Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Duan Zimu, who had been sitting at his desk before, had already stood up at this time and took two steps towards this side, near Mo Shangjun's desk.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, lowered his head slightly, glanced over the flag in Mo Shangjun's hand, and then looked at Mo Shangjun with a smile.

"Do you want to symbolically praise your creativity?" Duan Zimu smiled deeper and asked playfully.

"Thanks," Mo Shangjun stood up and took back his gaze slightly, "No."

Duan Zimu's eyes looked again at the flag in Mo Shangjun's hand.

It really is... hard to say.

The flag should be bought outside, it is a very ordinary pennant, but there are four large characters posted on it-

【Come on in Group A. 】

Yes, it is Ji Ruonan's group A, not Mo Shangyun's group B.

This is for Group A.

In other words, Mo Shangyun first expected that Group A would lose, and then prepare in advance.

As for what to do...

Duan Zimu could not guess.

However, we can also be sure that Mo Shangyun definitely did not sincerely cheer for Group A, but specifically to help others.

Compared with the performance of Ji Ruonan after the last win in Group A...

Mo Shangyun can be said to be "enemy and revenge."

However, because things are harmless and elegant, she has a lot of control over her heart, so it is also interesting.

"Let let."

Shaking the flag, Mo Shangyun reminded Duan Zimu.

Duan Zimu took a step back, then looked at her with a smile, "If you go to the cafeteria, together."

"Excuse me, I have an appointment."

Mo Shangyun's refusal was cold.

"Yan Tianxing?" Duan Zi Mu's brows moved slightly, not too many accidents.

Recently, the frequency of Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing together is obviously higher than before.

The relationship between the two seems to have been improving.

However, it seems that the relationship is not really determined.

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun tilted his eyes meaningfully, and corrected the words one by one: "Instructor Yan."

Duan Zimu's mouth twitched slightly, "Yes, Instructor Yan."

Slightly shrugged, Mo Shangyun left.

Standing on the spot, Duan Zimu raised his eyes and looked at the back of Mo Shangyun's departure, with an inexplicable expression.

*

Today, Mo Shangyun really hasn't made an appointment with Yan Tianxing, just a perfunctory excuse for Duan Zimu.

Without going to Yan Tianxing's office, Mo Shangyun went directly to the cafeteria.

After the dinner is settled, go to the kitchen operation room to see the cook squeeze the bitter gourd juice. When the bitter gourd juice is squeezed out, the time is almost up.

As soon as she left, the students who couldn't wait to eat lunch arrived.

Mo Shangyun bypassed them and went to the training ground.

In view of Mo Shangyun's self-consideration, he set the penalty for group A to start at 12:20, so group A students have 20 minutes to eat lunch.

Unlike Group B last time, I stood for an entire hour without even eating.

Unethical.

As a hands-on instructor, Mo Shangyun came to the training ground and checked all the equipment one by one to make sure that all the ropes were strong, all the stopwatches were normal, and all the props were complete.

Silently watching the several assistants she checked, her eyes always swept over the banner she placed beside her intentionally or unintentionally.

"Group A must be mad at her."

"Regardless of righteousness, the punishment of Group B last time did not hurt them so much."

"I think it's normal. Who asked Group B to punish Group A after three weeks? They have to let them return the bad breath."

"Do you think that the instructor Mo is trying to exhale group B, or is it his own taste?"

"...I choose the latter."

"No, no, the former is quite possible."

"Shall we ask?"

"..."

Collective silence.

Dare not.

After working with Mo Shangyun for so long, I have almost been in contact with Mo Shangyun.

This is definitely a deadly lord.

The most temperament is not enough, if you ask at this time, you can only find it.

Everyone sighed.

Soon, twenty minutes have passed.

All the students in Group A arrived under the leadership of Ji Ruonan.

Most of the students in Group B, as well as some male soldiers, rushed over to join in the fun.

Five people and six feet, group A plus Ji Ruonan, a total of 51 people, divided into 10 groups, Ji Ruonan's group of six people, that is, six people and seven feet.

When the crowd arrived, Mo Shangyun used it as a chair from somewhere. He was sitting on the chair drinking cold soda, tilting Erlang's legs and resting his hands on the back of the chair. ".

Behind her, stood Yan Gui, Xiang Yongming and Li Liang.

In addition to Yangui, both Xiang Yongming and Li Liang have an expression of irresistible expression. Everyone holds a small flag in their hands. On the bright red flag, the words flash in blind eyes.

As soon as the people in Group A saw the four characters, they were furious and furious, and there was flames in their eyes, and they wished they could extinguish the ash from the ink.

Oh shit!

This, this... How can a man be like this? !

Is there any morality? !

Is there any friendship? !

Can you still play well? !

Seeing that scene, Ji Ruonan silently supported his forehead.

Group A or something... It's obviously Hong Guoguo's posture to watch the joke.

Even she wanted to swear.

Not only can this “good intention” by Mo Shangjun not be rejected, but he also has to accept the “encouragement” of Mo Shangyun’s disguised form, which can really kill people.