Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Beep-beep-beep -"

Xiang Yongming picked up the whistle in his hand and blew it hard three times. Shengsheng pressed down the noisy discussion.

All the coaxing noises were silent for a moment.

Hooked his lower lip, Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched his ear, toward Yongming Road, "I'll take you to the soldiers."

"Ok."

Xiang Yongming nodded solemnly toward Mo Shangyun, but in fact, he was furious in his heart, and he wished to rehabilitate this group of lawless little cubs.

Mo Shangyun waved his hand, looked at his row coolly, and left them behind.

People in three rows and three rows looked at her back, and for the first time someone felt a sense of reluctance.

At the very least, Mo Shangyun did not do anything ruthless to them, but in front of them, the instructor, a fierce look, seemed to want to seize this opportunity to toss them well-this consciousness made them extremely nervous.

"Who was the first to speak?!"

The knuckles of fingers snapped and approached Yongming step by step towards them. The fierce eyes were horrifying.

Although he asked this question, his eyes fell directly on Du Xiangxiang, as if he was the first to shout.

Du Xiangxiang closed her mouth tightly and dared not answer.

At the same time, even Chu Feiyin, who was also an instructor on the side, couldn't help shivering when he saw this scene.

Mo Shangjun greeted the other instructors in the electronic camp and continued to sing, but the three companies and three rows did not participate. After that, he went to the three rows of the computer department-the row that was brought to Yongming.

"Beauty instructor!"

"Wow!"

"Instructor instructor, are you here to take us?"

...

As soon as Mo Shangyun walked over, he was warmly cheered by the three rows of students who were resting.

Looking at such a group of students who were very active and had a very different attitude from their own, Mo Shangyun raised his brow slightly.

"Mo Fulian!"

Seeing her, even two other platoon instructors ran over.

The rap of a battalion is carried out according to the company, so all three rows are together.

"Do you know what to do?" Mo Shangyun glanced at the two of them.

"Know, you can sit down and watch us."

"Relax, we are fully prepared."

The two instructors lined up their **** assured.

Mo Shangyun waved his hand.

Then, the freshman team was smoothly mixed.

The three joined together in a pile and began to sing under the leadership of their respective instructors.

Mo Shangjun was sitting in the corner, and since no one dared to take the initiative to talk to her for a while, she just wanted to take out the magazine that Ruan Yan gave to watch for a while, but as soon as she took the magazine out, she saw all the companies. The people in the first row stood up.

——Better blocked her view.

Mo Shangyun's movement paused, with an ominous hunch.

Sure enough, all the leaders were made up of the students in the first row, and the first shout was a majestic one.

-"1, 2, 3, 4, 5!" shouted the first row.

- "We have waited so hard!" the entire company echoed.

-"1,2,3,4,5,6,7!"

——"We are waiting anxiously!"

...

Mo Shangjun raised his hand and touched his left ear, feeling that the eardrum was about to be broken.

However, this is just the beginning--

The other two companies were obviously well prepared. The momentum was fierce. The shout was louder than the other. The momentum of the mountains and the waves was so strong that the head could not be lifted.

Although Mo Shangjun has seen a lot of this kind of song-song occasion and feels accustomed to it, when she really participates, she can usually hide and hide-it is not another reason, mainly because her voice can't stand it.

"Beauty instructor, give it."

At the time of the headache, there was a boy behind him handing over a box of throat lozenges.

Mo Shangyun glanced at it, instead of directly picking it up, but leaning his head towards the back.

Seeing her profile, the boy was a little embarrassed and raised his voice in a singing voice, "Speaking to the instructor, all female instructors must be protected, especially you."

Barely listening to what he said, Mo Shangyun froze a little, then smiled a little, and took the lozenge he handed over.

She ate a slice and returned it.

The boy took it with a smile.

Mo Shangjun's move intangibly shortened the distance between them and the gap between La Ge. The students around him all looked over and tentatively talked to Mo Shangjun about the topic. Seeing Mo Shangjun is not a person It was so difficult to get along, so each one fell on her mind.

——They have been discussing for a long time. Among the military training instructors, the only female instructor with a Samsung bar is beautiful and very temperament. The male instructors of their department and many instructors of other departments are defending her, which is a big anecdote. .

But when they came around, La Ge's voice was less loud, and Mo Shangyun quickly felt the grievance of the other two military training instructors.

Mo Shangyun smiled and said to the people around him: "When you win the song, I will gossip with you and tell the instructor."

"Really?"

"Gossip, this is fine!"

"Good!"

...

When they heard the gossip, they immediately responded positively and put their minds on the song.

The two instructors next to them secretly gave thumbs up to Mo Shangyun.

——Sell to Yongming, this is ok.

Under the burning flame of the heart of gossip, the students once again showed a rare enthusiasm for La Ge, and in a blink of an eye the kung fu momentum crushed Erlian and Sanlian.

Lou Xilu was still a little bit happy when she saw that her three company's momentum was slowly crushing, but her joy lasted less than two minutes, and she saw that the three company's throat could not be crushed by the passion. Her face changed slightly, and she gritted her teeth bitterly. From afar, she saw that she was sitting in a row of fragrant ink on her shoulders, and she suddenly lost her breath.

Okay, she ran the computer department to join in the excitement? !

baffling!

Lou Xilu almost didn't bite her lip.

However, the electronic camp on the other side.

Because three companies and three rows did not participate, Lago divided into two groups. The first and second rows of the three companies were dispersed into other teams. The two teams were led by the more cheerful female instructors. The voice of the song was also lively. , So that the freshmen who are still under the destruction of Yongming three rows and three rows are envious.

With the grievances of the day, Xiang Yongming can be said to be a hot hand. The first one grabbed Du Xiangxiang, 50 squats to start, followed by a full row of punishment, 50 push-ups for boys and 50 squats for girls After waiting for most of them to be tired and half alive by this simple punishment, Xiang Yongming began training them on the basic movements they learned during the day and night.

The stop-to-turn method must be unified and unanimous. Full punishment!

It is necessary to make a good order while standing still, can't it? Full punishment!

The time to adjust the team must not exceed five seconds. Full punishment!

All in all, punishment!

From beginning to end, Xiang Yongming didn't give them a chance to refute a bit, suppress them in all directions, and put Mo Shangjun into the hatefulness of training them in ten out of ten, but they couldn't learn Mo Shangjun when they scolded them. The civilized and irritating language is slightly worse.

After a full hour of tossing them, until several girls cried silently, Xiang Yongming did not let them go.

"Don't think that your Mo instructor is bullying. When she trained us to be with the grandson of the tortoise, you still don't know where to fool!" Xiang Yongming blacked his face and exhaled, "Who among you is yelling everywhere She won’t lead soldiers, right? Tell you this group of unskilled bastards, she brought you your luck! Do you know who she brought last time? Elite of the whole military region! I don’t know what I’m thinking? I ran to the military academy and couldn’t even learn the simplest movements. I still complained to your instructors everywhere! If you have a conscience, touch it carefully. Do you compare with her even if it’s nothing?! "

Since I didn’t see Mo Shangyun at dinner, and I heard that some people in this row were arranging Mo Shangyun intermittently, Xiang Yongming gasped.

They even regretted that they had a bad attitude towards Mo Shangjun, and later they always wanted to make up for their merits, and gave Mo Shangyun a sigh of relief. As a result, it was better here. Mo Shangyun didn't slap them hard, so they jumped out and made up Mo. Jun!

Like what!

"..."

The freshmen in three consecutive rows are silent.

Xiang Yongming's momentum is too strong and too ruthless. This alone makes it difficult for them to refute anything, not to mention--

Some of them did arrange ink.

This point made them speechless.