"Group 21, Duan Zimu, Yan Gui, Mo Shangyun, Lin Qi, Ni Ruo, An Chen."
21 groups, all finished.
In the atmosphere of the last six people, there was a strange atmosphere.
Mo Shangyun's face turned black, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.
A good Yan Tianxing, really "will" group.
"From today onwards, future gatherings will be arranged in groups." Putting together the roster, Peng Yuqiu continued to raise his horn and explained to them, "Reminder, in the next few days, you better Act together, cultivate tacit understanding, and if necessary, you can choose a team leader yourself. If you lose everything, if one person does not perform well, the whole team will be punished.”
Having said this, Peng Yuqiu raised his voice slightly, "Now, let's get acquainted with the team members and gather in the classroom at eight o'clock. Disband!"
The voice fell.
In the huge team, there was an uproar immediately.
Almost everyone started looking for their own team members, and they got to know each other together. Some people encountered unhappy team members, and the swearing voices never stopped, but most of these voices were warning others not to hold back.
The members of the 21st group consciously moved closer to Mo Shangyun.
"Momo!"
Yan Gui rushed towards Mo Shangjun excitedly, and when passing by An Chen, he deliberately bumped into An Chen's shoulder.
Mo Shangyun dripped cold sweat on his forehead.
Soon, Duan Zimu and Lin Qi walked up to them, An Chen and Ni Ruo were standing in a remote place.
Ni Ruo was very embarrassed.
Except for An Chen, she is not familiar with anyone else. But on the contrary, except for her, everyone has a good relationship with Mo Shangyun.
She was assigned to this group, as if one person was thrown into the wolf's den. Even if they only glanced at each other, she felt murderous.
In particular, the recent An Chen has a very bad attitude towards her. Under normal circumstances, he turns a blind eye to her. He probably heard about what happened between her and Du Juan to harm Mo Shangyun...
Ni Ruo felt that it would be better to be eliminated.
"You know each other, I'll go to the cafeteria."
After sweeping each team member around, Mo Shangyun shrugged and raised his legs to leave.
Duan Zimu chuckled lightly and stretched out his arms, blocking Mo Shangyun's way.
Mo Shangyun took a step.
Raising his eyes, his cold gaze fell on Duan Zimu, with a hint of warning.
"No hurry, let's choose a team leader first." Duan Zimu raised his eyes lightly and smiled, as if he was completely unaware of Mo Shangyun's warning.
Mo Shangyun squinted at him.
It is clearly laughing, but the ridiculousness has not reached the depths, and it is very fake.
"Just you," said raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun tilted his head, looked at the other four, and asked lazily, "Who has any objection?"
Lin Qi everyone: "..."
Duan Zimu's strength is recognized by them. Of course, no one will object to this. It can be decided by Mo Shangjun.
"Okay, that's it."
Yan Gui agreed.
According to what he knew about Mo Shangjun, Mo Shangjun would never hold the position of "group leader", especially if there were people in the group that she didn't care about.
As long as An Chen and Ni Ruo were not the team leaders, Yan Gui thought it was acceptable for everyone else.
"That's the case," Duan Zimu chuckled, staring at Mo Shangyun deliberately, "The leader of the group speaks, let's go to the cafeteria together, and have a deeper understanding."
"… Row."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light appeared in the bottom of his eyes.
An Chen stood aside, watching the interaction between Duan Zimu and Mo Shangyun, his heart sank coldly.
These two...
In a few words, Duan Zimu's team leader position was set.
Next, led by Duan Zimu, the group went to the cafeteria in a mighty manner.
Mo Shangjun walked among them calmly, with no intention of being independent at all.
However, when the rest of the people were perfunctory or casual, she was chatting with Yan Gui the whole time—to be precise, Yan Gui was talking and she was listening.
Naturally, the other four members of the group subconsciously listened to the conversation between Mo Shangjun and Yan Gui.
"Momo, it's rare for the two of us to be in a group. Do you think someone deliberately arranged it?"
"Momo, tell me what you want to eat in the morning, and I'll get it for you."
"Momo..."
"Come."
Mo Shangjun hooked his fingers towards Yangui.
Yan Gui immediately shut his mouth and approached Mo Shangyun suspiciously.
Reaching out and hooking Yan Gui's neck, Mo Shangyun led the person directly to the front of the team.
"The cafeteria is waiting for you."
After speaking to the four who were left behind, Mo Shangyun turned his head and took Yan Gui and strode away.
Soon, in the eyes of the four, there was only the appearance of the two of them hooking their shoulders.
At first glance, it is very related.
Lin Qi and Ni Ruo were not surprised. After all, Yan Gui often came to Tent No. 7 to look for Mo Shangyun, and Mo Shangyun took him away a few times.
On the other hand, An Chen's face was a little gloomy, while Duan Zimu's eyes sparkled with interest.
For Yan Gui, Mo Shangyun not only condone, but also has a surprisingly good temper.
I don't know if it's a familiar reason or something else.
The four were a little behind, and when they arrived at the cafeteria, Mo Shangyun had already found a seat to sit down, and Yan Guizheng graciously brought her breakfast.
After leaving the 88-person canteen tent, which was always busy and noisy, it was empty and quiet for a while, and there were vacant seats everywhere.
Soon, the four of them also lined up to get breakfast and came to the table where Mo Shangjun and Yan Gui were.
Surprisingly, Yan Gui was not as noisy as before, and seemed to have a zipper on his mouth. Except for eating and greeting, he didn't mutter anything.
Mo Shangjun ate his breakfast slowly.
Yan Gui sat opposite her, and the seats on both sides of her were vacant.
Almost at the same time, An Chen and Duan Zimu came to her left and right sides and put the breakfast in their hands on the table.
At that moment, both of them paused, the corners of their eyes met in the dark, the chill spread in the air, and the atmosphere of the entire dining table became depressed.
Mo Shangjun took a bite of the steamed bun as if there was no one beside him.
The finger tapped on the dining table inadvertently, and the sound of "knocking" was small, but it was clearly heard by the whole table.
An Chen and Duan Zimu sat down at the same time.
Ni Ruo, who was sitting opposite An Chen, took a deep look at An Chen, and then hesitantly looked back.
No one spoke at the whole table, and the atmosphere was very stiff.
Halfway through the meal, I heard a "pop", and two bags of breakfast were thrown onto the table.
Just in front of Ni Ruo.
"Hey, sit down."
The arrogant and domineering voice, vaguely mixed with a little irritability, fell from above, and the words were clear.
The voice was a little familiar.
The six raised their eyes and looked at the person standing beside Ni Ruo.
It was Liang Zhiqiong with a gloomy expression.
Coming so late, it is estimated that he went to Peng Yuqiu again, and was hit by a wall again.
Seeing it was her, Mo Shangyun immediately retracted his gaze, lowered his head and took a mouthful of porridge.
The porridge in the cafeteria today tastes okay.
"Why?"
It was so unreasonable to let people give way. Ni Ruo suppressed the irritability in her heart and asked Liang Zhiqiong coldly.
"It doesn't look good to you." Liang Zhiqiong frowned irritably and found a reason casually.
"you-"
Ni Ruo opened her mouth and subconsciously glanced at the teammates at the same table.
The other five people didn't seem to notice this scene, they ate breakfast on their own, with a leisurely expression, without even giving them a look.
With a sudden chill in her heart, Ni Ruo stared at Duan Zimu, who was sitting on the right side of Mo Shangyun, and almost complained: "Team leader, do you care?"
"Um?"
Seemingly only realizing it, Duan Zimu raised his eyelids and glanced here.
Sweeping by his indifferent gaze, Ni Ruo's heart was blocked, and the steamed bun in her hand was almost not crushed by her.
"Make room for your roommate, is there a problem?"
Duan Zimu lowered his voice, looked rather puzzled, and asked casually and friendly.
Hearing the sound, Ni Ruo froze all over.
Liang Zhiqiong, who was waiting for Duan Zimu's statement, also glanced at Duan Zimu strangely when she heard the answer.
What a weirdo.
Although she was angry at Peng Yuqiu, and because her group didn't give her a place, she came to Ni Ruo's side on purpose to find fault.
But Ni Ruo was in a group after all, and she just wanted to make people feel uncomfortable, but she didn't expect that Duan Zimu, the group leader, would be so obvious...
Well.
Liang Zhiqiong looked at Ni Ruo.
It seems that this person's character is really too bad, and he has completely provoked public anger.
Ni Ruo was deadlocked for a moment, staring at An Chen, but An Chen didn't respond from the beginning to the end, and didn't care about her affairs.
In the end, Ni Ruo, whose heart was ashes, had tears in her eyes, she gritted her teeth, threw the steamed bun in her hand on the table, got up and ran away.
Nobody cared about her.
Frame roommates, betray friends, abandon teammates...
At any point, it is difficult for people to be friendly to her.
Without any guilt, Liang Zhiqiong sat down in Ni Ruo's seat with extra composure. Just as she sat firmly, Yan next to her gave her a friendly smile.
This smile made Liang Zhiqiong a little embarrassed.
Bringing his own breakfast, Liang Zhiqiong opened the bag containing the steamed buns and was silent for a while, then looked at Mo Shangyun without any words, and asked directly, "Mo Shangyun, when will Instructor Yan come back?"
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