After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun opened the score table in his hand.
Gee.
Not sure how many people have to go today.
"Don't worry." Seeing through her thoughts, Mu Cheng patted his chest and said directly, "Yan Ye has already prepared a bus with twenty or thirty people."
Speaking of which, Mu Cheng couldn't help but say good things to Yan Tianxing, "How is it, isn't Master Yan caring enough?"
Mo Shangjun glanced at him, "It's caring, but it's a pity that I can't see your goodness."
Mu Cheng was stunned.
Can't see how good he is
What's the meaning
No...why is this so ambiguous? !
"I..." Suddenly realizing something, Mu Cheng stammered, "I have an object, and I have absolutely nothing wrong with Master Yan!"
"Know."
He raised his hand and patted his shoulder heavily, Mo Shangyun nodded in approval.
Mu Cheng shivered.
She... know what
Seeing that the unqualified students were about to finish their push-ups, Mo Shangyun didn't delay with Mu Cheng, and turned around and returned to the ranks of the instructors.
Mucheng followed behind for no apparent reason, but felt it was strange. He wanted to get close to Yan Tianxing to explain, but before he got close, he was forcibly dragged by the helpless Peng Yuqiu.
"Why?"
Mu Cheng glared at Peng Yuqiu unsympathetically.
Peng Yuqiu wrapped his arms around his neck and stared at him fiercely, "You are courting death? Be honest, what are you messing with in other people's affairs?!"
"… "
Shepherd Cheng came back to his senses after realizing it.
Later, realizing that he had escaped death, he responded to Peng Yuqiu with a grateful expression.
Peng Yuqiu rolled his eyes at him and didn't bother to care about him.
Under Yan Tianxing's gaze, Mo Shangjun walked to Yan Tianxing's side.
As soon as she stood still, Yan Tianxing shoved the training plan into her hand.
"Do you know what's wrong?" Yan Tianxing tilted his head and whispered in her ear.
"Instructor Yan, do you know what your current behavior is called?"
Mo Shangjun opened the training plan with peace of mind.
"Oh?" Yan Tianxing frowned slightly.
Mo Shangjun quickly looked at the training plan of the morning exercise, but his tone was serious: "This is called intolerance to comrades."
Yan Tianxing was choked, and her angry expression became more and more gloomy.
Feeling that she didn't watch the training plan, he warned politely, or was it his fault
"Note to an orphan."
After quickly finishing the morning exercise, Mo Shangyun's voice was low, and his tone was deliberately emphasized, and he also added a bit of threat in a leisurely manner.
Yan Tianxing slapped her head with a palm.
I can't make a heavy hand all the time, and the force is very light.
"Comrade Mo Shangjun, you have to make an inch." Yan Tianxing threatened in a gloomy tone.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and chuckled, patted Yan Tianxing's hand away with the rolled paper, and said unhurriedly, "The push-up is almost over, I'll go see my soldiers."
After that, he really left without stopping.
Except for Yan Tianxing, the other instructors who couldn't hear their conversation but could see their movements, their eyes flew out of the corner of their eyes, and they couldn't help looking at Mo Shangyun and Yan Tianxing.
Oh shit.
Early in the morning, they were fed dog food.
Especially Duan Zimu and Ji Ruonan, who looked strangely at the scene of touching their heads and killing them after they were murmuring... Good guy, they don't care about the feelings of others at all.
The most shameless thing in this world is a person who clearly knows that there is a crush around him, and a person who knows that his ex is standing by his side, but he doesn't care about showing, kindness, and love!
Such people should be soaked in pig cages.
The two thought very darkly, but they didn't know they thought of going together.
As far as those unqualified students were concerned, five hundred push-ups were just the beginning.
After the push-ups were finished, their eyes had just regained some sight, when Yan Tianxing gave a whistle, and they all gathered together neatly.
Mo Shangyun looked at the time, it was 3:50.
In the next 10 minutes, Yan Tianxing carried out brutal and inhumane personal attacks on them.
Picking up a few typical examples and giving them the double psychological punishment of deducting points and sarcasm alone, Mo Shangyun could clearly see the aggrieved and angry expressions of those students through the night.
The psychological quality is almost, and I almost didn't cry directly.
Mo Shangjun touched his nose, and thought about it in a hurry. His efforts to harm others were only a drop in the bucket of Yan Tianxing.
"The few who have just been named, stand up."
After turning around in the queue, Yan Tianxing walked to the front of the queue with a lazy and casual voice.
Immediately, a group of students who had been damaged and doubted their lives stood up from the queue without daring to stop.
Neat and uniform, all standing in a row, with a straight waist, looking straight ahead, daring not to protest at all.
The assistant teacher on the side of Yan Tianxingchao glanced at it and said casually: "Take it down, all five points will be deducted, and everyone will leave without deduction."
The teaching assistant in charge of scoring nodded, and while looking at the numbers of the students, he quickly crossed out the scores for them.
Surprisingly, without giving any reason, the students who were directly deducted points did not dare to say the word "no" even though their expressions were terrifying.
Seeing this, Mo Shangjun glanced at Yan Tianxing curiously, then took a step back quietly and came to Mucheng.
Mu Cheng wanted to run as soon as he saw her, and immediately moved his steps to leave, but before he could get out, he was stared at by Mo Shangyun's half-smiling eyes.
Mu Cheng's scalp suddenly exploded, he hesitated for a moment, and finally stood in place compromisingly.
Glancing at Yan Tianxing in front of him secretly, Mu Cheng took courage and explained nervously to Mo Shangyun: "It's actually very simple, some people questioned Mr. Yan last week, but... the highest deducted 20 points, only fools will follow. He fights."
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