Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

As expected by Mo Shangyun, when he came to the cafeteria, there were only leftovers leftovers. ===

Fortunately, they were not picky eaters. Mo Shangjun let the cooks get something to eat, and then sat in the cafeteria with a few students, and settled the dinner slowly.

"Hey."

The moment she put down her chopsticks, someone called her.

Mo Shangyun turned his head too far.

At the next table, there were three students, men, all looking at her with interest, doubt and curiosity, all of which were obvious.

"I heard that you turned around Qin Xue and Shang Yuanting?" shouted her and asked directly.

"Ok?"

Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"They said, you challenged them both, but you left them behind early, is it true?" the man asked in detail.

Ink on Jun looked faint.

Earlier, when they were discussing, she heard her name intermittently, and these people often pointed her at her.

She knew what they were curious about.

However, the fuss is too much.

"Rumors are not credible."

Standing upright with a lunch box, Mo Shangjun lazily echoed and walked straight away.

The three watched her leave in wonder.

"She herself said it was a rumor."

"However, Xin Shuang's team record is so good, even Xin Shuang said that it was her credit."

"Don't you see it? Xin Shuang wants to chase her. I guess she will be deliberately supported."

"Chasing her? That would have passed her soldiers, is it possible?"

"Who knows... Forget it, don't care about these broken things, or worry about whether you can pass tomorrow."

...

Mo Shangjun washed the lunch box and returned to tent No. 7.

There is only one person in the tent.

After taking a bath, Ni Ai returned from holding the basin, her breath suppressed, and her brows twisted together. Seeing Mo Shangyun come in, she flicked her cold eyes, and then took the hanger to go out to dry her clothes.

Regardless of her, Mo Shangjun put the lunch box, and turned out of the tent.

After eating, there was nothing else. Many people wandered around the camp.

Although there is competition among the students, after all, the comrades-in-arms are very deep and support each other for ten days. No one knows whether they will be eliminated tomorrow. They are scattered among the various troops, and they don’t know when they will see each other after they are separated. People gathered together and planned to have a tea party.

Mo Shangyun didn't rush to the conference tent, so he wandered around the camp.

Occasionally I hear comments about her, mostly "mysterious", and Mo Shangyun is also not strange, just listen to it.

"Mo Mo."

Mo Shangyun suddenly heard a familiar cry when passing by the male soldier's tent.

She paused a little, and looked at it soundly.

Yan Gui was standing outside a tent, chatting with people on the shoulders, seeing her from afar, and waving to greet her.

Under the light, Yan Gui smiled extremely brilliantly, exposing Xiaomi Belltooth, reflecting the light, and dazzling.

After he shouted like this, the other male soldiers around him also looked at Mo Shangyun with curiosity, and looked at it with eyes mixed.

After glancing at Yangui, Mo Shangyun shrugged and walked away.

Far away, I can still hear Yan Gui boasting about ink and ink, and he is proud of each word, as if he is showing off his baby.

Too exaggerated description, it is unbearable for the listener to twitch in the corner of his mouth.

Mo Shangjun's face was black, he accelerated his pace and left the area.

The surrounding environment gradually quieted down, and Mo Shangyun planned to take a straight line toward the meeting tent, but after a few steps, he heard a slight sob.

Suddenly, Mo Shangjun listened carefully, and the sobbing sound was gradually cleared into the ear with the evening wind.

Subconsciously, he touched his left ear, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, and walked past with a cry.

The night is deep.

Outside the camp, there is no light, the moon hangs high above the sky, like water and moonlight, and a layer of silver shining in the forest.

Mo Shangyun didn't take his steps lightly and walked past with ease.

Soon, I saw a shadow under a tree, sitting on the ground, holding my knees, burying my head in my knees, and weeping softly.

Approached.

"Who?"

Under the tree, the man heard footsteps, raised his head sharply, his eyes alert and guarded, and his eyes swept straight toward Mo Shangyun.

The moonlight is bright and the vision is clear.

When Ran Feifei looked up, she saw Mo Shangyun standing not far away. She stood idle and put her hands in her trouser pockets. When the wind blew, the hair under the brim gently blows, and a few strands of hair hang down. In front of him, the bright dark eyes were covered.

Of course, without half of the coldness, coldness, and contempt, the dark and bright eyes seemed to gather up the moonlight, and they did not reach the bottom, but they were as dazzling as the vast stars, calm and gentle.

"It is you."

Seeing her, Ran Feifei calmed down in a flash and converged all the hostility.

Instead, it was a little bit unpretentious and cautious. She clasped her knees tightly, raised her wet eyes, and looked at the ink on the ink nervously.

"What's crying?"

Mo Shangyun asked lazily.

The understatement was not even curious.

"I should, I will be eliminated." Ran Feifei pursed his lips, sounded thin, and pressed very low.

Carefully.

Mo Shangyun gently frowned.

Before waiting for her to speak, Ran Feifei sniffed his nose, lowered his eyes, and continued: "You don't know, we are in a row, and we came to Du Juan and me. Actually, it shouldn't have been ours. We were the first to be selected. Those two are better, but the two of them were injured during the exercise, and the opportunity fell on us."

"We are a company of female soldiers, and there are male soldiers next door. When we were selected, there were male soldiers who were also selected to inquire about the news. After we knew it was us, warned us not to drag their hind legs."

"The company commander later learned that he trained them and comforted us. As long as we try our best, we don't have to worry about anything else."

"You know, Du Juan left early because of that incident. I was thinking, work harder, go through the first stage, and go back later later, not so ugly. But—"

Speaking slowly, Ran Feifei's voice choked up again, and her eyes were filled with tears. She bit her lip tightly, trying not to let tears flow out.

Mo Shangyun didn't speak.

She has been a military training instructor a few times. The most feared thing is people like Ran Feifei, a sentimental little girl who is glass-minded, sensitive and careful. If you reprimand a few words, she will be cranky and wronged.

Can understand the existence of such people, but Mo Shangyun has always been far away from taking the female soldiers.

If it weren’t for the female soldier instructors who were training in April, she brought a group of cutting-edge soldiers.

Ran Feifei raised his eyes and looked at Mo Shangyun again. She did not see half of the pity in Mo Shangyun's expression. She was rather disappointed and whispered: "You are an officer and a company commander of a scout. Understand."

Too.

Mo Shangjun brought three soldiers of his own, two men and one woman, all of whom paid special respect to Mo Shangjun and protected her everywhere. Even those six people from other companies were particularly enthusiastic about Mo Shangyun. The "Mo Fulian" who met aloud, shouted very affectionately.

Like Mo Shangyun, who is so popular in the company, it should be difficult to understand their situation.

Everyone was talked about, and he was clearly trying his best with clenched teeth, but because he was born with no physical advantage, he would be laughed at once he fell behind. But when you really surpass some people, you will also be ashamed, what does a female soldier desperately do?

"Eh."

Mo Shangyun made a sudden voice, and his tone was cold.

Ran Feifei blinked blankly.

Raising his hand, he plucked his flicking hair behind his ear, and Mo Shangyun looked at her lazily, "I really can't understand your mentality."

Ran Feifei bit his lip lightly, his eyes floating.

Without further ado, I walked forward a few steps, Mo Shangyun walked to her and stood still, behind him was a layer of cool moonlight, with a light burr around his body, but the front was against the light, and he fell into a hazy shadow and could not see for a while Clear her expression.

"If you come to serve as a soldier, just want to get the male soldier's approval, then I will not comment." Mo Shangyun said softly.

"No, it's not..." Ran Feifei's eyes were red and he wanted to argue with her and argue.

"So what are you crying for?"

"I..." opened his mouth, Ran Feifei thought for a moment, and asked in disappointment, "If you will be eliminated at this stage, can you accept it calmly?"

"I will not be eliminated."

Mo Shangyun said slowly.

"I mean if..." Ran Feifei was a little angry. "Anyway, you can't understand."

Like Mo Shangyun, who is already strong and has a unique advantage, how can it be understood?

Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Is my understanding useful to you?"

"..." Ran Feifei choked.

At the very least, I can... feel better.

Glancing at her lightly, Mo Shangyun turned and left.

"Mo Shangyun!" Ran Feifei suddenly raised her voice and called to her.

Mo Shangyun made a quick step, but did not rush back.

Ran Feifei looked at her back, "Mo Shangyun, if I were your soldier, if I could not pass the examination, would you be disappointed if I came back in a vain?"

"No." Mo Shangyun turned sideways, staring coldly at her.

"Why?" Ran Feifei opened his eyes inexplicably.

Mo Shangjun lazily withdrew his gaze, his voice blowing with the night wind.

"Because, your military journey has been evaluated more than once."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Ask, do you think Ran Feifei will stay?