Yan Tianxing stood at the door of the office, turned sideways, and looked this way with cold eyes.
The gloom and coldness in his eyes are clearly visible.
Within ten meters, the air pressure was low and depressed.
Mo Shangjun touched his nose, and after a brief pause, he walked directly towards Yan Tianxing.
After walking through the two offices, Mo Shangjun came straight to Yan Tianxing, stopped a step away.
When he raised his hand, the cold herbal tea stuck to Yan Tianxing's face, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and said, "Here, let's get down."
The freshly chilled herbal tea was covered with thin water droplets on the whole pot on the road. As soon as it was stuck on Yan Tianxing's face, the water droplets fell down his face, and then converged into strands and slid down.
Yan Tianxing raised his eyelids and his eyes moved slightly.
He took the iced herbal tea that was attached to his face with his left hand, raised his right hand, placed it on top of Mo Shangyun's head, and rubbed it where Duan Zimu had previously shot.
"Go away."
Mo Shangyun frowned and opened his hand on his head.
Yan Tianxing relaxed, but when he put it down, he landed on Mo Shangyun's shoulder.
As soon as he grabbed Mo Shangyun's shoulder, Yan Tianxing brought Mo Shangyun directly into the office.
Then, the door closed.
As soon as Mo Shangjun entered the door, he flicked the hand on his shoulder, took a half step back, and kept a certain distance from Yan Tianxing.
"If you're really grateful, just help me with something." Mo Shangjun said to Yan Tianxing unhurriedly, patting his sleeve.
Yan Tianxing stopped laughing dumbly, "I have been drinking a tank of vinegar for my feelings, and I have to be grateful to you?"
Hearing such straightforward words, Mo Shangyun paused for a moment.
"Is it delicious?" Looking at Yan Tianxing with a slight scrutiny, a faint smile faded from Mo Shangyun's eyes.
"What do you say?"
Yan Tianxing stared at her, a murderous look looming.
Patting his shoulder, Mo Shangyun said earnestly, "Drink less, it's not good for your health."
Yan Tianxing chuckled lightly, the herbal tea in his hand stuck to Mo Shangyun's right face, his voice lowered slightly, "To be honest, when did you puncture those spare tires?"
The right face was cold and cold, Mo Shangjun grabbed the can of herbal tea and grabbed it. With a hook of her finger, she opened the can. She raised her head slightly and took a sip of herbal tea.
Afterwards, he put down the herbal tea, looked up at Yan Tianxing, and asked politely, "What if you are the first to be punctured?"
No matter from which point of view, the possibility of Yan Tianxing's 'spare tire' being punctured is the greatest.
After all... Intuit will die.
"It's okay, I have the skills to repair tires."
The old god was talking, took the herbal tea from Mo Shangjun's hand, Yan Tianxing handed it to his lips, and drank the rest of the herbal tea.
Mo Shangyun silently looked at Yan Tianxing who had finished drinking, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
wipe.
Who is this taking advantage of
"I didn't leave beforehand."
After a pause, Mo Shangyun decided not to care about him, turned around and left.
Of course, the moment she turned around, Yan Tianxing stretched out his hand and took her shoulders from behind.
Mo Shangjun clenched his right fist and smashed it directly at Yan Tianxing's handsome face.
Naihe's movements were too obvious, Yan Tianxing chuckled lightly and caught Mo Shangjun's fist with his palm.
"Let me tell you something."
Yan Tianxing lowered his head slightly, approached Mo Shangjun's ear, his low voice, sexy voice, was extraordinarily provocative.
"What?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, but did not break free.
"The new instructor just contacted me and focused on your performance."
Mo Shangjun paused slightly, "Which new instructor?"
"Zhong Tianhao."
Zhong Tianhao, 27 years old, a new female soldier instructor.
"Has the time been set?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes.
"day 30th."
Yan Tianxing told the truth.
At tomorrow's meeting, this matter will be brought out again, and there is no need to hide it.
"Oh." Mo Shangjun retracted his fist, then clapped his hands, "What do you want to know about me?"
Yan Tianxing said unhurriedly, "Daily performance."
There is nothing to inquire about, just ask Mo Shangyun's leadership situation, and in evaluating Mo Shangyun, Yan Tianxing will not give her a bad evaluation.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun touched his chin.
It seems that the other party is well prepared, and the visitor is not good, so she also needs to prepare well.
Yan Tianxing squinted slightly, looked at Mo Shangyun, whose expression was lost in thought, and smiled lightly at the corners of his lips.
Three new instructors, completely different ideas impact...
It may bring new surprises.
It's time for these young instructors to sense a sense of crisis.
The third week of Group B's victory came to an end at that noon.
The instructors of both groups handled it very well. Group A and Group B were not affected by frustration and pride. In the afternoon training, they devoted themselves to training very consciously.
Mo Shangjun was surprised to find that in the afternoon fighting training, this group of people did not slack off at all. On the contrary, they were all motivated and not affected in the slightest.
The state of the students began to develop in a peaceful and positive direction.
However, among the instructors, they suffered a certain impact due to a meeting the next day.
In the past three weeks, the instructors and teaching assistants have gotten along very well, and even cooperated very well. Even if Ji Ruonan and Mo Shangjun had some differences in their ideas, there was no conflict.
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At the meeting, Yan Tianxing put out a detailed summary of the previous training of the new instructors, which made most instructors feel a sense of urgency.
260. Yan Tianxing leads the training [two more]