Zhong Tianhao didn't know why, and Mo Shangyun's side was already dumping the pot without any pressure.
It was a temporary decision made by Mo Shangyun after he was crushed and sore.
A revenge is not a gentleman.
There is a demon instructor like Zhong Tianhao to torture them, such a good resource, don't want it for nothing.
Mo Shangjun escaped this night training very readily.
Then, back to his office.
Ji Ruonan and Duan Zimu were not there, and the lights in the office were not turned on. After Mo Shangyun entered the door, he turned on the light, closed the door, and came to his desk.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
As soon as I sat down, I heard a knock on the door.
Mo Shangjun brought over a folder, then glanced at the door, and said lazily, "Come in."
As soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open.
Halfway through, Yan Tianxing walked in directly, followed by the sound of the door being closed.
Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing's tall and straight figure, and withdrew his gaze lightly.
After that, he took out his cell phone generously.
She asked, "Instructor Yan, is something wrong?"
Yan Tianxing approached, saw the mobile phone in Mo Shangjun's hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
In front of him, playing with her cell phone as if no one else was there, she was really used to it.
"Come here and see how my instructor became an internet addict girl." Yan Tianxing took over deliberately.
Mo Shangjun raised his head slightly and met Yan Tianxing's helpless gaze.
Yan Tianxing stretched out his hand and put a bottle of safflower oil on the table.
"What do you mean?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows and teased slightly, "I'm injured, do you want to help me wipe it?"
Yan Tianxing put his hand in his trousers pocket and looked at her condescendingly, with a hint of concern in his eyes, but the words came to his mouth: "I heard that my instructor stumbled and was tossed by his students, and came here specially Condolences condolences."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Damn, which pot can't be opened and lifted.
After a while, Mo Shangyun seemed to have nothing to do, and calmly met Yan Tianxing's gaze, "Thank you. Where did you hear that?"
Yan Tianxing hooked his lips and said truthfully: "I know everywhere."
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly.
Forget the so many mouths of group B, one person can say a word, this deed can let them spread the whole base.
"have a look."
Yan Tianxing tapped on the table with his finger, with the meaning of urging and reminding.
Mo Shangyun leaned back on the chair and said very casually, "It's okay."
It's just being pressed, it's like she's been seriously injured, it's wrong.
Yan Tianxing was too lazy to listen to her, and grabbed her right elbow directly, "You have to see if there is anything to know."
As he spoke, he pulled up her sleeves.
Mo Shangyun subconsciously wanted to free her hand, but Yan Tianxing's move was already expected, she grabbed her elbow tightly, and quickly pulled her sleeve up, half of her elbow immediately. Come into view.
The elbows that have been hidden under the sleeves for more than half a year have little chance of being exposed to the wind and the sun, and the skin is tender and fair.
At this moment, there is a large bruise on the fair skin, and on the outer side, there is a scar that has been scratched by a branch.
New bruises, old scratches.
Yan Tian Xing Guang took a look and frowned tightly.
As expected, Mo Shangyun should have quite a few scars on his body.
Years of training, all kinds of dangerous projects, even a little bump, skin like Mo Shangyun is prone to injury.
Originally, I wanted to give her a bottle of safflower oil to make her pay more attention in the future, but Yan Tianxing's expression sank when he saw the half elbow.
"Small thing."
Noticing Yan Tianxing's expression, Mo Shangyun said leisurely, and no longer broke free of the half elbow, but stretched out his left hand to pick up the bottle of safflower oil on the table.
Afterwards, he threw the safflower oil to Yan Tianxing.
"Here."
Yan Tianxing subconsciously caught it in the air.
As soon as the safflower oil fell into his hands, Mo Shangjun pointed to his elbow and said generously, "I'll give you a chance to be courteous."
Yan Tianxing was abruptly laughed at by her, and gritted out three gloomy words from between his teeth, "Thank you."
"Should be."
Mo Shangyun took the words slowly.
Yan Tianxing tapped her head with his fingers angrily.
Mo Shangjun frowned and swept his elbow towards Yan Tianxing, but Yan Tianxing avoided her tricks with his quick eyes and quick hands.
Turning to the side, Yan Tianxing brought Duan Zimu's office chair over, and then sat down beside Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangjun gave him his right hand, picked up the phone with his left, and opened WeChat to open the latest news.
Yan Tianxing worked tirelessly to apply safflower oil to her elbows.
While smearing, don't forget to ask: "Where did it fall?"
"waist."
Mo Shangyun answered simply.
When I was overwhelmed, my waist hit a stone, and it tore a bit of the skin, and it still hurts to this day.
But no bones were hurt, and it wasn't a big deal.
Compared with the batch of trainees who were injured during training, such a small injury as hers is nothing but a fuss.
It's just that this hurts... a little bit of injustice.
"Is it convenient?" Yan Tianxing paused and stared at her.
Mo Shangjun opened the dialog with Si Sheng, then tilted his head, raised his eyebrows at Yan Tianxing, and asked, "What do you think?"
Yan Tianxing had no choice but to say, "Is it heavy?"
"not heavy."
Mo Shangyun retracted his gaze and replied casually.
Her finger pointed at the picture sent by Kai Sisheng.
The picture is very long, in the form of a comic, telling a small story.
There are a total of 12 pictures, most of which show a tofu shop, a few are the scene of Si Sheng's filming, and two are the scenery that Si Sheng saw when he went out.
The text is simple, basically the address and time.
- Every year on Labor Day, Mo Shangyun receives a similar comic.
It's been almost five years now.
This was the order of her grandfather and Mr. Cen.
Since the 15-year-old Mo Shangyun stopped learning martial arts from his grandfather, Mo Shangjun had basically zero contact with Si Sheng. Three years later, Si Sheng successfully graduated, and her grandfather suddenly contacted her and asked her to contact Si Sheng more. He ordered Si Sheng to give Mo Shangyun a general summary of where he went and what he did every year.
Grandpa can't worry about Si Sheng.
Mo Shangjun also knew the reason, because Si Sheng was a strange person. According to her mother's evaluation, if Si Sheng develops in a good direction, it will be a free and unrestrained life; if she accidentally goes wrong, then Maybe you can do all kinds of evil things, and do things that are unconscionable.
That is a person who is not bound by any rules and regulations.
That is to say, as long as she wants, she can do anything.
All in all, since Si Sheng left his apprenticeship, he has been listening to Grandpa Cen's words and choosing to give Mo Shangyun a summary on May 1 every year - so he is lazy and his ability to summarize is not good, so he perfunctory with Mo Shangyun in the form of painting. thing.
Mo Shangjun has received Si Sheng's little favor and Xiaohui. If he has time, he will summarize it based on her pictures, and then report to Grandpa Cen, so that the old man will not keep thinking about it at home.
After replying "received" to Si Sheng who remarked "Tofu Xishi", Mo Shangyun saved the picture.
Let’s make a summary after applying the medicine.
Thinking so, Mo Shangyun threw his phone aside.
"Tofu Xishi?"
Yan Tianxing, who smeared her bruises with safflower oil, glanced at the phone screen inadvertently.
Mo Shangyun gave him a sideways glance, but didn't hide it, "Si Sheng, the one who sells tofu brains."
Yan Tianxing put down her sleeves.
After thinking for a while, I remembered "the one who sells tofu brain".
Martial arts stars with poor acting skills put at least one third of white sugar in the birthday gift (tofu brain) for Mo Shangyun.
Yan Tianxing nodded slightly, then asked, "Where's the other hand?"
"Not hurt."
Mo Shangyun shook his left hand, indicating that there was no injury.
However, just as he was about to let it go, he was caught by Yan Tianxing again.
Without saying a word, Yan Tianxing directly pulled up her left sleeve.
I wanted to confirm, but at this sight, Yan Tianxing's face completely collapsed.
A long scar, drawn from the inside of the elbow, has completely healed. The scar is the same color as the skin, and it is not even recognizable at first glance.
It seems that this long scar has been there for a while.
If Yan Tianxing remembered correctly, he had seen a stab wound on Mo Shangyun's shoulder before, which was much more serious than this.
He frowned and looked at it for two seconds, then Yan Tianxing seemed to laugh, with a bit of sarcasm in his words, "Instructor Mo, you're not a long soldier, your conditions are good, and the paint on your body is more than a veteran who is older than you. more."
Hearing Yan Tianxing's strange tone, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, broke his hand away, and then slowly lowered his sleeves.
"If it's a compliment, I accept it."
Mo Shangjun said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he obviously didn't want to explain the matter to Yan Tianxing.
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