In the morning, Yan Tianxing did not appear again.
Mo Shangyun has become extremely well-behaved, not provocative, not causing trouble, and he has completed the morning training with perfect grades without any deductions.
Thinking that she had listened to her words, Yan Hanyu felt a little relieved.
As long as Mo Shangjun "doesn't die", she can still maintain the score of "no more deductions" until the end.
Although Ji Zhou talked to him about some of Mo Shangjun's problems, Yan Hanyu felt that for Mo Shangjun, these problems could be overcome.
She has been a special forces target since she was a child, so she will not be discouraged at this stage.
However, Mo Shangyun, who has been plagued by certain problems recently, did not know that Yan Hanyu had such high expectations for her.
After lunch, a group of people took the time to rest.
The heavy rain stopped, and Mo Shangjun did not go back to the dormitory, but found a remote corner and sat under a tree to pull weeds.
Before she knew it, she pulled out a large piece of the weeds under her feet.
In the spring, weeds grow recklessly, and many of them grow to the knees in a short period of time. It is very obvious that the brush is falling down.
After an unknown time, Mo Shangyun heard footsteps coming from behind.
Mo Shangyun didn't answer.
After a while, the footsteps stepped on the pile of weeds, came to Mo Shangyun's side, and stood still.
"Lord Model Worker, when you're not being punished, come here to weed, do you want to fight like this?" Ding Jing looked down at Mo Shangyun with his arms folded, and sneered aloud.
Without raising his eyelids, Mo Shangjun said calmly, "To live, you must always remember to contribute to society."
Ding Jing: "..." Is this guy mentally retarded
After a few seconds of pause, Mo Shangyun changed his style again, "I don't like being looked down on, do you sit down by yourself, or let me break your legs and let you sit down?"
"So cruel?"
Ding Jing frowned.
"It's alright," Mo Shangjun raised his hand to touch his nose and said modestly, "After all, I'm an excellent officer who adheres to the core values of socialism."
Ding Jing sat down beside her with a horrified face, and couldn't help but complain: "I didn't beat you to death now, you should burn incense and worship Buddha."
Mo Shangjun glanced at her sideways, "It's your luck that you can hold back from beating me to death now."
"Fuck," Ding Jing said, "Do you dare not be so narcissistic?!"
"This is wrong," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, pushed up the brim of his hat, and said solemnly, "I call it self-confidence. Self-confidence is an indispensable quality of a good officer."
"… "
Ding Jing felt that her soul was out of her body, and it took a long while before she returned to her body.
She glanced at Mo Shangyun hesitantly, and finally bowed her hand in admiration, "You won."
"you are welcome."
Mo Shangjun waved his hand very modestly.
Ding Jing: "..." At this moment, the feeling of wanting to kill Mo Shangyun could not be suppressed after all.
Fortunately, when Ding Jing decided to put her thoughts into action, she suddenly thought that today was Mo Shangyun's birthday.
After hesitating again and again, Ding Jing finally suppressed his violent temper.
"Forget it, let's change the topic." Picking up some weeds that Mo Shangyun had pulled up and placing them underneath, Ding Jing clapped his hands, "Have you got an answer to the question you've been struggling with recently?"
Mo Shangjun's action of pulling weeds paused slightly. After a while, she tilted her head to look at Ding Jing and asked playfully, "Even you can see it?"
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Ding Jing asked silently, "Why do you despise my IQ?"
"You heard that right."
Mo Shangyun grinned, fell back and leaned against the tree.
Ding Jing turned to look at her and said sincerely, "Boss, if you hang up in the future, it's definitely because you're too mouthy."
"Many people have said that," Mo Shangyun smiled like a star, "However, no one has killed me so far because I owe my mouth."
"..." can't be heard anymore.
However, Mo Shangyun still added slowly: "After all, it takes skill to kill me."
"… "
I can't listen to it at all!
Ding Jing wants to kill her now!
The fist took the wind and smashed it directly at Mo Shangyun's head, but Mo Shangyun leaned forward to avoid it, and the untargeted fist smashed directly into the tree trunk behind her, but Ding Jing stabilized in the middle, Did not allow his fist to be persecuted by ruthless trees.
With a murderous smile on the corner of his mouth, Ding Jing gritted his teeth and praised: "The response is good."
Mo Shangyun nodded politely, "Yes."
"I'm afraid you're shameless."
Ding Jing angrily retracted his fist.
"That's still necessary," Mo Shangyun lay back again, "A faceless person is fearless, don't I still have a few trivial shortcomings?"
Ding Jing rolled his eyes at her, "Are you sure your flaws are insignificant?"
"Perhaps," Mo Shangyun paused, then changed his tune, "a little bit more important than insignificant?"
Ding Jing suddenly clutched his chest in pain, "What the hell did I do to get my head to come over and try to solve you?"
Mo Shangjun pretended to be surprised, "So you came to solve me?"
"You went to hell without guessing it!"
As soon as Ding Jing finished speaking, he rushed towards Mo Shangyun.
Because it was too close, and the direction Ding Jing was controlling was too wide, Mo Shangyun couldn't avoid it for a while, but he was thrown to the ground by Ding Jing.
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Miscalculation!
Xueba also has a miscalculation day!
Mo Shangyun was heartbroken.
Ding Jing pressed Mo Shangyun to the ground heavily, with her elbows on her neck, with a smug expression on her face, but she opened her mouth and said, "Sister Shing, I will help you solve your problem, just treat it as It's your birthday present."
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