Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"This is the case," Mu Cheng came over and said with a smile, "I just received the student's proposal, saying that the team that lost, the instructor and the student should be punished together, so as not to make some students feel unfair."

After listening, the ink on the ink looked dark.

Li Liang!

"Cough," seeing Mo Shangjun's gloomy expression, Mu Cheng's heart is not good, but still insisted, "I just asked Chu Yun, he agreed with this suggestion, and Yu Qiu also felt good. We discussed it. , Ask what you two mean, if you both agree, this matter will be so settled."

In the end, the speed of Mucheng's speech is getting faster and faster, which is completely a mentality of "early death and early birth."

Ji Ruonan paused and said, "I have no opinion."

After finishing talking, he lowered his eyelids and looked towards Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun fell backwards, leaning comfortably on the back of the chair, "Yes."

"Then," Mu Cheng let out a long breath and asked the two of them, "Will it be okay next week?"

The fool will not explain the beginning of the day, otherwise the intention to read Mo Shangyun's joke is too obvious.

Furthermore, the relationship between Mo Shangjun and the students in Group B is now in dire straits. It is also embarrassing for Mo Shangjun to accompany the students in Group B with a penalty...

"No problem." Ji Ruonan nodded.

"Row."

Mo Shangyun made an OK gesture.

Ji Ruonan took a list of punished items, looked at Mo Shangyun a few times, and then turned around and left.

There is nothing to do tonight, she leaves first.

It was ink on the gun, it was rare to work overtime once, and directly turned on his computer.

"It's almost out of the light," glanced at the watch, and Mu Cheng asked, "Want to work overtime?"

"Schedule tomorrow's fighting list."

Mo Shangjun said lightly and took out the folder next to it.

When she opened, Mu Cheng glanced at her curiously, and saw the mark made with red pen on it. She couldn't help but stunned for a moment, and then looked closely.

The dense notes are all the marks of the students' grades, which shows that Mu Cheng's scalp is numb.

It's also weird.

Mo Shangjun's thoughts on the trainees are no less than anyone's, and he pays attention to useful places in everything he does, and his efficiency is much higher than that of Ji Ruonan.

However, so many students cannot understand.

However, this is only the first week, Mu Cheng has full confidence in Mo Shangyun.

"Inquire about something."

Mucheng looked around and walked towards Moshangjun for two steps, then lowered his voice towards Moshunyun.

"Say."

Mo Shangyun waiting for the computer to turn on, then responded.

Mu Cheng opened his mouth and just wanted to speak. It was at this time that the phone placed in the drawer "ding dong" rang.

Mo Shangjun directly opened the drawer and took out the mobile phone whose screen was still on.

It is the latest text message, sent by Mu Qixuan——

[Small slider, frogman Xia Xun, are you interested in coming? ]

Mu Cheng glanced at the screen and glanced at the screen. He suddenly saw the word "frogman" and almost choked himself.

Frogman?

I already knew that Mo Shangyun could bear, but why did I bring someone who knew the navy frogman?

And, look at this tone, the other party's position is certainly not low.

In the midst of doubts, Bingdeng saw Mo Shangjun raised his head and asked him, "What do you want to say?"

"Cough." Mu Cheng coughed, covering his guilty conscience, and whispered to her, "Want to ask you, are you confident to win next week?"

"No."

"...Okay." Mu Cheng was disappointed.

He kept betting on ink.

This time I am afraid of bleeding.

After watching Mu Mucheng's expression, Mo Shangyun added slowly, "It doesn't have to lose."

"Really?" Mu Cheng surprised.

Mo Shangjun shrugged and said nothing.

If you win or lose, it depends on the situation in Group B. She said nothing.

However, with Group B now in a state of loose sand, it is absolutely impossible to turn over within a week.

As for the bets made by Mucheng and Peng Yuqiu...

She will not reveal for the time being.

After getting Mo Shangjun's answer, Mu Cheng had a rough heart, and then left in a good mood.

Before going out, he helped Mo Shangyun close the door.

When she was left alone in the office, Mo Shangyun took out her mobile phone and responded to Mu Qixuan.

--When?

——From July to August, you should be available.

——Why, you have colluded with your instructor, so I won’t be lazy?

The next company started, three months to make Erlian sprint first, followed by March assessment, and then April-July training. Now next to the summer training of the frogman...

There really is no rest.

However, Mo Shangyun has always been interested in the training of frogmen, and has also teased Mu Qixuan. After graduation, he went to see them for a long time.

After all, they were trained on land for a long time, and the people who taught Mo Jun were all Army special forces, and they rarely talked to her about combating the ocean because they were not familiar.

On land, Mo Shangyun is very confident of himself in terms of individual combat capability. However, in the ocean or sky, Mo Shangyun is really not sure.

At most, it's just theoretical understanding. I didn't have a chance to really drive fighter planes and warships, nor did I personally participate in training such as land and sea operations.

Mo Shangjun has always been very interested in the Marine Corps. Until now, Mu Qixuan has opened this mouth. If there is time, Mo Shangjun really wants to go there.

——You should have exercises in summer, or winter training. My side is always welcome.

--Row. I will think about it.

Putting down the phone, Mo Shangyun glanced at the computer and opened the combat training folder.

As soon as I clicked on the latest document, my phone shook again.

Mo Shangyun glanced.

——Is the training still going well? Listen to the instructor said, your leaders inspected the day before yesterday, a few leaders praised you differently.

Helplessly raised his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun picked up the phone to reply.

——No way, the ability to lead troops is not possible, and is studying.

——Small slider, take out your achievements in Erlian... don’t you really want to ask for praise?

In the company of Mo Shangyun, Mu Qixuan really worried about Mo Shangyun, but for a long time, the various incidents in Erlian came over, and Mu Qixuan was completely relieved of this elementary school girl.

It is not a fuel-efficient lamp in school, even in the company.

It can be said that for Mo Shangyun, there is no bad talk, some are better and better.

It's just how much she cares about things.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the reply and chuckled.

Mo Shangyun: No, humility makes people progress.

Mu Qixuan: ...

After a few words with Mu Qixuan, Mo Shangyun put away his phone and started to deal with the fighting list.

She has a summary of all the fighting results.

These things don't need to use brains or make any decisions. Teaching assistants will usually help to do it well, but Mo Shangyun is used to do it by himself to make a deep impression on the students' strength.

After all, she had to arrange the following PK team based on these results.

The time is tight, Mo Shangyun has no intention to do anything else, and concentrates on work.

Time passes unconsciously.

When Mo Shangjun's hand came to an end, the clock hand on the wall was already pointing at zero.

Mo Shangyun stretched his waist.

Hooking your finger to the drawer on the right, Mo Shangjun intends to make a cup of coffee and continue to work.

The results of Group B were only available at night today, and there was no time to delay.

"Knock. Knock. Knock."

Immediately after taking out a piece of instant coffee, Mo Shangjun heard the knock on the door outside.

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Who?"

The answer to her was the opening of the door.

The person outside the door pushed the unlocked door open.

Mo Shangyun's eyes fell to the door, and then, when he saw the person appearing at the door, he could not help but stunned.

Standing outside the door is Yan Tianxing.

The lights in the hallway did not know when it was dark. It was dark behind Yan Tianxing. The light in the office hit him. The light was soft and bright. The handsome outline clearly appeared in the field of vision, dressed in a training uniform, mixed with a strong **** breath. But at the same time with a mysterious taste.

Seeing Yan Tianxing's face, Mo Shangyun suddenly felt sober.

came back.

Come back alive.

Zai took a closer look. At the very least, there were no obvious scars in the visible area.

"Why do not you rest?"

Looking at Mo Shangjun's desk for the first time, Yan Tianxing frowned invisible, and finally his eyes fell on the instant coffee she was holding.

"Aren't you coming back tomorrow?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

Scanning the clock on the wall, Yan Tianxing said frankly: "It's tomorrow."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Without staying at the door for a long time, Yan Tianxing walked into the door and walked directly to Mo Shangyun's desk.

"How long will it take?"

As soon as he walked over, Yan Tianxing seemed to inadvertently ask, but reached out and took the instant coffee in his hand.

Squinting at him, Mo Shangyun shrugged, "One or two hours."

Throwing instant coffee into the drawer, Yan Tianxing leaned down slightly and closed the drawer.

"Wait, I will make you a cup of tea." After that, Yan Tian paused and asked Su Shangyun suspiciously, "Don't you come?"