After scanning Mo Shangshuang's information, Mo Shangyun realized that something was wrong, and regardless of whether he was peeping at other people's privacy, he directly clicked into WeChat.
There's a lot of information.
Skip directly to the Frosting with Ink dialog.
Turning forward, the two men with simple words had few chat records. The last chat was three months ago.
Just sent, only four.
Mo Shangshuang: Lend me Mo Shangyun.
Ink Cream: Three days.
Ink Cream: 22, 23, 24.
Ink Cream: Conditions you open.
Since the matter is about himself, Mo Shangyun is not polite, thinks about it for a while, and then starts to reply.
Yan Tianxing: Brother.
After a while, the message came back.
Mo Shangshuang: It's too early, I can't stand it.
At the sight of these three words, Mo Shangyun was stunned, thinking that Mo Shangshuang must have misunderstood, and couldn't help but smile.
No typing at all, Mo Shangyun spoke directly.
"Brother, what can I do for you?"
"… "
As soon as the voice was sent, there was no response for a long time.
Mo Shangyun imagined Mo Shangshuang's black face, and suddenly felt in a good mood.
Not wanting to cover up, he put the phone back, but put it directly on the dining table, sat by himself, and started writing the report.
She is accustomed to writing these, and her understanding of Ni Ruo is very fast.
In less than half an hour, the thousand-word report was completely written, checked twice, and after confirming that there were no typos, clicked Save.
Looking at the phone again, there is a WeChat group message ringing intermittently. Occasionally, Mo Shangyun will glance at it, but he has not clicked in to read it.
only know-
Group name: [1234567]
The number of the group name is seven, but the total number is "8".
Coming and going, several people were not on the same line at the same time, and they were brushing messages like "@yantianxing say something" intermittently.
In addition, the ink cream has never been returned.
Mo Shangyun glanced at his watch.
12:35.
She picked up the phone and was about to play a game for a while, but as soon as she got it, she heard footsteps coming from outside the door.
The pace is steady and slow, and you can tell who it is when you hear it.
When I looked up, the finger that touched the screen of the mobile phone moved slightly, clicked on the WeChat message, the screen was successfully transformed into the WeChat interface, and I entered the [1234567] group.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed the screen flickering, Mo Shangyun lowered his eyelids and glanced at the phone screen.
Suddenly, I saw a message that jumped out.
—@Mo Shangshuang, Lao Mo, did you ask for someone in Master Yan’s hands
There is no [display group member nickname] in the group, and Mo Shangyun can't see the other party's name, but the name "Old Mo"... It is estimated that it is Mo Shangshuang's friend, or the kind who is not afraid of death.
While thinking about it, Yan Tianxing had already entered the door and glanced at the room.
At first glance, I saw Mo Shangyun sitting in his usual position, holding a mobile phone in his hand, frowning slightly in thought, not wearing a training cap, slightly longer hair hanging down, covering a small half of his face The facial features are getting smaller and more delicate.
At the second glance, I saw the untouched food on the table, as well as the opened laptop beside Mo Shangyun.
I didn't eat, but I wrote a report first.
Yan Tianxing was a little stunned for a while.
"What is my brother looking for you?"
Wrinkling his eyebrows, Mo Shangjun raised his head and asked Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing paused for a moment, thought of something, and then smiled.
"Let you do three days of hard labor."
Approaching unhurriedly, Yan Tianxing said quietly.
"Oh?"
Mo Shangyun raised her eyelids and turned the phone around her fingertips.
She assesses training here, and Mo Shangshuang asks her to do coolies
"Speech, prepare for recruiting." Yan Tianxing answered simply and clearly.
"… "
Mo Shangyun instantly understood.
It's really my brother, he is good at this kind of thing, so he thought of looking for her...
"Go?" Yan Tianxing lowered his eyelids and asked in a low voice.
"Don't go."
Mo Shangyun refused without any pause.
Regarding the assessment, Yan Tianxing estimated that there was a way to help her cover. However, she traveled all over the country with her tutor and listened to various lectures, and she did not have the slightest affection for such boring things.
Although she was used to listening to the tutor's teachings and lectures, and she could do it by herself, it was better to refuse what she could refuse. Furthermore, there is no psychological pressure to refuse such a thing.
Yan Tianxing chuckled softly, "Well, I didn't want to lend it out."
Mo Shangyun touched his nose.
After a while, ignoring Yan Tianxing's meaningless words, he asked directly, "How did you think of me?"
His eyes flickered slightly, Yan Tianxing just wanted to speak, when he saw the news in the WeChat group, he raised his eyebrows, "See for yourself."
Mo Shangyun looked down.
- Depending on the situation, there should be no.
—Isn’t it the student recommended by Mr. Fan? Just say it, why can’t I get it
—Do you know who the student Professor Fan is talking about
-Who
- Her name is Mo Shangyun.
—The younger sister of Mo Shao’s family, the dragon who sees the beginning but does not see the end
—Yes, my sister.
—… I understand it in seconds.
Mo Shangjun looked at the group that suddenly became active, and threw the phone directly to Yan Tianxing.
Then, stand up.
"The food is a little cold, I'll go and warm it up." Mo Shangyun said expressionlessly.
Yan Tianxing looked at her speechless expression amusingly.
This old Fan, quite like to betray Mo Shangyun.
but-
Glancing at the food on the table, Yan Tianxing asked with great interest, "Are you coming?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun waved his hand, indicating that he could.
The corners of his lips evoked a subtle arc, and Yan Tianxing nodded slightly, "Okay."
Ignoring him, Mo Shangjun took the food to heat it.
Looking at her busy figure, she didn't feel clumsy at all, she was not panicked, she was methodical, and even a hot dish was in a dashing and wanton manner.
Yan Tianxing retracted his gaze and looked down at his phone.
First browse the group news.
There are some people in the group who have known each other for a few years. They are all soldiers, but they are scattered all over the country, occupying all the land, sea and air, and some of them are engaged in scientific research and professors.
Of course, he doesn't like groups, noisy ones.
So this time, someone was pulled in.
In the group, I replied with two words: retreat.
Then, seconds back before those messages jump in.
Immediately after, seeing the message of Mo Shangshuang, he clicked it and noticed the following two replies, Yan Tianxing listened to the voice specially.
After listening, I couldn't help but laugh.
Mo Shangyun also heard the voice, and the cooking action paused, and glanced here.
Coincidentally, he met Yan Tianxing's sight.
Not guilty, Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly, "The report is ready."
Just took the phone and replied, Yan Tianxing didn't mean to pursue it, a shallow smile flashed in his eyes, and then replied Mo Shangshuang.
- Do not borrow.
After replying, log out of WeChat.
Putting the phone away, Yan Tianxing walked to the side and sat down, took the laptop over, and roughly browsed the report written by Mo Shangyun.
It was a casual browsing, but after reading it, I read it carefully a second time.
In his report, Mo Shangyun gave a thorough analysis of Ni Ruo, describing his character in detail, affirming the advantages, but also denying the shortcomings. According to what Ni Ruo did, he analyzed the disadvantages. word crap.
Enough for people to deny Ni Ruo after reading it.
"All right."
Just after reading it for the second time, Mo Shangyun brought the food.
The hot dishes, as well as the steamed white rice, were also steaming when they were served.
Look at the time, one point has passed.
Yan Tianxing stopped for a while on the two dishes and a bowl of soup.
Two stir-fry dishes were fine, but a bowl of kelp and tofu soup was a bit unbearable to look at. Most of the square tofu was broken into tofu flowers, and the small half was still struggling in the soup.
Kicked off the stool, Mo Shangyun sat down beside him and gave him a sidelong glance, "Ugly is ugly, but it can also be eaten."
093, I am Mo Cang, looking for Mo Shangyun