, "It's wrong, look down on us Group B?"

"How is it possible!" Mu Cheng immediately put away the expression of watching the movie and expressed his position very firmly. "Comrade Mo Shangjun, don't be discouraged because of a failure. We all support you and hope that the next score will be counted. At that time, you can see Group B shine."

Recently, she has been in contact with Yangui for a long time, and she has successfully practiced her kung fu skills.

"Thank you."

After being repeatedly reminded of the "Group B lost", Mo Shangyun was unhappy and responded lazily, sending the green beans to his mouth.

Mu Cheng smiled, and then mysteriously glanced at the computer desktop.

I wanted to look at the legendary "self-inflicted, can't live", but this look, but a chill.

A bright red background-the national flag of the East.

Mu Cheng felt that he was blinded, deeply aware that his mental consciousness was not high enough, and silently moved away from his eyes with accusations against himself.

Mo Shangyun was too lazy to control him.

The fluttering red flag was really set on purpose, blinding the eyes of certain inquisitive instructors.

"I'll announce it later."

Ji Ruonan glanced at the results after finishing, and looked up to Mucheng.

Mucheng nodded and said, "Then it will be around nine o'clock. If it is too late, it is estimated that they cannot see it."

"Where is the post?" Mo Shangyun interjected idly.

"The bulletin board downstairs." Mu Cheng answered for granted.

"No." Mo Shangyun shook his head.

"Why won't it work?"

Mo Shangyun thought about it for a while, and then said: "You can post it and give me an electronic version later."

"What do you want to do?" Mu Cheng stared at her suspiciously.

"Stay here as a commemorative, always remind yourself to make progress." Mo Shangjun said seriously.

"..."

Ha ha.

Mucheng can only show a fake smile on Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun will know to make himself better? !

After glancing at the wall of paper, the smile on Mu Cheng's face became more and more fake.

Pull it!

However, he faintly felt that Mo Shangyun's calmness at this moment would be in stark contrast to the frustration and irritability of Group B.

The encounter of Group B was definitely arranged by Mo Shangjun.

So Mo Shangyun looked so happy.

The more I thought about it, the more terrified Mo Shangyun was. Mucheng touched his nose, took the rest of the statistics, said goodbye to the three, and then quickly walked out of the office door.

Mo Shangyun continued to eat his own takeaway.

Duan Zimu glanced at Yun Jun, read the statistics list in his hand one by one, and finally ticked his lips.

I'm looking forward to Mo Shangyun's next move.

It should be interesting.

*

It's nine o'clock.

Carrying a stack of paper, Mo Shangyun walked downstairs to the student dormitory.

When she arrived, Mu Cheng had posted a list of statistics and left, and in front of the bulletin board, she had gathered a lot of students who had already completed the training.

Not only the female soldiers participating in the PK, but also the male soldiers, many have come to join in the fun.

"It's weird. The overall strength of Group A and Group B should not be far from each other. Why is it only a week that the score is so much worse?"

"What's so strange, the instructors are different. Look at the other instructors. They always run to the dormitory building, caring about the life of the female soldiers in group A, and taking the wounded to the infirmary in person. If you want me, it's so good. The instructor must also bring up the grades, so that she cannot be embarrassed."

"Don't talk nonsense. Instructor Mo is also responsible for combat training. Where can he be as empty as instructor Ji?"

"Fighting training twice a week, will you be busy arriving in the dormitory building?"

Looking back 100 times, I want to follow his theory.

however--

Afterglow in the corner of the eye, he glanced at someone standing outside the crowd.