Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangyun glanced at the people in the dormitory.

The bed on the left has Jiang Tingzhi, Qin Lian, Lou Lantian and Du Guihua.

The bed on the right is filled with midsummer and Shen Qianqian.

"Instructor Mo."

"Instructor Mo."

"ink……"

Someone shouted intermittently, not greeted heartily.

"300."

Mo Shangyun shouted suddenly.

"To!"

Tang Shi, who was 300, shouted abruptly, with shining stars in his eyes, looking at Mo Shangyun quite expectantly.

"Come here." Mo Shangjun said nothing.

"Yes!"

Tang Shi immediately put down the pot in his hand and ran towards Mo Shangyun with joy.

Qin Lian gave her a silent look.

Mo Shangyun came here for a trip, is it so happy?

Seeing Tang Shi coming to him, Mo Shangjun took out a double-sided tape from his pocket and handed over 10 statistical lists that were not stapled together to Tang Shi.

"this is?"

Tang Shi took it in wonder, blinking his eyes, looking at Mo Shangyun for unknown reasons.

"Knockknock."

Mo Shangyun directly raised his hand and knocked on the door.

It was not until all the attention in the dormitory was transferred that Mo Shangyun said slowly: "The dormitory head of 406 is tentatively set at 300."

After finishing speaking, Mo Shangjun looked at Tang Shi with a confused face and said, “This week’s two groups of AB’s statistics lists, two for each dormitory, one for posting to the door, and one for holding the recitation. The next week, I will be at any time Spot check."

Tang Shi's eyes widened blankly, and his mouth grew into an "O" shape.

What?

Did she get it right?

"What?" Shen Qianqi came over in amazement, "Recite?!"

She had no opinion on making Tang Shi the head of the dormitory, but what the **** was this inexplicably memorized task?

"Instructor Mo, aren't you?" Jiang Tingzhi also stopped and walked a few steps towards the door. "We have no time for training, and, recite this, is it meaningless?"

Qin Lian raised her eyes and stared closely at Mo Shangyun outside the door. The only thought in her mind was-

Mo Shangyun is crazy.

Insane by a failure.

The crazy result is to find them to start.

"It makes no sense, I have the final say. You," Mo Shangjun turned his head to Tang Shi, "Come with me."

"Yes!"

Tang Shi focused on the head.

Mo Shangyun walked towards the other dormitory, Tang Shi honestly followed her.

Mo Shangjun is responsible for handing over the dormitory directors of each dormitory, while Tang Shi is responsible for distributing the double-sided tape and statistical list in his hand, and at the same time telling each dormitory the "reciting task" in detail.

Gradually, this incident shocked all the dormitory. The students in group B, as long as they were still in the dormitory, all gathered in the corridor, and the students in group A seemed to hear the movement and put down their hands one by one. Run to the corridor to join in the fun.

In a short time, the five dormitory in Group B have new dormitory heads, and at the same time, they have completely received the tasks released by Mo Shangjun.

Participants in Group B stopped doing it.

They lost so badly, Mo Shangyun didn't comfort them, they even gave them back!

Shameless!

"Instructor Mo, recite the score data, I hope you can give us a reasonable explanation."

"We are very busy, I hope you don't create unnecessary problems for us."

"This time Group B lost, I believe it is not only our reason, the way you..., it is really difficult for us to recognize."

...

After all the dormitory had been notified, a group of people could not bear the matter and the dust settled, so one by one began to protest with Mo Shangyun.

I don't dare to say too much, but there is indeed resentment against Mo Shangyun between words and lines.

If Ji Ruonan’s care for Group A is not first, they may not care about Mo Shangjun’s indifference, but the situation now is that Ji Ruonan and Mo Shangjun are in stark contrast to the way they treat the team members. Stepmother, they see in their eyes, naturally more dissatisfied with Mo Shangyun.

Right now, they have already lost. Mo Shangyun not only does not reflect on himself, but also troubles them...

If Mo Shangyun was not an instructor, they would have been isolated.

Grandma is a bear, she also deserves to be an instructor!

"Beep--"

Being annoyed by the noise, Mo Shangjun directly pulled out his whistle and blew hard.

This whistle not only penetrated the eardrums of the students on the third floor, but even the two floors below were clearly heard.

If there is no difference between men and women, the male students are afraid that they are all coming together to watch.

"No explanation," seeing them stop, Mo Shangjun played with a whistle in his hand, and said lazily, "Come on and back, and make random checks at any time. There is no reward for passing the check, there will be punishment for failure. As for time..."

Mo Shangyun thought for a while and then said, "Whenever you win Group A, you don't have to memorize when you are."

Everyone: "..."

Just when the audience was quiet, Liang Zhiqiong, who had just returned from the shower and heard the news, held two statistical lists of group AB, and looked at Mo Shangyun in the middle of the crowd incredulously, "What the hell, back this kind of thing?" Mo Shangyun, are you out of your mind?"

In an instant, everyone looked in the direction of Liang Zhiqiong in surprise.

Seeing Liang Zhiqiong's messy dress just after taking a shower, he faced Mo Shangjun head-on with indignation, and most people silently gave Mo Shanjun a thumbs up in his heart.

incredible.

It's so courageous to say everything they have in mind.

Mo Shangyun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he turned his head slowly, with an incredulous and extremely irritable look at Shang Liangqiong.

Under the eyes, a flash of murderous air flashed through.

Liang Zhiqiong, who subconsciously shouted, gradually realized that the situation was not right, felt the cold sight from Mo Shangyun's direction, and moved the corner of his mouth slightly, silently put down the list on the hand.

There is... an ominous hunch.