Mo Shangjun calmly listened to Yan Gui finish the details.
She thought it was just a small dispute, but she never cared about it.
However, the current situation is obviously a bit big, and one group of people and another group of people seem to be suspected of ganging up.
If it is not done well, it is easy to be driven back.
The soldiers she brought out were just so useless and sent back, and it was a bit unpleasant to spread out.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shangjun returned to Yan and said, "Come to me at night if there is a situation."
"okay!"
Yan Gui was eager to try it, and complied.
In the afternoon's armed swim, Mo Shangjun slightly increased his speed.
Remain around fifty overall.
However, unexpectedly met Yu Yitong and An Chen.
An Chen is very good at swimming, and has always been among the best in water-related projects. Now he lives in the middle and upper reaches, and he is teaching Yu Yitong how to swim.
Yu Yitong, who ranks second in overall strength among female soldiers, is the worst at swimming.
The two came out of the same army, so Mo Shangjun was not surprised, glanced at them, and swam past them silently.
"Ink."
Just over a meter or so, Mo Shangyun heard An Chen's voice.
I planned to turn a deaf ear, but the fluctuation of the water surface was a little big, and the ripples spread. In a blink of an eye, An Chen had come to her side.
"I heard that Ni Ruo colluded with others and wanted to frame you."
He didn't touch her, just followed her, An Chen looked at her worriedly.
Mo Shangyun turned his head slightly and glanced at him.
The rain was a bit heavy, and it smashed down, causing ripples and waves on the water.
An Chen looked worried, his eyes were gentle, rain fell on him, on his face, and drops of water fell down, and the light in his eyes brightened a bit.
"At most, it is not reported."
Mo Shangyun retracted his gaze and continued to swim forward.
The water was pulled away, An Chen followed her closely, and asked two words in a low voice, "Do you believe?"
"I do not care."
Mo Shangyun replied leisurely.
There is no belief or unbelief. When this matter is found out, it depends on the result before you.
According to the results, they will be punished accordingly.
As for this small issue, she didn't need to study it thoroughly.
An Chen was stunned.
Then, listen.
Mo Shangjun didn't wait for him, and kept moving forward at his own speed.
Soon, Yu Yitong swam to An Chen's side.
"You have always believed that Mo Shangyun is retaining his strength," Yu Yitong stopped, glanced at An Chen, and asked lightly, "Why?"
As for Mo Shangyun's strength, she only had the impression when she first met.
It is very powerful.
In the first confrontation, An Chen firmly believed in Mo Shangyun's strength. In fact, Mo Shangjun did not live up to his belief, killing them in a shocking way.
However, she has been here for four days, and she has observed Mo Shangyun from time to time, but she has never seen the word "powerful" from Mo Shangyun.
It was as if the woman who was arrogant and confident when they first met was a completely different person.
"She didn't intend to retain her strength." An Chen raised his eyes, looked at the direction Mo Shangyun was leaving, and frowned, "She is playing."
"play?"
Nodding slightly, An Chen asked, "Have you ever seen a test paper with 100 percent strength, but only write 60 percent of the answers, and the rest are empty?"
Yu Yitong stared, then shook his head.
Heard, never seen.
"She is." An Chen's voice was certain.
Several times, he has seen Mo Shangyun's test paper. He can write as many correct answers as he wants, and either leave the rest blank or "copy" other people's wrong answers.
For her, it is also a pleasure to fill in the correct answer with a satisfactory wrong answer.
As the saying goes, the height is better than the cold.
When the realm is high, it is not the pursuit of full marks, but other pleasures.
However, An Chen still couldn't understand her thoughts.
Yu Yitong raised his eyebrows and asked with great interest, "Then what fun does she have now?"
"Observe others." An Chen guessed.
He didn't know exactly what Mo Shangyun was thinking.
When he was on Mo Shangyun recently, it was the second semester of his junior year.
But even then, Mo Shangyun was not close to him.
He can only observe.
He knew that she liked to go to the library to read books, all kinds of books were involved; she liked to find a remote place to bask in the sun and take a nap; she liked clothes that were easy to move; her left ear would feel uncomfortable when she heard big noises; When my mood comes, I will play and disappear, I can’t see anyone for several days, and I can’t get an explanation when I ask questions; I never sleep in, and I will keep training during holidays; I often skip classes to go to various classrooms to listen to lectures, and I like to hit people when I have nothing to do; I can’t stand it. A lot of things, but they can also accept it, and never talk about it with righteous indignation...
Mo Shangyun has too many habits that are not in line with ordinary people.
Anyone who comes into contact with her will admire him, but he doesn't dare to have a deep friendship with her.
He remembered that Mo Shangjun had a roommate who found her going out with him. He guessed something was different. After getting his confirmation, he was extremely surprised.
At that time, they jokingly told him that their dormitory had always said that Mo Shangyun had a dashing and lonely soul, and they had also secretly discussed what kind of people could match Mo Shangyun.
The conclusion is that if Mo Shangyun compromises, she will most likely die alone.
An Chen didn't care at the time, but after breaking up, he realized that the roommate's evaluation of Mo Shangyun was not wrong.
People like Mo Shangyun are indeed different from ordinary people.
Chic and lonely.
Can't find a soul that resonates.
Therefore, no one can easily enter her heart.
"You go first, I'll take my time."
Yu Yitong looked at Mo Shangyun who was far away, and then withdrew his gaze.
Just now, it was An Chen who came to inquire about Mo Shangyun, and then instructed her in swimming.
Grades matter.
Not everyone has the capital of Mo Shangyun.
It's not good for her to continue to delay An Chen.
An Chen hesitated, then nodded, reminded her to pay attention to a few movements, and then continued to swim forward.
In terms of performance, Mo Shangyun has made great progress.
Armed swim, 45th.
In the evening, when Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng sorted out the results, they were very pleased with this.
Not easy.
The night is getting darker.
Du Juan's punishment came down and was quietly sent away before dark.
No one but the people in tent 7 noticed her leaving.
Before Du Juan left, she didn't know what she said to Ran Feifei. At night, the atmosphere between Ran Feifei and Ni Ruo became stiff. Not only did they not say a word, but they even looked at each other occasionally, the atmosphere would become very strange.
After seven o'clock, the rain stopped outside, and the air was wet, with a certain heavy breath.
Mo Shangyun sits on the bench and writes notes, the notebook rests on his lap, and he has a pen in his hand. When writing, he lowers his head slightly and looks serious. When he is not writing, he looks at the notebook and plays with his fingers unconsciously to sign. Pen.
Lin Qi glanced at her occasionally.
After sitting for two full hours, he remained motionless.
When Yan Gui came in, the pen in Mo Shangyun's hand was only a little ink left.
"Momo-"
Yan Gui greeted the others with a smile, and then walked straight towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun ignored him and wrote the last line.
At this time, the signature pen just ran out of ink and could no longer write a single stroke.
She glanced at the eye pencil in disappointment, then closed the notebook and stood up from the bench.
"Wait."
After Chao Yangui lost two words, Mo Shangyun bent over to pick up the bench, threw it under the bed, and put the notebook and signature pen in his backpack.
Then, I went out with Yan Gui.
The camp is brightly lit, but the ground is muddy and potholes, making it inconvenient to walk.
"what's the situation?"
After walking some distance, Mo Shangjun asked Yangui.
"There's an appointment for a fight at eight o'clock. I've already found out the location." Yan Gui's tone was full of excitement from bystanders.
Mo Shangyun squinted at him, "Who proposed it?"
"Do you know Duan Zimu, the top three male soldiers?" Yan Gui asked with a smile.
"Well." Mo Shangyun nodded, then frowned, "He?"
"Yes, he suggested it." Yan Gui rubbed his hands, "It was originally just a war of words, but the movement was a bit loud, and he quarreled with him, so he stood up and proposed, if it was a man, he would do it, and quarrels were done by shrew..."
Having said that, Yan Gui gave Mo Shangyun a special look.
Mo Shangyun's eyes flashed fiercely.
Yan Gui suddenly shuddered.
The next moment, Mo Shangyun took a detour and walked towards the tent where the instructor was resting.
"Where are you going?" Yan Gui's scalp exploded immediately, and hurriedly called her.
"Find an instructor."
Mo Shangyun replied leisurely.
There was a cold wind whistling from behind, Yan Gui sighed that something was wrong, and then caught up with Mo Shangyun's speed.
"Momo, aren't you?" Yan Gui looked at her in disbelief.
What about the Demon King of Chaos who led them to make trouble together? !
How come it's only been three months in the company, and three months of soldiers, so I can't see fights and troubles
"No." Mo Shangyun said calmly.
"I said, Momo... ah?" Yan Gui, who was just about to educate her ideologically, couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Mo Shangyun shrugged.
"No hurry, go get a pen first."
Yan Gui: "… "
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