"Do you think Mo Fulian will know?"
The voice was very low, obviously not very confident.
Mo Shangyun glanced inside.
Three people, sitting on a horse, gathered together, and had a mobile phone, and they didn't know what to think about.
"Come on, even if she knows, do you dare to ask her?"
"We even have two women. One is her and the other is platoon leader Lin. Go and ask platoon leader Lin... Isn't that the same as courting death?"
"Looking for Mo Fulian, isn't it looking for death?"
"It's all the same, but I think Mo Fulian knows a little more. Look at her, she's definitely experienced! Even if she doesn't have experience, she can tell you righteously. Besides, I think she's pretty good too. Okay, I don't always keep a straight face, as far as training is concerned, isn't it also for our sake?"
"Hehe, I will never forget the first time we met, her death-like demeanor..."
At the door, Mo Shangyun's face stiffened slightly.
A word popped out of my mind: rely on.
At this time, the soldier with the mobile phone stopped them, "It's too far! Then what should I do? It's rare to have a New Year's Eve, and she's still single, so I have to hurry up and make it clear!"
"If you want me to say it, it's better—" At this moment, a tall man stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and planned to make a move.
As a result, the man sitting opposite him successfully discovered the existence of Mo Shangyun, and immediately interrupted him with a "cough".
At that moment, the tall man felt a gloomy wind blowing behind him, and there was an illusion that he was on the verge of death.
The entire dormitory fell into silence immediately.
Three pairs of eyes, looking towards the door in unison, the person involved forgot to put away his mobile phone, his eyes widened in shock, and fear gradually appeared in his eyes.
At the door, Mo Shangyun folded his arms and leaned against the door, with a leisurely expression and a smile on his lips, neither making trouble nor anger, even not as cold and dignified as before, faintly concealing a hint of cunning interest.
"How about solving personal problems?" Mo Shangjun raised his brows lightly and asked sarcastically.
The three suddenly woke up.
The parties reacted instantly, and they were in a hurry to collect the phone.
Seeing this, Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids, "You can play with your phone during the holidays."
So, the party concerned stopped, but when he looked at Mo Shangyun, he felt a little guilty.
"You two," Rolling up the paper in his hand, Mo Shangyun pointed to the two idlers who had come up with ideas, "call them to the auditorium for rehearsal."
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The two responded, looked at the person concerned hesitantly and sympathetically, and then resolutely left.
When they passed by Mo Shangyun, both of them felt a shiver all over their bodies, and immediately stepped out of the door. When they came to the corridor, they wished they could run quickly.
Seeing the two walking away, Mo Shangjun turned his attention to the person concerned, "As for you—"
"Mr. Vice-Lian!"
The client stood up after realizing it, and called her respectfully and solemnly.
"What's the situation?"
Mo Shangyun smiled and asked straight to the topic, the fun and smile on the corners of his eyes and brows were mixed with a little ruffian.
The client looked at her hesitantly.
After hesitating for a long time, he said, "I've known a girl for a long time and want to... make a confession."
As soon as he finished speaking, his tanned skin turned red.
"Is there a holiday this year?" Mo Shangyun casually flipped through the stack of papers in his hand.
She remembered that this was a veteran named Li Bing, who had already served for two years and had been in the army for a long time.
"Yes, yes, but..."
I didn't plan to take a vacation.
There are still two months before the next quarterly assessment, and his ability is hovering above and below the pass line. Although he did not lose very badly in the training yesterday and in a row, he is somewhat worse than others.
Mo Shangyun nodded thoughtfully, "How about a three-day holiday for the Chinese New Year? It's more sincere to confess in person."
"My home is a little far..." Li Bing was a little embarrassed.
Moreover, the allowance is meager, and he has to send some to his home every month. He is only willing to buy train tickets.
"I'll find someone to book the plane ticket for you," Mo Shangyun said first, meeting Li Bing's surprised gaze, "I haven't been back in a few years, so I'll be a leader and considerate the soldiers, and let you go home and have a look, or else the family will miss you. "
"..." Li Bing suppressed the excitement and emotion in his heart, raised his hand tremblingly and gave a military salute to Mo Shangyun, and responded with a sonorous voice, "Yes."
Mo Shangyun was two years younger than him.
He has always been a little prejudiced against Mo Shangjun, affirming her ability, but denying her character.
But the reality is...
He suddenly felt a little guilty.
Mo Shangjun couldn't see such a scene, and just after he wanted to turn around, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, Gu Jiang is from your class, right?"
"Yes!" Li Bing's heart raised again.
"Tell him there's a package in the guardhouse, remember to pick it up before dark."
"Yes!"
Although Li Bing didn't know why, he still steadfastly responded.
Mo Shangyun nodded and left.
I went to the office first and discussed Li Bing's situation with Lang Yan. After obtaining Lang Yan's consent, Mo Shangyun went back to his dormitory, and then used his own money to book a round-trip air ticket for Li Bing. Check out the flow of the party.
During this period, I received a call from Mu Qixuan, and the two of them took care of each other when they came and went, and it took some time. So, after she went through the process again, it was getting dark.
After thinking about it, she called the tutor again, listening to his old man's babble, and hung up the phone until it was completely dark.
Looking at the time, it was almost time for dinner.
She put the stack of papers away and planned to go to the auditorium for a walk, to see how Erlian's program was rehearsed.
At this moment, the phone screen suddenly lit up.
He glanced at random and found that the note was "Yan Meiren", and Mo Shangyun stopped.
Picking up the phone, Mo Shangyun clicked on the message.
[have time?]
After I promised Yan Tianxing last time, this one never looked for her again. The only time I heard her name was from Mo Shangshuang's mouth...
She was also busy and didn't take the initiative to contact this master.
Mo Shangyun leaned on the desk, looked down at the three words on the phone screen, frowned for a moment, and then replied.
[No.]
After replying, Mo Shangyun was about to leave when he saw the phone screen flash, followed by the caller ID.
Still, Yan Meiren.
Mo Shangyun swiped his fingers and answered the phone.
"Go downstairs."
The two simple and clear words were clearly transmitted through the mobile phone.
048. You are not good-looking.