Mo Shangjun's "internal inspection" on a whim became her habit in the following days.
Spot checks will be conducted once every two days, and all checks will be conducted once every three days. Those who fail to pass will be punished for push-ups, and the squad leader will be doubled.
For a time, not only did Erlian feel anxious on the training ground, but even during the rest time, people were panicked.
However, the overall internal affairs have improved significantly.
In this regard, the instructor expressed his happiness and praised Mo Shangyun verbally.
Mo Shangjun readily accepted.
a week later.
Mo Shangjun spent a morning giving the recruits an overall assessment.
Her promise is that two-thirds of the people who reach her goal will get the Chorus Project.
At noon, the report card she got was that fifteen people had reached her goal.
Even Xiang Yongming, who was "wearing small shoes" by her, successfully achieved the goal in the 400-meter obstacle course.
This effect is better than what Mo Shangyun thought.
The results were announced, except for the three unqualified recruits, all the qualified recruits finally had a feeling of "raised eyebrows", at least they could stand in front of Mo Shangyun with their heads held high.
"Li-zheng, rest for a while."
After issuing a simple password, Mo Shangjun played with the whistle in his hand, leisurely watching the new recruits who had changed their appearances.
"Congratulations, you passed the test."
Speaking lazily, Mo Shangyun rarely smiled at them.
"Thank you Mo Fulian!"
Eighteen strong men roared in unison, and the roar was shocking.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
"Report!"
As soon as the atmosphere calmed down, a shout to Yongming was heard.
"Speak." Mo Shangyun glanced at him.
There's a lot of trouble with this guy.
"Does your agreement with us count?!"
Xiang Yongming stared at Mo Shangyun closely, hiding his edge and provocation.
This question has the meaning of questioning her character.
Mo Shangyun met his gaze.
Head to head.
His eyes darkened slightly, Mo Shangyun pursed his lips coldly, and a cold smile appeared in his eyes.
"Forget it," Mo Shangyun nodded, and then his eyes glanced over the collective recruits, "From today, you can use your rest time to practice your chorus."
"Report!" He heard another shout to Yongming.
"What else?"
Mo Shangyun frowned irritably.
"We want to know, is Yilian sure not to participate in the chorus program?!" Xiang Yongming asked word by word.
"Are you questioning me?!" Mo Shangyun asked back.
"Don't dare!"
Xiang Yongming gave a sonorous and powerful answer.
With his hands around his chest, Mo Shangyun swept towards him lazily, his voice calm and calm, "Prepare for push-ups."
"… "
Xiang Yongming was slightly startled. The sudden punishment made him a little unwilling, but facing the commander's order, he had to lie down honestly.
"Fifty." Mo Shangyun said coldly.
"Yes!"
With a loud shout, Xiang Yongming immediately started doing push-ups.
"one two three four… "
In less than a minute, fifty push-ups were done.
"Report!"
Shouted to Yongming.
"Return to the team." Mo Shangyun squinted at him.
"Yes!"
Xiang Yongming stood up, but at the moment when he stood upright, the sight that fell on Mo Shangyun was still unyielding and arrogant, and his fighting spirit did not sink at all.
"Questioning your deputy company commander won't do you any good." Mo Shangyun's voice was slightly cool, his idle breath faded, and he became more and more calm and serious.
A group of recruits fell silent.
They have been competing with Mo Shangyun, trying to convince this domineering female officer!
Also, they don't believe her.
They can understand Xiang Yongming's behavior.
Mo Shangyun glanced at them one by one, feeling that it was meaningless, and said "disbanded" lightly, and then returned to the office with the transcript.
"Aren't those boys very proud?"
Long Yan, who had been waiting for her, raised his eyebrows at her when he saw her coming in.
"Um."
Mo Shangyun responded casually and put the transcript on the desk.
Lang Yan smiled, and the boys raised their eyebrows for the first time, and they must be proud for a while.
"Someone just looked for you." Lang Yan turned the signature pen.
"Huh?" Mo Shangyun turned around and glanced at him.
The signature pen steadied, pointed to her desk, and Lang Yan reminded, "The phone is ringing."
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun reacted.
Went around to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the phone.
Three missed calls.
Remarks, the ink is frosted.
Mo Shangshuang, her own brother, 27 years old, captain of the Second Squadron of the X Special Forces.
Since one of the two is in a special force and the other is in a strictly managed military school, the two have little contact with each other.
Unless something happens.
Glancing at the string of numbers, Mo Shangyun dialed back.
"elder brother."
As soon as it was connected, Mo Shangyun shouted seriously.
At the same time, Lang Yan, who was sitting opposite, heard the sound and couldn't help but look up at her.
Mo Shangyun glanced at him.
Lang Yan immediately lowered his head.
"There is an opportunity to be a guest teacher."
There was no polite words over there, and he stated his intentions bluntly.
"busy."
Raising his hand to take the transcript, Mo Shangyun said casually, and took a signature pen in his hand.
Started tagging some of the more advanced recruits.
"There is a teacher, you should be interested." Mo Shangshuang said calmly and calmly.
"Who?"
Mo Shangyun paused slightly when he took the pen.
"Yan Tianxing." Mo Shangshuang paused.
In fact, it was Yan Tianxing who mentioned Mo Shangjun that he remembered that he had a perverted sister.
Raising his brows slightly, Mo Shangjun asked with great interest, "Do you know him?"
"Alumni." Mo Shangshuang cherished the words like gold.
"time."
"The 10th of next month."
"How long?" Mo Shangyun took out the new calendar from the drawer and checked the time.
"A week."
Glancing at the calendar, Mo Shangjun said lightly, "Let me introduce you."
"Four guest instructors, field training, a game of cat and mouse."
His gaze stopped on the calendar.
13th, New Year's Eve.
As a result, the Spring Festival has been cancelled.
Time is not human at all.
So, Mo Shangjun asked: "It's all destroyed, can it end early?"
"Can."
"The other two teachers..." Mo Shangyun didn't finish his sentence, but the implication was obvious.
"confidential."
"What about the criteria for selecting teachers?"
"Look at the relationship, random."
"… "
In the face of such a straightforward old brother, Mo Shangyun was speechless.
However, she did not continue to ask.
Even if they are brothers and sisters, the rules of the army should not be chaotic. The two belong to different troops, and things that can be classified as secrets are boring to ask.
After a moment's pause, Mo Shangyun said, "You can handle the program."
So, it's settled.
"Row."
Mo Shangshuang agreed.
Unlike the two brothers and sisters, they just hung up the phone.
At this time, Lang Yan, who overheard Mo Shangyun's phone call, touched his nose and left the office witty before he received Mo Shangyun's sight.
Mo Shangyun glanced at him, then continued to organize the transcripts.
late at night.
Mo Shangyun, who had been staying in the office, walked downstairs to the dormitory, and lazily took out the whistle from his pocket.
Looking down at the time, it was just in time.
Indistinctly, the whistle blowing from the next door could be heard.
So, Mo Shangyun put the whistle to his mouth and blew it with all his might.
"Beep-beep-beep-"
Urgent assembly!
042. It's okay to go to death