Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"You haven't talked about it now."

"I know."

Mo Shangyun answered without lifting his head, and continued to write his own notes.

Ding Jing exhaled, "Then you--"

Before Ding Jing asked, Mo Shangyun replied: "I just saw the catalog."

Ding Jing felt that he was using the greatest patience of his life to communicate on the same ink, "You have seen the catalog, but you have not looked at the courseware."

After writing, Mo Shangyun looked at her sideways, and immediately looked at her, her eyes flickering with a smile, she said: "This kind of basic knowledge, you know what you want to say when you see the catalog."

"..."

Ding Jing feels that Mo Shangyun's pride is a bit low.

But when I thought about it, Ding Jing got closer and couldn't help but ask in an open-minded manner: "Are you all those who are admitted to university, are your brains so perverted?"

Leaning on her, Mo Shangyun shook his head and affirmed: "Generally speaking, it's just my erudite."

"...Can you converge your arrogant expression?" Ding Jing squeezed a pen tightly in his fingers and threatened with a smile, "Otherwise I can't help but want to beat you."

However, with such a threat, Mo Shangyun laughed even more.

Ding Jing hesitated again and again, and finally looked at the part where she wrote the notes very well, simply held back, turned her eyes away, and then wondered if it was necessary to compare it later. Is Mo Shangyun really so? God, even the content taught by the teacher can be predicted in advance.

Ding Jing, who had never been in contact with the creature "Xueba", only felt that the existence of such a thing was incredible.

In this way, Mo Shangyun is really all-powerful.

Mo Shangjun didn't write for long. After copying the notes written by Ding Jing's dog paws, he summarized the catalogues he saw earlier, and marked the places that need attention in detail, and then returned the notebook to Ding Jing.

Ding Jing took it over, carefully flipped through it as if to be sure, and finally looked stunned.

Ninety percent of the notes are the same as those described by Bu Yirong. Some of them are just in a different order. What they really want to say in the non-coincident part is actually irrelevant, and it is just brought in during the lecture. Mention them casually, without special emphasis.

"How can it be done?"

Ding Jing twisted his eyebrows and looked at Yun Jun's eyes, as if he were looking at a monster.

When the finger moved, the signature pen was discarded, rotated a few times in the air, and then fell back into Mo Shangjun's hand. Mo Shangyun proudly raised his eyebrow at Ding Jing. of."

Ding Jing: "..." I really believe in your evil!

"Really," Mo Shangjun said humorously, "Most textbooks are similar."

She even memorized the textbooks.

Of course, memorizing textbooks is not rote memorization, she also summed up a set of methods. After the study, I learned that most of the contents of the teaching materials of the same subject overlap, because the content of the teaching is very similar.

Bu Yirong's courseware is made by himself, but Bu Yirong can't deviate from the overall outline, so when you see the catalog, Mo Shangyun knows what he wants to say.

This ability is not only due to the accumulation of Mo Shangyun over the years, but also because-before she came to gS9, she specifically and systematically studied the geography of Yun province and read several textbooks.

Mo Shangjun loves learning, which is born, she is easily interested in things she doesn’t understand. This spirit can encourage her to eat another one or two hours of textbooks before going to bed after a whole day of training. .

What's more, the life in the Air Force was extremely comfortable. Every day he wobbled and did not consume physical energy. Mo Shangyun sometimes felt bored, so Wu Jiu helped her find some teaching materials.

A stack of textbooks is not only the geomorphological characteristics and plant types of Yun province, but also some similar to the helicopter posture. Anyway, they are all internal textbooks. If you don’t read it, you will lose money.

"..."

Ding Jing glanced at the ink like a ghost, and then took his gaze back.

She needs to calm down, otherwise she is very likely to assassinate this unsmoker around.

Some things can be worked hard, for example, on the training ground, if a project is not good, the goal of this project is the best, and training every day desperately, one day can exceed this goal. However, many things that require talent are hard to work on.

Ding Jing learned everything by rote.

Not as flexible as Mo Shangyun.

This is the gap.

Ding Jing originally thought that he had seen big winds and waves, and could keep everything calm when he saw it, but in the presence of Mo Shangyun's counterintuitive existence, he was still uncontrollable and irritable.

Gee.

How to improve IQ?

Does she have time to do more mathematics workbooks?

*

Step by step, the lecture lasted for two hours without interruption.

From seven to nine o'clock, after a ten-minute break, speak for another hour, and then take the exam in the last half hour.

If the score is not close, deduct points ranging from 1 to 5.

In addition, before the exam, random notes will be randomly checked, and two points will be deducted if the notes fail.

The news was only told to them during the break between classes.

"..."

A group of people heard a dumbfounded expression.

Especially North Jiangsu, who had been standing still, almost didn't pick up the notebook and smashed the steps to allow that handsome face.

Fuck.

Still bring such a pit? !

How does she take notes while standing? !

After talking about things, he walked out with ease.

When he was about to reach the door, Su Bei stopped him and asked, "Teacher Bu, can I sit down and take notes?"

The footsteps stopped, and she gave her a quick look, and said naturally, "You don't need to take notes today."

There is an ominous hunch in Northern Jiangsu, asking: "Why?"

Bu Yirong smiled and said: "Because I will definitely check your notes, and your notes will certainly not pass."

Subei: "..." This person must be targeting her.

Bu Yirong said, "You can sit down before the exam."

"..."

Subei didn't even bother to roll his eyes.

After Bu Yirong finished speaking, he walked straight out the door without looking at her again.

Duan Zimu, who had copied two notes, stopped the movement in due course, and then asked North Jiangsu with great interest: "Have you seen him?"

"I've seen it once." Subei's voice was cold.

"Converge," Duan Zimu reminded, "I don't think he's easy to mess with."

Although Bu Yirong didn't do anything to Northern Jiangsu, and even condoned what Mo Shangyun did, Duanzi Mu subconsciously felt that Bu Yirong was not a good practice.

It is certainly not so simple to easily cope with several unexpected situations in the classroom.

The important thing is that this teacher, Ru Yirong, seems to be "concerned" about Northern Jiangsu.

If Northern Jiangsu does not properly converge a little, it is estimated that the points can be deducted in the class with ease.

Subei smiled coldly and didn't speak.

It's best not to match this person with her in an area where she is good at.

*

After writing the notes, Mo Shangyun, who fell asleep again, because of the excitement of the break between classes, he sat up with his eyebrows raised for a time.

Since Bu Yirong said that he would randomly check the notes, the students were looking for someone to check the notes to see if there were any missed notes, and the atmosphere was very tense.

There is quite a feeling in the school classroom.

Mo Shangyun raised his hand and raised his eyebrows, sleeping a bit dizzy.

"Boss."

Ding Jing hit the ink elbow.

"Say." Mo Shangyun glanced at her.

"There are 7 soil classes, 14 subclasses, 19 soil classes, and 34 subclasses in the Yunnan province soil." After reading the words on the note, Ding Jing knocked on the paper with the pen cover, and inexplicably pointed to the ink. Ask, "What is this stuff? Remember this thing?"

Mo Shangyun said lightly: "Just look at it."

Ding Jing was a little irritable. "You explain, there are different types of soil?"

"..." Mo Shangyun looked at her speechlessly, and finally sighed, "Well, our country's soil classification system has established soil, subclass, soil, subclass, soil genus, soil species and subspecies. Wait for the 7th-level taxon..."

Seeing Ding Jing want to tear the notebook, he said: "It's okay, this thing is geological, you don't need to understand it, I won't take the test anyway."

Although I have just said it all concisely and concisely, I should not be able to test this topic.

Ding Jing turned his pen impatiently and continued toward Moshangyun: "The south of these cloud provinces is northward, with the increase of latitude and elevation, tropical rainforest, tropical monsoon forest, thermal sparse bushes and monsoon appear in turn Evergreen broad-leaved forest and Simao pine forest...both remember?"

"You need to know, just remember it." Mo Shangyun said casually, "If you are thrown into this place, you can judge your altitude and approximate location according to the type of vegetation, right?"

"Throw me wherever I can live, the question is," Ding Jing is one big and two big, "How do you remember so many snarling nouns?! I know what kind of plants on the top of the terrain look like ?"

"..." Mo Shangyun was stunned by what she said. Finally, she looked at Ding Jing sympathetically, raised her hand and patted Ding Jing's shoulder, and said, "Action, hard work for you."

After she finished speaking, she pushed her notebook to Ding Jing and affirmed: "Remember, it's a written test now."

"...Fuck."

Ding Jing couldn't resist cursing swear words.

These nouns that are like heaven books to her have to be memorized.

Seeing Ding Jing's distress, Mo Shangjun's elbows propped on the table, palms against his chin, and he looked sideways at Ding Jing, asking curiously, "What is your education?"

"primary school?"

Ding Jing still used suspicious tone.

Mo Shangyun bowed to her, "Big brother, how do you get in with young people who are enrolled in the military and require high school education or above?"

Asked here, Mo Shangyun felt strange.

Female soldiers, regular high school graduates aged 17 to 19 years old, how come to Ding Jing, is 16 years old?

If it weren’t for Ding Jinghu’s making up, Ding Jing’s story should be quite strange...

However, Ding Jing's theoretical knowledge makes people cry and laugh, but it is a real activist, and the kung fu in the wild must not be said.

Ding Jing also showed a puzzled expression, helped Mo Shangyun think for a while, and finally realized: "Maybe the recruiting thinks that I am upright, at first glance is the material of being a soldier?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun shook her eyes.

She's still full of gangsters, why didn't she see anyone give her a triad boss?

Ding Jing was too lazy to tell her more, while turning the pen in his hand, he began to study Mo Shangjun's notes.

If this note is for other people, it is simply treasure. The key points are all summed up. A little memorization is the answer to the exam, but for Ding Jing, it’s a headache... It’s all words and everything. Remember.

Ding Jing is now like a monkey scratching his head and scratching his head. With anger in his mouth, he has to suppress it, looking at the words one by one patiently.

The words can be understood, but when combined together, they all feel wrong.

Mo Shangyun, who had never had such troubles, only looked at Ding Jing sympathetically, and then went to sleep on his stomach.

However, she didn't sleep so much at ease, almost closed her eyes, and someone behind her called her.

"Mo Mo?"

It’s Yan Gui’s voice.

He shouldn’t be the one sitting behind.

Mo Shangjun grabbed his hair and got up to look back. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Yan Gui's bright smile and... Yan Yan, who was sitting next to Yan Gui with a serious face.

"I changed positions with them." Yan Gui said excitedly.

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded.

Smiling at her, Yan Gui raised her finger to the window on the right and said, "Look here."

He looked at him suspiciously, and Mo Shangjun looked towards the right side. As a result, the eyelid was lifted, and a familiar figure just came into the eye. The heart was slightly surprised, and Mo Shangyun was just leaning against Ding Jing. Hold back.

It was Yan Tianxing standing outside the window.

At the moment when I first saw it, Mo Shangyun was rather cold and had the illusion that he was caught by the passing instructor during class and sleep.

Although she is not afraid of the teacher, she sleeps well. She can't help seeing the person standing outside the window, looking at you with cold eyes, which is also quite tasteful.

However, Yan Tianxing was a lot of ‘approachable,’ but he just looked at her faintly, not even crushing her with a full-open aura.

Yan Tianxing said: "Come out."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun stood up and planned to jump directly.

Frowning slightly, Yan Tianxing said silently: "...go door."

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The update is getting late, the rhythm is going to be...

Please believe that I am making up for all kinds of knowledge, too sad to remind me, I wrote a novel for Mao to nibble textbook!