Peng Yuqiu took the notebook from Mu Cheng's hand.
I stared at that sentence a few times.
His eyes darkened slightly, and Peng Yu Qiu pondered, "No stuff, no flow, more than that... It's not because you have an opinion on our training, right?"
"How about, take a look?"
When speaking, Mu Cheng had an upright expression on his face.
Peng Yu Qiu paused, and the two exchanged their gazes secretly.
Then, the two looked at the notebook with serious faces, and Peng Yuqiu opened the notebook.
First page, first line—
"Standards for Internal Affairs (Revision Plan)"
Below, correct and beautiful font, filled the entire layout.
The two looked at each other in astonishment.
After a while, Peng Yuqiu continued to look at the notebook.
The two stared intently.
"This isn't from Mo Shangyun, right?" After reading several pages in a row, Mu Cheng asked in shock.
Several pages in a row were written with housekeeping regulations, and it could be seen that it was written temporarily based on their tents, what items should be placed where, what uniform characteristics were required, and what quilts should be considered qualified, all of which had detailed regulations.
There are even scoring criteria.
Relatively speaking, the one that Peng Yuqiu slightly adapted according to the regular housekeeping regulations was simply unsightly.
"It should be her."
Peng Yuqiu was deeply ashamed.
Thinking of Mo Shangyun teaching Liang Zhiqiong to "stand in a military posture" at noon, she could blurt out any standard at that time, and now looking at the various regulations in this notebook, it is exactly the same.
Absolutely her.
"There seems to be more in the back." Mu Cheng winked at him.
On the page I turned to, there were a few empty lines below, as if all the regulations had been written.
However, there seems to be something else written behind it.
Peng Yuqiu was curious and opened it directly.
This time, the eyes of the two of them seemed to be glued to the notebook. When they saw it, they were stunned.
That page is awesome.
A person is drawn on the upper left, with a round combat cap and a camouflage training uniform, which is biased towards the live-action version. At first glance, the facial features and temperament are Yan Tianxing.
Further down, three lines of words—
"1. It is a waste of time to assess projects.
2, deal with things, the attitude is not correct.
3, … (under consideration)”
"Pfft, you dare to criticize my Lord Yan." Mu Cheng was sympathetic on the face, but actually gloated at the misfortune. "But, it's obviously that the above is going to assess these. We are only responsible for supervising and helping, and Lord Yan has a terrible burden..."
"Yan Ye is the chief instructor, she won't let Yan Ye take the blame, but also let you and I fail?" Peng Yuqiu asked with a smile.
Mu Cheng reminded: "In the back, there seems to be..."
Peng Yuqiu turned another page.
Immediately afterwards, the smiles on both of their faces gradually stiffened.
"Damn." Mu Cheng couldn't hold back, and scolded one word, "Do we have so many problems?"
"Can it be torn?" Peng Yuqiu gritted his teeth.
"Ah."
Mu Cheng sneered, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Tsk," Peng Yuqiu tapped his finger on the notebook, "Look, she also focused on criticizing Comrade Ji Ruonan, focusing on a certain object, and cannot be treated equally..."
quite a while.
Mu Cheng calmed down, but couldn't help but complain, "Speaking of which, why is Master Yan a real portrait? We've all become the Q version, isn't that too much to deal with?"
Peng Yuqiu was so angry that he wanted to hit him on the head with his notebook.
"Why, do you want to find her in person and ask her to draw us a real-life portrait?" Peng Yuqiu said angrily.
"I think," Mu Cheng pondered for a moment, "even if she didn't ask her, she would find out that we moved her notebook."
Peng Yu Qiu looked puzzled.
Mu Cheng paused and then analyzed, "Just now, when I opened the cover, a strand of hair fell out. At first I thought it was accidentally dropped in, but now..."
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
Okay.
The truth is that people have superb anti-reconnaissance skills, and a single strand of hair marks it to determine whether someone has moved.
Peng Yuqiu couldn't resist the urge to smash his head with his notebook.
"What about the special forces?" Peng Yuqiu pointed at him with a grudge, and shook his head helplessly, "You only remember such an obvious method now?!"
"Who would have thought that she could come here." Mu Cheng expressed his innocence.
Only on the battlefield and training ground can you guard against people. How can you expect people to dig pits for people in life
Peng Yuqiu was severely criticized, and was particularly upset, and wanted to have a good fight with Mu Cheng.
However-
Someone opened the curtain and walked in.
"What are you talking about?"
Ji Ruonan asked curiously.
In an instant, Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu's expressions both returned to normal.
"to chat with."
"Talk to heart."
The two answered in tandem.
At the same time, Peng Yuqiu quietly closed the notebook and put it on the desk.
The performance was so casual and usual that Ji Ruonan took a few glances, but didn't ask any further questions.
At seven o'clock, Mo Shangyun returned to the conference tent.
The two people who were guarding the door already knew her, and they let her in without even asking a question.
Enter the door.
It was dark outside and the lights were bright inside.
Two lights were lit above the tent, and the long conference table was no longer empty, but four people were seated.
Yan Tianxing sat in the middle, and the other three sat on both sides, with Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng on the left, Ji Ruonan in the first position on the right, and Ji Ruonan's notebook and signature pen on the right.
As soon as she came in, the eyes of the four were focused on her.
"Report."
Mo Shangyun called out in a similar way.
Ji Ruonan, Peng Yuqiu, and Mu Cheng didn't say anything, they just looked at her.
Yan Tianxing stared at her twice, and then said unhurriedly, "Sit."
"Yes!"
Responded decisively.
Then, Mo Shangjun walked to the seat next to Ji Ruonan and sat down slowly.
"Meet."
Yan Tianxing spoke up.
Mu Cheng coughed lightly and began to talk about this meeting.
The theme of the meeting was "Internal Affairs".
The general content of the meeting, the appropriate revision of the internal affairs regulations, and everyone actively put forward targeted opinions.
During the brief introduction, Mu Cheng's eyes kept looking at Mo Shangyun intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was very concerned.
Mo Shangyun listened casually and opened his own notebook.
When she turned to the title page, she guessed that someone moved her notebook, and then noticed Mu Cheng's small eyes, Mo Shangyun probably had a clue in her heart.
However, there is nothing to see.
"I think that internal affairs are the most basic requirements for military personnel. I have read the internal affairs regulations. The requirements are relatively loose, and they can be more specific and strict."
Ji Ruonan was the first to speak, and the pen in his hand tapped on the table to emphasize.
"Agree." Mu Cheng nodded.
"There are indeed many shortcomings." Peng Yuqiu was very ashamed when he thought of Mo Shangjun's internal affairs regulations.
Yan Tianxing swept them around.
Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng have been with him for several years, and since the moment Mo Shangjun entered the door, their expressions have been a little wrong.
Swept away by his gaze, he was somewhat nervous, and even more wrong.
Turning his head down, Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangyun who was flexing the pen with his fingers, "How about you?"
After being called, Mo Shangyun paused when he turned the pen, put the signature pen in his hand, fell back slightly, and leaned on the back of the chair.
Under the table, two slender legs overlapped, and Erlang's legs were crossed, looking very idle and lazy.
"A question." Mo Shangyun said slowly.
"You said." Mu Cheng urged somewhat urgently.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyes, fixed his eyes on Peng Yuqiu, and said word by word: "The previous housekeeping regulations, zero points."
The implication is that she doesn't even need to mention her opinions. She dislikes all the internal affairs regulations and completely rejects them.
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
If he hadn't seen Mo Shangyun's notebook with his own eyes, he would definitely believe that Mo Shangyun was too wild.
However, even if she is rampant right now, it is because she has rampant capital.
Neither Peng Yuqiu nor Mu Cheng said a word, and they were acquiescing to her statement.
On the other hand, Ji Ruonan thought about it carefully, then frowned and said, "I think there are still merits. If you are not satisfied with the regulations, you can say them directly, and we can improve them together."
She believed that Mo Shangjun had a certain opinion on the internal affairs regulations.
However, the existing internal affairs regulations are still taken care of in many aspects. Although there are shortcomings, they will not reach the point of "zero points".
Mo Shangyun squinted at her.
Ji Ruonan's face was serious, as if he valued this issue very much.
"Here."
Mo Shangyun pushed the notebook in front of her with a little force and pushed it to her.
"what is this?"
Looking at the notebook, Ji Ruonan asked suspiciously.
"Passing house rules, if you are not satisfied, you can change it on this basis." Mo Shangjun wrote lightly.
Ji Ruonan was stunned.
Could it be that she re-wrote a housekeeping regulation
A look of surprise appeared in her eyes, Ji Ruonan took it over and opened it, she didn't even notice it, she was a little nervous.
She skipped the title page and turned directly to the first page.
Sure enough, handwritten house rules.
Detailed and specific, in line with the housekeeping regulations for military tents.
There are 12 in total.
I don't know if she was trying to make it clear at a glance or just to be bored, and she even drew simple schematic diagrams below several regulations.
It is by no means a painting of the soul, although it is not as vivid as a professional painter, but all the objects are drawn in place, very specific, and the content of the text can be seen at a glance.
Ji Ruonan couldn't hide the shock in her heart after reading these twelve items.
She has always been curious about Mo Shangyun's behavior and life style.
What kind of temperament, habits, and requirements are needed to match her strength.
In other words, people who know Mo Shangyun have various comments on Mo Shangyun, and more call her a "mysterious person".
After a long time, she really wanted to see what kind of person Mo Shangjun was, why he could become an "unsolved mystery" on the university campus, and how he could easily take Erlian from the bottom to the bottom in the three months of the reconnaissance camp. Elevate to a true first.
So she asked Mo Shangjun to "post the battle" and asked Yan Tianxing before this assessment, whether she could come here as an instructor voluntarily.
I just want to get in touch with Mo Shangyun.
This "internal regulation" seems to have been completed in a short period of time, so detailed, specific and impeccable. Ji Ruonan prepared several opinions, and thought they were all available, but Mo Shangyun had already perfected them in the regulations.
Thinking of his own notes, Ji Ruonan made a little comparison, and felt the difference.
"No comment."
Ji Ruonan hesitated and made his own judgment.
Then, he pushed the notebook in his hand to Yan Tianxing on the left.
Yan Tianxing glanced at Mo Shangyun, whose face was dull and boring, the corner of his lips hooked, and took the notebook over.
Look slowly.
Without taking a look at the key points with Ji Ruonan, the first page turned to the title page, and saw the phrase "no plug, no flow, more than that".
A student wrote this sentence in front of his summary of the internal affairs regulations, which seemed to have the nature of "rebellion".
However, it fits her personality.
Yan Tianxing continued to flip through the internal affairs regulations one by one, and wrote such regulations in a short period of time. On the premise that there is no template, I am afraid that I will remember all the internal affairs regulations of the army clearly.
After reading it, and noticing that there are words behind, Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes slightly and flipped through it.
Then, his face darkened.
Ji Ruonan didn't know it, and didn't notice the change in his expression at that moment.
On the other hand, Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu kept staring at Yan Tianxing, and when they noticed the strangeness, they exchanged glances in schadenfreude.
At their place, no one dared to "criticize" Yan Tianxing, let alone list "opinions". Mo Shangjun had the courage, and they were both convinced.
Yan Tianxing continued to flip through a few pages.
After reading word by word, Yan Tianxing squinted at Mo Shangyun, who was turning his pen again.
This woman is simply boring.
"That's it."
After closing the notebook and putting it on the table, Yan Tianxing made a decision directly.
Mu Cheng smiled and said, "Captain, we..."
"Didn't you see?"
Lifting his eyelids, Yan Tianxing asked a question, his tone was mixed with threats and coldness.
"… "
Mu Cheng immediately fell silent.
Peng Yuqiu didn't dare to say more.
Hearing Yan Tianxing's words, Ji Ruonan realized that Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng had watched it beforehand.
Maybe, just before she came in.
No wonder they were both weird.
"Both of us have no opinion." Mu Cheng said slowly, raised his eyes to look at the other side, noticed that Mo Shangyun was staring at her with a smile, and praised with a smile, "It's really well written."
Mo Shangyun squinted his eyes and smiled lightly, but brushed it away.
Just look at it, it's pointless to pursue it.
"continue."
Yan Tianxing reminded coldly.
At this time, several pairs of eyes noticed that the notebook was placed in front of him, and he hadn't returned it to Mo Shangyun.
"Then I'll tell you a few more." Peng Yuqiu went into battle under pressure, "First, the internal affairs inspection will be set at 7:30 in the future. After Mo Shangyun has checked tent No. 7, he will hand over the internal affairs results to Instructor Ji; second , Internal affairs will occasionally be checked, except for naps and lights out until seven o'clock the second time, the internal affairs must be maintained. But the No. 7 tent, Instructor Ji lives there, so the rest of the time is also Mo Shangyun... "
Peng Yuqiu raised his eyes to look at Mo Shangjun, and continued, "You are responsible."
Mo Shangyun nodded, expressing his understanding.
"Third..." Peng Yuqiu flipped through the notebook, glanced at it, then raised his eyes slightly sincerely, and continued to stare at Mo Shangyun, "Third, Comrade Mo Shangyun, do you have any opinion on us? "
"No."
Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly.
"..." Peng Yuqiu was quite surprised. After thinking about it, he nodded, "Well, I have nothing to say."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pastor changed to answer the call.
Mucheng mainly replaced Yan Tianxing and made a summary of the internal affairs.
"Any thing else?"
When Mucheng finished speaking, Yan Tianxing took over.
"No."
Ji Ruonan shook her head.
Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng remained silent.
Soon, everyone's eyes fell on Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun spread his hands, "No."
After a pause, Yan Tianxing said directly: "Dismiss the meeting."
Hearing these two words, Mo Shangyun stood up immediately.
She has always been the most positive about the meeting.
Of course—
Yan Tianxing's extremely nice voice drifted into his ears like a demon at this moment.
"Mo Shangyun stayed."
011, please eat barbecue [three more]