Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Nine o'clock.

Lin Qi, who was exhausted, returned to the reconnaissance camp together with Mo Shangyun who was walking in a leisurely courtyard.

The amount of training is very large and the physical strength is also very large. But Mo Shangjun has been waiting for her at the end point. Basically, when she completed the training of a project, Mo Shangjun had already rested.

and so--

Obviously, both of them went to practice, but this one was tired and laid-back, and it fell into the eyes of the people at the base, then there was only pure abuse.

Lin Qi somehow found that he got a lot of sympathetic eyes along the way.

The two arrived in the dormitory building.

Mo Shangyun, like a trick, took out a piece of paper and gave it to Lin Qi.

"Notice that at ten o'clock in the morning, I will see them in the conference room on the first floor." Mo Shangjun ordered lightly.

"Yes."

Lin Qi immediately stood upright and clanged strongly.

The two stood close, Mo Shangyun was so screamed by her ears that her ears hurt a little, her eyebrows were raised slightly, and she glanced at her rather speechlessly.

Startled, it really was...

Turn upstairs.

Seeing Mo Shangyun's helpless and dissatisfied little action, Lin Qi was baffled.

Did she do something wrong?

*

Back in the dormitory, Mo Shangyun took a shower and put on a new set of training uniforms.

It's almost ten o'clock.

From the desk, she copied the files she had organized last night, and she went directly to the meeting room on the first floor.

The second company recruits, 18 people, all gathered.

Mo Shangyun pushed in.

The recruits who were sitting upright stood up with a "brush" and shouted in unison to her--

"Mo Fulian!"

The loud cry was deafening.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

The boys are still fighting against her.

The folder turned around in his hand, and Mo Shangyun walked straight to the front of the meeting room, turned around, and faced them.

"Sit." Mo Shangjun's voice was calm and powerful.

As soon as the words fell, all the recruits sat down in unison.

The movements are uniform and impeccable.

"You all decided to attend the chorus of the party?" Mo Shangyun asked, lowering his head and opening the folder.

"Yes!"

He answered in unison.

Flipping through the clipped paper, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and swept them, then said one word at a time, "You should know that the chorus program hit one after another."

"report!"

Xiang Yongming stood up and shouted at her.

"Say."

"We are confident that we have won a row in the chorus!" Xiang Yongming shouted firmly.

"Of course you are confident," Mo Shangjun had an extra pen in her hand, and she played with it slowly. She shrugged. "But, you can't be the master in this matter."

All recruits changed their faces.

"Report, we need a reason!"

Xiang Yongming shouted loudly, with a sharp and persistent line of sight, pushing towards the ink standing on the front.

His eyebrows moved slightly, and Mo Shangyun met his gaze. The narrow and long squint squinted. "The choice is mys. Do you need a reason?"

"..."

Suspended by such a straightforward answer, Xiang Yongming didn't know how to answer for a while.

After a pause, he continued, "Although the choice is yours, but you didn't say the reason, you cut off our chorus. Are you afraid of causing public outrage?"

"I didn't say to pinch off your chorus."

The pen was in the hand, Mo Shangjun said lightly, then lowered his head slightly and scratched the list.

Changed the number slightly.

"It takes time to practice the chorus, and it won't be worth the money in the end. So, give you two choices," Mo Shangyun looked at them. "One, just give up and give the opportunity to one. Two, within two weeks, Reaching the goal I arranged for you, two-thirds of the people are qualified, and the chorus program is yours."

With that said, Mo Shangyun took out a stack of A4 paper, "choose first, then look at the training target."

In the conference room, the sound of joints was heard.

They don't believe in Mo Shangyun.

What if she sets a goal that they can't hit?

However, if they do not agree, they will have no chance.

Zero percent and one hundred percent.

Do it, don't do it.

Mo Shangyun did not give them a chance to waste time, but gave them an accurate choice of yes or no.

Standing on the spot, Mo Shangyun talked about them, but they couldn't help hearing so well. Occasionally hearing a few words that questioned her character, it made her mood a little unbeautiful.

I can't stand this bunch of little rabbits.

At last--

All opinions were fed back to Xiang Yongming.

The meeting room gradually became quieter.

"report!"

Standing up, Xiang Yongming's voice was powerful and his eyes were burning.

"Answer." Mo Shangyun looked at him lazily.

"We promised," Xiang Yongming just gave the answer, and added a sentence in time, "but you are not allowed to regret it!"

"..." Ignoring his warning directly, Mo Shangjun put the stack of paper on the table in the first row, "Everybody's training goal, give it away."

"Yes!"

The recruits closest to her responded firmly, with a little nervousness.

Seeing this, Mo Shangjun twitched his mouth slightly, but turned away very calmly.

*

As soon as she left, the meeting room boiled again.

Each recruit recruits his training goals nervously.

Xiang Yongming was mixed in it and looked at other people’s training goals. Everyone was different. They should be arranged according to their personal abilities and potentials. The set goals were also reasonable, not as they thought. metamorphosis.

It was less than a day since the recruits decided to sing a chorus.

Mo Shangjun analyzed the capabilities of each recruit and controlled their room for improvement...

Even if he had been studying this all day, Xiang Yongming had to look at her ability differently.

"Yongming, this is yours!"

Suddenly, someone handed an A4 paper to him.

Xiang Yongming took it subconsciously.

The man patted his shoulder and said sympathetically to him, "Take care."

"..."

Xiang Yongming lowered his head, glanced at the training target, and the corners of his mouth snapped.

Uh……

He put away that change to Mo Shangyun.

He remembered that when he opposed Mo Shangyun, she took a pen and drew it down on the paper.

result--

Is changing his training goals!

The 400-meter obstacle training time was crossed out with a signature pen, and then a new time was changed.

Xiang Yongming carefully recognized it and found that she was shortened by ten seconds!

This woman is also a little stingy, right? !