Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"puff--"

By phone, Mo Shangyun had an ominous hunch.

Sure enough, at the next moment, I heard the instructor's low and eerie voice--

"Long Commander Lang, I have washed my face."

The anger in the voice and the repressive irritability fell completely to the ear by phone.

Mo Shangyun thought about the scene, and then, he could understand the instructor's emotion at the moment.

"Instructor, come, wipe."

Lang Yan's stiff voice sounded, and the flattering pretentiousness was mixed with a sense of incongruity.

Mo Shangyun touched his nose, hesitating whether to hang up.

Of course, the instructor soon asked coldly: "Why, who should I call?"

"This one……"

Lang Yan prolonged his voice, and hesitated whether he should tell the instructor truthfully, and let Mo Shangjun share some hatred.

"Cough," Mo Shangyun lowered his voice and shouted him heavily, "Long Company Commander."

"..."

There was silence for a while.

Immediately followed by the strange voice of the instructor, "It turned out to be Mo Fulian."

Turn on hands-free?

Mo Shangyun's eyelids jumped.

After a moment of thought, Mo Shangjun pretended to hear nothing, silently took the phone away, and then hung up.

The instructor or something... she didn't know anything.

Mo Shangyun thought without guilty conscience.

At the end, the phone was turned off.

Two minutes later, Lang Yan and the instructor who dialed Mo Shangyun's phone again heard the prompt of "shutdown", looked at each other, and their mood was really a bit complicated.

"This Mo Fulian is quite funny...ha."

Lang Yanchao's instructor forcibly smiled, but the smile was so stiff that the last word changed so lightly that even the sound changed.

The instructor's face was dark and he stared at Lang Yan without help.

Think about it with your toes, Mo Shangyun was conscientious enough to pinch the phone and turn off the phone.

He was sprayed with water on that face, and the root must have been on Mo Shangyun.

However, Mo Shangyun is far away from the sky, how can he take Mo Yunyun?

At most I was depressed for a while.

*

Mo Shangjun returned to his seat and threw the phone back into the drawer.

Faintly, I felt the sight of Mu Di from the next door.

Mo Shangyun leaned his head and noticed that Duan Zimu's expression looked like a smile.

"Why?" Mo Shangjun lowered his eyebrows.

"Call the company commander?" Duan Zimu asked unhurriedly.

Mo Shangyun called and did not hide her tuck. What she said over there basically fell into Duanzi's ears.

Even Ji Ruonan, who came in later, heard a lot of things.

At the moment, Ji Ruonan, who is opposite, is still looking at the ink painting intentionally or unintentionally.

It is estimated that there is some curiosity about their comradeship.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun responded generously.

Duan Zimu stared at her for a moment, seeing that she had no other expression, and then withdrew her gaze.

It is heard that Mo Shangyun and Lin Qi are the only female officers in their company and even the entire battalion.

It must be the darling of the entire battalion. Talking with the company commander in that ridiculous tone should only be used to, and not to have any special relationship.

Originally, Mo Shangyun was upset, and Duan Zimu was too lazy to ask for trouble, and didn't ask Mo Shangyun any more.

Ji Ruonan also withdrew his thoughts of inquiry in a timely manner, suppressed his curiosity about Mo Shangyun, and continued to process the materials to be prepared for the meeting.

The meeting was set at ten o'clock. Two hours before the meeting began, Mo Shangyun's office, as well as the office next door, were in an atmosphere of serious tension that was hard to see.

In addition to Mo Shangyun, who is already prepared, other instructors, and even Xiao Chuyun, who is rigorous in his work, are seriously handling materials.

The training plan for May was roughly finalized before the training began.

However, the actual combat is different from the philosophy. Before the training began, they only knew that all the trainees were selected talents. After a close observation of the trainees in April, they learned enough data, and they must detail these data. Reasonable analysis, and then put forward targeted opinions on the May training plan.

In other words, it proposes corresponding training programs for students of all levels.

This should have been Yan Tianxing’s business, and it had nothing to do with them. The reason why they are so serious is that Yan Tianxing will test them during the meeting; Good; the third is to argue with the new instructor. Since the new instructor has so many opinions on the training in May, they must not be able to act ignorant in front of the new instructor.

All in all, for various reasons, they must deal with this meeting carefully and carefully.

Only Mo Shangyun, after preparing all the materials, went to the cooking class to rub and eat in the name of "checking the student's food".

In the morning, I only ate two buns. The meeting at noon might not be long. She should fill her stomach first.

*

In the morning, ten o'clock.

Meeting room on the first floor of Suban Building.

All instructors and even teaching assistants are assembled in the meeting room.

Mo Shangyun stepped on it.

With information, a notebook, and a signature pen in his hand, as soon as he arrived at the door of the meeting room, he saw many pairs of eyes sweeping towards him.

The look, like a thousand arrows, made ink on Yun Jun in an instant, and received an unimaginable baptism.

It was also at that moment that Mo Shangyun glanced across the three new instructors, clearly seeing their dissatisfaction with themselves.