Seeing that Mo Shangjun had no intention of going back, Lin Mao did not persuade her, but accompanied her to wait downstairs in the dormitory.
However, during this period of time, Lin Mao found that Mo Shangyun was not idle, holding a notebook in his hand, sometimes staring at the direction of the dormitory, and sometimes writing and drawing on the notebook.
Lin Mao looked back and forth a few times, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
After writing his name, Mo Shangyun stopped and said, "Train your instant memory."
"What?"
Lin Mao did not understand what Mo Shangyun meant for a while.
Mo Shangyun shook the book in his hand, and then threw it to Lin Spear.
Lin Mao raised his hand to fish it out, looked down curiously, and saw the densely packed names and dormitories on it, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.
"The students choose the dormitory at random, so you can remember them all after reading it twice?" Lin Mao asked incredulously, looking at Mo Shangyun as if he was looking at a pervert.
After asking, Lin Mao suddenly realized that it doesn't have to be twice, the first time is uncertain, only the bed can be selected, and those who have not been determined, the second time will still randomly choose the dormitory Lay the floor.
However, not to mention whether Mo Shangyun remembered anything wrong, fifty-four people, Mo Shangyun all took the number one by one, and then wrote it down
Mo Shangjun said modestly: "There may be something wrong."
This is indeed modest, because the chances of her making mistakes are extremely small.
After training her for three years from Su Mingsha, as long as Su Mingsha is there, she almost has to observe everything around her, even all of Su Mingsha's actions.
Because Su Mingsha always makes random checks unexpectedly, even if he answers a little wrongly, Su Mingsha will punish him.
Moreover, Su Mingsha either did not punish people, but when they punished people, it was hell.
Punishment always makes people progress, especially a "genius" like Mo Shangyun, who is used to completing tasks smoothly and has always hated punishment, so under the punishment system, progress is even more rapid.
It's just that since they left, Mo Shangyun has been a little slack in many trainings - after all, there is a lack of someone who can supervise at any time, and subconsciously, he doesn't want to remember them all the time. At that time, Song Xiulang simply suggested that she stop all training.
Later, she did not continue to use many trainings, but arranged other trainings that fit her physical fitness to prevent her military skills from plummeting.
However, as soon as he came to such a place, Mo Shangyun unconsciously recalled those trainings, and occasionally wanted to move his muscles and bones.
She always has to face it.
Lin Mao returned the notebook to her.
"We will be eliminated once a week. Maybe some of the people you remember now will be gone in a few days." Lin Mao reminded politely.
In his opinion, Mo Shangjun may have done a futile effort. - If Chen Yu knew, he would not praise Mo Shangyun, but would reprimand Mo Shangyun for wasting time.
"It is also possible that we will meet in the future..." Mo Shangyun said lightly, then tilted his head to look at Lin Mao, "They are all elites, come and visit, if everyone can remember them, it will be a pity."
Everyone thinks about doing things, how to do things efficiently, and often throws away "emotion", so many people are ignored for granted.
It is undeniable, human nature.
And, taking care of everyone's thoughts, it can be said to be childish - quite childish.
However, wasting time is wasting time.
Mo Shangyun has that mind and that ability.
She can remember them in a short time, put them in the right seats, and at the same time, she can also ensure the efficiency of all things.
Those who can come here are not really trash. They are all carefully selected. Even if some people's performance is not satisfactory, most of them are excellent.
No one would think about passing up this opportunity.
If they had worked hard, Mo Shangyun felt that it was not a waste to remember their time.
Perhaps they are not rare.
However, there are always people who are rare.
Lin Mao didn't quite understand what Mo Shangyun meant, but he knew that everyone was an independent individual, and it was natural for him to have different ideas. He couldn't understand it, but it didn't mean he would disrespect him.
So, even if he didn't go into it, he didn't deny Mo Shangyun's approach.
-Everything is premised on doing good things, and the rest, how much useless she wants to do, is her own business.
Waiting is a boring thing, but interesting people turn it into an interesting thing.
Lin Miao was also idle when he was idle. Seeing that Mo Shangyun's instant memory was so powerful, he asked her if she remembered the situation of the male soldiers. Mo Shangyun nodded and said that she remembered a few, so Lin Miao made a bet with her on a whim. He asked a few, As long as Mo Shangyun answered correctly, he will be responsible for Mo Shangyun's daily summary of the week.
If you don't accept the pie in the sky at this time, you will be a fool.
Mo Shangyun nodded and agreed to Lin Spear.
Lin Mao didn't embarrass her either, and asked about the situation of several prominent students. After watching Mo Shangjun marked the dormitory numbers after their names one by one, Lin Mao tore them up suspiciously and put them away, intending to compare them in person. .
Soon, half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.
"It's time."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
Lin Mao sent her several forms.
This is the first night for the students. The previous ones were all dismounting, but their dismounting is not over yet.
While they were all asleep, urging them to fill out the form for the dormitory list at this time was somewhat of a torture.
All in all, their task is to make the students restless tonight.
After taking their respective forms, Mo Shangjun and Lin Mao happily walked to the dormitory building.
"Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock."
"Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock."
"Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock."
…
The knocking on the door, like a soul, never ends, pulling the students who had just fallen asleep back from their sleep.
However, such a gentle, polite and well-mannered voice was not enough to wake them exhausted in a short period of time.
So the next moment, they heard a cruel, harsh sound—
"Boom thump-thump, thump thump-thump!"
Very loud gong!
Someone brushed and rolled over from the bed and sat up.
"Damn, am I being superseded?!" Someone shouted angrily.
"Who, the door isn't locked and won't kick in and break in?"
"Damn it, do you dare to be a little more perverted, this cold wind whizzing, I don't sleep well, and I finally fell asleep, so just give it to me! How shameless is it?!"
"Damn! Gongs and drums, gongs and drums, if you have the ability, you can also bring the drums up!"
…
Immediately, everyone became frantic.
The sound of dong dong dong bang directly woke everyone up.
However, the first person to open the door not only didn't have time to scold people, he didn't even see who they were, and was directly stuffed with paper and pen, and then confessed - "Fill out the form within three minutes."
All four dormitories in a row are like this.
When Mo Shangyun finished sending the last form, he was standing in the corridor, watching them go wild in such a dilapidated house, and greeted her ancestors even more irritably.
However, she just touched her ears lightly and let them tear their throats, and no one paid any attention to them.
Now I still have the energy to scold people, wait until tomorrow... It would be good to have the energy to breathe.
There are some people here, thinking that it will be similar to the level of the April training camp, which is really whimsical.
Fortunately, they scolded and scolded, but they also wrote their names while scolding, and they were not idle.
But most of the time, after writing, I fell asleep and didn't care about scolding.
The voice gradually subsided.
"Outside, do you want any more paper—" Liang Zhiqiong's sleepy voice came from the first dormitory, but when he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Mo Shangyun's figure, and immediately woke up a little, scolding, "Damn, Mo Shang Yun!"
Mo Shangjun walked over calmly, squinted and stared at Liang Zhiqiong, who was furious like thunder, raised his elbow and put it on her shoulder, then stretched out his fingers to pinch her ear, and pulled aside, Liang Zhiqiong grinned in pain immediately. of.
"What do you call me?"
Mo Shangyun pulled the paper and pen with his other hand.
"Instructor Mo! Instructor Mo, let's do it!"
Liang Zhiqiong, who was still majestic and high-spirited, gave up in tears after only a few seconds.
Don't take such abuse of private affairs!
Mo Shangyun released her.
Liang Zhiqiong immediately took a step back, raised his hand to touch his red-pinned ears, and wanted to scold, but he was really afraid of the pain, so he held back his words.
"Anything else?" Liang Zhiqiong asked.
Lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangyun said, "No more."
Unable to yawn, Liang Zhiqiong raised her finger and pointed inside the dormitory, then said, "Then I'm going to sleep."
Mo Shangjun asked with a half-smile, "Do you want me to invite you to sleep?"
Feeling the bad intentions in Mo Shangyun's words, Liang Zhiqiong slammed the door shut and ran back after him.
Hearing that voice, she probably didn't even put on her shoes, she just slipped them in and ran on tiptoe.
Mo Shangyun chuckled helplessly, turned around, and went to collect the papers and pens from other dormitories.
In order to sleep, they were very fast, writing their names in minutes.
Only, the handwriting is horrible.
Mo Shangyun browsed through the light and found that there were also a few with clear and neat handwriting.
For example, Zhong Lingyue, Tang Shi, Lan Yu, etc.
Even Liang Zhiqiong's handwriting can be drawn neatly.
After taking the paper and gongs and drums and going downstairs, Mo Shangyun glanced around and found that Lin Mao was standing under the street lamp, holding the paper she wrote, and comparing it with the list in his hand one by one.
Seeing his sad expression, Mo Shangjun had a bottom line in his heart.
However, the necessary humility is still required.
Mo Shangyun walked over and asked politely, "How is it?"
Lin Mao raised his head, put away the paper, and glared at her.
- Mother, do you dare to be a little more perverted? !
She guessed all the people he randomly selected!
487、Come out [Two]