After taking the medicine, Mo Shangjun sat on the sofa, but was in no hurry to leave.
She cheered up and reported to Yan Tianxing about the progress of last night's training.
She took some time to prepare for this special training, and Yan Tianxing also took the time to let her complete this special training.
For her, she only needs to convince Yan Tianxing, but for Yan Tianxing, she has to convince many people.
It stands to reason that the first time she came back from the special training, she would tell Yan Tianxing the situation truthfully, and Yan Tianxing could also explain to those people.
A fever is at best a small cold, and it is not a matter of life or death. Therefore, Mo Shangyun will definitely not accept that it will affect his work.
Yan Tianxing saw through her stubborn temperament, and watched her frown, but explained the situation one by one with clear thinking, and her thoughts were complicated.
"It's over."
After finishing his last words, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands.
Later, she tilted her head and added: "If you have any doubts, you can ask them, or you can talk about it at noon."
Everything that needs to be said has been said, and the rest are trivial matters that do not need to be reported.
Mo Shangjun chose to give himself more time to rest.
She is ready to get up.
"Sleep here." Yan Tianxing looked at her and stood up one step earlier.
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
Yan Tianxing straightened his sleeves, looked at her condescendingly, and explained, "The instructor's dormitory also needs to check the internal affairs."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
It seems to be the case.
proposed by the new instructor.
Although she explained, she could still go to the dormitory to sleep, but she would inevitably get up to explain, and the new instructor would have to have an opinion on her again.
Mo Shangyun frowned irritably.
On the training ground, the new instructor is much more pleasing than in life.
"Reward a blanket." Mo Shangjun lifted his eyelids and instructed Yan Tianxing.
"Please wait."
Yan Tianxing nodded fluently.
Seeing Yan Tianxing turn and leave, Mo Shangjun hooked his lower lip amusingly.
Yan Tianxing went out the door, and within five minutes, he really came back with a blanket.
After coming back, he closed the door of the office, and after handing the blanket to Mo Shangyun, he found the remote control of the air conditioner in the office. After coming here for more than a month, the air conditioner was turned on for the first time.
Mo Shangyun watched his movements silently.
I wanted to say that she wasn't so delicate yet, but the medicine started to take effect, her eyelids couldn't stop fighting, and her whole body was so heavy that she seldom felt a sense of crisis that was unmanageable, so she snorted and put the blanket over. Turning up, he fell on the sofa, the blanket covered his whole body, leaving only a small face.
She fell asleep.
Before he fell asleep, Mo Shangyun felt that the lights in the room were turned off. Soon, the curtain of the window was drawn, and finally he heard the sound of opening and closing the door.
strangeness.
Yan Tianxing walked as if silent.
Thinking of this, Mo Shangyun fell asleep.
Mo Shangyun was woken up by the ringing of the phone.
When she was half asleep, Mo Shangyun was still frowning and thinking about where the phone came from, but after it took her ten seconds to regain consciousness, she rolled over and sat up from the sofa.
The door was closed, the curtains were drawn, and there was no light in the room.
I don't know what time it is.
The bell rang from the landline at the desk.
That was Yan Tianxing's phone number.
Mo Shangyun hesitated for two seconds, and made a choice on whether or not to pretend he didn't hear it.
Her physical fitness has always been good, she only had a slight fever, and she was completely cured after taking some medicine and sleeping, and her body regained control.
Well, for Yan Tianxing's good care, let's pick it up for her.
The office was dark, and Mo Shangyun followed the memory to bypass the coffee table and obstacles in front of him, and came to the desk smoothly.
Before the other party hung up, she clicked the speakerphone.
"Hello."
Mo Shangjun was the first to speak out, then walked around the desk and came to where Yan Tianxing usually sat.
There is no introduction to whose office this is, and anyway, the caller must know.
There was a strange silence over there.
After waiting for Mo Shangyun to pull out the chair and sit down, he heard a cold inquiry from there, "Mo Shangyun?"
The incomparably familiar voice made Mo Shangyun stunned for a moment.
Squinting his eyes, Mo Shangyun glanced at the caller ID, unfamiliar, it should be a landline.
"Ye Qianxiao?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
Both parties successfully confirmed their identities.
"Yeah." Ye Qianxiao responded.
Mo Shangjun tapped his finger on the table, and then asked, "Is there anything you can do with Instructor Yan?"
"Discuss the exercise in early July."
Exercise... Mo Shangyun thought about it, and it really happened.
Looking around in the darkness, Mo Shangyun said, "He's not here."
"Knock, knock, knock."
There was a faint knock on the door over the phone.
Soon, Ye Qianxiao was heard saying, "Wait a minute."
It seems to be hands-free over there, and Mo Shangyun can hear the conversation clearly.
-"Come in."
- "Where's the captain?"
- "Going to find the brigade."
- "Want to bring Ruan Yan back?"
-"Um."
- "In the morning's provisional assessment results, few passed."
-"Let me see."
I listened to it over there, and there was the sound of paper flipping.
Then, Ye Qianxiao's voice sounded again, "That's right. You are responsible for the exercise in early July, you can talk."
"With that one named Yan Tianxing?" the male voice asked.
"Mo Shangyun." Ye Qianxiao corrected.
"… "
There was silence over there, Mo Shangyun just wanted to understand who was talking to Ye Qianxiao, when he heard the conversation and suddenly whispered.
She listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything clearly.
Not idle, Mo Shangjun took advantage of the silence over there, turned off the air conditioner, pulled the curtain, and opened the door by the way.
Standing at the door, there was a cold wind blowing head-on, Mo Shangyun turned around and wanted to find a training cap and put it on.
At this moment, I heard a voice from the phone that had been silent for a long time—
"I'm Feng Fan."
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Remember [Ruan Yan] - my good friend of Feng Fan; my good friend of Mo.
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