Hearing Mo Shangyun's cry, Liang Zhiqiong immediately ran over.
Liang Zhiqiong, who can't make fire and can't build a shelter, can only follow Peng Yuqiu to find food, but after so long, she also found two wild fruits, which can be put down with one hand, so she has no hindrance. ran over.
Mo Shangjun glanced at her, and it was no surprise that Liang Zhiqiong, who had not found food, raised his hand and handed the hare in his hand to Liang Zhiqiong, and said lazily, "It's for you."
"what?"
Liang Zhiqiong's eyes widened in surprise.
for her
She... heard that right
Liang Zhiqiong glanced at Mo Shangyun carefully, and couldn't help swallowing, trying to determine whether Mo Shangyun's despicable and shameless character might have come to play tricks on her.
"Noon reward."
The hand paused in the air for three seconds, Mo Shangyun said impatiently.
"Oh."
A hanging heart fell to the ground, and Liang Zhiqiong hurriedly picked up the hare.
At the end, he added hypocritically, "Thank you."
Peng Yuqiu watched the conversation between the two, peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, a little opinion, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Mo Shangyun made a hare by himself, give it to anyone you want.
After handing over the hare, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and asked Peng Yuqiu, "Are you going back?"
"Yeah." Peng Yuqiu nodded.
"Let's go then."
Shrugging, Mo Shangyun took the lead.
Liang Zhiqiong, who received the bribe, followed Mo Shangjun side by side, and even his attention to Peng Yuqiu was greatly reduced.
Peng Yuqiu: "…"
It was really played to death by Mo Shangyun.
The group returned to the camp in a mighty manner.
This time I went back and got three good news:
1. Drilling wood to make fire was a complete success, and they could enjoy the light of the fire after dark.
2. The three poems of Tang Dynasty, Song Dynasty, Yuanqu and Song Dynasty successfully used their survival skills to catch a lot of small fish in the nearby river, enough for dozens of them to fight their teeth.
3. The team led by Duan Zimu went well and could complete the construction of the shelter before 8:30 pm. It was half an hour earlier than they expected.
The sky was getting dark.
Six bonfires and six cooking groups began to roast small fish and distribute wild fruits around the bonfire.
Oh, and Liang Zhiqiong's group is busy roasting hares.
Mo Shangjun sat near the first bonfire and studied their map this time.
No one came to disturb her, just automatically bypassed the gap and did not block the firelight she used for lighting.
On the empty grass, it gradually became lively and busy, with laughter and laughter. Under the tranquil environment, all the students returned to themselves, no longer constantly competing on the training ground; Running forward can't see the end; it's not that you are always worried that you will be deducted points and will pack your bags and leave one day.
"Damn it, there are fireflies!"
After the sky was completely dark, someone suddenly shouted on the lively grass.
Gradually, this shout almost alarmed all the students present.
Mo Shangjun folded the map in his hand and looked up in the noisiest direction.
The crowds were crowded, and one by one, they moved forward as if they had seen a spectacle. They were scrambling for each other. They were a few fireflies flying near the river bank. They were like stars and fluorescent lights in the night. .
Mo Shangyun glanced at it twice, then quickly retracted his gaze.
When I was a child, I ran around with my masters, and I saw a lot of natural scenery. Most of the students here grew up in the city, so it's normal that they haven't seen them.
It's hard to relax and let them go.
Stretching, Mo Shangyun tucked the map into his pocket, then stood up from the grass.
Fireflies come out, and mosquitoes come out. Staying in one place for a long time is easy to be bitten into a hornet's nest.
"Mo Shangyun! Mo Shangyun!"
After walking a few steps, she saw Liang Zhiqiong sitting beside the bonfire beckoning to her.
Mo Shangjun touched his ear and walked towards her.
As soon as she approached, Liang Zhiqiong also stood up from the ground. She patted the trousers stained with grass, then took the rabbit's leg from Tang Shi's hand, and walked towards Mo Shangyun in three or two steps.
"Well, for you."
Liang Zhiqiong stretched out his hand, and that long hand almost poked the rabbit's leg into Mo Shangyun's face.
Fortunately, Mo Shangyun hid quickly, took a step back, and kept a certain distance from the freshly roasted rabbit leg.
She glanced at Liang Zhiqiong slantingly, saw that there were a few black and gray spots on Liang Zhiqiong's painted face at some point, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and she took the rabbit leg over.
"Want to sit together?"
Liang Zhiqiong sent an invitation to Mo Shangyun without any doubts.
Shrugging, Mo Shangyun bypassed Liang Zhiqiong without saying a word. When Liang Zhiqiong turned around because of unknown reasons, Mo Shangyun sat generously where Liang Zhiqiong sat before.
Liang Zhiqiong: "..."
Grandma is a bear, this product is really welcome!
Taking a deep breath, Liang Zhiqiong meditated for three seconds in her heart "I don't care about my mother", then rolled up her sleeves and walked over, and sat down beside Mo Shangyun.
This sitting successfully pushed Tang Shi aside.
Fortunately, the Song and Yuan songs on the other side of the Tang poems were squeezed, and this side was moved away, but it had no effect.
Mo Shangyun bit the rabbit's leg and noticed Liang Zhiqiong's legs out of the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help frowning, "Put down the trouser legs."
It should have just been in the river, and both trousers were wet. Liang Zhiqiong directly pulled up the trousers, exposing half of the calf. The skin hidden under the trousers has not been damaged all the year round, but the white dazzling is a little conspicuous... Moreover, it is easy to be targeted by mosquitoes.
"Oh."
Liang Zhiqiong responded and obediently lowered both trouser legs.
"Instructor Mo, you are so familiar with the wild, you should have a lot of experience in the wild, right?" A group of students around the bonfire asked Mo Shangyun with great interest.
"Um."
Mo Shangyun bit the hare again.
There is no salt, no seasoning, and the roast is still a little burnt, and the taste is very unpalatable.
Mo Shangjun suddenly thought of Ye Qianxiao - a person who can turn food into poison.
In contrast, this food is still edible, so Mo Shangjun felt a little more balanced and continued to eat.
"Is there any interesting experience?" the student asked again.
"Have."
"Tell us about it." Someone immediately said beside the bonfire.
Liang Zhiqiong next to him also nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, it's boring anyway, you can talk about it."
Mo Shangjun calmly took two more bites of rabbit meat.
By the campfire, many eyes were fixed on her, holding their breath.
Even You Nianyu unknowingly stopped adding firewood and locked his eyes on her.
Slowly swallowing the rabbit meat, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, raised his eyes, looked around, and asked aloud, "Who baked this thing?"
"257."
Liang Zhiqiong, who did not wait for the story, pointed to You Nianyu with some disappointment.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyes and looked at You Nianyu, and seemed to make a sincere evaluation: "The taste is too bad."
Wandering language: "… "
Liang Zhiqiong: "..."
Everyone: "… "
Hello! This is the wild, and there is no material at all! You are so demanding, why don't you do it yourself? !
The atmosphere fell into embarrassment and silence.
Mo Shangjun continued to eat rabbit legs with peace of mind.
Soon, one after another, the others began to eat their few dinners, and at the same time, they gradually became lively. It's just that no one asked Mo Shangyun any more.
Mo Shangyun finished eating the rabbit meat in his hand and threw the bones into the garbage.
After clapping her hands, she was about to stand up when she saw someone walking behind Liang Zhiqiong, so she frowned slightly and stopped for the time being.
"277."
Behind, someone called Liang Zhiqiong.
"Ah?" Liang Zhiqiong raised her head when she heard the sound, and saw a male student who was familiar but not familiar.
The male student lowered his head, and he could see red on his black face. He was embarrassed and hastily said, "177 has something to do with you."
"I'm not free." Liang Zhiqiong frowned.
"You must go, he is waiting for you 500 meters downstream." The male student finished quickly, and when he just turned around and wanted to leave, he suddenly stopped and told her, "Remember, you must go. what."
After the warning, the male student quickly slipped away, and when he ran back to his bonfire, he could still hear the laughter over there.
"… "
Liang Zhiqiong watched the man disappear inexplicably.
When she came back to her senses, she saw the students by the bonfire all staring at her, not even Mo Shangyun, who was a little embarrassed for no reason.
Liang Zhiqiong was angry and annoyed, "What are you looking at? Haven't seen a beautiful woman before!"
"Zhiqiong, aren't you going?" Tang Shi asked curiously.
"Don't go!"
Liang Zhiqiong was decisive.
She couldn't even recall what that 177 looked like.
On the contrary, when I think about it, it is Peng Yuqiu's face, sometimes helpless, sometimes severe, sometimes gentle.
As soon as Liang Zhiqiong thought of it, his heart was rambling, realizing that he was being watched by so many people, so he became more and more embarrassed.
Grandma is a bear, just pursue after pursuit. If you have to make a fuss, can't you be as low-key as her and not cause trouble? !
snort!
Thinking of this, Liang Zhiqiong's eyes rolled, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look around the grass.
Looking at this, I found that many students are paying attention to this side, and at the same time...
It met Peng Yuqiu's eyes.
Peng Yuqiu stood a little far away, there was no bonfire nearby, only the moonlight, and the sight was so dark that Liang Zhiqiong couldn't even see his face, but he could recognize him at a glance at the figure.
However, the peach blossom eyes under the helmet were dark and bright, with deep meaning. When they bumped into it suddenly, Liang Zhiqiong was stunned.
Heart, thump, thump, beat uncontrollably.
Liang Zhiqiong thought for a while, not knowing whether she was guilty or a nympho, so she quickly looked back.
She lowered her head, the brim of her hat covered most of her face, and she casually stuffed food into her mouth in her hands. If you looked carefully, you could even see her slightly trembling fingers.
Soon, Tang Shi started to bring up the topic, and gradually shifted their attention, so that their eyes were no longer focused on Liang Zhiqiong, and Liang Zhiqiong slowly calmed down.
At this time, she had already eaten everything in her hand.
Looking at the palm of her hand, she raised her head slightly, then looked at Mo Shangyun on the side.
After thinking for a while, she moved closer to Mo Shangyun next to her.
After moving for a long time, there is still a large gap between the two.
"Say something."
Mo Shangyun raised his brows and tilted his head impatiently.
Liang Zhiqiong simply sat down and sat next to Mo Shangyun.
"Mo Shangyun, you say," Liang Zhiqiong bit the corner of his lips hesitantly and asked Mo Shangjun for his opinion, "Should I go over there to have a look and make it clear to others?"
Mo Shangjun said lightly, "I don't know."
He clearly wanted to go and see if Peng Yuqiu would be worried. He had to cover it up with "speaking clearly", which was also duplicitous.
"You give me an idea."
Liang Zhiqiong bumped her arm, her voice was low, but she seemed to be acting like a spoiled child.
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly, "I have no idea."
"Aren't you the one with the most crazy ideas?"
"Um?"
Squinting, Mo Shangjun glanced at her threateningly.
"No, no, it means that you have many ideas." Liang Zhiqiong hesitated.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids, "Go if you want."
It's not that Liang Zhiqiong has no idea, she just wants to find someone to tell her to "go" and go there with peace of mind.
After all, if it's just to reject 177, it's simpler not to go.
"You said it!"
Liang Zhiqiong's eyes lit up as he clenched his fists.
Mo Shangjun looked at her lightly, "Wash your little face before going."
"… okay."
Liang Zhiqiong responded and stood up from the ground.
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