Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Instructor Mo!"

Mucheng shouted diligently and cautiously.

Seeing his expression, Mo Shangyun suddenly guessed the PK result of the third week.

"What's the situation?" Mo Shangjun asked in a favorable way.

His eyes moved, and Mucheng asked with a smile, "Guess?"

"How many points did Group B exceed?" Mo Shangjun asked back.

"..." Seeing Mo Shangyun's face with confidence, Mu Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, disappointed, "Not many, it will be ten points."

"Oh."

Mo Shangjun responded faintly, with no response.

Mu Cheng stared at her for a few moments. Although he felt as expected, he was somewhat disappointed.

This man... is boring, too boring.

I can't feel the joy of life.

At this time-

Upstairs, someone walked down again.

As soon as the two of them turned their attention, they saw Ji Ruonan's figure.

Similarly, Ji Ruonan, who noticed the two of them, took the lead in saying to Mo: "Instructor Mo, congratulations."

"Supper."

Mo Shangyun looked at her with a smile, very straightforward reminder.

Ji Ruonan froze for a moment, and then recovered, thinking that this person really did not suffer at all, and then nodded: "OK, invite you for supper tomorrow night."

With that said, Ji Ruonan asked again: "What time does it start?"

Mo Shangyun thought about it, then raised his eyebrows, "Eight o'clock."

Eight o'clock.

In other words, before eight o'clock, complete all the training of female soldiers.

This task is a bit arduous. Ji Ruonan thought about it a little, thinking that if he didn't practice, he should be able to complete it with a single effort. In addition, this matter was originally that she promised Mo Shangyun, and it was impossible to return midway. It was too late for the students to have fun, so she still made up her mind.

"it is good."

Ji Ruonan definitely answered.

After listening to the conversation and guessing the approximate Mucheng, he smiled and asked: "Can you add me another one?"

"Do you have time?" Mo Shangyun glanced at him lightly, striking the point.

Mucheng: "..."

Between people, there is really no warmth.

"Do you want to go to the dormitory together?" Ji Ruonan changed the subject in time, so as not to continue to hurt Mu Cheng's fragile heart.

"Nope."

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

If she loses, she can still go shopping and do ideological education symbolically, but won... It’s not interesting to watch a group of fools.

Shaking hands with the two, Mo Shangjun went directly to the stairs.

Ji Ruonan and Mu Cheng looked helplessly at each other.

Mo Shangjun's reaction did not surprise them, so he took back his eyes and went straight to the dormitory building.

Mo Shangyun returned to the office.

On her desk, she placed a copy of the latest score statistics.

Sitting down, Mo Shangyun took a moment to read the statistics one by one.

This week, the growth of Group B is indeed great, and Group A is not to be outdone. Although the incident of Ji Ruonan and the undercover brought them a certain impact, most of them did not affect the training.

Under the persecution of Group B, who is still in pursuit, no matter how difficult it is to calm down, they will put their minds on training.

In the eyes of these pioneers, ensuring their victory is more important than anything.

After reading this statistic, Mo Shangyun saw that there was one piece left, and he was a little surprised, and found that the last piece of paper was not bound, and Mo Shangyun directly pulled it out.

At a glance, happy.

Tomorrow's list of punishment items for Group A will be selected by Mo Shangjun among many items.

"Knock. Knock."

The door was knocked twice.

Upon hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and saw Yan Tianxing standing at the door.

After knocking on the door, Yan Tianxing walked in directly, took a hot water cup in his hand, and walked to Mo Shangjun's desk without hesitation.

"Just right."

Mo Shangjun put the paper in his hand on the table and tapped it gently on the finger.

"Well." Putting the water glass on the hand of Mo Shanjun, Yan Tianxing stopped at the side, and then whispered, "How?"

Pushing the paper directly to Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun said slowly: "Help me pick and choose which punishment is most appropriate."

"Won?"

The corners of his lips lightly laughed, and Yan Tianxing picked up the paper.

Picking up the water glass and pouring it backwards, Mo Shangjun leaned on the chair and unscrewed the cap, "Uh."

Yan Tianxing glanced.

All the punishment items were thought by the instructor and the teaching assistant together. After summarizing, I finally showed him.

Anyway, it was student punishment at the time, Yan Tianxing did not care, just glanced away.

Now it looks carefully, except for the previous ones that are still normal, the others... are a little bit of fun.

However, all those marked on the ink are the last few items.

What tickle does not smile for five minutes; cross the male soldier across the dug bridge; five people and six feet run 400 meters in the prescribed time...

"Your last punishment, was you standing?"

Yan Tianxing reminded him gently.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun nodded very calmly.

The punishment at that time was also chosen by Ji Ruonan, she did not participate. The punishment this time is up to her to choose... reasonable.

Since it is her choice, it is naturally unrestricted. All the items are written on the list and the list is passed. Then all the items above can be selected. She did not force to add any of the above items. All take for granted.

Who can say her is not?

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Say something.

A friend poked me this morning and said that "Ace Sniper Domineering Mad Wife" was plagiarized. When I looked at it, from the book title, introduction, cover, content... basically it was a slight change, even the name of the protagonist. There are repeated words. At first glance, I thought it was the same humanities.

Although I haven't contacted the author, I can also see the author's intention to study "Ace".

Of course, the matter has now been resolved, but I would like to advise that instead of risking and copying other people’s texts, it’s better to think more about your own texts. Other people’s owns are other people’s own. That's right.

Write this thing, the bottle always feels that it can't be perfunctory, and it must be worthy of the work and worthy of itself.

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There is another second, (*/ω╲*) The reason why the bottle changed late is that the aunt came, and it hurts all day and night, /(ㄒoㄒ)/~