They are sad, they are stubborn, and they are silent, as if as long as they agreed not to say a word, Mo Shangyun will still be their instructor, and everything in the past will not change.
Mo Shangjun would still come to ridicule them from time to time, but he actually helped them correct their mistakes one by one;
Mo Shangjun would still stand in front of them in a condescending manner, telling them about the excellence of Group A;
Mo Shangyun will still take them to the competition with Group A, and then win in the most despicable and shameless way...
After a long time, they remained silent.
Mo Shangyun saw their persistence and stubbornness, and inadvertently, his eyes flashed slightly, which seemed to be a little sad.
But, this is only a moment.
No one caught her at this moment, and no one knew what kind of mood she was in at this moment.
Whether ... is also reluctant.
Then, they saw Mo Shangyun smiling, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and his eyebrows raised lightly.
She laughed, "As soon as I leave, no one will listen to me?"
The arrogant voice, as always, was less powerful than before.
However, it is such a sentence that almost everyone believes that this matter is irreversible.
No matter how reluctant and persistent they were, Mo Shangyun would still leave.
"Report! I heard!"
19 people, shouting in the sky, shouted the majestic momentum of more than 100 people.
Some had tears in their eyes, some looked firm, and some had no expression on their faces.
Taking a deep look at them, Mo Shangyun turned away, and without the idleness, she looked at Zhong Tianhao seriously and said, "Instructor Zhong, I'll leave it to you."
Zhong Tianhao looked back at her, and he didn't know what Mo Shangyun was thinking.
He only knew that at this time, he could only nod his head.
"Um."
He complied.
Mo Shangyun waved his hand and left.
All the students in front stared at her back and left.
Not long after, Zhong Tianhao turned his head and glanced at Mo Shangyun.
She walked some distance.
Putting one hand in his trouser pocket is not as good as a soldier's posture, and people know at a glance that it is her.
Zhong Tianhao suddenly felt that the current Mo Shangyun suddenly looked a lot more pleasing to the eye.
Mo Shangjun went to the cooking class operation room to get two steamed buns.
As always, resolve on the road.
When I got back to the dormitory building, there was still half an hour before the morning training.
When she walked to the door of the office, she didn't know what to think, so she couldn't help but stop.
He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the wall on the left, which was full of A4 paper.
Except for the words printed at the beginning, all the handwritings on the following paper were all written by her with a signature pen, word by word.
The first students to leave had few handwritings on the paper, but those who stayed were densely handwritten.
She narrowed her eyes, looking a little dazed.
It seems that she is very serious...
"Where is the pestle as a watchman's stone?"
A sudden joke came from behind.
Duan Zimu.
Mo Shangyun didn't turn his head back, just lifted his legs and walked into the office.
However, when she passed Duan Zimu's desk, her pace stopped in time.
"Brother Duan?"
She tilted her head and looked towards the door, a small smile on her lips.
Duan Zimu, who was just about to enter the door, heard the sound and looked up at her.
At this glance, he couldn't help but be stunned.
The sun was just rising, and light came in diagonally from behind, jumped over his shoulders, and landed on Mo Shangyun's face.
The soft and bright light just shone on her palm-sized face, and the light was very warm, so warm that Mo Shangyun's playful expression had a different flavor.
He saw that she was smiling, her brows and eyes were smiling, and the act of being careful and thoughtful was extremely familiar, but it was surprising for no reason.
Duan Zimu looked at her, he didn't know what he was looking at, he only knew that it was miserable, Mo Shangjun successfully conquered him with this face.
Completely, single-handedly, the defense line collapsed.
"how?"
After a long time, Duan Zimu walked into the door, opened his mouth, and his voice was erratic that he could clearly feel.
"This wall..." Mo Shangyun pointed to the wall on his right, "Help me clean it up."
"it is good."
Duan Zimu nodded almost subconsciously.
Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment, stunned by Duan Zimu's refreshment.
She still wants to be paid...
"Wait," Duan Zimu's Adam's apple slid, his mind came to his senses, and he asked her a little strangely, "These are all useless?"
"useless."
Mo Shangyun shrugged, turned and walked towards his desk.
She is now the same as Duan Zimu, who only needs to be responsible for part of the project.
Duan Zimu is a shooting instructor, she is a fighting instructor.
Usually Duan Zimu can be as relaxed as she can be.
However, when they got to Yan Tianxing's place, they were both a brick, and they had to move it wherever they needed it.
Duan Zimu looked at her, turned his back, and reached out to touch his chest.
Jumping... a little faster than expected.
After struggling for half a minute, Duan Zimu was appointed to help her pull the paper off.
How could he be happy to help her do such a thing
Happy? !
He was afraid of going crazy.
then-
While talking about his crazy Duan Zimu, he happily helped Mo Shangyun pull the paper, and in the middle seemed to pour a glass of water for Mo Shangyun inadvertently.
Mo Shangyun looked at the water on the table and gave Duan Zimu a strange look.
How does she feel—
Duan Zimu is a little bit, isn't it right
Could it be that something good happened
356、I didn't abandon anyone