"puff-"
Through the voice transmission over the phone, Mo Shangyun had an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, the next moment, I heard the low and gloomy voice of the instructor—
"Captain Lang, I've already washed my face."
The anger and suppressed irritability in his voice completely fell to his ears through the phone.
Mo Shangyun thought about the scene, and then he could understand the instructor's emotions at the moment.
"Instructor, come, wipe."
Lang Yan's stiff voice sounded, deliberately pretending to be flattering, mixed with a sense of incongruity.
Mo Shangyun touched his nose, hesitating whether to hang up the phone.
Of course, I soon heard the cold question from the instructor: "Why, who are you calling?"
"this… "
Lang Yan lengthened his voice, hesitating whether to tell the instructor truthfully, and by the way let Mo Shangyun share a little hatred.
"Cough," Mo Shangjun lowered his voice and called to him in a deep voice, "Captain Lang."
"… "
The other side was silent for a moment.
Immediately after that, the instructor's strange voice sounded, "It turned out to be Deputy Company Mo."
Hands-free turned on
Mo Shangyun's eyelids jumped.
As soon as his mind changed, Mo Shangyun pretended not to hear anything, silently removed the phone, and then hung up.
Instructor or something... She doesn't know anything.
Mo Shangyun thought without any guilt.
In the end, the phone was turned off.
Two minutes later, Lang Yan and the instructor who called Mo Shangyun's phone again, heard the "shutdown" prompt and looked at each other, feeling a little complicated.
"This Mo Fulian is quite funny... Ha."
Lang Yan forced a smile towards the instructor, but the smile was so stiff that the last word was so light that even the sound changed.
The instructor's face was dark and he stared at Lang Yan, but there was nothing he could do.
Thinking about it with his toes, Mo Shangyun must have had a guilty conscience before he pinched the phone and turned off the phone.
The water on his face must be rooted in Mo Shangyun.
However, Mo Shangyun is far away, how can he hold Mo Shangyun
Depressed for a while at most.
Mo Shangyun returned to his seat and threw the phone back into the drawer.
Indistinctly, I felt Duan Zimu's gaze from next door.
Mo Shangyun tilted his head and noticed Duan Zimu's half-smile expression.
"What?" Mo Shangyun frowned.
"Call the company commander?" Duan Zimu asked unhurriedly.
When Mo Shangjun called, she didn't hide it. What she said over there would basically fall into Duan Zimu's ears.
Even Ji Ruonan, who came in behind, heard a lot of things.
At this moment, Ji Ruonan on the opposite side is still looking at Mo Shangyun intentionally or unintentionally.
It is estimated that there is a certain curiosity about their comrade-in-arms relationship.
"Um."
Mo Shangyun responded generously.
Duan Zimu stared at her for a moment, and seeing that she had no other expression, she withdrew her gaze.
I heard that Mo Shangjun and Lin Qi were the only female officers in their company, and even the entire battalion.
It must be the group pet of the entire battalion. It should be just accustomed to talking to the company commander in such a mocking tone, rather than having any special relationship.
Originally, Mo Shangyun was upset, and Duan Zimu was too lazy to ask for trouble, so he didn't ask Mo Shangyun any more.
Ji Ruonan also retracted her questioning thoughts in a timely manner, suppressed her curiosity about Mo Shangyun, and continued to process the materials to be prepared for the meeting.
The meeting was scheduled for ten o'clock. Two hours before the meeting, Mo Shangyun's office, as well as the office next door, were in a serious and tense atmosphere that was rarely seen.
In addition to Mo Shangyun, who was already prepared, the other instructors, and even Xiao Chuyun, who was rigorous in his work, were all seriously processing the information.
The training plan for May was roughly determined before the start of the training camp.
However, the actual combat is always different from the concept. Before the training started, they only knew that all the trainees were selected talents. After the personal observation of the trainees in April, they learned enough data. They must carry out detailed data on these data. Reasonable analysis, followed by targeted comments on the May training plan.
In other words, it is to propose corresponding training programs for students at all levels.
This should be Yan Tianxing's business, and it has nothing to do with them. The reason why Yan Tianxing is so serious is that Yan Tianxing will test them when they meet; Good; the third is to argue with the new instructors. Since the new instructors have so many opinions on the May training, they must not appear ignorant in front of the new instructors.
All in all, for a variety of reasons, they had to deal with this meeting carefully and carefully.
Only Mo Shangyun, after preparing all the materials, went to the cooking class to eat and drink in the name of "checking the students' meals".
She only ate two steamed buns in the morning, and the meeting at noon might be long, so she should fill her stomach first.
In the morning, ten o'clock.
The conference room on the first floor of the dormitory building.
All the instructors, even the teaching assistants, gathered in the conference room.
Mo Shangjun stepped on it.
Holding documents, a notebook, and a signature pen in his hand, he just arrived at the door of the conference room when he saw multiple pairs of eyes swiping towards him.
Those eyes were like a thousand arrows, and Mo Shangyun was baptized by an unimaginable gaze in an instant.
It was also at that moment that Mo Shangjun glanced over the three new instructors, and he could clearly see their dissatisfaction with him.
285. There are certain doubts about fighting training [two more]