"Tired?"
The voice fell from the top of the head, and on this hot afternoon, the voice was too good to be true.
Mo Shangjun put his hands up and shouted in the gap, "Report, don't be tired!"
"All sweaty."
Ahead, Yan Tianxing said with a little distress.
Mo Shangyun felt a chill in his heart.
However, no matter what her mood was, the rhythm of doing push-ups was not chaotic, she counted each one very clearly.
But at this moment, a hand stretched out into the field of vision, with slender and beautiful fingers, holding a tissue, very gently wiping the sweat on her forehead, nose bridge, and cheeks.
However, because Mo Shangyun was doing push-ups, the tissue smeared her face.
The paper towel was still soft, but it still hurt Mo Shangyun's face.
Mo Shangjun simply stopped, rested on his hands, stopped with an extremely push-up preparation, then raised his head slightly, looking at Yan Tianxing, who was half-squatting in front of him, slowly arranging the tissue paper he had just wiped off his sweat.
"Report!"
Mo Shangjun shouted word by word, and there was a little irritability hidden in those cold eyes.
Yan Tianxing lowered his head, and the shadow from the brim of his hat covered his face. Because it was against the light, the front fell into darkness, and the outline of his body was shrouded in light. The contrast between light and darkness was very obvious, causing a visual impact.
Can't see his expression.
He sorted out the tissues, and then said lazily, "Speak."
"Can you get out of the way... go a little further?"
In case the hat of "disrespecting the superior" was buckled, Mo Shangyun changed his words halfway.
"Listen to you."
Yan Tianxing said calmly.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he did not rush to leave, but took out a folded newspaper.
Mo Shangyun looked at the bottom of his eyes, and an ominous premonition rose again in his heart.
I saw Yan Tianxing unfold the newspaper unhurriedly, only folded it once before stopping, and then placed the newspaper between Mo Shangyun's hands under Mo Shangyun's gaze.
Yan Tianxing said: "Khan penetrated the newspaper and the punishment is over."
"… "
Mo Shangjun suddenly remembered Yan Tianxing's move to wipe her sweat...
good.
"Yes!"
Mo Shangjun simply replied to Yan Tianxing.
The interaction between the two fell into the eyes of Ji Ruonan, who only felt that the pain all over his body disappeared without knowing it. The only thing he could feel was shock.
If you put the newspaper at the beginning, Mo Shangyun did 2,200 push-ups last night, and it should not be a problem for the sweat to penetrate the newspaper, but now Mo Shangyun has finished half of it, and she is coming...
Although the two of them... well, it's kind of weird.
But as far as she knows, Yan Tianxing is not such a stingy person.
Strangely, Ji Ruonan took a moment to glance at Mo Shangyun, but did not feel the slightest anger from Mo Shangyun, and even accelerated his push-ups unknowingly.
Ji Ruonan had doubts in her heart, but Yan Tianxing had already stood up at this time, so she had to lower her head and continue to do her own push-ups.
Yan Tianxing glanced lightly over the two of them, then withdrew his gaze and left again.
Five minutes later, Ji Ruonan completed 1300 push-ups.
She took a breath and got up from the ground.
She hasn't focused on training for more than a month. Her physical fitness is not as perverted as Mo Shangyun, especially the lack of arm strength in both hands. After doing these 1,300 push-ups, her hands are almost useless this afternoon.
She hesitated, looked at Mo Shangyun who was still doing push-ups, and walked over.
Unexpectedly, a lot of sweat had dripped from the newspaper that Mo Shangyun held between his hands. And the speed of Mo Shangyun's push-ups is beyond imagination.
Ji Ruonan stood there in astonishment, watching the folded newspaper get soaked a little in a short time, and couldn't help being cold for a while.
After a while, she raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her face with her arm.
The more Mo Shangjun speeds up, the more sweat he sweats, which is understandable. But she didn't expect that Mo Shangyun had done so many push-ups, yet he still had such physical strength, and even his breathing didn't change much.
After a while, Ji Ruonan realized that she was worried a little bit, her brows moved slightly, and she always left without saying a word.
However, Mo Shangyun waited until the newspaper was nearly half soaked before stopping.
She didn't rest for long, looked up at the dazzling sunlight, and walked towards the dormitory building with the newspaper.
However, after turning around without seeing Yan Tianxing, he finally threw the newspaper directly to Xiao Chuyun.
"Oh."
Xiao Chuyun, who was sitting at the desk, took time out of his busy schedule to glance at Mo Shangyun.
"Where's Instructor Yan?"
Mo Shangyun stood under the ceiling fan, blowing the hot air created by the crystallization of human wisdom.
This ghost weather, the electric fan is on, and the wind blowing out is hot.
"Going to the training ground." Xiao Chuyun replied, then raised his eyes and noticed Mo Shangyun's wet training uniform. After thinking about it, he asked in disbelief, "Would you like a drink?"
It's understandable that the students were punished so much, but the instructor is always the instructor... This time, Master Yan was a bit ruthless.
However, looking at Mo Shangyun's calm expression as always, Xiao Chuyun thought that "Mo Shangyun might get angry" that Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng secretly discussed, and thought that this prediction was a bit wrong.
"Need not."
Mo Shangyun shrugged.
"You don't have any other tasks this afternoon?" Xiao Chuyun asked.
"Well." Mo Shangyun nodded slightly, raised his hand, and simply took off his training cap.
As soon as he picked it, his wet short hair was exposed, and sweat dripped down the fever, as if he had been pulled out of water.
"Then you can move freely." Xiao Chuyun added kindly.
"Oh."
Free time, you can take a bath, have a good rest, or just walk around... It's always half a day off for her.
Four p.m.
Mo Shangyun, who took a shower and changed into a new set of training clothes, walked out of the supermarket where the fans creaked with a popsicle in his mouth, a bag of daily necessities, and a Bluetooth headset.
Summer is really here.
Mo Shangyun thought so, bit a popsicle and walked into the sunshine.
She was free anyway. She walked back like a walk. When she was halfway through chewing the popsicle, she passed the training ground and saw the trainees who were so embarrassed that they couldn't even catch their breath.
At this moment, some students are running around the training ground, and some students are crossing the 400-meter obstacle.
As soon as Mo Shangjun stopped, he noticed that many eyes were swept over, and what he was looking at was... Oh, the popsicle in her hand.
Mo Shangyun took a slow bite.
At the moment, those greedy eyes instantly turned into a monstrous anger, wishing they could rush up and grab her popsicle.
After successfully pulling a bunch of hatred-valued Mo Shangyun, he shrugged his shoulders very calmly, and then turned to leave.
But, as soon as he turned sideways, the phone in his pocket vibrated.
Mo Shangyun held a popsicle in his mouth, raised his hand to his ear, and pressed the answer button on the Bluetooth headset.
Then, biting a popsicle, he said, "Speak."
"Little slicker."
Mu Qixuan's long-lost voice came from the earphones.
It's been a long time since I talked to Mu Qixuan on the phone, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but paused, restrained the publicity just now, and shouted seriously, "Senior."
As soon as he finished shouting, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, and suddenly saw the figure of Yan Tianxing standing not far away and bumped into his eyes. Mo Shangyun glanced at it twice, and immediately retracted his gaze, even the pace of leaving was quickened a little.
"Is something wrong?" Mo Shangyun asked.
"I just want to ask you, summer is here, have you thought about the summer training? Also, the instructor has learned about the recent training camp, and asked me to ask you, how are you doing in the training camp?"
"Xia Xun..." Mo Shangyun raised his head, looked at the sun still hanging in the air, and raised the corner of his lips, "Where are you going, you have to get a layer of skin off?"
"You train like you are exposed to the sun, but you're still afraid of the little sun?" Mu Qixuan asked amusingly.
Mo Shangyun: "..." Hehe.
The sun there couldn't have been more poisonous.
the little sun
It was the little sun that had to get her sunburned.
However, she did not agree, and it was not because of the sun.
It has been six months since she was transferred to the reconnaissance battalion, but she spent most of her time outside activities, which can be said to be quite "not doing a proper job". It's pointless to keep running towards the future.
She was young and could take a break.
Mo Shangyun pretended to be, "This, senior, look at me with thin skin and tender meat..."
"… "
Mu Qixuan was dumbfounded for a while.
He is also a person, so it is impossible not to understand what Mo Shangjun meant, Mu Qixuan asked with a smile, "Are you sure?"
"Um."
"It's a pity, I was expecting you to teach us a lesson." Mu Qixuan was really a little regretful.
"If you say that, I'll take it as a flattery."
Mo Shangyun took the last bite of the popsicle.
"Yes! I really praise you!" Mu Qixuan reluctantly defended.
"By the way," raised his hand, Mo Shangjun threw the bamboo sticks of the popsicles into the trash can, and said calmly, "I have two juniors, and what they study has something to do with your navy, where do you have them? Want it?"
It's almost June, and students from major colleges and universities are also facing graduation. Although their school is allocated by package, if there is a better unit, they can still apply.
As an academic god, Mo Shangyun, it is a matter of course to know a few academic masters.
Mu Qixuan asked a few words casually, and after listening to Mo Shangyun's introduction to her two schoolmasters, he couldn't help laughing, "Are you asking us if we want it, or are we going to grab it?"
"They just have a high theoretical level, and some of them learn." Mo Shangjun wrote lightly.
Mu Qixuan said with a smile: "I'll report it later, I guess it will be settled in the evening."
He can't be the master of this matter, because his frogmen troop can't have it, and Mo Shangjun didn't put people into his action troop, but specifically refers to some professional counterparts...
Naturally, someone is rushing to ask for it.
It can be said that Mo Shangjun did not sell favors to him, but gave them a gift.
"Thanks then." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes.
Mu Qixuan asked about the training camp again.
Mo Shangjun's evaluation is very objective, the instructors are very serious, the colleagues are very fooled, and the students' qualifications are not bad...
By the way, I picked a few things to say.
However, as for the fact that he was punished just in the afternoon, he kept silent.
"By the way, is it you who led the troops to fight the flood?" Mu Qixuan asked.
Mo Shangjun walked into the dormitory and replied softly, "En."
"Congratulations, this high-efficiency incident was brought up by our captain as educational material."
"Oh?" Mo Shangjun frowned slightly, "Just a small incident in our backcountry, can your captain personally bring it up?"
When Mo Shangjun asked in a funny way, he specially emphasized the word "personally".
The two knew it well.
"Of course," the old god Mu Qixuan said in a humble tone, "there is also your senior—that's my credit."
Mo Shangyun shrugged.
"You have all reported this. A mysterious female soldier unit consolidated the dam overnight. Other units would be embarrassed to commit suicide when they saw this efficiency."
The first time I heard about "reporting", Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment, and vaguely thought of something.
Well…
This afternoon, most of the newspapers that she had soaked with sweat seemed to have the words "flood resistance".
It hasn't rained much recently...
However, she didn't look closely.
But with no intention of pursuing it, Mo Shangyun walked to the third floor, thought about it, and suddenly said, "Senior."
"Um?"
"Ask something."
"You say."
Mo Shangyun walked to the corridor, looked at the training ground in the distance, and was silent for a while.
"Can we afford the future of those under us?" Mo Shangyun lowered his eyelids slightly, and a strange emotion flashed through his eyes.
She pressed the brim of her hat to hide her expression.
There was silence on the phone.
"No one can afford it." After a long time, Mu Qixuan said in a relaxed tone, "Little slicker, you are not suitable for thinking about these issues."
"I think you can think."
Mo Shangyun raised his head.
The vision suddenly widened, and somewhere in the bottom of his eyes, there was the figure of Yan Tianxing.
What did he say then
-On your shoulders, you can only hold up your future.
wrong.
In a sense, she is not the same as Yan Tianxing.
It was Mu Qixuan, she had no reason to believe... He would definitely think.
They are all people who like to hit dead ends.
When a question is there, they have to find the answer, even if they know very well that the answer is not necessarily what they want, or that it is varied. Even, they may never find the answer.
"Yes, I've been thinking about it." Mu Qixuan said, "You know, four years ago, I saw the sacrifice of a comrade for the first time. However, there is one detail that you should not know, he actually does not need to sacrifice... He wanted to save people, but he lost his life, but in the end he didn't get a word of thanks from the parents of the rescued person. I chatted with the tutor for one night. Reasonable judgment. In the end, we discuss the most obvious answer - looking at the problem from different angles, there will be different answers."
Mu Qixuan spoke very calmly, from beginning to end, neither sad nor happy, he narrated slowly.
It's been a long time, and even he can't remember the details of the original incident.
All he knew was that his comrade-in-arms had died, and he was angry at that time.
Yes, only anger.
He felt that things should not be like this.
He believes that hard work will be rewarded.
He firmly believes that people are always compassionate.
When a living life is paid for you, what you get should not be "you didn't save my son".
For the first time in so many years, he felt powerless, and what he had learned was useless in the face of phenomena that he felt 'completely unreasonable and should not be'.
He knows that as a soldier, he should rush in front of the people, he knows how to save people in dangerous situations, and he knows that a person should be humble and courteous and have no guilt... These are taught by schools, troops, and seniors.
However, no one taught him how to warm up their hearts when he encountered something that would cool their hearts.
He remembers, for a long time, he was angry and they were angry.
After the final discussion with his mentor, he was still angry, so when he started to lead the troops, he thought of how to keep the burning hearts of those hot-blooded boys from being quenched.
Although, he is still puzzled by human nature, still has many questions about many things, and still has to do things after thinking about the answers.
But he thought that he could tell Mo Shangjun about the conclusions he had drawn with his mentor.
Although, he believes, Mo Shangyun will get many different answers because of this question in the future.
After a moment of silence, Mo Shangyun tilted his head, saw the figure on the training ground, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Mu Qixuan tried his best to laugh, but suddenly he couldn't laugh.
After this question, Mo Shangyun and Mu Qixuan didn't talk much. When Mo Shangyun put the daily necessities back in the dormitory cabinet, he hung up with Mu Qixuan.
At the same time, put away the Bluetooth headset and mobile phone.
After a brief tidying up, Mo Shangyun went out of the dormitory door again.
This time, as soon as she stepped out, she heard a solid voice—
"Instructor Mo!"
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Some people say that 2,200 push-ups are fake. If you are interested, you can search on Baidu. There are more than 3,000 push-ups in an hour, and there are even more terrifying records.
I was very angry yesterday, so I deleted many of the previous topics.
I still want to say that Si Sheng has basically been helping Mo Shangyun since his appearance, and the only time he asked Mo Shangyun to write a summary.
You [specifically some people] don't know what Cen Yan and Si Sheng have experienced, so you feel sorry for Mo Shangyun, but I think Mo Shangyun has taught you not to make judgments when you don't understand. I can say that Cen Yan, Si Sheng, even Yan Ye and Mo Cang are not necessarily easier than Mo Shangyun. A lot of things that Mo Shangyun experienced may not be worth mentioning here.
Why does everyone have to circle around her Mo Shangyun
Thanks to someone who is worried about the results of the next article in the bottle.
Here's a reply: Si Sheng × Third Master's article is purely for fun, and the full text is saved and re-posted, so as not to be affected by the mood. There are still several articles on the military cultural plan, which will continue uninterrupted.
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