At nine o'clock, Mo Shangyun, who had read the results of all the soldiers in the Second Company, returned to the dormitory.
She had already cleaned up the dormitory in the afternoon, so there was no need to spend any more time. She lost her crutches, stepped on her slippers and went to the bathroom. After taking a bath and washing up, she put the changed clothes in the bucket. She planned to be lazy and wash it in the washing machine tomorrow. .
Stepping on the wet slippers, I returned to the dormitory and looked at my watch again, it was only half past nine.
After tossing for a day, Mo Shangjun wiped his hair at will, then threw the towel on the desk, and then walked to his bed.
As soon as he sat down, the dormitory door was pushed open, and Lin Qi, who was covered in sweat and soaked in clothes, walked in.
Mo Shangyun glanced at her.
The person who came back from the outside was more like she had just taken a shower than she had just taken a shower. Her short hair was soaked with sweat, and even her training cap was soaked. In the same way, it seems that the training volume after returning to the company is no less than that in the training camp.
There was a towel on his shoulders. When Lin Qi walked in, he wiped his sweat with the towel. After seeing Mo Shangyun, he put the towel down subconsciously.
"Captain Mo."
Lin Qi called Mo Shangyun in a stiff tone.
Without any extra eyes, after saying hello, he walked to his wardrobe, found a new set of training clothes, and then walked to the balcony.
He was ignored by Mo Shangyun again and again and was attacked. Even if Lin Qi had a good impression of Mo Shangyun, it disappeared now.
Mo Shangjun understood her very well, he quickly withdrew his gaze, lifted the quilt that was folded into tofu cubes, and then lay on the bed with his eyes closed to sleep.
but-
"Do you know the origin of Lou Xilu?"
Lin Qi's voice suddenly appeared at the junction of the dormitory and the balcony.
With one hand behind his head, Mo Shangyun heard the sound and lifted the corner of his eyes slightly, "I don't know."
Lin Qi pondered for a while, and then reminded her in a meaningful way, "Then you'd better find out."
After speaking, without waiting for Mo Shangyun's response, he turned around and walked to take a bath.
Mo Shangyun lowered his eyelids thoughtfully.
After all, Lin Qi is also Lou Xilu's senior sister. She doesn't care about school affairs, but Lin Qi must know more than she does.
But Lin Qi obviously didn't mean to tell her personally.
After thinking about it, Mo Shangyun closed his eyes and prepared to leave everything for tomorrow.
the next day.
Just after nine o'clock, the temperature gradually rose, the sun was dazzling, and the cicadas were chirping.
On the training ground, the soldiers sweated like rain, shouted loudly, and swelled into the sky.
At the same time, in the company commander's office of the Second Company.
Mo Shangjun held the iced sour plum soup brought from the cooking class, and sat leisurely on the office chair with a lazy expression. The coldness spread outside the thermos cup, which gathered into thin water droplets. Her fingers came from the shell. Swipe across, the water droplets immediately gathered and fell into strands.
She took a mouthful of sour plum soup, and a few drops of water dripped from under the cup and landed on her training uniform.
However, she didn't care, but raised her hand and rubbed her left ear.
"Deputy Mo, you have to say something too!" The instructor asked Mo Shangjun for help angrily.
"what?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, as if he had come to his senses.
Seeing Mo Shangyun's condescending appearance, the instructor could only add fuel to the fire, and his anger was very strong at this time.
Lang Yan sat opposite, glanced at Mo Shangyun helplessly, and threw the signature pen on the table.
"Instructor, it's useless to call Deputy Mo, my position will not change." Lang Yan said firmly, with a more serious expression.
"I said you..." The instructor clapped the table and said excitedly, "What's wrong with an ideological mobilization?! People have done it in the first and third companies. Look at the hot weather, the training is still so serious, so hard, and one complains. nothing!"
"That's their business. I don't agree to do this kind of meaningless ideological work in my company." Lang Yan's face was solemn and his stance was extremely firm.
"Why don't you listen to the advice?!" The instructor flushed anxiously, "What's wrong with preparing the soldiers for combat? Everything is for actual combat, why is it meaningless? Captain Lang, you, you, you are the general manager. I don't think there are some of these. People are all engaged in ideological mobilization, and there is no negative effect. Has it mobilized the enthusiasm of the soldiers for training? It is also a good thing to have the spirit of fighting all the time! Otherwise, what is the use of only letting them train? ?"
Hearing the instructor's voice getting louder and louder, Mo Shangyun couldn't help rubbing his ears again.
Gee.
From 8:00 to 9:30, it was an hour and a half. When she came back from the cooking class, she saw the instructor and Lang Yan discuss "whether to mobilize the soldiers to fight all the time based on the recent border invasion". The dispute is still unresolved.
The day went by, but it wasn't boring at all.
"I can't fight." Lang Yan said, "Also, it's not their turn to let them fight."
"It doesn't matter what turns you can't get your hands on, and what you can't fight, it doesn't matter!" the instructor emphasized, "What matters is attitude! The ideological attitude of the soldiers! You don't want your soldiers to flinch on the battlefield, do you? "
Lang Yan frowned, stood up from the chair suddenly, raised the instructor half head abruptly, stared into the instructor's eyes, and emphasized with unshakable strength: "My soldiers are not afraid of war, but you can't let them fill their heads. It's all war!"
"You you you..." The instructor was angry.
As soon as he took a breath, he heard a movement from behind. The instructor turned around and saw Mo Shangyun standing up. He couldn't help but ask, "Instructor Mo, where are you going?"
Mo Shangyun put the empty thermos on the table, and replied casually, "I heard that the cooking class wants to study several new dishes, I'll go take a look."
"Don't be in a hurry to leave," the instructor hurriedly stopped him. "Tell him about it. There's a difference between not being afraid of war and being full of war!"
Flexibly bypassing the instructor's obstruction, Mo Shangyun blinked and leaned on crutches to the door near the door, paused, looked back at the two, and touched her nose, "It's hard to say."
The instructor was furious.
After staring at the instructor a few times, Mo Shangjun shook his head slightly, expressing his opinion seriously, "It's hard to say."
After speaking, he stepped out of the office door.
"Hey-"
The instructor wanted to call out to stop her, but before he could finish shouting, Mo Shangyun disappeared mercilessly from the door.
This time, the instructor was so angry that he couldn't even breathe.
A company commander and a deputy company commander, why are they all like this? !
Especially this Mo Fulian... After going out for four or five months, since he came back, he obviously feels that his attitude has become more and more careless! I don't know if it was caused by the battalion commander's punishment!
This shit... yo!
The instructor felt heartache and was about to suffocate.
After such a cold scene with Mo Shangyun, Lang Yan took a deep breath and calmed down. He looked at the instructor with a heavy gaze, "Instructor, put aside the thought mobilization beforehand, it's the Army Day soon, deal with the current situation first. thing."
After being reminded by Lang Yan, the instructor thought for a while, and then said: "Then we'll talk about it when the Army Day is over."
Anyway, tomorrow is Army Day.
After the instructor finished speaking, he could not wait to go out the door.
Looking at his hurried appearance, Lang Yan guessed that he was looking for Mo Shangyun. Although he could not guarantee that Mo Shangyun would stand on his side, he was also certain that Mo Shangyun was neutral, so Lang Yan did not pull him. Live instructor.
Mo Shangyun walked faster than expected. A man who was injured and could not wear shoes until now, leaning on a cane, let the instructor chase after him like a legend before he caught up with Mo Shangyun's speed. .
"Mr. Vice-Lian!"
Seeing Mo Shangyun's back, the instructor raised his voice and shouted.
Mo Shangjun didn't hide from him this time, and stopped when he heard his shout.
And the instructor didn't realize that Mo Shangyun didn't go to the cafeteria at all until he got close. If he slowed down a little and listened to Mo Shangyun's words and went to the cooking class to find her, those who would not see her 100% would not be able to see her. .
The instructor was so angry when he thought about it, how could he be so slick as a deputy company commander!
However, when asking for something, the instructor couldn't be angry. He took a breath and showed Mo Shangyun a smile that was uglier than crying.
Mo Shangyun shuddered when she saw it. She interrupted his forced smile in time and asked directly, "Instructor, what's the matter?"
"Yes." The instructor withdrew his ugly smile and said to Mo Shangyun, "You already know about ideological mobilization, but Lang Yan refused to agree, so I think..."
"I won't stand aside." Mo Shangyun said.
"It's not a question of letting you stand on the side or not," the instructor said with a bitter face, "What's so special about our second company? The first and third companies have been held, so there's nothing wrong with that? Mo Fulian, I think you compare Knowing the righteousness, not as stubborn as that boy Lang Yan-"
"Instructor," Mo Shangyun glanced at him and smiled, "I don't dare to wear this tall hat."
"Cough," After clearing his throat, the instructor no longer intends to say anything against his will, and speaks bluntly, "Lang Yan watched the two speeches given by the platoon leader and said that it was too flimsy, and he was not satisfied. I'm deadlocked with me, so I want to try someone else."
"… "
Mo Shangjun secretly slandered in his heart: Lang Yan was clearly opposed and stalemate from the beginning, but in the instructor's mouth, it became Lang Yan's stalemate after Lou Xilu's speech.
"Deputy Mo, look at you, how can you say..." The instructor's tall hat was put on Mo Shangjun's head again.
Mo Shangjun looked at him with a smile, "You are the instructor, you can say it better than me."
"I'm not listening to what I'm talking about!" The instructor threw up his hands helplessly.
"As for this, Captain Lang has to agree."
"Don't worry, Lang Yan believes in you the most. As long as you agree to this speech, Lang Yan will definitely let go." The instructor said sincerely, and almost patted his chest to promise.
Mo Shangjun stared at him for a while, thinking that this instructor was too hardworking.
Shrugging his shoulders, Mo Shangyun didn't say anything serious, but said, "If Captain Lang agrees, consider me again."
This is a reversal of the order, but it will undoubtedly increase the difficulty of the instructor's persuasion.
However, just this kind of concession made the instructor satisfied. He smiled, "Okay. Where are you going, do you want me to find someone to take care of you?"
"..." Mo Shangjun glanced at his left foot silently, scolding the man thousands of times in his heart, but with a sincere expression on his face, "No, go get busy."
Seeing this, the instructor nodded, but did not turn around first, but watched Mo Shangyun leave.
After he watched Mo Shangjun walk away with ecstasy, he suddenly realized—
"Mo Shangyun went in the direction of a continuous line! 』
What is she running for
The instructor wondered why.
As soon as he arrived at the base of Yilian, Mo Shangyun saw some very familiar faces.
She may not be able to name them one by one, but those who are familiar with them basically know her.
Walking all the way, I heard a lot of greetings, one by one salute like a wooden stake, and exerted the demeanor of the elite company to 100%.
Encountered a group of soldiers who went to the training camp together. After this man saluted Mo Shangyun in a proper manner, he left his platoon and trotted towards Mo Shangyun with a smile on his face.
"Mo Fulian, are you back? We miss you to death."
Seeing this posture, Mo Shangyun thought of Yan Gui, and subconsciously wanted to pick up the crutches to keep a distance, but when he thought that not everyone was like Yan Gui, he didn't move.
Sure enough, the other party stopped peacefully at a distance of two meters.
"Where's your company commander?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Staying in the office, they said they want to review our company's program list." The man said with a smile, and then asked Mo Shangyun, "By the way, Mo Vice-Lian, will you be performing at the Army Day Gala? ?"
Mo Shangjun put his hand on the crutch and looked at him with a half-smile, "What do you think?"
The man shuddered, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, "It's okay to sing a song or something. Yan Gui said that you can sing, dance, play the piano, etc. You can do everything. Our new platoon leader in Lou Xilu Building is said to want Playing the piano at the party, you platoon leader Lin also wants to sing, we only have three women in our battalion, Deputy Company Mo, please satisfy us and come on stage."
"… "
Mo Shangyun silently looked at the person in front of him who had been assimilated by Yan Gui, and he heard a long list of long-winded words.
"I heard that you even held a speech?" Mo Shangjun asked, changing the subject by the way.
"Yeah, it was held by our new platoon leader." The man nodded, and was taken away by Mo Shangyun, "Is it your second company that didn't give a speech? Vice-Lian Mo, you plan to go into battle in person. ?"
"How did the soldiers respond?" Mo Shangjun continued to ignore his question.
"Very good," the man laughed, showing his white teeth, "we were so excited that we couldn't sleep that night."
"Excited?"
"Yeah! Dedicating your life to the country or something, your mind is full of this, and you're sensible."
Seeing his excited appearance, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.
Noticing Mo Shangjun's poor expression, the man asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, let's continue training," Mo Shangjun said lightly. Seeing that the man was about to turn around, he suddenly stopped him and reminded him word by word, "By the way, the soldiers I brought out must be taken care of. The country doesn't need you to die for your own little life."
"… Oh."
The man blinked his eyes, couldn't think of a reason for a long time, and nodded in confusion.
Mo Shangyun lowered his eyebrows and turned to walk towards Chen Ke's office.
The man stared at her back for a while, then trotted back to his line.
In the next five minutes, Mo Shangyun doubled the journey.
After a full moment, Mo Shangjun came to the door of Chen Ke's office.
Along the way, she specially watched the atmosphere of the next series. It was very good. Everyone was training attentively and full of passion.
However, surprisingly she felt heavy.
This is just a job. It is a good thing to have ideals and beliefs. Like many other high-risk jobs, this job may lose their lives, and they will get honor after sacrifice, but this does not mean that they need to sacrifice for this honor.
This job will bring them a lot, but it should never be death or even disability.
Even if he didn't watch Lou Xilu's speech, Mo Shangjun could understand how "successful" Lou Xilu's speech was and how justified Lang Yan's concern was.
One thing the instructor got right.
Lang Yan should have watched the speech before he made up his mind to stand in a stalemate with the instructor. He tried his best to keep his soldiers and fight for themselves.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
Mo Shangyun knocked on the door of the office.
"Who is it? Get in."
Inside the door, Chen Ke's voice came.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Mo Shangyun pushed open the office door.
Chen Ke raised his eyes and saw a cane sticking out of the door. He knocked directly on the ground, thinking about a little bunny without eyes, but he looked up and saw Mo Shangyun, a "little bastard". After that, his expression changed slightly, and he took back the curse words one by one.
Seeing Mo Shangyun limping into the door, Chen Kepi looked at her with a smile, "Mr. Deputy Lian, why do you come to visit me when you have time?"
Glancing at the office, after confirming that Chen Ke was alone, Mo Shangyun walked directly to Chen Ke's office, and said in a lazy voice, "Just come back, come over and say hello."
Seeing her inconvenience, Chen Ke suddenly felt a lot better, so he asked again, "Are you really here to say hello?"
"By the way, ask your new platoon leader, Liu... um," Mo Shangyun tilted his head and thought, and finally waved his hands casually, "It's the new platoon leader's business."
Chen Ke's face darkened and he corrected: "Her surname is Lou, Lou Xilu."
"it's the same."
Mo Shangyun responded with a smile, dragged out the chair opposite Chen Ke's desk, and took a seat.
With this lack of guilty conscience, Chen Ke could also see that she didn't remember someone's name at all, but came to find fault on purpose.
"Mo Fulian," Chen Ke put his elbows on the desk, staring at the young and calm face in front of him, "Are you here to complain first, or do you want to apologize for what happened yesterday? ?"
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