"Mo Fulian, do you think it doesn't matter what the outcome is?"
When Lang Yan asked this, his expression was very serious, so serious that he would not see such an expression unless at some important time.
Mo Shangjun was slightly startled, then smiled, "Captain Lang, you should know that I have no obligation to unite with you."
After a slight pause, Lang Yan's ears turned red, very embarrassed.
He just... was a little anxious, and subconsciously wanted Mo Shangyun to stand aside.
"However," Mo Shangjun continued, "I don't object to your insistence."
"Really?" Lang Yan asked in surprise.
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded.
Lang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't want his soldiers to look forward to war. He couldn't manage other companies, but he could manage his own company. He thought, at least his company shouldn't think about war every day.
It's a good idea to raise the morale of the warriors, and there are many ways to improve morale - and Mo Shangyun leads by example in many ways.
So he wanted to persevere.
But, these days, no one is on his side except himself. Although the battalion commander is not a mandatory requirement, he occasionally asks him a few questions during meetings, and the instructor never wastes any opportunity to persuade him to mobilize his thoughts. A new platoon leader for ideological mobilization.
Even the soldiers of the second company would ask him from time to time, the first and third companies have mobilized their minds, when will it be their second company's turn
These idiots are all looking forward to it.
"Captain Lang," Mo Shangyun fell back, leaning back comfortably on the back of the chair, smiling a little helplessly, "Have you ever thought that if you go with the flow, you won't be so tired?"
Lang Yan also smiled, "Not only will I not be so tired, but in a year or two, I will be able to move up."
"You know everything, but you still insist?" Mo Shangyun tilted his head and looked at him.
"No way, I just like to do something different."
Lang Yan shrugged and grinned at Mo Shangyun.
After that, keep driving.
Mo Shangyun didn't ask any more questions.
In the final analysis, she is a kind of person like Lang Yan, and there are always some unnecessary persistence in her mind.
The tutor always persuaded her that it is a good thing to have principles, but living in such a world, being too principled is dull and unwilling to make progress.
—The funny thing is that the mentor who persuaded her in this way is a person with established principles, and will never shake his thoughts and decisions due to any external factors, unless you can really persuade him.
She is good, her mentor is good, and so is Lang Yan. No one is stupid. No one will be foolish enough to put aside a great future. However, one must have some persistence in life. , is a very dangerous thing.
However, she didn't know—
It was only after seeing such a deputy company commander who personally turned a group of mud that could not support the wall into the number one warrior in the entire battalion, Lang Yan realized that some things cannot go with the flow.
When everyone felt that Erlian should be the tail of the crane, even they themselves felt that they should be so incompetent. No one thought that they could become different. Except for those new comrades, no one would inspire the company to become No. 1. Even Lin Qi was assimilated in just three months and gradually lost his fighting spirit.
Except for Mo Shangyun.
Only Mo Shangyun.
Such a person who can turn decay into magic, from the very beginning, they didn't think they were the tail of a crane, and within three months, Erlian was completely renewed from the inside out.
Having seen it with his own eyes, Lang Yan just tried to think that some things can be changed, and those things that he thinks "should not and cannot" can be persisted.
However, if he didn't make this insistence, the possibility of even the slightest change would cease to exist.
The return journey is not too far, only an hour.
Because it was almost noon, Lang Yan invited Mo Shangjun to eat lunch at a roadside restaurant before taking her back with him.
When we arrived at the reconnaissance camp, it was almost 1 pm.
At the hottest time of the day, Mo Shangjun opened the car window, and the wind pouring in was scorching hot.
Four months later, the reconnaissance battalion is still what it looks like in memory. The jeep drove into the base, and the soldiers standing guard at the gate saluted the military, and their bodies were as straight as green pine.
The weather was too hot, and when passing by Sanlian, there was no one in the training ground.
With her elbows on the car window, Mo Shangjun rested her chin with her fingers, and the hot wind was blowing in her face. She lazily looked at the scenery outside the window. From spring to summer, nothing changed here.
"I've been out for a few months, feel homesick?"
Slowing down the speed a lot, Lang Yan asked her teasingly.
After a pause, Mo Shangyun said, "It's okay."
Hearing the half-finished answer, Lang Yan glanced at her in surprise.
In my impression, Mo Shangyun should be the type of dead duck with a hard mouth. I thought it would be directly denied, but I didn't expect an ambiguous answer.
Seeing that his deputy company commander was thinking about the company, Lang Yan slowed down the car a little bit to let her enjoy the green environment of their base.
However, the base is not big, and soon, the jeep arrived near the training ground of Erlian.
"That is how the matter?"
Mo Shangjun made a sudden sound, attracting Lang Yan's attention.
Lang Yan turned his head and glanced at the training ground not far away. He saw a group of people gathered together, sitting cross-legged on the grass, with a person in the middle. It was a happy scene.
After being stunned, Lang Yan stepped on the brakes, and then looked intently.
The people surrounding them seemed to be the idiots of their second company, about a dozen of them, and the one sitting in the middle was a girl in her early twenties. She was different from the big idiots who were covered in mud. The whole body is clean, and the bar belonging to the military academy is extremely conspicuous on the collar.
Under the brim of the hat, a pair of big cat eyes, shining in the sunlight, pure and lovely face, when he speaks, his expression is high, and his eyebrows are always smiling, which makes it easy for people to feel good.
"She is a new platoon leader, called Lou Xilu," said this, Lang Yan gave Mo Shangyun a deep look, "You and Lin Qi are a little different, like to chat with the soldiers, After convincing Yilian, he quickly became one with Erlian and Sanlian."
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun responded leisurely.
Before Lou Xilu noticed the sight here, she took a step back and raised her eyebrows at Lang Yan, "Let's go."
"Um."
Lang Yan regained his senses and continued to drive after confirming that Mo Shangyun's mood was the same.
The distance from the training ground to the dormitory building was close, and in the blink of an eye, the jeep was parked downstairs in the dormitory.
They found the designated parking space and parked, and the two got out of the car directly.
Taking Mo Shangyun's backpack, Lang Yan walked to Mo Shangyun and asked, "Where to go first?"
Moving the crutches in his hand, Mo Shangyun raised his head, glanced at the familiar dormitory building, and then said, "Office."
Hearing the sound, Lang Yan was amused, "You are also thinking about the office on vacation?"
Glancing at him lazily, Mo Shangjun emphasized, "This is called dedication."
"Okay, dedicated Mo Fulian, do you need me to help you?" Lang Yan asked her with a smile.
"No," Mo Shangyun took a few steps forward and said in a leisurely voice, "Go back."
Lang Yan: "…"
Although he was told to retreat, in the face of Mo Shangyun, the injured person, Lang Yan was willing to run errands, carrying his backpack and honestly following behind Mo Shangyun.
At this time, the soldiers of the Second Company, except for chatting on the training ground, are basically taking a lunch break.
The two went from the first floor to the second floor, but they didn't meet a single person, and even when Mo Shangjun arrived at the office, no one came to disturb her.
The office is the same as when she left, but after four months, her desk is still clean and tidy, presumably Lang Yan helped to clean it.
It's just that when Mo Shangyun entered the office, the first thing he saw was not a word hanging on the wall—
"loyalty".
The four words "Long Fei Feng Wu" came from the hands of Cen Yan.
Mo Shangyun couldn't help but glance at Lang Yan.
It's really loyal, she walked for so long, and the word was not taken down.
"Come on, please take a seat."
Lang Yan made a gesture of invitation to Mo Shangyun, and then walked into the office one step ahead of her.
Putting down his backpack, he walked to Mo Shangyun's desk and helped her drag the chair out.
Mo Shangyun walked over with a blank expression.
This Captain Lang was as enthusiastic as a monkey, and people couldn't help but admire him.
"Want tea?"
Seeing Mo Shangyun sitting down, Lang Yan asked again.
"Water," Mo Shangyun put his cane aside, glanced at the water dispenser that was boiling hot water, and added, "cold."
"Drink less cold water in summer," Lang Yan took her water glass, walked to the water dispenser, and muttered, "Why don't I give you half cold and half hot, neutralize it, it's good for your health."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Watching him add nearly half of the hot water to the cup, Mo Shangyun frowned fiercely.
In such a hot summer, how can it be called summer without drinking some cold water!
Speechless, Lang Yan had come over with the cup, put it on the table, and looked at her expectantly.
Glancing at him coldly, Mo Shangyun reached for the cup and took a sip of water.
- Drink the rest when it cools down.
Seeming to see through her thoughts, Lang Yan sighed in disappointment.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
The door was knocked.
The two looked at each other and invariably shifted their minds away from the question of whether the water was hot or cold.
Lifting their eyes, the two looked towards the door.
The door was not closed, it was half open, and just like this, people standing outside could be seen clearly.
A little girl in her early twenties, with a pure and lovely face, her face was red after being exposed to the scorching sun, she was standing at the door at the moment, blinking her eyes, looking at the two people in the office curiously.
It was Lou Xilu.
"Captain Lang, Sister Mo, how are you?"
Lou Xilu looked at the two for a moment, then smiled sweetly at them and greeted them with a soft and sweet voice.
Mo Shangjun glanced at her lightly, and withdrew his gaze uninterested.
This girl... doesn't like her very much.
"What's up?"
Clearing his throat, Lang Yan asked her in a calm voice.
"Oh," Lou Xilu suddenly smiled, her brows and eyes crooked, "It's like this, I just saw Captain Lang driving back, and I thought if it was possible to pick up Sister Mo, so I came over to have a look. I didn't expect to come back. already."
Mo Shangjun leaned back comfortably on the back of the chair, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at this clever and clever elementary school girl again.
"Come in." Lang Yan greeted.
"Okay." The smile on Lou Xilu's face did not diminish, and after walking in, she rolled her eyes and looked at Mo Shangyun, who was leaning on the back of the chair, "Sister Mo, you were discharged early, why didn't you follow Lianli? Say something? The soldiers of your second company just told me that they want to plan a welcome party for you tomorrow."
"Huh?" Mo Shangyun tilted his head and answered the question, asking her in confusion, "Who are you?"
"… "
The smile on Lou Xilu's face froze.
Lang Yan glanced at Mo Shangyun helplessly.
He teased people as soon as he came back, he was convinced anyway.
"Uh," Lou Xilu smiled a little embarrassedly, but soon her expression returned to normal, she introduced herself to Mo Shangyun with a smile, "My name is Lou Xilu, a student of National University of Science and Technology. Two juniors. Now I am a platoon leader in a row, and I will leave in September as an intern."
"You know me?" Mo Shangyun asked with raised eyebrows.
"Of course, you are one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in our academy. I heard about your deeds when I first entered the school." Lou Xilu smiled sweetly.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun nodded lightly, still not showing any interest in her.
Here comes a Lin Qi, another Ji Ruonan, and now another Lou Xilu... Her alumni are really all over the world.
Seeing that the atmosphere had cooled down again, Lang Yan hurriedly said, "I'll go get you a glass of water."
"Thank you." Lou Xilu thanked her softly.
"Need not."
Lang Yan walked to the water dispenser, but was holding a small disposable paper cup.
"By the way," Lou Xilu suddenly thought of something, clapped her hands, and swept around the two of them, "Captain Lang, Sister Mo, and Instructor Lu asked me to discuss, let me hold a 'Modern Warfare' in Erlian. 'As for the speech on the theme, Sister Mo just came back, should we discuss it first?"
Lang Yan took the water for a while, and some drops of water spilled out of the paper cup.
Mo Shangjun tilted his head slightly and looked at Lou Xilu with a smile, "I won't mention it for now, but I have a question."
"Sister Mo, say it."
Lou Xilu blinked and stood upright, like an obedient elementary school student.
"My question is," Mo Shangjun said slowly, "as a platoon leader, or an intern, why didn't you report before entering the company commander's office?"
"… "
Lou Xilu's face changed suddenly, and the smile she forbeared completely stepped down.
Such an impolite accusation, as soon as I come back, I will first lay down the rules... What does this mean? !
Lang Yan took the water and stood beside the water dispenser as an invisible man, without walking over immediately.
According to his understanding of Mo Shangyun, Mo Shangyun is the person who doesn't care about these rules and etiquette the most. When he mentions this matter, he is afraid that he is deliberately helping him relieve the embarrassment because of the "speech".
Mo Shangyun is always the one who sings the white face.
"Sister Mo, I'm sorry, I'm too excited." Lou Xilu lowered her head in embarrassment, her voice gradually lowered, and her depressed tone was full of grievances, "I will pay attention to it in the future."
"No more," Mo Shangyun sat up straight, put his elbows on the table, and put his left finger on his chin, with a mild smile on his face, "Let's start this time, go out, call the report, and let's discuss it. speech."
"Oh."
Lou Xilu responded aggrievedly.
"Oh?"
Mo Shangyun raised his brows and looked at her with interest.
After being stunned for a while, Lou Xilu came back to her senses after realizing it, and immediately straightened her back, red eyes, gritted her teeth and shouted a word: "Yes!"
Mo Shangjun nodded to her.
Lou Xilu took a deep breath, looked at Mo Shangyun, who had done such an incredible job when they first met, bit her lip, turned and walked out of the office door.
Seeing her turn around, Lang Yan hurriedly winked at Mo Shangyun, indicating that she should not be too ruthless. The entire reconnaissance battalion has been tolerant towards this girl recently. If the relationship with her is too tense, Mo Shangyun will Maybe it has become the target of the entire reconnaissance battalion.
However, what responded to him was Mo Shangyun's indifference.
Lang Yan felt helpless.
Mo Fulian, Mo Fulian, you have ruined your popularity so much, he feels sorry for you.
"Report!"
Lou Xilu stood at the door, straightened her waist, lowered her hands, and shouted out two words sonorously and forcefully in the most standard posture.
These two words almost alarmed the people in the corridor.
Vaguely, Lang Yan heard noisy discussions and footsteps.
"Come in."
Glancing out the door, Mo Shangyun spoke out indifferently.
After getting the answer, Lou Xilu walked in, moved one step at a time, raised her chest and raised her head upright, and finally looked like a soldier.
And this time-
The soldiers of Erlian who came to the corridor out of curiosity, originally came to see Lou Xilu, but as soon as they glanced into the office, their eyes almost fell out, and their eyes went straight to Mo Shangjun.
"Damn, what did I see!"
"Deputy Mo is back!"
"Did we remember the date wrong, or did Vice-Lian Mo come back early?!"
"I'm not hallucinating, it's really Mo Fulian."
"Tsk tsk tsk, our Mo Fulian is really getting better and better as we grow. Looking at it this way, the vase in the vase..."
"Shut your mouth, afraid you won't be punished enough?"
…
Gradually, the corridor became noisy, like a vegetable market, and many people came to hear the sound, making it difficult for the people in the office to speak.
"What are you doing outside?"
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept away, and he fell on the crowded people at the door.
"Ink vice-"
Xiang Yongming, who was standing at the front, stepped in with one foot after seeing that he was discovered.
"foot."
Mo Shangjun made a sound in time to stop his movement.
Xiang Yongming felt a chill in his heart and silently retracted his feet.
At this time, the soldiers who heard Mo Shangyun's words gradually stopped talking.
"Let's go and gather downstairs in five minutes." Mo Shangyun said one word at a time, so that everyone standing at the door could hear it clearly.
Lou Xilu, who was standing in front of Mo Shangyun's desk but was ignored, frowned slightly in dissatisfaction, thinking that no one would listen to her if she put on such a big shelf as soon as she came back.
But-
Almost as soon as the idea came to her, she heard an angry shout from the corridor—
"Yes!"
019. The Instructor's Abacus