Yan Tianxing is not surprised that Mo Shangyun has conditions.
However, she was somewhat surprised by her second point.
To deal with a group of people alone, no one person can do the support he has brought.
Mo Shangyun's self-confidence doesn't know whether it comes from ability or arrogance...
Yan Tianxing even admired her.
These days, there are not many people like her who are not afraid of offending people.
"First, I said hello to Camp Commander Zhong in advance, and you can come with me anytime you want." Yan Tianxing said calmly, "Second, the ability I know about you does not reassure me. Let you deal with them alone. But I can promise you that I will not support you until you speak out."
Mo Shangyun fell silent, frowning in thought.
After a while, she stood up and reached out to Yan Tianxing, "Happy cooperation."
Looking up, Yan Tianxing also got up, held her hand, and said meaningfully, "I hope you are happy."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and retracted his hand, pretending to not understand his sarcasm, "I will host the party until ten o'clock. Before that, you can choose to hang out in the reconnaissance camp, enjoy the snow scene, or..."
Having said that, Mo Shangyun glanced at him, noticed the casual jacket, and raised his eyebrows, "I'll reserve a seat for you in the back row."
"That's troublesome." Yan Tianxing was talking.
"… "
Mo Shangyun squinted at his handsome face.
Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing went directly to the base auditorium.
Forcibly asked Yan Tianxing for the military officer's certificate, Mo Shangjun explained to the person in charge, probably explaining two things, one was to arrange a position for Yan Tianxing, and the other was that she would leave halfway through the presidency.
With the military card in her hand and the battalion commander's greeting earlier, the person in charge hurriedly agreed.
The party has not yet started, and there are only people in the auditorium who are rehearsing intensely.
During the time that Mo Shangjun negotiated with the person in charge, Yan Tianxing walked around the auditorium, and finally chose a seat in the back row and sat down leisurely.
At a distance, Yan Tianxing raised his eyes and looked at Mo Shangyun on the stage. Among the many busy and nervous people, she is extremely conspicuous in her slack and laziness.
After a while, the phone vibrated.
Yan Tianxing took out his mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID, and connected.
"Have you met?" Mo Shangshuang's tone was calm.
"Um."
"accepted?"
"accepted."
"Are you still hosting?"
"Um."
"You help me take two photos of her hosting, my mother wants to collect them." Mo Shangshuang said coolly, a little cold.
Yan Tianxing paused, "... um."
I could vaguely guess something, so I didn't ask more.
I have known Mo Shangshuang for a few years, and I have heard him mention Mo Shangyun - that is a demon king of chaos, who was arrogant since childhood, but has enough capital to become a "pervert" in his mouth.
He also heard another person mention Mo Shangyun. That person was in the same school as Mo Shangyun, and he was two years higher than Mo Shangyun, but he had met several times for various reasons, and every time he was angry with Mo Shangyun. It's not light, I always complain to him when I come back.
As a result, before Yan Tianxing saw Mo Shangyun, he had a certain impression of her - wild, powerful, weird, and abnormal.
And a little unpleasant.
But, after contacting it, I feel that the rumors are a bit false.
At least two points must be added-
Smart and funny.
The rumored Demon King of Confusion can appear on the stage and act as a host in a regular manner. This sense of disobedience is very strong, so Yan Tianxing can understand the purpose of "taking pictures as a souvenir".
"She promised you, is there any request?" Mo Shangshuang asked again.
With his understanding of Mo Shangyun, Mo Shangyun could not easily agree.
Yan Tianxing repeated Mo Shangyun's conditions.
Then he asked, "Can she do it?"
Mo Shangshuang said solemnly: "As far as I know, she can do everything she said."
Yan Tianxing's eyes flashed, his eyes moved, and he looked for Mo Shangyun's figure.
At some point, Mo Shangyun had left the stage and stood near the corner, listening to what a group of people were saying.
Seemingly aware of his sight, Mo Shangyun tilted his head and looked this way.
With a casual expression, he paused on the phone that he put in his ear, then raised his eyebrows and evoked a faint smile.
as if-
Knowing is talking about her.
Until the end of hosting, Mo Shangyun didn't come to Yan Tianxing.
Her hosting... was easier than expected.
There is no touching and passionate recitation, no riddles and riddles, all lines are simplified, and every move is a disgust for the hypocritical and contrived lines. stage.
There were several times in the middle of the stage, when someone asked her if she was nervous and waited, and taught her how to relax, all of which were calmly dismissed by Mo Shangyun.
Yan Tianxing estimated that in the future in the reconnaissance camp, if there is a similar party, even if Mo Shangjun stands on the stage again, he will never be the host.
In the front row of Yan Tianxing, there was Lang Yan, the second company commander, and a platoon commander named Li Liang.
When he heard "Fuxilien Mo", Yan Tianxing paid a little attention.
"Why is she nervous, she definitely finds it boring." Lang Yan looked around, then lowered his voice, "But it's okay, it's better for her to talk less than to talk more, I'm really afraid that when she comes on stage, Just criticize the previous program."
"I think she really wants to criticize." Li Liang touched his nose.
"Yes, just like her, she really saves face." Lang Yan's voice was a little desperate.
"I think she is afraid of being found by the instructor and of trouble."
Lang Yan: "..." I really can't take it anymore.
After that, it was time for the recruits chorus of the Second Company, and Lang Yan and Li Liang didn't murmur any more.
Yan Tianxing slowly retracted his gaze.
It was the first time he had seen a company commander and a platoon commander make such complaints.
Really... interesting.
It's exactly ten o'clock.
Mo Shangyun, who had finished hosting, glanced at Yan Tianxing as he walked towards the backstage.
Yan Tianxing understood and stood up from his seat.
He chose the position in the last row in the middle, and got up without affecting anyone, and even left the auditorium unwittingly.
When he came to the door of the auditorium, Mo Shangjun was waiting for him at the door.
It was very cold and the snow was still drifting. Mo Shangyun only wore a uniform and thin clothes, but she stood still in the snow, she didn't seem to feel the cold, and she still looked laid-back and leisurely.
For some reason, Yan Tianxing suddenly felt that she was a little... pity.
050, does not affect the confession