nine o'clock.
The exhausted Lin Qi returned to the reconnaissance camp with Mo Shangyun, who was strolling like a leisurely garden.
The amount of training is huge and the physical strength is also very high, but Mo Shangyun has been waiting for her at the finish line. Basically, when she completes the training of a project, Mo Shangyun has already rested.
so-
Obviously, both of them went to practice, but this one was tired and the other was leisurely. In the eyes of the people at the base, there was only pure abuse left.
Lin Qi found inexplicably that he had received a lot of sympathetic eyes along the way.
The two arrived at the dormitory building.
Mo Shangjun took out a piece of paper and gave it to Lin Qi like a conjurer.
"Let me know, at ten o'clock in the morning, I want to see them in the conference room on the first floor." Mo Shangjun instructed lightly.
"Yes."
Lin Qi immediately stood up straight and responded with a sonorous force.
The two stood a little closer, and Mo Shangjun's ears hurt a little from her roar. He raised his brows slightly and glanced at her speechlessly.
Surprisingly, it really is...
Go upstairs.
Seeing Mo Shangyun's helpless and dissatisfied little actions, Lin Qi was inexplicable.
Did she do anything wrong
Back in the dormitory, Mo Shangyun took a shower and put on a new set of training clothes.
It's almost ten o'clock.
She picked up the folder sorted last night from the desk and went directly to the conference room on the first floor.
The second company recruits, 18 people, all arrived.
Mo Shangyun pushed open the door and entered.
The recruits, who were sitting upright, stood up with a "swipe" and shouted to her in unison—
"Mr. Vice-Lian!"
Loud shouts, deafening.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows involuntarily.
These boys are still competing with her.
The folder turned around in his hand, Mo Shangyun walked straight to the front of the conference hall, turned around, and faced them.
"Sit." Mo Shangyun's voice was calm and powerful.
As soon as the words fell, all the recruits sat down in unison.
The movements are uniform and impeccable.
"You all decided to participate in the chorus of the party?" Mo Shangyun asked, bowing his head and opening the folder.
"Yes!"
Again they answered in unison.
Turning over the paper he picked up, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, glanced at them, and then said word by word, "You should know that the chorus program collided with one after another."
"Report!"
Xiang Yongming stood up and shouted at her.
"Say."
"We are confident that we can win a row in chorus!" Xiang Yongming shouted firmly.
"Of course you have confidence," Mo Shangjun played with an extra pen in his hand, and she shrugged, "But you can't control this matter."
All the recruits changed their faces.
"Report, we need a reason!"
Shouting to Yongming, with a sharp and persistent gaze, he pressed towards Mo Shangyun, who was standing at the forefront.
His brows moved slightly, Mo Shangyun met his gaze, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, "The right to choose is in my hands, you say, do you need a reason?"
"… "
Choked by such a straightforward answer, Xiang Yongming didn't know how to answer for a while.
After a while, he continued, "Although the right to choose is in your hands, you cut off our chorus without giving a reason. Aren't you afraid of causing public outrage?"
"I didn't say cut off your chorus."
With the signature pen in his hand, Mo Shangyun said lightly, then lowered his head slightly and scratched on the list.
Changed the numbers slightly.
"It takes time to practice chorus, and if you don't get selected in the end, it's not worth the loss. So, I'll give you two choices," Mo Shangyun looked at them. "One, just give up and give the opportunity to Yilian. Reach the goal I set for you, two-thirds of the people are qualified, and the chorus program is yours."
With that said, Mo Shangyun took out a stack of A4 paper, "Choose first, then look at the training target."
In the conference room, there was a sound of connecting ears.
They don't trust Mo Shangyun very much.
What if she set a target they couldn't hit
However, if they do not agree, they will have no chance.
Zero percent and one hundred percent.
To do, and not to do.
Mo Shangjun didn't give them a chance to waste time, but gave them an accurate choice of yes or no.
Standing in the same place, Mo Shangyun let them discuss, but she couldn't help but listen too well. Occasionally she heard a few sentences questioning her character, which made her mood a little unbeautiful.
I can't stand these little bastards.
at last-
All comments were fed back to Xiang Yongming.
The meeting room gradually became quiet.
"Report!"
Standing up, Xiang Yongming's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were burning.
"Answer." Mo Shangyun looked at him lazily.
"We promise," Xiang Yongming just gave the answer, and added in time, "but you are not allowed to go back!"
"..." Ignoring his warning directly, Mo Shangyun put the stack of papers on the table in the first row, "Everyone's training target, hand out."
"Yes!"
The recruit closest to her responded decisively and was still a little nervous.
Seeing this, Mo Shangjun's mouth twitched slightly, but he turned and left extremely calmly.
As soon as she left, the meeting room boiled again.
Each recruit is nervously reaching for his training goals.
Xiang Yongming was in the middle of it, and took a look at the training goals of other people. Everyone is different. They should be arranged according to their personal abilities and potential. The goals set are also more reasonable, not as they think. abnormal.
It has only been less than a day since the recruits decided to sing.
Mo Shangyun, however, analyzed the abilities of each recruit and controlled their room for improvement...
Even if he studies this all day, Xiang Yongming has to look at her ability differently.
"Yongming, this is yours!"
Suddenly, someone handed a piece of A4 paper to him.
Xiang Yongming took it subconsciously.
The man patted him on the shoulder and said to him sympathetically, "Take care."
"… "
Xiang Yongming lowered his head, glanced at the training target, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Uh…
He put away the change in his opinion of Mo Shangyun.
He remembered that when he opposed Mo Shangyun, she scribbled a few times on the paper with a pen.
result-
Is changing his training goals!
The time for the 400-meter obstacle course was crossed out with a pen and then changed to a new time next to it.
Xiang Yongming identified it carefully, and found that she had shortened it by ten seconds!
This woman is too stingy, isn't she? !
036、Challenge