Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Why, the two sisters partner to bully people?"

Mo Shangyun asked lightly, but the expression seemed to be talking about a real thing.

Hearing this reversal of right and wrong, Qin Lian gritted her teeth fiercely, and said angrily to the ink: "Damn, who bullied you?!"

Mo Shangyun sneered and released her hand.

Qin Lian subconsciously withdrew her hand, and she went to check the condition of her wrist. Although the pain was unbearable, at least the bones of the wrist did not crack.

Clenching his teeth, Qin Lian stared at Mo Shangyun angrily.

However, the eyelids lifted slightly, and the expression glanced lightly at the table that was messed up by the newspaper smashing.

Qin Lian followed her gaze and noticed that the pieces of paper flying all over the place were full of words. It should not be any draft paper... Qin Lian was somewhat guilty when she recovered.

"It's such a trivial matter," Qin Lianqiang grumbled with pain, and looked down at the newspaper. "It's because of this picture that caused my sister to be criticized. You're good. You stayed outside for a day, deliberately. Is that right? Do it now if you don’t move, depending on whether you are an officer or a leader, is it amazing?"

"I only saw you as a soldier. When I entered the door, I rushed over and threw the newspaper, disturbed my work, and pointed my finger at me impolitely..." Mo Shangjun said coldly, with a simple tone and no laziness. Meaning, when she raised her eyelids here and looked at Qin Lian and Qin Xue, she sneered. "A picture of every area makes your sister highly criticized? Even if she was misunderstood, she has a long mouth and will not clarify. ?"

"you!"

Hearing Mo Shangjun's so shameless quibble, Qin Lian was furious and wanted to have another argument with Mo Shangjun, but Qin Xue was caught.

"Things have nothing to do with her." Qin Xue looked at Qin Lian, saying a word.

"But this is her picture..." Qin Lian frowned.

"No one can expect." Qin Xue interrupted her coldly.

Qin Lian gritted her teeth fiercely, not knowing what to say, but she who leaned her heart towards Qin Xue still believed that the cause of all this was Mo Shangyun, not to mention that her wrist did not hurt...

Qin Xue glanced at Qin Lian’s wrist, which was already red and swollen, and Qin Lian’s painful facial features were wrinkled, her expression slightly chilled, and Qin Xue said to the ink: "She has a bad attitude towards you and interrupted your work. It’s because she’s wrong. I apologize to you for this. But you made her hands like this, I hope you can apologize to her with a correct attitude."

Such a "reasonable and well-founded" analysis made Mo Shangyun a little cry and laugh.

She works well. Qin Lian doesn't rush over to such a toss, there is nothing, but since Qin Lian is coming to find fault, why can't she fight back?

"I'm sorry, I'm right." Mo Shangyun turned around, picked up the scattered paper one by one, and then slowly put down the words, "If you want to pursue, you are free."

Upon hearing the sound, Qin Xue looked a little colder.

However, before the atmosphere in the dormitory became more rigid, the last person in the dormitory, Chu Feiyin, came over.

"Why are you all standing here? Time is running out, don't you go to the bath?"

Chu Feiyin, who didn't see anything strange, asked the three of them actively.

Before taking a look, she turned and walked to her desk, put all the items away, and soon came to Mo Shangyun.

Seeing this, Qin Xue and Qin Lian also turned away and found the medicine prepared in advance. Qin Xue applied the medicine to Qin Lian's swollen wrist.

Chu Feiyin took today's notes and talked to Mo Shangyun about the performance and results of the three consecutive three rows from beginning to end.

Chu Feiyin has no experience in leading soldiers, and her temperament is relatively weak. She has not been confident to take this row. However, since the intimidation of Mo Shangjun's appearance, and the "bad" of Mo Shangjun, her "good" has been set off. 'So that she got along well with the freshmen today, and no one took the initiative to cause trouble for her.

Mo Shangjun spent some time, probably heard Chu Feiyin talk about it, and then nodded casually, letting Chu Feiyin do his work.

Mo Shangyun continued to input data to the computer screen.

The dormitory was unexpectedly quiet. Qin Lian and Qin Xue also kept silent. Mo Shangjun was doing his own thing, accelerating a little bit by the way, and waited until the light was about to turn off before taking a shower and washing clothes.

As soon as the lights went out, Mo Shangjun took the chair, computer, and notes out of the door, knocking on the keyboard in the secluded corridor. The unique sound, on the darkened corridor, appeared somewhat It's a little scary.

During the time of inputting the data for summarization, Mo Shangyun encountered two Chaye. However, as soon as Chaye student saw her badge, she pretended not to see it and left.

——If you meet a military rank at a military academy, you must be at the leadership level. No one dares to provoke her.

However, Mo Shangyun was busy until the zero hour before she compiled the final report. She habitually backed up in the mailbox and U disk, and then turned off the laptop and entered the door silently.

The three people in the dormitory were asleep, and Mo Shangyun's voice was very quiet, and did not disturb them.

Simply sorted it out, and Mo Shangyun went to bed.

*

The next day, at six in the morning, Mo Shangyun arrived at the training ground and saw Lin Mao coming towards her.

"Did you read the paper yesterday?"

Lin Spear asked Mo Shangyun almost happily.

"If it is the back picture, read it." Mo Shangyun answered, and then handed the USB flash drive and a printed summary to Lin Mao.

There is a printer downstairs in the dormitory, just scan the code, and Mo Shangyun printed a copy.

"I found that your military posture is really good. How long have you practiced?" Lin Mao took the summary and asked enthusiastically.

"Five years." Mo Shangjun replied casually.

"what did you say?"

In amazement, Lin Mao's voice rose up nonchalantly, and could not help attracting the attention of the instructors and students around him.

Mo Shangjun's nerve was not fragile enough to sleep well, and when she heard a loud voice, she had a headache. She rolled her eyes.

After breaking the finger, Lin Mao looked at her strangely, "Since you went to college and practiced until now?"

"I went to college when I was 12 years old." Mo Shangyun said helplessly.

At the age of 12, she began to study with several masters, and the first project of each day was-standing, military, and posture.

At first I felt annoyed. Several masters took turns to supervise and warned that everything she wanted to learn came from this military posture. She had to stand up before she could mention anything else.

It was only after standing there for three months that the masters taught her to learn something else, but after that, the necessary task of standing for an hour every day, even at school, she had to find time to complete the task consciously.

After waiting for her to go to the military academy, she put on military uniforms in the true sense. They all agreed that her temperament was worthy of this military uniform, before canceling her daily task of standing in a military posture.

Because of this, it is difficult for her to understand the people who are in a state of war after wearing military uniforms.

Soldiers, words and deeds, every move, must be worthy of this uniform.

Perhaps many people feel that it doesn't matter and make a fuss, but she has never been in contact with soldiers who can't even stand in a good position-so she can't accept it.

"You are--" Lin Mao stared at her suspiciously.

Will a 12-year-old child, usually a girl, stand consciously for five years?

"My dad is a soldier."

Mo Shangyun shrugged and gave him a convincing answer.

Listening to her saying this, Lin Mao understood and nodded.

If the family members are soldiers, the situation of Mo Shangyun is normal.

Lin Mao also wanted to ask a few things about her dad—whether he was retired or not, but Mo Shangyun shook his watch to signal that the meeting time was up and left.

Lin Mao had to let her go.

However, the situation in which Mo Shangjun led soldiers could not help but attract attention.

Persist in military posture for five years, presumably she has not only stood in military posture in the past five years-no matter what she has experienced, the only thing Lin Mao can be sure is that Mo Shangjun absolutely integrated the spirit and concept of the soldiers into his bones.

Thinking of her being elected as the instructor of the 907 Special Brigade, and then looking at the freshmen who gathered together with great energy, Lin Mao suddenly realized that -

Mo Shangyun is different from this group of new students.

Not military rank, experience, attitude, but philosophy.

However, let her be a military training instructor-I'm afraid it will hurt her.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Mao took a few steps to a remote place, read the summary made by Mo Shangyun, and suddenly found that the girl had done meticulously even the summary that made people feel so bad that it was far beyond his expectations. Lin Mao glanced in the direction of Mo Shangyun, then turned and left.

Excellent people always have special treatment.