Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

In the morning, eight o'clock.

Ancheng Army Academy training ground.

The young students who had just breathed again came to the venue where they hated.

From 8:30 to 8:30, there are two items. One is raising the national flag and taking an oath; the other is facing the report once and stipulating discipline throughout the day.

The freshmen who were tortured to death by the five kilometers in the morning, when they encountered the project of not running wildly, they were basically relieved and proceeded in a proper manner.

However, half an hour later, they also needed their military posture training without moving.

"This is right, it's very simple."

Standing in front of the team, Mo Shangjun said slowly and slowly, but at a glance, Mo Shangyun had a lot of indescribable upright postures, and Mo Shangyun regretted saying this.

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun thought about it, and continued: "The heels are close together, the toes are about 60 degrees apart; the legs are straight..."

Slowly and steadily read out the standard actions one by one. When Mo Shangyun said the last word, he came to the middle of the team.

Elbows rested on the shoulders of the second girl in the first row, Mo Shangyun leaned over her head, close to her ear, and said in a word: "Little girl, can you distinguish between sixty and thirty degrees? "

Being so close, even if Mo Shangyun is of the same sex, the girl is too nervous to subconsciously separate her toes.

"Eighty degrees."

Mo Shangyun kicked her toes slightly and brought her closer.

Of course, it was such a slight movement that the girl's tears came out in the blink of an eye, and the translucent tears twirled under her eyes.

Mo Shangyun glanced at it and almost didn't cry for her.

rub!

Can all cry? !

Just, this, what, point, break, thing, child?

With a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, Mo Shangjun patted her head and asked kindly, "Can we talk about something?"

"You... you are too fierce."

The girl chuckled and said.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

She hasn't started being fierce yet.

"Also," the girl paused, her face flushed, Zhiwu said, "I, my one is here."

"pain?"

Mo Shangyun was almost near her ear.

"Ok."

After biting her lip, the girl nodded gently.

"Want to rest?" Mo Shangyun asked again.

"Think." The girl nodded blushing.

"Oh," Mo Shangjun nodded and said, "Otherwise, you go back to the school to make a report, go home and rest for a few days. Or come to a free application for dropping out, reasons... I will help you think about it, just It is said that the instructor is inhumane, and it is not as good as a soldier to be a soldier. Is it okay?"

"..."

The girl froze for a long time, and then realized that Mo Shangyun was laughing at her. She didn't hold back immediately, and her tears fell down, and she immediately cried with tears.

Mo Shangyun gave her a thumbs up.

She did not have the courage to endure hardship. She ran here and cried. She also admired it.

"Teacher Chu!" Mo Shangyun looked up at Chu Feiyin.

"To!"

Chu Feiyin responded.

"Bring a paper towel and wipe this girl with eyes in the sand and immobile hands." Mo Shangyun greeted.

"Yes!"

Chu Feiyin ran over and looked at the girl who was crying grievously, and then looked at Mo Shangyun with a sullen face. Because she didn’t know what they said, she could only listen to the order and give out a tissue to the girl. Wiping tears.

Mo Shangyun left the girl with a headache.

If in Erlian, she had already thrown her hands away at this time, but this is a military school, and she was invited to come. If you leave, it may affect the image of Erlian and even the entire reconnaissance battalion, and Mo Shangyun has resisted.

Continue to guide others in their upright postures.

However, the cry of the girl seriously affected the mood of the entire lineup. Many people felt that Mo Shangyun bullied the girl and told them to cry. There were even several boys who stared at Mo Shangyun unconvincingly. When Mo Shangjun instructed the posture, there was a posture of "I will not listen if I do not listen."

Ten minutes later, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, dropped them directly, and left.

"Instructor Mo?"

Chu Feiyin looked at Mo Shangjun who was leaving there in surprise, looked at the three-row team, and finally followed Mo Shangyun in a panic.

In the three-row team, two boys even smiled at each other, with a taste of success.

"You are too much!"

Turning around, Yan Jiale looked angrily at the boys in the back two rows.

"Isn't it too much? I just bullied people and cried! An officer came to be an instructor, and look at her inspiring way!"

"Who knows she's so effortless."

"Schools and trainers will not blame it?"

"Relax, the Fa doesn't blame the public. Moreover, she is not suitable for leading soldiers!"

...

A group of people talked eloquently, and the team dispersed naturally.

The girls were okay. Several of them came to comfort the crying girl. Others didn't talk much, but among the boys, except some honest ones, others were ridiculed.

Yan Jiale looked at the few coaxing boys without knowing how to repent. Without feeling angry, they rolled up their sleeves and wanted to fight with them directly.

But when the girl next to him saw her, she quickly stopped her.

Originally things were messy enough, but now it can't be messed up!

At this time, Xiang Yongming, who came to look at it in a leisurely manner, could not help asking a question when he saw this mess of boiling scenes—

"What about your instructors?!"