Mo Shangjun threw the snake in the direction of Peng Yuqiu and Liang Zhiqiong.
Three or four meters away from them, he fell from the air.
The snake, which weighed less than one kilogram, fell to the ground with a snap, and also made a sound, which was especially clear when the voice was silent.
Liang Zhiqiong and Peng Yuqiu subconsciously glanced over there.
Both of them saw the snake as a matter of course.
Peng Yuqiu's brows suddenly twitched.
Looking into the distance, no one could be seen.
She retracted her gaze and looked at the opposite Liang Zhiqiong. She had already restrained her appearance as a hedgehog. Her legs were so frightened that she squatted down. Tears gleamed faintly in those beautiful eyes, full of fear. She was blinking at the moment. Staring at him without blinking.
Poorly tight.
Peng Yuqiu had a headache for a while.
Glancing at the snake that was ready to go, Peng Yuqiu frowned slightly and said to Liang Zhiqiong, "This snake is not poisonous."
Liang Zhiqiong held his head in both hands, and simply lowered his head not to look at him, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his head shook, meaning he didn't listen.
"Didn't you just praise yourself as a flower, but now you're embarrassed?" Peng Yuqiu chuckled lightly, his peach blossom eyes provoked a smile.
"… "
Liang Zhiqiong bit her lip tightly, refusing to speak.
He held his head tightly in his hands, and the knuckles of his bent fingers turned white, as if he had used a lot of energy.
Ignoring the snake, Peng Yuqiu stepped forward and squatted down in front of Liang Zhiqiong.
"You can't even overcome a snake, so what kind of soldier are you here for?"
As Peng Yuqiu said that, he reached out to take her hand.
However, as soon as her finger touched her wrist, she was slashed away, Liang Zhiqiong raised her head, her face was pale, and she stared at him tearfully.
Fearful and stubborn, his eyes are burning, and the stars are shining in the bottom of his eyes.
Seeing her like this, Peng Yuqiu was both funny and angry.
I don't know who was hiding in the dark and deliberately came out like this. He knew that he had to strangle that person to death.
"Well, for the sake of our acquaintance, I'll reveal it to you first," Peng Yuqiu looked at her and said unhurriedly, "Last night's snake release, your rating was zero. Generally speaking, those with zero points have to be eliminated. Given your good performance in the basic assessment, if you keep it up, you can barely step on the passing line in the first round. However, the second round is about survival in the wild. You have tasted this season. Do you have any snakes? If you have the conditions, you can roast them, but there are also many opportunities to eat them raw. You can have a whole snake feast in the cafeteria tomorrow and the day after. Then I almost performed poorly, and I was eliminated in the first round smoothly, so as not to be embarrassed and humiliated later, how about it?"
"you… "
Liang Zhiqiong opened her mouth, her tone trembling.
Peng Yuqiu got up and took two steps towards the snake. He didn't know what to do with an extra stone and smashed it directly at the snake. After smashing the snake into a daze, he bent down to grab the snake and walked back.
Seeing his action, Liang Zhiqiong's eyes widened immediately, his pupils shrank, and the fear was no longer obvious.
However, Peng Yuqiu did not stop.
He approached, stood half a meter away from Liang Zhiqiong, then squatted down, grabbed the snake in his hand, and stretched forward.
The snake head is close at hand.
Liang Zhiqiong remained motionless, her eyes widened.
Peng Yuqiu lowered his head, looked directly into Liang Zhiqiong's eyes, and said word by word: "Are you afraid, if you want to go on, you will not only face this snake, you will not even be able to pass this level. Two years, go early."
After watching quietly for a while, Mo Shangyun quietly turned and left.
When we got back to tent No. 7, it was almost on time.
Ji Ruonan had already returned to the tent, reminding her that after she went to bed early, there would be no other sound.
Mo Shangyun didn't answer, and went straight to his bed to sleep.
After about ten minutes, he heard Liang Zhiqiong's return, and climbed onto the bed without making a sound, very quiet.
Mo Shangyun didn't care, Ji Ruonan didn't care about her, and the others kept silent.
…
the next day.
The air pressure in tent No. 7 remained low for a day.
Liang Zhiqiong was not as arrogant as before, and disappeared in the tent after finishing the housework.
After Du Juan left, the relationship between Ni Ruo and Ran Feifei had been deadlocked. When they were in the tent, they kept silent and tried to reduce their sense of existence. On the contrary, Ran Feifei slowly slack off on training, while Ni Ruo put all his thoughts into it. Training Course.
Lin Qi, Yu Yitong, and Ji Ruonan are all normal. Yu Yitong and Lin Qi are busy improving their morning set results, while Ji Ruonan has to leave early tomorrow and is currently busy handing over.
Except for the assessment time, Mo Shangjun didn't know where she went.
As soon as the assessment in the afternoon was over, Mo Shangyun disappeared again.
Ji Ruonan looked around the camp, but didn't see her. Later, she stayed in the cafeteria for two hours without waiting for her to appear.
Silent night.
eight o'clock.
Mo Shangyun, who had been out for four hours, appeared in an open space near the camp with several sweet potatoes that had been dug up and a hare that had been treated after traveling back and forth.
When the bonfire was a little, there was a hare, and when the sweet potato was thrown into the charcoal fire, Mo Shangyun leaned against the tree, pulled out the notebook and pen, and continued to scribble and draw.
The burning bonfire and the rising smoke are especially conspicuous even in the dark.
It's just some distance from the camp, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to be found.
When Yan Tianxing approached with a flashlight, what he saw was Mo Shangyun sitting by the bonfire, leaning against a tree trunk behind him, and putting his notebook on his bent right knee, concentrating on writing.
The night is dark, the moonlight is like water, the night wind is cool, the wind blows, and the dead leaves fall gently, melodious.
The flames of the bonfire jumped, and a fat hare was roasted and sizzled, and the aroma was overflowing.
The person sitting on one side, the training hat is placed in the open space on the right, her soft short hair is messy in the wind, her eyes are slightly down, a pen in her hand, leaving traces on the paper when she is busy, in her hand when she is free Flying around, the firelight jumped, and a phantom swayed on her face, which was a little hazy against the fair and beautiful face.
Into the eyes, there are mountains in the distance, the moon is hanging in the sky, there are bonfires, hares, and picturesque beauties, whether static or moving, everything is a scene, and it is breathtakingly beautiful.
Under the tree, the last word, pen.
Mo Shangyun put away the pen, then raised his eyelids, his eyes fell on the figure not far away, raised his eyebrows, "Come to eat?"
Yan Tianxing chuckled lightly, and instead of standing, he raised his legs and walked directly towards this side.
As soon as he approached, the flashlight was turned off, and his figure fell into the darkness, only to see a hazy outline. Then, when he approached the light of the bonfire, his figure was covered with warm light, which was not very clear.
Then, getting closer, the silhouette of the figure was completely exposed to the beating light.
"Take a bite."
Approaching the bonfire, Yan Tianxing stood still, his voice was lazy and low, mixed with the cool wind, which was a bit intoxicating.
He sat down across from him, poised.
Mo Shangjun looked up at him, there was a bonfire in the middle, the fire was floating, the breeze was blowing, and farther away, Yan Tianxing sat on the ground, a flashlight was placed on the ground, his eyes were calm and calm, looking towards this side, his eyes were like a deep sea, deep There is no bottom, but there is a flickering fire.
"Look at the fire."
After talking leisurely, Mo Shangyun withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and continued to scribble on the notebook.
I was far apart and couldn't see clearly, but now I sat down and glanced at the sweet potato in the bonfire.
The bonfire was burning vigorously, crackling, and the fragrance of sweet potatoes rushed towards him.
Seeing this, Yan Tianxing frowned.
"Where did you get it?" Yan Tianxing asked.
"It was dug in the ground." Mo Shangjun said lightly.
In this season, when sweet potatoes were just planted in the field and waiting for them to sprout, they happened to meet a farmer who had just finished planting sweet potatoes and rushed back.
Yan Tianxing raised his eyes to look at her, and said with a deep meaning: "Ten kilometers away, there is farmland."
"Well." Mo Shangyun said casually, "There is no rule that you can't go ten kilometers away during rest time."
Reason, this is the reason.
But, if this happened to any of the students in Chumo Shangyun, they had to get a solid training.
But she is Mo Shangyun, and before doing this, she can think of a reason to make people speechless.
Yan Tianxing added some firewood to the bonfire, as if she acquiesced to her words.
After a pause, he asked, "Are you free?"
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangjun raised his head slightly, stared at Yan Tianxing with a cold gaze, and said word by word: "Very idle."
Slightly startled, and after a while, Yan Tianxing laughed dumbly.
Others are too busy to panic, and it is too late to be happy. They chat and gossip and learn from each other. The most diligent are consciously running package training to overcome their weaknesses. When I got to Mo Shangyun, it was good. Before the morning set meal assessment, I could consciously finish the training. When I was busy at noon and afternoon, I would run around everywhere.
I ran around before, but now, for the first time, I ran so far.
Four hours, 20 kilometers, she is also chic enough.
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When was the sweet potato planted? When does it sprout? When will the sprouts be planted in the soil again? The bottle is stupid. If the timing is wrong, please consider this a bug.
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