Since Mo Shangyun overcame Shen Qianqian's psychological problems, Mo Shangyun started the busiest period since entering the training camp.
That night, Shen Qianqian revealed "Mo Shangyun's goodness" a little bit. In less than a night, either group B, group A, or even the male students knew about it.
Mo Shangyun's favorability was instantly boosted.
After all, this person usually looks very ill, but he always has a heart to care for the students.
And for the sake of a student, he can put his own life on the line.
This is amazing, ordinary instructors can't do it.
In the next few days, when Mo Shangjun stood on the training ground, she could feel a lot of glances. If the sights were lethal, she would be riddled with holes in the first time.
In addition, the students of Group B who were tortured on the training ground were not ghosts or ghosts, but when they had free time, they liked to stick to her and talk nonsense with enthusiasm.
Euphemistically called: mutual understanding.
Mo Shangjun didn't even use blackface and punishment, and in the end, he could only suspect that their brains were all out of whack.
It's okay for the students here, but many instructors and teaching assistants are also very good-hearted, and they all love to care a few words when they see her, among which Yan Tianxing is the priority.
For three consecutive days, whenever Yan Tianxing was free, he would take Mo Shangyun to the office and take a seat, and painstakingly spread all kinds of shooting accidents to her. With the theme of "cherishing life", he would cut in from all aspects, and always No duplicates.
That's a caring one, that's a caring one, that's a... creepy.
Even Mo Shangyun was almost brainwashed, feeling like he would lose his life if he was not careful.
So, on the third day, Mo Shangjun couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the door away.
The only thing that makes Mo Shangyun feel more comfortable is that the attitude of the three new instructors towards her... seems to have improved a lot.
Well, only for her.
May 6, Tuesday afternoon.
Mo Shangyun's weekly fighting training time.
The fighting training started at three o'clock, and it was not until two o'clock that Mo Shangyun came out of Yan Tianxing's office.
"Instructor Mo."
Peng Yuqiu, who had been looking forward to the door of his office, was relieved when he saw Mo Shangyun.
Anyway, it's out!
The fighting training is about to start, and he still has a lot of details to discuss with Mo Shangyun.
"Instructor Peng."
Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow at him.
While talking, Mo Shangyun was already approaching. Just as Peng Yuqiu wanted to seize the time to discuss the issue with Mo Shangyun, he heard Mo Shangyun say, "I won't go to the fighting training this afternoon."
"what?"
Peng Yuqiu paused, immediately suspecting that something was wrong with his ears.
at the same time-
Yan Tianxing came out from the door of the office.
Close the door smoothly.
Peng Yu Qiu's eyelids jumped, and suddenly he had an ominous premonition.
"Instructor Yan took my place." Mo Shangyun shrugged and pointed to Yan Tianxing who was walking behind.
Peng Yuqiu: "..." Hehe.
I really thank her for giving him a chance to work closely with Master Yan.
I really want to throw her directly from the second floor to relieve the hatred in my heart.
"something wrong?"
Yan Tianxing walked to Mo Shangjun's side, raised his eyebrows inadvertently, and his low words were full of threats.
"No, no." Peng Yuqiu immediately shook his head, bent down his tenacious and tenacious waist, and spit out four words in a difficult way, "My pleasure."
What was on his mind: his nightmare.
After speaking, Peng Yuqiu raised his head and asked with a humble attitude: "Yan Ye, why are you here to teach me how to fight?"
"I'm not good enough?"
Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes slightly and straightened his sleeves slowly.
"..." Peng Yuqiu's mouth twitched fiercely.
Every word is digging a hole for him... Can you not protect Mo Shangyun like this
"That's not what you meant," Peng Yuqiu changed his tune, then looked at Mo Shangyun, and asked politely, "Then Instructor Mo... is there something wrong?"
"Well." Mo Shangjun said calmly, "Bring Group B to participate in the special training."
Special training again
Peng Yuqiu glanced suspiciously at Mo Shangyun.
He secretly slandered in his heart, but Peng Yu Qiu didn't show it on his face. After all, Yan Tianxing was on the side, blatantly bickering with Mo Shangyun, and the only one who suffered in the end was himself.
Therefore, Peng Yuqiu chose to take a step back and open the sky, and really took the training plan and discussed it with Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing glanced at him lightly.
"come over."
Saying two words concisely and clearly, Yan Tianxing walked straight into Peng Yuqiu's office.
Peng Yu fell a step behind Qiu and winked at Mo Shangjun, "Instructor Mo, who are you not looking for? Why are you looking for our busy official Yan Ye?"
"Who do you think is more suitable to look for?" Mo Shangyun asked rhetorically.
"Chuyun!" Peng Yuqiu said without hesitation.
Mo Shangjun gave him an 'amiable' smile, "Unfortunately, I can't trust him."
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
I really wanted to take Mo Shangyun to have a cup of tea, and said "two or three things about Xiao Chuyun's fighting skills".
Nima.
This kind of thankless errand, Yan Ye didn't push it to others, but accepted it himself.
Also weird.
"Come on, your Lord Yan has something to tell you."
After clapping his hands, Mo Shangjun dropped a word towards Peng Yuqiu and swaggered out of Peng Yuqiu's line of sight.
Grinding teeth in the autumn air.
But in the end, you can only go to your own office.
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Yesterday, the bottle made an appointment with a friend who "when the bottle first wrote the article, he often read the article, gave suggestions, and discussed the plot for the bottle" [I haven't seen her for four years], and I will go to see this beauty this afternoon. . So update ahead of time, and it won't be added today.
I hope that the stage of thinking about life can be ended after the bottle is smashed back, roar! (It seems that there will be an appointment tomorrow and the day after the bottle is smashed... (ノへ￣,) Cover your face and walk away)
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