"Beep-beep-beep-"
Three whistle blows interrupted all questions.
"Since there is no problem..." In the middle of the sentence, Mo Shangyun's tone became cold, "Dissolve!"
Everyone: "… "
Come on, there are still so many questions to ask!
However, no matter how they pestered them to ask questions, Mo Shangyun didn't say a word.
Anyway, she has made it clear about the situation, and the rest are just trivial issues, which have no effect on the action.
Throwing off Erlian, Mo Shangyun went straight back to the office.
Call up a training program from a computer file and print three copies on a printer.
As soon as Mo Shangyun went out, he saw a few sneaky figures.
"Don't hide, come someone." Mo Shangjun leaned against the door and said unhurriedly in the direction of the stairs.
"Report!"
It was Li Liang who ran out of Ma Lier.
As a platoon leader, you must have the self-consciousness to stand up and protect others at any time.
However, halfway through his run, his speed slowed down, staring at Mo Shangyun carefully, with obvious nervousness.
"Hurry up." Mo Shangyun urged impatiently.
Li Liang coughed, accelerated the speed of his feet, and came to Mo Shangyun with all his might.
Mo Shangjun handed over the A4 paper in his hand, "The emergency training plan for the next four days."
Slightly startled, Li Liang showed joy, then quickly took it and responded, "Yes!"
Mo Shangyun turned around and walked into the office.
After a pause, Li Liang seemed to have made up his mind and stopped her, "Mo Fulian!"
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun paused and glanced at him sideways.
I mean, say something.
"Do you know about that matter?" Li Liang hesitated.
According to the original plan, I wanted to tell Mo Shangyun after the second and third consecutive wins. After all, he raised his eyebrows and exhaled. No matter what the cause was, Mo Shangyun should be able to calm down.
However, they did not expect that the second consecutive defeat would be a complete defeat.
It's really embarrassing to tell Mo Shangyun about this kind of embarrassment, but with Mo Shangyun's means, he doesn't press them any more, he should already know.
There was no clear answer, and they couldn't figure it out. Taking advantage of no one else, Li Liang just took this plan and asked Mo Shangyun to clarify.
Do you know, what are your thoughts
Mo Shangyun turned sideways, faced him, and said coolly, "I don't know."
Li Liang was stunned for a moment.
I don't know, it must be hidden.
Judging from Mo Shangyun's performance yesterday, if she really "don't know", she won't let it go. But if she knows, but says "don't know", it means...
Li Liang felt that trying to figure out Mo Shangyun's thoughts was very labor-intensive, but if she thought about it carefully, she could gradually figure out her deep meaning.
—She knew, but in front of the company, she pretended not to know.
The deeper meaning, such as her reasons, what she did first, and her thoughts, were completely unpredictable.
The thoughts stopped at this point, Li Liang came back to his senses, and mentioned another matter, "Also, after discussing it, I will summarize the questions about the assessment first, and ask you one at a time..."
Saying that, Li Liang observed Mo Shangyun's expression specially.
Not impatient.
Mo Shangjun cut him off and said directly: "Print it and give it to me."
Ask a question with a printout? !
This shocking condition made Li Liang really startled, and the corner of his mouth twitched, thinking that he would not care about her, so he stood at attention and shouted: "Yes!"
Just halfway through his words, his loud voice was interrupted by the sound of Mo Shangyun closing the door.
Li Liang: "..."
Mo Shangyun sat back in front of the computer and simply sorted out the files.
At this moment, the phone buzzed.
Putting the phone in the drawer, she paused, opened the drawer, and found the vibrating phone.
Caller ID: Mom.
A very impactful word made Mo Shangyun's hand tremble.
After a while, it stabilized.
Handing the phone to her ear, she answered, "Mom."
"it's me."
What responded to her was a low and calm male voice.
"elder brother."
Raising his brows lightly, Mo Shangjun shouted without revealing a trace, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
She asked, "Go home?"
"Yeah." Mo Shangshuang didn't say anything polite, and directly relayed, "Tian Xing's gift has been brought."
"Oh," Mo Shangyun hooked his lips, "Is it Melatonin?"
"What Melatonin?" Mo Shangshuang didn't know why, and paused, "It's a commemorative saber."
Gee, it's quite appealing.
"Mom asked you to call me?"
"Um."
"Does she have nothing to say?"
Mo Shangshuang said in a deep voice, "Next time, choose the gift yourself, and it's even less of the mind to find someone to do it for you."
"...Oh." Mo Shangyun said angrily.
Usually, when my mother gave birth, she also bought some cosmetics, clothes, jewelry, perfumes, flowers, etc. Usually, she went to the mall and asked someone to give her mother a gift, and then there would be many people enthusiastically giving it to her. She recommends.
She was chosen directly from it.
If it is slow, it will take half an hour, and if it is fast, five minutes will be enough.
Mo Shangjun thought to himself that this kind of coping behavior was a little compliment to her when it came to "mind".
Right now, Yan Tianxing helped her give her a commemorative saber, which was beyond the norm and "satisfied"... Mo Shangjun was not surprised when he was seen through.
Seeing that Mo Shangshuang had not spoken, Mo Shangjun frowned and frowned, looking for something to ask: "What is she doing?"
After a short pause, Mo Shangshuang said, "Fool people."
"what?"
"There is a child coming to the house for New Year's greetings. It's too noisy. She feels annoyed and is making up ghost stories to scare people."
"..." Mo Shangyun was a little dumb, sighing that it was her mother, and after a while, he muttered, "Oh, I'm hanging up."
"Um."
Mo Shangshuang decisively hung up the phone.
After all, it wasn't her mother's phone call. Mo Shangyun was a little fortunate, and didn't care about Mo Shangshuang's direct phone call.
The next day, three in the morning.
It was not before Mo Shangyun's morning exercise time, but she was awakened by the slight movement in the upper bunk.
Squinting slightly, Mo Shangyun's brain quickly regained clarity, and he recognized that it was the sound of dressing.
After hesitating for a while, Mo Shangyun didn't move and continued to sleep with her.
Of course—
When Lin Qi got down from the top bunk, she heard the sound of the door opening, the cluttered footsteps, and the sound of low voices.
It was so quiet at night that any movement was extremely clear.
"Exercise?"
The short two words, the voice was cool and lazy, and suddenly sounded in the silent dormitory.
"… "
Lin Qi, who was wearing shoes, was suddenly startled by her, raised her head subconsciously, and stared vigilantly at Mo Shangyun on the bottom bunk.
Mo Shangyun still lay there, motionless, expressionless, breathing calmly, without even lifting his eyelids.
If it weren't for the fact that she was the only one in the dormitory who could speak, Lin Qi might suspect that someone else said the words.
"Yeah." Lin Qi responded and fastened the shoelaces.
"come on."
Thin lips parted lightly, and after speaking lightly, she said nothing more.
Lin Qi stood up and wanted to leave as soon as possible, but after thinking about it, he was a little unwilling, "Aren't you going to ask?"
Without her orders, the company voluntarily retrained, and there were no whistles or bells—
Made an appointment in advance and practiced in private, but Mo Shangyun really turned a blind eye
Mo Shangyun replied lazily, "I'm not interested."
As long as their bodies can bear it, and it's a good thing to consciously train more, she doesn't bother to care.
Lin Qi stood by the bed and walked in no hurry. After a while, she frowned and continued to ask, "Why don't you compete for the spot?"
Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.
Is this topic over
"I'll give you two choices," Mo Shangyun opened her eyes, and in the weak light, she could see her eyes clearly and clearly, she stared at Lin Qi, word by word, "One, you continue to question; Two, I'll go to accompany you to practice now."
Lin Qi: "… "
Row.
As long as Mo Shangyun doesn't want to say something, no matter how closely he pursues it, Mo Shangjun will never let go.
Even... she's impatient.
After thinking about it, Lin Qi still chose the former, and left silently without causing trouble for the group of self-conscious people.
After waiting for her to go out and closing the door, Mo Shangyun closed his eyes, turned over and continued to sleep.
Last time I was stimulated by Yilian, Erlian really put a lot of effort into training.
This time, he was hit three times in a row, and the second one was the same as being beaten with blood.
For three full days, according to Mo Shangyun's training plan, they would improve their physical fitness during the day and supplement their knowledge of survival in the wild at night, but Mo Shangyun had not arranged them to be harsh enough, and they had a certain rest time, so they were more ruthless to themselves, Once I have free time, I will stay on the training ground and refuse to leave.
The platoon leader hurried back to rest, but he refused.
For this kind of active training and unwilling to lag behind the spirit of Erlian, Lang Yan and the instructor from time to time came over to take a look and expressed their admiration.
However, this behavior of forcibly training with a bit of fighting spirit also made them worry to some extent.
Work and rest, work and rest!
Excessive physical training, how can their bodies endure it? !
On the third day, the instructor specially found Mo Shangyun, motioned her to go out, and let the group of boys rest for a while. If they continue to be so excited, they will not talk about it, and they will all be sent to the hospital by then.
Mo Shangjun listened to the instructor for three minutes, and then replied "OK", indicating that he must complete the task, and forcibly sent the old man away.
Fourth day.
Just after four o'clock, Mo Shangyun heard footsteps in the corridor, raised his brows, and finally stopped pretending to be deaf and dumb.
then-
Lin Qi was surprised to find that Mo Shangyun not only got up earlier, but even got dressed before her.
"What do you want to do?"
Lin Qi jumped out of bed and asked Mo Shangyun a question before leaning over to put on his shoes.
Glancing at her, Mo Shangjun slowly took out his whistle.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the black whistle, and Lin Qi suddenly had an ominous premonition, and the action of tying his shoelaces sped up a lot.
However, she was still a step behind. She had just put on her shoes when Mo Shangyun had already left the door.
The next moment, in the chaotic corridor, a familiar whistle sounded.
"Beep-beep-beep-"
"Beep-beep-beep-"
"Beep-beep-beep-"
The harsh sound, in the fastest time, suppressed the cluttered sound, and at the same time, it also stopped the soldiers from gathering.
Immediately after that, Mo Shangyun's cold command sound—
"One minute, go back to me!"
Lin Qi strode out.
The corridor was lit with lights, and the soldiers of the Second Company were scattered everywhere, and some of them slipped near the stairs. Due to the unexpected arrival of Mo Shangyun's whistle and orders, they subconsciously stopped their pace, but they stood, ran or squatted. , as if they were immobilized, and their whole body was stiff.
As for Mo Shangyun, he was standing at the junction of the stairs on the third and fourth floors, holding the whistle in his hand, staring coldly at the group of people who were about to move.
This happened too hastily, and no one came back to his senses.
Fortunately, Lin Qi was mentally prepared. After being stunned for a while, he walked to the stairs, looked at Mo Shangyun standing below, and said, "Report! We are all voluntary!"
"I didn't force you, of course you are voluntary." Mo Shangyun gave her a sideways glance.
Lin Qi: "… "
Depend on!
Is it voluntary? !
Seeing that they were still motionless, Mo Shangjun raised his brows, then waved to them, "Come closer."
The voice fell.
At this time, the soldiers on the two floors approached her in fear.
Soon, the stairs were crowded with people.
"It's none of my business how you toss, but," Mo Shangyun glanced at them after a while, "Now, considering that you've been conscious for a few days, you should really recharge your batteries before the war. Sharpen it; secondly..."
Everyone stuck their heads out and listened half seriously and half worriedly.
Frightened by Mo Shangyun, they really can't rest assured.
Squinting his long and narrow eyes, Mo Shangjun continued: "Secondly, your instructors are thinking of you, let me persuade you a few words, if I don't get any effect, your instructors will continue to talk about it hard..."
Everyone: "… "
Oh shit!
Although this reason is inconspicuous, but, it is really... uncommonly understandable!
A group of people did not say a word and were fighting ideologically in their hearts.
At this time, Xiang Yongming came up and said with a smile: "Mr. Vice-Lian, you can't do it. When the instructor persuaded you, shouldn't you go back righteously?!"
"… "
At that moment, everyone invariably felt an aura called "death".
110. You girl, make yourself so rough