"I'm Feng Fan."
The words are simple and clear, word by word, and the voice is dyed cold and indifferent.
Also, a little bit of coping.
Hearing the voice, Mo Shangyun, who had already guessed the identity of the other party by seven or eight points, was not surprised. He raised his eyes and swept to the corridor outside, the sky was still gloomy.
Without closing the door, Mo Shangyun strode to the desk.
"I'm Mo Shangyun."
Mo Shangyun sat back to his previous position, took a new notebook, and picked a random pen in the pen holder.
"Can you call the shots?" The other side asked bluntly, without being polite at all.
The signature pen turned around in his hand, and Mo Shangyun told the truth: "...I can tell."
Feng Fan was silent for a while, and then he reluctantly said, "Then let's discuss it."
"… "
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows inexplicably.
What did Ye Qianxiao do just now to make this person reluctantly agree to discuss with her
Touching his nose, Mo Shangyun regarded it as giving Feng Xuanhua and Ye Qianxiao face, nodded and said, "Okay."
While speaking, Mo Shangyun had already opened the notebook, and the cap of the pen flew to the side.
To be honest, as far as the exercise is concerned, Feng Fan really didn't deal with it and was reluctant.
The two had some mutual confirmation on the non-core content.
The detailed time and location of the exercise can be discussed and determined by Mo Shangyun.
This is not a large-scale exercise. The purpose of this exercise is to test the results of the three-month training camp. They only need to see the results.
Therefore, Yan Tianxing can be in charge of the exercise together with the person in charge of the Blue Army.
As an instructor, Mo Shangjun had a good understanding of all matters of the training camp, which was enough to convey the information to Feng Fan, and finally determine the basic matters.
As for the specific scale, the number of the Blue Army, etc., Yan Tianxing finally communicated with them.
After all, there will be instructors who will take the students to participate in the exercise. The instructors who actually participate in it are not allowed to know the specific exercise plan.
Whether or not Mo Shangjun participated in it, there is no accurate answer for the time being. Naturally, he can only communicate with Feng Fan in a simple way.
After talking for about ten minutes, Mo Shangyun filled a page of his notebook.
The discussion was almost over, Mo Shangyun glanced at the hands on the clock on the wall, and planned to end the call with Feng Fan.
After 12 o'clock, I go to the cafeteria later, I am afraid that I will not be able to eat hot food.
Recently, due to the continuous rainfall, the temperature has gradually dropped, and the food that has just come out of the pot will be cold in a short time.
Putting down the pen, Mo Shangyun just wanted to make a sound, but then he heard a movement over there—
"Bang bang bang-"
With a knock on the door, there was a very fast voice, "Yight team, closed team, you are all here."
"What's the matter?" Feng Fan asked.
"Didn't the captain go to the brigade and say that he wants to go back to Ruan Yan? It happened that Captain Huyan brought Ruan Yan to the meeting, and they just bumped into it. Gu Shuang said that the scene was rather tragic and the atmosphere was tense. , do you want to go have a look?"
"Don't go."
Ye Qianxiao and Ruan Yan almost answered in unison.
The person: "… "
Mo Shangyun touched his chin.
People, she basically knows.
If she remembered correctly, Ruan Yan and Ye Qianxiao were not from the same special team.
Ye Qianxiao is the captain of the Shajian Women's Team, and Ruan Yan is from the Feiying Special Team, which was established two years ago, but before the establishment of the Feiying Special Team, Ruan Yan was a Shajian. Even Hu Yanyi, the captain of the Flying Eagle Special Team, was the vice-captain of the original Shajian Special Team.
This information was obtained from Yan Tianxing.
However, Mo Shangjun also learned from Ye Qianxiao that Ruan Yan was "lent" to Huyanyi, the captain of the Feiying Special Team, by the captain of the Shajian men's team, Helian Changfeng. After the scale, let Ruan Yan return to the original unit - Shajian. It seems that Huyanyi was cheating and refused to pay it back, so Ruan Yan stayed.
Ruan Yan was at peace with the situation. The former captain and the current captain argued with each other, but he himself, the party involved, did not intervene at all.
Unexpectedly, these things that were originally just "heard", through such a phone call, suddenly brought a lot closer, a little real.
Thinking of this, the one who came to report recklessly before asked again without giving up—
"This is burning eyebrows, do you two really care?"
"No time." Feng Fan replied simply.
"I'm busy too." Ye Qianxiao said calmly.
"Come on, this batch of recruits is coming to an end. Gu Shuang and Yi Lili will help you with everything. Didn't you plan to do some extra training yesterday?"
"… "
The two tacitly did not answer him.
The air suddenly fell into a strange silence.
The man was speechless for a moment, thinking that the topic was too far away, so he persuaded almost speechlessly, "So what, Night Team, Captain Helian is your only husband..."
"Hmm. Do you go out on your own, or shall I help you?"
In the voice full of threats, along with the movement of the paper whistling in the air, the man's voice immediately quieted down.
However, after a while, he said in a very arrogant manner: "Yight team, even if this group of recruits have bad grades, you can't just throw their transcripts around. The captain hasn't come back to take a look, right?"
Feng Fan reminded him coolly, "Brother Lu, put away your schadenfreude face, what you say is more convincing."
The man was afraid that he was wrong, and he didn't find the right words to counterattack, and finally silently picked up the papers that Ye Qianxiao had lost one by one.
He walked closer to Feng Fan and lowered his voice, but the words came clearly through the speakerphone—
"Feng Fan, don't you have a good relationship with Xiao Ruan? If you go out and persuade him, I guess his arrogant temperament, you should bow your head and be soft, and he will promise you."
Mo Shangjun touched his ear unconsciously.
No Evil... Listen.
How does it feel, where is it weird.
Suddenly, a little bit of gossip was born, and Mo Shangyun wanted to continue listening without a word, but there were some violent and bloody movements on the phone.
Mo Shangyun raised his brows.
It seems that there is no way to "steal" listening.
Mo Shangyun sighed slightly.
She threw the signature pen back into the pen holder, and then she closed the notebook.
At this time, a shadow flickered at the door, Mo Shangyun looked up subconsciously, and saw Yan Tianxing's figure appearing at the door.
Mo Shangyun paused, and just wanted to tell him about the phone call, but at this moment, the other side of the phone became quiet, and then Feng Fan's voice came—
"Any other questions?"
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun fell silent, raised his eyelids, and sure enough, he gave Shang Yan Tianxing's lethal eyes.
Mo Shangjun touched his nose, and then said, "Our instructor Yan is back."
"Oh, I'll talk about it sometime."
With a click, the phone was hung up.
This time, it was Mo Shangyun's turn, and the office fell into a relatively strange silence.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyes and looked directly into Yan Tianxing's eyes with a calm expression.
"Fever gone?" Yan Tianxing walked to the opposite side and asked.
Mo Shangyun, who wanted to tell him about the phone call, was stunned when he heard such a question suddenly.
Then, she nodded, "Yeah."
"Have lunch first."
Yan Tianxing raised his hand and put the packed lunch on the table.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun stretched out his hand and took the lunch unceremoniously.
Open the bag, take out the meals one by one, and then open the lunch box, two dishes and one soup, one soup separately, and one hot rice.
When she took out the lunch box, Yan Tianxing tidied up the desk, freeing up most of the desk for her.
"Shajian's phone call to discuss exercise matters."
Before eating, Mo Shangjun picked up the notebook he just used and threw it to Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing raised his hand and took it in the air.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Mo Shangyun, then opened the notebook and glanced at the record she had just made.
Regarding the exercise, I received a notice from Shajian captain Helian Changfeng in advance, saying that he would find the person in charge to communicate with him.
Unexpectedly, it would be Mo Shangyun who answered the phone.
However, Mo Shangyun did a perfect job. He discussed with the other party in the mind of the chief instructor, noted the key points in his notes, and the final result was the best of all options.
"Who discussed it with you?" Yan Tianxing asked Mo Shangjun after he had roughly browsed.
"Fan sail."
Mo Shangjun lowered his head to eat, and answered without concealment.
Yan Tianxing frowned, holding the notebook a little harder.
Fengfan
it's him again...
Looking down at Mo Shangyun, who was burying his head in eating, Yan Tianxing asked again, "How was the discussion?"
"Good."
Mo Shangyun responded hastily, without even giving him a look.
Yan Tianxing's face was slightly gloomy, as soon as he put his notebook down, he rested his hands on the desk.
"My instructor, look at me." Leaning down, Yan Tianxing approached Mo Shangyun and spoke slowly. The moment Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, he met Mo Shangyun's particularly inexplicable eyes, and then, Repeated word by word, "How was the discussion?"
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