"That's right," Mu Cheng came over and sneered, "I just received a proposal from a student, saying that the team that lost, the instructor and the students should be punished together, so as not to make some students feel unfair."
After listening, Mo Shangyun's eyes darkened.
Li Liang!
"Cough." Seeing Mo Shangyun's gloomy expression, Mu Cheng felt bad, but insisted, "I just asked Chu Yun, he agreed with this suggestion, and Yu Qiu also thought it was good. We discussed it. , ask the two of you what you mean, and if you both agree, it will be settled."
The more he said to the end, the faster and faster Mu Cheng's speech was, completely with a mentality of "early death and early life".
Ji Ruonan paused and said, "I have no opinion."
After speaking, he lowered his eyelids and looked at Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun fell back and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, "Yes."
"Then," Mu Cheng let out a long sigh and asked the two of them, "Starting from next week, will it be all right?"
The fool wouldn't say that it would start tomorrow, otherwise, the intention of wanting to see Mo Shangyun's joke would be too obvious.
Furthermore, the relationship between Mo Shangyun and the students in group B is in dire straits. If Mo Shangyun is to be punished with the students in group B now... it would be a little embarrassing.
"No problem." Ji Ruonan nodded.
"Row."
Mo Shangyun made an OK gesture.
Ji Ruonan took the list of punishment items, looked at Mo Shangyun a few times, then turned and left.
There was nothing to do tonight, so she left first.
On the other hand, Mo Shangyun, who rarely worked overtime once, directly turned on his computer.
"The lights are about to go out," Mu Cheng asked while glancing at his watch, "Do you want to work overtime?"
"Schedule tomorrow's fight list."
Mo Shangyun said lightly, and took out the folder next to him.
When she opened it, Mu Cheng glanced curiously and saw the mark made with red pen on it.
The dense notes were all marking the students' grades, making Mu Cheng's scalp numb.
Also weird.
Mo Shangyun's thoughts on students are no less than anyone else's, and he pays attention to useful things in everything he does, and his efficiency is much higher than Ji Ruonan.
Unfortunately, so many students couldn't understand it.
However, this is only the first week, and Mu Cheng has full confidence in Mo Shangyun.
"Inquire about something."
Mu Cheng looked around, took two steps towards Mo Shangyun, and then lowered his voice and said to Mo Shangyun.
"Say."
Mo Shangyun, who was waiting for the computer to turn on, then replied.
Mu Cheng opened his mouth, and just wanted to speak, when the mobile phone in the drawer rang with a "ding dong".
Mo Shangyun directly opened the drawer and took out the mobile phone with the screen still on.
It's the latest text message from Mu Qixuan—
[Little Slick, Frogman Xia Xun, are you interested in coming? ]
Mu Cheng glanced at the screen, and suddenly saw the word "frogman", almost choking himself.
Frogman
Knowing Mo Shangyun's ability earlier, why did he bring to know the naval frogman
Moreover, looking at this tone, the position of the other party is definitely not low.
In the midst of doubts, Mo Shangjun suddenly raised his head and asked him casually, "What do you want to say?"
"Cough." Mu Cheng coughed, covering up his guilty conscience, and asked her in a low voice, "I want to ask you, are you confident to win next week?"
"No."
"...Okay." Mu Cheng was a little disappointed.
He has been betting on Mo Shangyun.
I'm afraid I'm going to bleed a lot.
Looking at Mu Cheng's expression, Mo Shangjun added unhurriedly, "It doesn't necessarily mean that you will lose."
"Really?" Mu Cheng said in surprise.
Mo Shangyun shrugged and didn't speak any more.
Win or lose depends on the situation of Group B, she said it doesn't matter.
However, it is absolutely impossible for Group B to turn around in a week with the current state of scattered sand.
As for the bet that Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu made behind the scenes...
She didn't reveal it for the time being.
After receiving Mo Shangyun's answer, Mu Cheng had a general idea in his heart, and then left in a good mood.
Before going out, he also helped Mo Shangyun to close the door.
When she was alone in the office, Mo Shangjun took out his phone again and replied to Mu Qixuan.
-when
-July-August, you should have a free time.
- What, you colluded with the tutor to stop me from being lazy
The next company started, and it took three months for the second company to sprint first, followed by the March assessment, and then the April-July training camp. Now is the summer training of frogmen...
There is really no rest.
However, Mo Shangyun has always been interested in frogman training, and he also joked with Mu Qixuan. After graduation, he went to their side to gain insights.
After all, she had been training on land for a long time, and the people who taught Mo Shangyun were also army special forces, and she seldom mentioned marine warfare to her because they were not familiar with them either.
On land, Mo Shangjun has great confidence in himself in terms of individual combat capability. However, in the ocean or the sky, Mo Shangyun is really not sure.
At most, it is only a theoretical understanding. I have never had the opportunity to actually drive fighter jets and warships, nor have I personally participated in training such as land and sea combat.
Mo Shangyun has always been very interested in the Marine Corps. Until now, Mu Qixuan has opened this mouth. If Mo Shangyun has time, he really wants to go there.
- You should have drills in summer, or winter training. I'm always welcome here.
-Row. I'll think it over.
Putting down the phone, Mo Shangyun glanced at the computer and opened the fighting training folder.
As soon as I opened the latest file, my phone suddenly vibrated again.
Mo Shangyun glanced.
-Is the training going well? I heard from the instructor that your leaders inspected you the day before yesterday, and several leaders gave you mixed reviews.
Helplessly raised his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun picked up the phone to reply.
- No way, the ability to lead troops is not good, I am learning.
—Little slicker, take out your results in Erlian... Aren't you really trying to beg for compliments
In Mo Shangyun's lower company, Mu Qixuan really worried about Mo Shangyun, but after a long time, various events in the second company spread, Mu Qixuan was completely at ease with this elementary school girl.
It's not a fuel-efficient lamp in school, and it's not even more so in the company.
It can be said that for Mo Shangyun, there is no bad thing to say, some are good and better.
It just depends on how much she cares about things.
Mo Shangyun glanced at the reply and chuckled lightly.
Mo Shangyun: No, modesty makes people progress.
Mu Qixuan: …
After chatting with Mu Qixuan, Mo Shangyun put away his phone and started to deal with the fight list.
All the fighting results, she has a summary.
These things do not need to use their brains, nor do they need to make any decisions. Teaching assistants will usually help to do them well, but Mo Shangyun is used to doing summaries by himself, so as to deepen the impression of the students' strength.
After all, she had to arrange the following PK teams based on these results.
Time is very tight, Mo Shangyun has no intention of doing anything else, and concentrates on his work.
Time passed without knowing it.
When Mo Shangyun finished his work, the clock hand on the wall had already pointed to zero.
Mo Shangyun stretched his waist.
With his fingers hooked on the drawer on the right, Mo Shangyun planned to make a cup of coffee and continue working.
Today's results of Group B are only in hand at night, there is no time to delay, it has to be done at one time.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
As soon as he took out a bar of instant coffee, Mo Shangyun heard a knock on the door.
After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun frowned, "Who?"
In response to her, the door opened.
The person outside the door pushed the unlocked door open.
Mo Shangyun's eyes fell to the door, and then, when he saw the person appearing at the door, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Standing outside the door was Yan Tianxing.
I don't know when the lights in the corridor dimmed. There was darkness behind Yan Tianxing. The lights in the office hit him. The light was soft and bright, and the handsome silhouette clearly appeared in the field of vision. But at the same time with a mysterious taste.
Seeing Yan Tianxing's face, Mo Shangjun suddenly felt a lot more awake.
came back.
came back alive.
After taking a closer look, at the very least, there were no obvious scars that could be seen.
"Why do not you rest?"
Looking at Mo Shangyun's desk for the first time, Yan Tianxing frowned invisibly, and finally his eyes fell on the instant coffee in her hand.
"Isn't it coming back tomorrow?" Mo Shangjun raised his brows.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, Yan Tianxing said calmly: "It's tomorrow."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Without staying at the door for a long time, Yan Tianxing walked in and walked directly to Mo Shangyun's desk.
"How long will it take?"
As soon as he walked over, Yan Tianxing seemed to ask casually, but reached out and took the instant coffee in Mo Shangyun's hand.
Looking at him sideways, Mo Shangyun shrugged, "An hour or two."
Throwing the instant coffee into the drawer, Yan Tianxing leaned over slightly and closed the drawer.
"Wait, I'll make you a cup of tea." After speaking, Yan Tianxing paused and asked Mo Shangjun suspiciously, "Didn't you come?"
189. I'm not a bad guy