A troublesome matter was calmed down by a few words from Mo Shangyun.
Ask Zhong Tianhao to tell Tu Sheng, find an opportunity to discuss it in the afternoon, and Mo Shangjun watched the two leave in Yan Tianxing's office - she couldn't leave because Yan Tianxing said she had something to talk about.
However, there was nothing to talk about in the end, and Mo Shangjun drank a cup of tea and satirized Yan Tianxing Yitong about "Yan Tianxing throwing the pot" and "the deduction of points from fighting training is too cruel".
Yan Tianxing knew that he was wrong about dumping the pot, so he had to suffer her irony silently.
Mo Shangyun scolded coolly, clapped his hands, and prepared to leave.
"What if the letter is written by a student from Group B?"
Yan Tianxing made a light sentence, stopping Mo Shangyun's turning around.
"Hmm," Mo Shangyun paused for a while, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and then raised his chin lightly, with an almost certain tone, "Impossible."
This confidence comes from judgments in many aspects.
1. They were tossed to death last night, even she fell asleep, not to mention those people. It is really impossible to say that some of them have the energy and leisure to write this report letter, and then put it on Zhong Tianhao's side.
Second, during this time period, the flow has no motivation.
3. Even if the students in Group B want to report, they should report her.
Fourth, this kind of soldier... She can't bring it out.
"What if?" Yan Tianxing hooked his lips.
Mo Shangyun squinted his eyes, and said in a cool voice, "That's useless."
It's okay to put a lot of effort into training them, making irresponsible remarks, and doing such a sinister thing, there is no military presence. This kind of person, go back to their original army as soon as possible, she can't stay here.
Yan Tianxing's brows moved slightly, "You don't have to go to the training in the afternoon, find out people early."
"… Um."
She really didn't plan to go.
At the current stage of female soldier training, Ji Ruonan and Zhong Tianhao are competing with each other, and they basically don't have her in their eyes. Going to the training field to face Zhong Tianhao's blue face is definitely not what she wants, and naturally she will not go if she can't go.
Wait until the two of them compare.
In the afternoon, Mo Shangjun put on a raincoat and wandered downstairs in the dormitory.
After walking around for two hours, I returned to the office.
While she was recording the information, someone knocked on the door.
knock. knock. knock.
Accompanied by the knock on the door, it was Tu Sheng's yin and yang voice, "Instructor Mo."
The door was open, Mo Shangyun didn't even lift his eyelids, he lowered his head and continued to swipe on the notebook, saying two words, "Come in."
"Instructor Mo, have you investigated anything?"
Tu Sheng strode in, targeting Mo Shangyun's desk.
"No."
Mo Shangyun still didn't give him a look.
Tu Sheng approached, looked at Mo Shangyun's desk, and swept his eyes straight to Mo Shangyun's notebook...
However, Mo Shangyun stopped writing first and closed the notebook.
She picked up a pen, fell back, and raised Erlang's legs naturally, then raised her eyes to look at Tu Sheng, who was standing opposite.
"Instructor Tu, I haven't seen you for a day..." Mo Shangyun tilted his head slightly, and seemed to seriously look at Tu Sheng for a while, and then said, "It's strong."
Tu Sheng: "… "
Grandma is a bear, and it's really terrible to open a loss when you meet.
He is not very tall. Although he is over 1.7 meters tall, he is still a little short among the soldiers. With his round face, at first glance, he is not very lethal.
Mo Shangyun's "strong" voice shows how ironic it is.
Tu Sheng thought about not having the same knowledge as her, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't help but slap back, "It's not like you, you work hard."
"It should be." Mo Shangyun looked modest.
Tu Sheng paused, watching Mo Shangyun sitting idle across from him, gritted his teeth, and resisted the urge to act violently.
Don't know her generally; don't know her generally...
Grandma's, he still can't beat her!
Get angry thinking about it.
"Tell me about it." Tu Sheng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then asked, "I heard that you and Yan Gui are childhood sweethearts?"
Even if he usually smiles with others, at this moment, Tu Sheng couldn't help but put a straight face.
Mo Shangyun pretended to think for a while, and then nodded, "There is such a thing."
Yes, I still have to think about it, and 'there is such a thing'...
Tu Sheng swallowed a mouthful of blood, and then said, "That's easy."
"How?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
"I heard that he is a good person, and his popularity is very good. He can find out any information," Tu Sheng said. "If he uses some connections, he might be able to find out who entered our office at noon."
Mo Shangyun nodded and agreed: "Well."
Then, silent.
Tu Sheng only thought that she agreed, and paused, wanting to hear her take the initiative to talk to Yan Gui, but after a pause, he gradually realized that something was wrong.
Mo Shangjun played with the signature pen in his hand and looked at him slowly, as if waiting for him to speak.
The thought came again, this time when he was about to win a big fight every time, the expression came again... Tu Sheng gushed blood into his throat again, and then he was forcibly suppressed by him.
Tu bluntly was ignorant, and said bluntly: "Or, after the training in the afternoon, will you talk to him?"
"This..." Mo Shangyun showed an embarrassed expression, "Isn't it okay?"
Looking at Mo Shangyun's pretentious appearance, Tu Sheng was completely convinced.
"Instructor Mo," he put his hands on the desk, Tu Sheng immediately changed his face, and said with an exaggerated expression, "Let's open the skylight and say something bright, this time I lose, you go to Yan Gui and ask him about it. Okay?"
－－－－－－off topic－－－－－
Go according to the outline, one by one, and the writing is boring.
Tell me what plot you want to see [The second male lead will not come out; Feng Fan will not come out; The love line will not develop], Lao Na is going to roll up his sleeves and change the outline.
┑（￣Д￣）┍ Well, if you don’t say anything, I will change it. capricious.
Guess there are three shifts
330. If it's all right, Instructor Tu can go [three shifts]