Looking at Zhong Tianhao with an upright face, Mo Shangyun was inevitably a little helpless.
It's so hard to say.
Zhong Tianhao thinks about the students, this is a good thing, she can't say that he is wrong. But on the contrary, Zhong Tianhao's behavior made it clear that he wanted to find fault with the previous batch of instructors.
Zhong Tianhao's mentality is not because he finds too many problems to dislike them, but because he dislikes them at first, he finds out a lot of their problems.
That is to say, Zhong Tianhao fundamentally does not believe in their ability to lead troops.
After thinking about it, Mo Shangyun shrugged and didn't care about him, and said directly: "Half an hour is enough for them to prepare."
"Humph."
Zhong Tianhao snorted coldly.
It seems that he doesn't believe Mo Shangjun's words, but he hasn't really seen the performance of this group of instructors, so he can't deny it outright now.
Taking a look at Mo Shangyun, Zhong Tianhao asked suspiciously, "Then why did you get up so early?"
"Not as powerful as them, prepare in advance."
Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and answered lazily.
Although it is a modest word, the expression and tone of it do not seem to mean "modesty", and it is more of an extremely obvious perfunctory.
Zhong Tianhao frowned tightly.
Just as I was about to educate her a few words, I heard her voice again: "Instructor Zhong, I am a dull genius, so I will prepare first, see you later."
The words are full of sarcasm.
The small flames in Zhong Tianhao's heart burst out.
Of course, as soon as Mo Shangyun finished speaking, he didn't mean to continue to talk to him. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand took out a flashlight from nowhere, and went directly to the training ground with the flashlight. direction gone.
With this move, Zhong Tianhao's words were suppressed and he had to swallow it.
After leaving Zhong Tianhao, Mo Shangjun came to the training ground leisurely.
Although she didn't go to the morning exercise, she warmed up on the training ground for a while, and left the 400-meter obstacle only when she heard movement from the dormitory building at around five o'clock.
Standing under a slightly remote tree, Mo Shangyun hid in the shade, found a suitable position, and used a scope taken from the sniper rifle to check the situation of the dormitory and office building. .
The dormitory doors on the third floor were all open.
The instructors came out one by one, even Yan Tianxing was no exception.
After that, the teaching assistants who spent the night elsewhere gathered neatly downstairs in the dormitory office, and handled their own affairs according to their division of labor.
On the second floor, the two new instructors—that is, Tu Sheng and Shi Guangqi, seemed to have heard the movement, walked out of the office, went to the first floor, and joined Zhong Tianhao.
Halfway through the observation, Mo Shangyun heard the sound of approaching footsteps.
Her brows moved slightly, but she ignored it.
The sound of footsteps approached until it was about two meters behind and stopped.
"Ink."
Soon, a familiar shout came from behind.
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun was slightly taken aback.
I saw that there were students who were practicing nearby, and it was not surprising that someone saw her and approached, but...
Unexpectedly, it was An Chen.
Turning sideways, Mo Shangyun put down the scope.
Since it was discovered, it was not hidden and tucked, and the scope was not hurriedly retracted.
An Chen stood in the back, with a tall and straight figure, standing in the shadows, and he couldn't see clearly. However, the unsteady breathing sound after training was particularly clear.
An Chen originally only saw Mo Shangyun's back, so he came over out of curiosity, but he also knew the identity of the instructor and the students, stood at a certain distance, and stood in a standard upright posture.
Can-
As soon as Mo Shangyun turned around, An Chen couldn't help showing a rather horrified expression after seeing what she was holding.
"You..." An Chen looked at her in disbelief, his eyes stopped on the scope in her hand, and asked as calmly as possible, "What are you doing?"
"Train your eyesight."
Mo Shangyun shook the scope and answered very calmly.
An Chen choked and silently looked in the direction Mo Shangyun had looked at earlier.
That's... the direction of the dormitory building.
She lives in that building. Looking at the situation over there, what is her intention
Doubt flashed through his mind, but An Chen suppressed it at the right time.
This is all... Mo Shangyun's own business.
Essentially, it has nothing to do with him.
However, he shouldn't be involved in the matter of the instructor.
"Exercising so early?"
Mo Shangyun leaned against the tree and changed the subject without hesitation.
"Well." An Chen nodded, "I'm a little used to the recent amount of training."
Although the training volume has been high since the beginning of April, after nearly a month of long-term exercise, their bodies have become accustomed to the gradually increasing training volume.
As far as the first batch of students is concerned, this little increase in training volume is indeed a bit insufficient.
Like An Chen, there are many individuals who practice on their own.
Yan Jinchao monk Yuanting is one of them.
Mo Shangyun nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "There will be more tomorrow."
Doubt flashed in his eyes, An Chen thought for a while, but instead of asking, he asked, "I heard that the new instructor is here?"
"Well." Mo Shangyun didn't hide it.
"Oh."
An Chen nodded thoughtfully.
Noticing that An Chen's expression was slightly wrong, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "What's the problem?"
An Chen was stunned, shook his head and said, "Nothing."
Before coming, I heard that their battalion commander will come... I wonder if any of them are among the new instructors.
However, it's not easy to tell Mo Shangjun if there is no certainty.
280. How is your temper? Good or not