Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Beep-beep-beep -"

Three whistle sounds interrupted all questions.

"Since it's okay..." Halfway through the words, Mo Shangyun's tone was cold, "Disband!"

Everyone: "..."

Fuck, there are so many questions left!

However, no matter how they bothered to question themselves, Mo Shangyun said nothing.

Anyway, she probably made the situation clear, and the rest were trivial, which had no effect on the operation.

After throwing away the second company, Mo Shangjun went directly back to the office.

Transfer out a training program in the computer and print it into three copies with a printer.

As soon as Mo Shangyun went out, he saw several sneaky figures.

"Don't hide, come personally." Mo Shangjun leaned against the door and walked slowly towards the stairs.

"report!"

It was Li Liang who ran out of Ma Lier.

As a platoon leader, we must have the consciousness to come out at any time to support and protect other people.

However, he ran halfway and his speed slowed down, staring carefully at Mo Shangyun, with obvious tension.

"Hurry." Mo Shangyun urged impatiently.

Li Liang coughed, speeded up his feet, and came to Mo Shangjun with a scalp.

Mo Shangyun passed the A4 paper in his hand, "The emergency training program for the next four days."

Suddenly surprised, Li Liang's face showed joy, and he quickly took it over, responding: "Yes!"

Mo Shangyun turned and walked into the office.

After a pause, Li Liang seemed determined to call her, "Mo Fulian!"

Hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun stepped in and looked at him obliquely.

Means, say something quickly.

"Did that matter... did you know?" Li Liang was hesitant.

According to the original plan, I wanted to wait for the second straight win and the third straight win before talking to Mo Shangjun. After all, I raised my eyebrows and exhaled. No matter what the cause was, Mo Shangyun should be able to get rid of it.

However, they didn't expect that the second consecutive defeat was defeated.

This kind of embarrassment really has no face to talk to Mo Shangyun, but by the means of Mo Shangyun, they will no longer be forced to ask them, they should already know.

Without a clear answer, they couldn't figure it out. While no one else was there, Li Liang just took the plan and asked Mo Shangyun for a clear question.

Do you know, what the **** are you thinking about, anyway?

Mo Shangyun turned sideways, facing him, and said coolly, "I don't know."

Li Liang froze for a moment.

This is not known, it should be hidden.

Judging from Mo Shangyun's performance yesterday, if she really "doesn't know", she would not give up on it. But if she knew, she said "Don't know", which means...

Li Liang feels that it is very difficult to figure out the thoughts on the ink, but if he thinks about it carefully, he can gradually figure out her deep meaning.

——She knew, but in front of the company, she pretended not to know.

The deeper meanings, such as her reasons, what she did first, and her thoughts, are completely unpredictable.

The idea stopped here, Li Liang recovered and mentioned another thing, "Also, Lian Li discussed it, first sum up the questions about the assessment, and ask you once..."

With that, Li Liangte observed Mo Shangyun's expression.

Not impatient.

Mo Shangjun cut him off and said directly, "Print it and give it to me."

Ask a question with a print? !

This terrifying condition made Li Liang really startled, and his mouth twitched fiercely, thinking that he would not care about her, and then shouted: "Yes!"

Just halfway through the words, his loud voice was interrupted by the closing sound of Mo Shangjun.

Li Liang: "..."

*

Mo Shangyun sat down in front of the computer and simply sorted out the next piece.

At this time, the phone buzzed.

The phone was in the drawer. She paused and pulled the drawer open to find out the phone that was shaking.

Caller ID: Mom.

The word with great impact makes the ink hand shake unavoidably.

It took a while to stabilize.

Handing the phone to her ear, she answered the phone, "Mom."

"it's me."

What responded to her was a low, calm male voice.

"brother."

Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun shouted without showing any traces, but he was relieved at the bottom of his heart.

She asked, "Go home?"

"Well." Mo Shangshuang had no polite words and directly told him, "Tian Xing's gift has arrived."

"Oh," Mo Shangjun ticked his lips. "Is it melatonin?"

"What melatonin?" Mo Shangshuang was unclear, so he paused. "It's a memorial saber."

Hey, it will be good for others.

"Mom asked you to call me?"

"Ok."

"She has nothing to say?"

Mo Shangshuang said in a deep voice: "The next time, choose your own gift, and it is even more unintentional to find someone to do it for you."

"...Oh." Mo Shangyun uttered a sorrowfully.

Mother usually lives, she buys some cosmetics, clothes, jewelry, perfume, flowers, etc. Generally, she goes to the mall and asks someone to give her mother a gift, what should be sent, and then many people will give it to them enthusiastically She recommends.

She chose it directly.

If it is slow, it takes half an hour, and if it is fast, five minutes is enough.

Mo Shangyun thinks that this kind of coping behavior is somewhat praised by her when she talks about "heart".

Right now, Yan Tianxing helped her to deliver a commemorative saber, which was beyond the usual "fitness"... After being seen, Mo Shangyun was not surprised.

Seeing Mo Shangshuang hadn't spoken, Mo Shangyun had a headache and raised his eyebrows, and then asked, "What is she doing?"

After a slight pause, Moshuang said: "Fooling people."

"what?"

"It's too noisy when a child comes to the house for New Year's greetings. She feels bored and is making scary stories."

"..." Mo Shangyun said something dumb, and sighed it was her mother, half-sounding, rubbing out a sentence, "Oh, I hung up."

"Ok."

Mo Shangshuang hung up the phone decisively.

After all, it wasn't her mother's phone call. Mo Shangyun was a little thankful. She directly pinched Mo Shangshuang and didn't care.

*

The next day, three o'clock in the morning.

It's not too long for Mo Shangyun's morning exercises, but she was awakened by the slight movement of the upper bunk.

Squinting slightly, Mo Shangjun's brain quickly returned to clarity, recognizing the sound of dressing.

After hesitating, Mo Shangyun didn't move and continued to sleep with her.

Ran--

Lin Qi came down from the upper bunk, and she heard the sound of opening doors, messy footsteps, and low-pitched voices in the corridor.

The night is quiet, so that any movements are extremely clear.

"Additional training?"

In just two words, the voice was cool and lazy, and suddenly sounded in the quiet dormitory.

"..."

Lin Qi, who was wearing shoes, was taken aback by her, and her head lifted up subconsciously, staring at Mo Shangyun in the lower bunk with vigilance.

Mo Shangyun was still lying, motionless, expressionless, calm breathing, without even lifting his eyelids.

If only she could speak in the dormitory, Lin Qi might suspect that someone else said it.

"Well." Lin Qi responded, tying her shoelaces.

"Come on."

Thin lips opened lightly, and after talking lightly, there was nothing else to say.

Lin Qi stood up and wanted to seize the time to leave, but when he thought about it, he was not reconciled. "You don't ask?"

Without her order, the company consciously practiced, and there was no whistle or bell--

Make an appointment in advance, practice in private, and Mo Shangyun really turns a blind eye?

Mo Shangyun lazily replied: "Not interested."

As long as they are able to withstand the body and consciously practice is a good thing, she is too lazy to manage.

Lin Qi stood by the bed, did not rush to walk, after a while, she raised her eyebrows and continued to ask: "Why don't you compete for quota?"

The brow on the ink is slightly wrinkled.

Can't this topic end?

"Give you two choices," Mo Shangyun opened her eyes and saw her eyes clearly in the faint light. She stared at Lin Qi and said, "One, you continue to ask without any mercy; Second, I will accompany you to practice now."

Lin Qi: "..."

Row.

As long as Mo Shangjun doesn't want to say anything, no matter how hot he is, he will never let go.

Even...she is impatient.

After pondering it, Lin Qi chose the former one, leaving nothing to the group of conscious people and leaving in silence.

Waiting for her to go out and close the door, Mo Shangyun closed her eyes and rolled over to continue to sleep.

*

Last time I was stimulated one after another, and the second one was really hard for training.

This time it was hit by three consecutive companies, and the second one was the same as being beaten with chicken blood.

For three days, according to Mo Shangjun’s training plan, he pulled up physical fitness during the day and supplemented the field survival knowledge at night, but Mo Shangjun did not arrange enough for them. There was a certain period of rest, so they were even more ruthless to themselves. Once you have spare time, you will be reluctant to leave the training ground.

The platoon leader hurried back to rest, and he refused to support him.

Lang Yan and the instructor from time to time took a look at this kind of active training and unwillingness to lag behind.

However, this behavior of relying on one's fighting spirit and forcibly training also caused them some worry.

Work and rest, work and rest!

Overly exhausted physical training, how can they get rid of their bodies? !

On the third day, the instructor specially found Mo Shangyun, instructing her to go out and let the group of kids rest for a while, and then continue to be so excited, they did not say that they were arguing, and they might be sent to the hospital by then.

Mo Shangjun listened to the instructor for three minutes, and then responded with "Ok", indicating that he must complete the task and forcibly send away his old man.

The fourth day.

Just after four o'clock, Mo Shangyun heard the footsteps of the corridor, raised his eyebrows, and finally stopped pretending to be deaf and dumb.

then--

Lin Qi was surprised to find that Mo Shangyun not only got up early, but even finished dressing before her.

"What do you want to do?"

Lin Qi jumped out of bed and asked Mo Shangjun before leaning over to wear shoes.

Glancing at her, Mo Shanjun slowly pulled out his whistle.

Lin Yu glanced at the black whistle, Lin Qi suddenly had an ominous hunch, and the movement of tying shoelaces had accelerated a lot.

However, she was still one step slower. As soon as she put on her shoes, Mo Shangyun was already out.

At the next moment, a familiar whistle sounded in the chaotic corridor.

"Beep-beep-beep -"

"Beep-beep-beep -"

"Beep-beep-beep -"

The harsh sound suppressed the clutter in the fastest time, and at the same time, it also stopped the action of the soldiers gathering.

Immediately afterwards, it was Mo Shangjun's cold command—

"One minute, get me back!"

Lin Qi strode out.

The corridor was lit with lights, the Erlian soldiers were scattered everywhere, and those who slipped near the stairs, because of the unexpected whistle and order of Mo Shangjun, they subconsciously fixed their pace, but either stood or ran or squatted. , All seem to be fixed, stiff.

As for Mo Shangyun, he stood at the junction of the stairs on the third and fourth floors, clutching the whistle in his hand, and looked coldly at the group of people who wanted to move.

This matter came too hurriedly, and no one has come back.

Fortunately, Lin Qi was mentally prepared. After a moment of stun, he walked up to the stairs and looked at Mo Shangyun standing below, saying, "Report! We are all voluntary!"

"I didn't force you, of course you are voluntary." Mo Shangyun gave her a squinted look.

Lin Qi: "..."

by!

Isn't it voluntary? !

Seeing that they were still motionless, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and then waved at them, "Come closer."

The words fell.

At this time, the soldiers on both floors approached her with fear.

Soon, the stairs were full of people.

"It doesn't matter to me how you bother, but," said the words, Mo Shangyun swept away from them. "In the end, considering that you have been conscious for a few days, before the war, you should really cultivate Sharpen; secondly..."

The crowd looked out and listened, half-seriously and worriedly.

Scared by Mo Shangyun, they really can't rest assured.

Narrow eyes narrowed, Mo Shangyun continued: "Second, your instructor will think for you, let me persuade you two words, if I do not make some effect, your instructor will continue to whisper..."

Everyone: "..."

Oh shit!

Although the reason is not adjusted, it is really...uncommonly understandable!

A group of people did not say anything and were fighting ideologically in their hearts.

At this time, Xiang Yongming raised his head and smiled: "Mo Fulian, you can't do it. When the instructor advises you, shouldn't you just go back right?"

"..."

At that moment, everyone was the same and felt a breath called "Zuo Shi".