Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After Mucheng's reaction, after confirming that Yan Tianxing was fine, Mo Shangyun returned to the tent calmly.

Wet, Mo Shangyun temporarily canceled morning exercises tomorrow morning, and then took clothes to take a shower-hot water is available 24 hours here.

When she returned, all the tents were basically quiet. Only a few went to bathe and wash clothes like her. They were still busy on the way back to the tent.

The light of tent 7 is still on.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Lin Qi, Yu Yitong, and Liang Zhiqiong gathered around Lin Qi's bed, and then swept away. The situation was diametrically opposite. Ni Jie, who was aggrieved but nowhere to vent, and Ran Feifei, who had no reason to interject , I have already changed my clothes and lay on the bed, both of them are facing away from the door, I don’t know if I really fell asleep.

"Mo Shangyun."

Noting that she entered the house, Lin Qi called her for the first time.

The eyes of Yu Yitong and Liang Zhiqiong also swept towards this side.

"No time."

Lazy answer, Mo Shangjun took the hanger and went out to dry the clothes.

Three people: "..."

Soon, Mo Shangjun went out.

Liang Zhiqiong and Yu Yitong looked at Lin Qi.

After a moment, Liang Zhiqiong's brow moved, holding his anger in a hurry, and sat down on Mo Shangyun's bed, frowning and asking, "Is she always this deadly son?"

Lin Qi, who stood aside, glanced at her silently.

At that moment, Liang Zhiqiong seemed to hear the movement of the curtain being lifted, and at the moment a chill, turned his head and looked towards the door.

As expected, Mo Shangjun stood by the door, opened the curtain with his hand, and looked lazily at this.

In the eyes of Shang Liangzhiqiong, Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, "I heard it."

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong was silent, and consciously moved away from Mo Shangyun's bed, even pulling the bed sheet.

Mo Shangyun retracted his gaze with satisfaction.

Put down the door curtain to block the figure.

Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth with hatred.

This woman is so bad.

After a while, Lin Qi made sure that Mo Shangyun was not outside the door, saying one word after another: "Well, she is this dead man."

Liang Zhiqiong: "..."

Yu Yitong: "..."

At this moment, the door curtain was opened again, and Mo Shangyun came in with a basin.

Seeing this, all three were stunned.

Mo Shangyun walked towards the long table casually, gave the pot a direction, and then walked over slowly.

The three people's scalps suddenly felt numb, and an unspeakable tension spread in the air, infecting them unconsciously.

"Are you talking about me?"

Mo Shangjun stood beside his bed, raised his eyes lazily, and stared at Lin Qi with a smile.

Lin Qi's face changed slightly, and then he coughed lightly and said, "Say you are great."

"Oh?" Mo Shangyun raised her eyebrows in doubt, looking at her with a smile, "Thanks."

Lin Qi stubbornly kept calm.

As long as Mo Shangyun does not pierce, she will act like this.

Going to the bed, Mo Shangjun lifted the folded quilt, spread it on the bed, and planned to sleep on it.

"Mo Shangyun, Qin Lian has written a book with us." Lin Qi said to her.

Mentioning the "War Book", Ji Ruonan's image flashed through his mind, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes slightly, and found that the three people's eyes were focused on her, and raised an eyebrow.

"It's about me?" Mo Shangyun chuckled.

"Including you." Lin Qi stared at her closely.

"What way?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"Look for opportunities, team fight." Lin Qi paused, adding, "The four of us here, there are Qin Lian, Yan Gui, Duan Zimu, and the top ten poems of female soldiers."

"Oh," Mo Shangyun wrote lightly, "I refuse."

"We all agreed."

Liang Zhiqiong looked at her directly, saying one word at a time, with a bit of emphasis.

"I didn't agree." Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly.

"why?"

Yu Yitong, who had not spoken, asked suddenly.

Mo Shangyun's face was calm and calm, and he said in a straight voice: "Afraid of dragging his legs."

Three people: "..."

I really want to beat her.

Saying no, Mo Shangyun really didn't agree, lifted the quilt, sat on the bed, took off the military boots, and went to bed.

For the three people who had been staring at her, Mo Shangyun ignored the measures and slept back to them.

She didn't worry at all about the comprehensive strength of Yu Yitong's three people.

Even if they did not have a tacit understanding, there was Yangui dragging people behind, and the group without her would still win.

As for Duan Zimu... Qin Lian will feel that this is a big help, but maybe it is also a hindrance.

She is too lazy to blend in.

Seeing her with a clear attitude, Lin Qi and Yu Yitong did not mean reluctantly, but Liang Zhiqiong was so angry with her that she wanted to quarrel with her for a good theory, but it also hindered the previously owed favor and the strength of Mo Shangyun , Had to grit her teeth fiercely.

But in the end, I honestly went back to my bed to sleep.

*

The next day.

The first stage of assessment, the eighth day.

This stage came to an end, and the training was still as usual. Under the stimulation of last night's assessment, each student spent twelve points on the assessment, trying to make the individual assessment results better.

In view of the fact that they all rushed forward as if they were hitting chicken blood, it seriously affected Mo Shangjun's usual rhythm. At the time, he was not in good control. Mo Shangjun's achievements in this day rushed into the top 30, which really surprised people. A handful.

However, the trainees who have seen her save people take it for granted.

They agreed that Mo Shangyun was hiding strength.

Gradually, the casual discussion suddenly transferred from Qin Xue to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun was obsessed with how to ensure his grades, but he didn't have enough time to take care of them. He borrowed the instructor's meeting tent that night and took a new notebook to continue writing.

Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu passed by occasionally and saw that she listed the names of the students who are making rapid progress today. They made a simple evaluation and almost died without depression.

In the next hour, Mu Cheng and Peng Yu will come and go from time to time, peeking a few times.

Finally, when he saw Mo Shangjun collecting his notebook, the two immediately stood up from their chairs, glanced at each other, and then walked over to Mo Shangjun.

"That, Mo..." Mu Cheng approached, hesitating, and suddenly changed his mouth, "Company."

Company commander.

Mo Shangyun gave a slight pause, carrying a notebook in his hand, raised his eyebrows at them ridiculously, and asked with a smile, "Yo, what's wrong?"

"What have you been writing for so long?" Mu Cheng asked roundly.

"Write and write whatever you want."

Leaning on the desk, Mo Shangyun turned the notebook around in his hand.

Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng stared at each other silently.

"Can you see it?" Peng Yuqiu asked straightly.

"Oh?"

Peng Yuqiu hesitated and explained: "It's like this..."

"can."

Mo Shangjun gently hooked his lips and interrupted him directly.

Peng Yuqiu was taken aback for a moment, taking all his words back.

Shaking the notebook in his hand, squinting on the ink, lazily said: "Talk about the purpose of the March assessment, why are you instructors."

"The captain didn't tell you." Mu Cheng was quite surprised.

"Should I know?" Mo Shangyun asked with a smile.

"That's not there, but..." After thinking about it, Mu Cheng said truthfully, "I think the captain will tell you."

Mo Shangyun can be hired by Yan Tianxing and San Gu Maolu as students, and he is directly selected without going through the previous assessment, although the latter's treatment is not only available for Mo Shangyun, but the former...only Mo Shangyun.

He always felt that Mo Shangyun should know a lot, not even less than what they knew. Unexpectedly, the captain's security measures did so well.

"We can't say without the permission of the captain."

Peng Yuqiu put away some errands, and his expression gradually became more serious.

"OK." Mo Shangyun was not surprised, and nodded, then asked, "So, when will he come back?"

"Three days later." Peng Yuqiu replied.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and threw the notebook in his hand and threw it to him.

Peng Yuqi caught it subconsciously, and was unavoidably surprised.

To answer such a question, give them the notebook.

"Carefully, don't give him a chance to find fault."

Mo Shangyun gave a casual confession, turned around, waved at them, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and left.

Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng watched her leave.

There was a period of silence in the tent.

"Speaking of it," Mu Cheng said, slightly puzzled. "I have an intuition. Her purpose is to ask when Yan Ye will come back."

"This possibility is not ruled out," Peng Yuqiu mused. "However, according to her last sentence, I believe that she desperately wants to see Yan Ye's black face."

"Forget it," Mu Cheng shook his head and stared at the notebook in Peng Yuqiu's hands. "Look at her notes first. I'm worried about how to give them an overall evaluation."

"Also."

Peng Yuqiu agreed.

That night, the two of them looked at the ink on Jun's notebook until they turned off the lights.

After leaving, the two sighed with each step.

Observation ability is so good, why hasn't Mo Shangyun been in heaven yet?

*

On the ninth day, at nine o'clock in the evening.

Yan Tianxing, who was busy with the handover and completed the detailed report, contacted Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng for the first time to inquire about the camp for the past three days.

Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng both told the truth.

Except for a minor accident on the eighth night, the two performed well based on the notes made by Mo Shangyun.

"Ink on Yun's head?"

Over the phone, Yan Tianxing's mellow and magnetic voice came, with a hint of joking.

"Chu Yun was sure, it was him." Peng Yuqiu affirmed.

After a pause, Yan Tianxing's voice came, "Tomorrow's assessment, change it."

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Does anyone find that Yu Yitong and Xiao Chuyun are so tired?