Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Heavy rain and thunder roared.

Mo Shangjun stood in the rain, watching Ji Ruonan lead his group A, and began to run towards the playground. It happened that the students of group B lined up in a long line, and the two long dragons met on the dark playground. Then gradually come together.

In the end, everyone's steps are in order, regardless of each other.

The night was dark, the street lights were dim, and the thunder and lightning were thunderous. This was a bleak and tragic night, but the two teams that gathered together grew up, but they added ambition to the night.

Looking quietly, Mo Shangjun gently hooked his lips.

The rain was too heavy, and there were drops of water beating on the brim, crackling, covering up the sound of shouting "one two one" on the playground.

After a moment, Mo Shangjun lazily withdrew his eyes and inadvertently glanced in the direction of Zhong Tianhao.

Yu Yu stood straight and straight, standing like a green pine, still motionless, looking straight ahead, his eyebrows squeezed, not knowing what to think about.

However, it is certain that Zhong Tianhao will certainly not pursue the quarrel between these two groups of people.

His eyebrows moved slightly, the smile on his lips deepened, and he turned around.

The sound of rain was so loud that Mo Shangyun left quietly, so that when someone came back to find her figure, she suddenly realized that she had disappeared.

Zhong Tianhao, who wanted to say a few words to Mo Shangjun, leaned his head and looked at the position of Mo Shangjun's previous stand.

In my heart, it was a little uncomfortable.

In terms of handling contradictions and disputes, from the beginning to the end, Zhong Tianhao didn't see any greatness of Mo Shangyun.

Under the order of Ji Ruonan, Group A could admit the error for the first time, but Group B could not do it, and the oil chamber was slippery, much like what Mo Shangjun taught.

A hundred times of "I'm sorry", Mo Shangjun was only responsible for giving orders. Group B was afraid that she would execute the orders without any instructor majesty.

Up to now, her trainees are still running fine, even the instructors and trainees of Group A are running with her trainees, but she has disappeared.

At this moment, in Zhong Tianhao's mind, Group B is indeed a material that can be made, and ink can be added...

Too young and too incapable of doing things.

That is to rely on the mentor's recommendation to be an instructor in this place.

Otherwise, it can only be the same as other peers, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a student.

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When Group B was about to finish running, Zhong Tianhao left.

Since Mo Shangyun is not there, Group B can dissolve after 20 laps, and the penalty for Group A has also been fixed.

There is no need to continue to observe.

At 12 o'clock, there was still 10 points left.

After all the students had finished running, Ji Ruonan and the group A students who accompanied them ran back after a short rest.

It was said that the penalty was three hours. Three hours have passed now, and Ji Ruonan did not let them continue to toss and led them directly back to the dorms for ideological education.

"What about Teacher Mo?"

"Yeah, what about her?"

Participants in Group B lying around or sitting or standing around the playground gradually realized that something was wrong after the break.

"Let's go early." You Nianyu frowned and returned to them coldly.

She watched Mo Shangyun leave with her own eyes.

Silently, without a word, he left so dashingly.

After that, I didn't see her come back.

"Leave?" Liang Zhiqiong sprang from the ground immediately. "We haven't finished running, how can she leave?"

You Nianyu glanced at her and said nothing.

She didn't know where Liang Zhiqiong came from.

After all, Mo Shangyun's behavior of leaving them away is not incomprehensible. Similar things happened more than once or twice.

"She just left, did she prove that we can go back?"

"Who knows. She always clarified what she said when she punished us."

"Don't rush back in time, wait, in case we go back and meet her in the dormitory building, maybe she will grab the braid again."

...

When the students in Group B expressed their opinions one after another, a sudden whistle sounded, and they were shocked by the cold.

Hearing this whistle, they were almost subconscious, and La La La stood up from the ground, and then gathered together to line up and integrate.

The first row is in the direction of the whistle.

The whistle was not far away, but there was a block of rain screens, and the surrounding vision was too dark. After they lined up, they saw the figure coming out of the dark place in the rain.

Mo Shangyun changed into a clean training uniform and wore a black raincoat outside. She covered her figure tightly, even the military boots under her feet were replaced with a pair of black knee-high rain boots.

This posture, combined with the black body, made people tremble.

A chill came suddenly from behind.

Mo Shangyun approached slowly.

They gradually saw the appearance of Mo Shangyun, the delicate and beautiful face, but the size of the palm, but hidden under the training cap and rain cap, adding a mysterious and unpredictable atmosphere.

Someone noticed her hand, playing a commonly used whistle in her left hand, and a loudspeaker in her right.

Of course, the long slender finger was now wearing a pair of leather gloves.

There was rain hitting her leather gloves and raincoat, splashing on her rain boots, but it didn't wet her an inch.

Approaching, two meters away from the first row, Mo Shangyun stopped.

The right hand was slowly raised, and Mo Shangyun handed the horn to his lips. The big horn covered most of her face, and the cool voice spread out along the horn.

"Congratulations, it's all there, and it didn't let me grab any handle."

"..."

Group B students were startled.

Fortunately, some people suggested that they should stay here, otherwise they would be forcibly detained as a "destroyer".

They were silent, waiting for Mo Shangyun to speak again.

"300!"

Mo Shangyun raised his voice and shouted.

"To!"

Leng Buding was named, and Tang Shi immediately responded nervously.

"Tell me, when you were training on the first day, what did I say about making trouble with Group A in private?" Mo Shangjun said coldly, word by word, and the words fell down with the sound of rain , With invisible majesty and pressure.

Everyone's meal was heart-wrenching.

Tang Shi bit his lip and hesitated before replying aloud: "You said that once there is a conflict with Group A, you will only ask us to settle the bill! You let us calmly wait for you to appear and find you to solve the problem!"

"What about now?" Mo Shangyun quickly asked.

Through the horn, they can see Mo Shangyun's eyes.

Black and bright, depressed, and gloomy, the light flashed deep in the bottom of the eye, but the polish did not have any temperature and was cold and biting. Even if they only looked at it, they were cold and overwhelmed.

"Report, we are impulsive, we admit mistakes!" Tang Shi shouted loudly.

At the next moment, all the students in Group B shouted together with Tang Shi--

"Report, we admit mistakes!"

Ink squinted slightly.

Afterwards, Shen said in a loud voice: "If you choose something, go forward."

There was a moment of silence in the line.

However, it did not allow Mo Shangyun to wait long.

Shen Qianqian came out first, followed by Liang Zhiqiong, Jiang Tingzhi and Lou Lantian. Subsequently, more and more people stood up one after another.

Gradually, it increased more and more quickly.

They are silent and hesitant, but when taking the step forward, they never hesitate and are firm and powerful.

Until the last moment, all the remaining people went one step forward after ideological struggle.

Forty people lined up, and no one left behind after taking a step forward.

All the queues were neat and tidy, as before, with no change.

Inside, there are clearly a group of people who are still training on the training ground when the team members are arguing, and there is no opportunity to participate at all. However, there are also some people who haven't even said a single word.

So many people stood up as if colluding against Mo Shangyun.

The atmosphere fell into silence for an instant.

The sound of rain was still crackling, and the thunder was quiet. They stood quietly in place, and even the sound of breathing was hidden, standing like a stake.

However, every pair of eyes is unwavering.

They looked at Mo Shangyun and expressed their determination at the moment with the most determined expression.

Looking across each of their faces, Mo Shangyun put the horn down.

"Yes, each person will be deducted 3 points. Before noon tomorrow, three thousand words will be reviewed. It will be handed over to me by 300. If you haven't written and you don't have enough words, you will be deducted another 2 points."

Mo Shangjun's voice is not big or small, but it is very penetrating.

Every word smashed down, penetrated the noisy rain and fell into their ears.

"report!"

Tang Shi bit his lip and shouted.

Glancing at her lightly, Mo Shangyun spit out two words, "Dissolve."

After the dissolution, there was no longer any chance for Tang Shi to speak, and Mo Shangyun turned around and left.

In the rain curtain, Mo Shangyun moved away, and a black raincoat draped over her body, so that others could not even see her figure clearly.

The line was quiet, no one said anything, but an inexplicable emotion swept everyone's chest, and they watched Mo Shangyun leave.

In many people's expressions, there was a bit of eagerness.

Just left?

Waiting for Mo Shangjun to disappear into the field of vision, the voice of doubt sounded in the lineup-

"Instructor Mo, are you angry?"

"..."

No one answered the question aloud.

Also, no one can answer this question.

pissed off?

In their memory, when Mo Shangyun was angry, she always showed it clearly. The more unhappy she was, the more she would target them, and she would never be able to leave easily.

But just now, they saw Mo Shangyun, their emotions were indifferent to the extreme, they could hardly see any anger or disappointment, and even the initial coldness faded away a lot.

However, Mo Shangyun punished them by three points, which is a real thing. Coupled with the 3,000 word review, it is indeed not a small punishment.

Compared to Group A, they were punished too hard.

"It's disbanded, let's fight back."

For a long time, someone cleared their throats and shouted at them.

As a result, the lineup gradually dispersed, and each went back.

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Mo Shangyun returned to the office building.

The lights in all rooms were off, there was no light in the corridors, and even the voice-activated lights in the stairwell were dimmed.

Mo Shangyun didn't have a flashlight, and he could see all the conditions of the office building with the help of the street lights outside the office building.

She came to the corridor on the first floor.

As soon as I approached the stairs, I saw Peng Yuqiu standing on three steps.

The light was dim, and Peng Yuqi leaned on the railing diagonally, with his elbows resting on it, holding the telescope he had used before, playing with it, throwing it one by one, and playing very neatly.

Mo Shangyun stopped, raised his eyes gently, and looked at Peng Yuqiu's eyes.

"How did you punish them?" Peng Yuqiu raised his eyebrows and went straight to the subject.

Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Three points deduction, three thousand words review."

"All?" Peng Yuqiu paused and asked with some surprise.

"Ok."

Mo Shangjun responded faintly.

After a sudden meal in the autumn, I can't help but think of the scene when everyone peeped through the telescope.

One after another, one after another, the scene is not spectacular.

Peng Yuqiu vaguely understood what.

Those who did not make mistakes all stood up, obviously not honest enough.

It is indeed a good thing for them to stress their loyalty, unity, and one heart, but friendship makes them forget their roots and bear the guilt of nothing.

To achieve this degree, it may be infected by Group A, or it may be that the law is not blaming the public, and it may even be that after this month, there is indeed a deep bond.

However, such behavior is ultimately wrong.

Spirit is commendable, but the practice is not desirable.

Presumably, ink painting is also tangled.

On the one hand, the punishment was so heavy because she did not appreciate this practice; on the one hand, she did not get to the bottom, because their spirit was worthy of recognition.

After thinking about it, Peng Yuqiu expressed consolation and persuaded: "They quarreled with Group A, and they also meant to protect you."

Mo Shangyun smiled, "I want to protect you, kick Liang Zhiqiong out, are you happy?"

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

Although it is clear that this is not the same thing, Mo Shangyun's metaphor is a bit excessive, but Peng Yuqiu can't pick out the problem for a while, but only feels dumb.

"It will be an urgent meeting in two hours," Peng Yuqi said in a fake manner. "Otherwise, you should go to sleep."

Mo Shangyun condensed his smile, but then glanced at him coldly.

"Give a cigarette." He looked at him coolly, and Mo Yanyun raised an eyebrow.

"..." Peng Yuqiu was stunned and shook his head quickly, "I don't have one."

"Huh?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashing coldly.

"..."

For no reason, Peng Yuqiu sounded the footsteps he heard during the previous peep, but felt the cold wind blowing behind him.

After a stalemate for three seconds, Peng Yuqi reluctantly compromised, "I will do it for you."

Hanging the telescope around his neck, Peng Yuqiu slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He doesn't smoke often and has no addiction to cigarettes, but occasionally he will come.

It was so dead that it was discovered by Mo Shangyun.

"Will you smoke?"

Throwing the smoke in his hand to Mo Shangyun, Peng Yuqiu asked with no confidence.

People like Mo Shangyun, despite their banditry and savagery, have a bottom line in doing things and doing things, and they have received a good education at a glance.

Of course, watching is also not in line with tobacco and alcohol.

Mo Shangyun raised his hand and took the pack of cigarettes from the air. When the hand moved, a cigarette popped out.

"lighter."

"..."

Peng Yuqiu reluctantly pulled out the lighter.

Mo Shangyun reached over and grabbed it.

Watching Mo Shangjun cleverly smoke the cigarette and ignite it, then throw the cigarette lighter back together completely, Peng Yuqi was somewhat dumbfounded.

This scene...

Peng Yuqiu coldly sounded his own captain-Yan Tianxing.

If Yan Ye knew that he gave Mo Jun a cigarette, he might break his leg.

Peng Yuqiu couldn't stop his guilty conscience.

Mo Shangjun leaned against the wall on the other side of the staircase, **** holding a cigarette, and black leather gloves on his hands. In the dark night, his fingers grew longer and longer. Occasionally, the gesture of flicking the soot with your fingers is so elegant, even with no charm.

There was smoke rising in the air, hazy her dark eyes.

The light was too dark, and Mo Shangyun was wearing a black suit, the whole face was shrouded in shadow, and Peng Yuqiu became increasingly unable to see the expression on Mo Shangyun's face.

In other words, this person is becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

Peng Yuqiu watched it for a while, and gave himself a cigarette.

"Where did you learn from?" Peng Yuqiu was speechless.

Mo Shangyun suddenly asked, "Do you really have a girlfriend?"

"..." Peng Yuqiu was choked by her, and finally nodded, "It's true."

"Oh."

Mo Shangjun said lazily.

Peng Yu paused for a while, and then reacted-it was so distracted by Mo Shangyun.

After a while, Peng Yuqiu still didn't give up, and asked again: "Why do you learn it?"

If this is the first time I saw Mo Shangyun, this is a familiar technique—

She must be an old smoker.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids, and when the smoke was hazy, he glanced at him lightly.

The next moment, she held out her finger and pinched the smoke.

With a flick of a finger, just half of the cigarette was smoked and was thrown into the trash bin not far away.

Where did you learn it?

A bunch of old smokers taught.

In this army, especially male soldiers, there are very few who do not smoke.

"gone."

Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, turned one side, and went straight upstairs.

"and many more."

Peng Yuqiu shouted at her.

Then, after carefully looking at her for a few times, she asked curiously, "How do you wrap yourself so tightly?"

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun flicked him a cold eye.

"Ask your captain to go."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

When there are many words in a chapter-

1. Shit, why is the author so expensive?

2. This is the most expensive novel I have ever read!

3. How about another chapter?

When there are few words in a chapter-

1. I don't know if I can persevere.

2. So little, it looks boring.

When there are few words and many chapters——

1. Hope to burst.

2. There is no other chapter in Sichang.

You see, no matter what, some people are not satisfied.

On August 18, the bottle came to Xiaoxiang for three years and also graduated. Maybe I should change my mindset.

One last explanation: Everyone likes money, and earn more with more updates. I am very short of money and understand this principle, but I don’t update much, because I insist that quality is more important than word count, and my attitude and passion for writing are more important than money. I will write as much as possible in the future, because I really lack money. If one day, the quality of the text is not as good as you think, I hope that you have complained about the small number of words, parting words and don’t hurt too much.

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Notice: In late August, a friend helped to circulate the article, and Yan Yan took care of the comment area.