"Just leave it outside."
Words are like commands and cannot be denied.
The two female soldiers were stunned for a moment, not knowing why.
"Why, why?"
A female soldier with a slightly round face and a slightly stronger figure asked in confusion.
The female soldier next to her was small and thin, she pursed her lips lightly, avoiding Mo Shangyun's gaze, obviously a little afraid of her.
Mo Shangyun looked at them lightly, but did not speak.
The two felt a terrifying sense of oppression and looked at each other, feeling a little nervous. Finally, the thin female soldier tugged at the sleeves of the person beside him, signaling a compromise.
The two reluctantly walked away.
After walking a distance, they could still hear their complaints.
"Feifei, what kind of person is she? We do good things without hindering her."
"Du Juan, stop talking."
The thin female soldier named Feifei persuaded in a low voice, her voice soft and cowardly.
Mo Shangyun touched his nose and looked back indifferently.
Late at night, half past eleven.
Mu Cheng flipped through the roster in his hand.
Those who successfully arrived at the assignment have all the spaces in the first column ticked.
Using the lights of the camp, he checked several times to make sure that everyone arrived successfully.
Among them, there are 63 female soldiers with 8 tents and 152 male soldiers with 19 tents.
During Mu Cheng's confirmation, there was a teaching assistant standing beside him, and he told Mo Shangyun to find him, to force him in a few words, and to ask him to help move the table and washbasin.
"Brother Mu," the teaching assistant asked curiously, looking embarrassed, "what's her background, and her rank is still so high?"
"It's an ancestor."
Mu Cheng sighed deeply.
He and Peng Yuqiu were basically in charge of the first stage of this assessment. They had already suggested to Mr. Yan that they could not control Mo Shangyun, or make an exception and let Mo Shangjun be an instructor here to help them. Let's select people together, but Yan Ye insists on not agreeing.
Euphemistically called: breaking the rules.
As a result, on the grounds that "female soldiers must have a female instructor to manage them easily", he rubbed against Yan Tianxing, and finally Yan Tianxing called and transferred Ji Ruonan, who he didn't know, over.
It will be there tomorrow.
Mu Cheng sighed, feeling that he had dug a grave for himself.
"What's her background..." the teaching assistant asked cautiously.
"It has nothing to do with the background," Mu Cheng waved his hand, bypassing the topic, thinking of Peng Yuqiu who he hadn't seen in a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Where's the boy Peng Yuqiu?"
"An hour ago, he left with Liang Zhiqiong from tent No. 7." The teaching assistant answered honestly.
"Not back yet?"
Mu Cheng was stunned and could not help but grit his teeth.
Good boy, as soon as he went to a rendezvous with a woman, he threw all the mess to him.
"One more thing."
"what?"
"I just saw that two people in tent No. 7 wanted to help move the bed and bedding, but they were stopped by Mo Shangyun."
Mu Cheng was inexplicable, "Stop doing what?"
"I don't know." The assistant shook his head.
He also stumbled upon it by accident.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Cheng calmed himself down, and then ordered: "It's almost time to turn off the lights, hurry up and find Peng Yuqiu back."
"Yes."
The teaching assistant immediately responded.
Mu Cheng waved his hand, grabbed the roster, and walked directly to tent No. 7.
quite a while.
Come to the outside of tent No. 7.
Looking at the bed and bedding not far from the tent, Mu Cheng frowned slightly, and then coughed twice at the tent.
"All come out!"
Mu Cheng said loudly.
After a while, all the six people in the tent came out and lined up in front of him.
Mo Shangyun stood first.
"I ask, what's the matter?"
Mu Cheng pointed to the bed and the quilt, his tone was a bit rushed, and his eyes were directed at Mo Shangyun.
"Report!"
Du Juan was the first to speak.
"Say!"
"Ran Feifei and I want to move in, but someone is not allowed!" Du Juan's eyes swept towards Mo Shangyun, and his expression was a little smug.
"Who?" Mu Cheng asked knowingly.
"Mo Shangyun!"
Du Juan raised her voice and shouted.
"Okay," Mu Cheng looked at Mo Shangyun with a half-smile, "Mo Shangyun, come and give a reason, why not?"
"Do these two beds have owners?" Mo Shangjun asked casually.
"Or put it there for you to see?"
Mo Shangyun smiled, "They don't have a figure, who knows if they are showing it to us?"
"You are being unreasonable."
"Theoretically, they didn't do anything. We set up a tent and helped to move the bed. It's like they ate the Overlord's meal and wanted to take it away. What's the reason?" Mo Shangyun said slowly, every word. Zhu Ji, "Excuse me, is this a place where certain people are given privileges?"
Mucheng: "… "
Depend on.
He actually felt that what Mo Shangyun said was right.
He was talking about "love", and Mo Shangjun put "reason" on it.
If the debate continues, it will form an endless cycle, because they all have different positions and stand on their own viewpoints, and they will not be able to talk about it together.
At this time-
Ni Ruo stood up and stared at Mo Shangyun indignantly, "You may not help, but others are willing to help, what power do you have to stop it?"
"Avoid some human mistakes."
You leisurely took the words, Mo Shangyun looked straight ahead without even giving her a look.
Ni Ruo choked and could not help gnashing her teeth.
"Okay, okay," Mu Cheng interrupted Ni Ruo's next words, glanced at Mo Shangyun inexplicably, and said, "You're right, we didn't think carefully."
Mo Shangyun looked at him.
One look made Mu Chengbeier feel guilty.
Mu Cheng is also a kind of favoritism towards Mo Shangyun.
"This is the end of the matter." Mu Cheng cleared his throat and took out the roster, "Enter the tent, I'll make a note of the bed."
"Yes!"
The group responded collectively.
They entered the tent together. As soon as Mu Cheng entered, he was surrounded by Ran Feifei, Du Juan, and Ni Ruo.
"Instructor, do we still need to check the internal affairs?" Du Juan asked curiously.
"Otherwise?" Mu Cheng asked back.
Biting her lip, Ran Feifei asked worriedly, "Will the assessment be very tiring?"
"do not know."
Du Juan patted Ran Feifei on the shoulder and comforted, "It's all said to be an assessment, not a training, so I'm definitely not tired."
Ran Feifei nodded.
At this time, Ni Ruo also wanted to ask something, but Mu Cheng took out a signature pen and raised his voice to them: "All stand by your bed."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Cheng looked up and found that in addition to the three people around him, Mo Shangyun, Lin Qi, and Yu Yitong were already standing at the end of the bed, staring at them silently.
Mu Cheng was a little embarrassed.
The three of Ni Ruo also quickly stood at the end of the bed.
Mu Cheng took out a bunch of label sheets from his pocket, tore off six sheets, filled in their names one by one and distributed them, and asked them to fill in their names at the end of the bed.
"Turn off the lights at 12 and go to bed early."
Watching them finish posting, Mu Cheng explained, then turned around and walked out of the tent.
…
12 o'clock, lights out on time.
It was quite lively outside before, but when the whistle blew, everyone consciously quieted down.
The empty camp seemed to fall into silence in an instant.
Mo Shangyun was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt and without a pillow. She rested on her arm, her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelids moved slightly, and she did not fall asleep.
Less than five minutes after the lights were turned off, footsteps were heard.
Neither light nor heavy, a little rushed, and occasionally I heard the sound of stones being kicked away, as if venting anger.
Soon, someone opened the tent curtain, and a cool wind blew in.
"Who?"
Ni Ruo's unhappy voice sounded.
"Your uncle."
The man put down the curtain, walked in, and said angrily.
Just when I was a little sleepy, I was disturbed, and I was scolded for asking a question. Ni Ruo suddenly turned over and sat up, his voice raised suddenly, "Who are you, are you polite?"
"It's impolite." The man replied irritably, paying little attention to the movement, wandering around the tent, and then bursting out, "Wait, where's my bed?"
"No bed for you!"
Ni Ruo, who was so angry, gritted her teeth.
The man rolled up his sleeves and walked directly towards Ni Ruo's bed.
However, she only took two steps when she heard a cold voice, "Outside, go get it yourself."
It was Lin Qi who answered her.
The man was stunned for a while, his footsteps stopped, and he glanced at Lin Qi's bed in the dark, but he didn't get angry with Lin Qi, and responded directly, "Oh."
Finished, go.
Then, there was a very rude movement outside, and a bed and a quilt could disturb the people in the two tents next door.
Inside the tent, everyone was so noisy that they couldn't sleep, tossing and turning on the bed, all a little irritable.
Mo Shangyun, who was lying motionless on the bed, raised his hand and rubbed his ears.
It's quite noisy.
Soon, the man moved the bed and quilt into the tent, went straight to Mo Shangyun's bed, opened the folded bed in the dark, and placed it in place. Packed up, people climbed up.
There was a loud noise just now, and the movement was so loud that people wanted to take a knife and chop her up, but when she went to bed, the whole person stopped moving in an instant, and only the sound of steady breathing could be heard.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Mo Shangyun glanced at the bed on the right, then closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
I slept pretty well that night.
At dawn, just after five o'clock, the muster whistle rang.
Those who can be selected here are basically well-trained and quickly get up from the bed one by one.
Turn on the camp lights, look for your own clothes, shoes, socks, hats, and move very neatly.
Female soldier area, tent No. 7.
A few people came together, noticed the third bed on the left, and were suddenly startled.
On that bed, the quilt was neatly folded, the quilt was not wrinkled, and the quilt was square and tofu, exactly the same as before the lights out, as if it had never been touched at all.
If they hadn't seen Mo Shangyun go to bed with their own eyes, they would never believe that it was folded while they were sleeping.
On the bed next door, someone drowsily got up from the bed. Before waking up, he squinted and put on his clothes, but his speed was not affected.
Several people thought of the "noise" last night and couldn't help but glance at her.
He looks like twenty-one-two, very young, with long hands and feet. Although he is sitting on the bed and wearing shoes, he is at least one meter seventy-five in height.
The appearance is biased towards mixed blood, the eye sockets are deep, the eyes are large, the light brown pupils, the eyes are slightly closed, the slender and thick eyelashes cast shadows under the eyes, the facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and the face is surprisingly good-looking.
Although her short hair was messy and messy, it didn't affect her beauty.
People have always been tolerant of beautiful things.
Just like Mo Shangjun last night, even if he had a bad attitude, threatened others, and argued sophistry with the instructor, no one disliked her much, at most they were afraid of her.
Right now, it is inevitable for them to feel a little less resentment towards this good-looking woman.
The whistle was still ringing, and everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly went about their own business.
Of course—
Lin Qi glanced at the woman inadvertently.
As soon as she raised her hand, she threw the training uniform and coat, and threw it directly on Mo Shangyun's clean and tidy bed.
Lin Qi frowned subconsciously.
This woman is simply courting death.
But the other party didn't notice it. After putting on the shoes, he fumbled to find the belt, and then took the coat from Mo Shangyun's bed and put it on.
Lin Qi unhurriedly buttoned the last button.
His eyes fell on Mo Shangyun's bed.
There were a few more folds on the square and neat tofu block, as well as on the mattress.
"I advise you to make her bed."
Fastening the belt, Lin Qi looked at the frizzy woman coldly and warned.
The man put on his coat, buttoned two clothes, noticed that Lin Qi was looking at himself, raised his beautiful eyes, and asked curiously, "Are you talking to me?"
"Otherwise?" Lin Qi asked coldly.
The man lowered his head and glanced at the neat bedding.
Folding the quilt like this, meticulous, makes it uncomfortable to look at.
So, she frowned, took a step forward, grabbed the quilt with her hand, and lifted it hard, the folded square quilt spread out instantly.
As soon as she threw the spread quilt away, she clapped her hands and sneered at Lin Qi, "I just did it. If you have any opinions, let her come to me."
Lin Qi looked at her arrogant and domineering, and surprisingly, she had a little sympathy for her.
004, Yan, thank you