Nine pictures, sent one by one.
Soon.
Yuncheng, on an off-road vehicle.
In the back seat of the driver, the screen of the mobile phone suddenly lit up. The man took the mobile phone over, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and clicked on WeChat. The pictures came into view one by one.
Under the dim light, the man lightly hooked his thin lips, then clicked on the big picture and looked at it one by one.
After a while, the smile on his lips gradually faded, replaced by coldness and sullenness.
The first four photos are close-ups of three barbecues and they are a selfie. They are very good and eye-catching, but in the back, a group of people are taking pictures together, and there are also two people taking a group photo alone. She hooked her shoulders on her back, making people watch the rage rising.
The grip on the phone tightened slightly.
Then, click on the input box and type.
Scouting camp.
After sending the picture, Mo Shangyun didn't wait for Yan Tianxing's reply, and put away his phone.
Lang Yan came over with a plate of grilled skewers that he had baked to the soldiers, but along the way, he was disgusted by the soldiers.
"Captain Lang."
Mo Shangjun waved at Langyan and stopped him.
Thinking that someone had appreciated the charred skewers in his hand, Lang Yan immediately looked happy, and speeded up, Chao Mo Shangyun walked over.
"Come, eat." Lang Yan enthusiastically handed the plate to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun was very sympathetic, he chose a decent lamb skewer, took a bite under Lang Yan's expectant eyes, and swallowed it reluctantly.
Not to mention the comparison with the squad leader of the cooking class, even the comparison with Yan Tianxing is still a lot worse.
"How is it?" Lang Yan asked eagerly.
Taking another bite of the mutton kebab, Mo Shangjun said aloud, "I want to go out tomorrow."
Lang Yan, who was waiting for Mo Shangyun's response, was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses after a moment's pause. He asked in surprise, "Why did you go out again?"
"Go to the hospital to see a friend." Mo Shangjun glanced at him and said, "It's Lu Yang, the one you saw last time."
"He's not out of the hospital yet?"
It's been half a month, who is still tossing around in the hospital
"Something happened again last week." Mo Shangyun said, raised his hand, took away most of the skewers from Lang Yan's plate, then stretched out his hand to the people at this table, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is it? want?"
"I me me!"
"Give me one!"
"I also want!"
With the positive response of the soldiers, the pile of charred skewers in Mo Shangyun's hand was completely divided up in just a few seconds.
Lang Yan watched this scene dejectedly, and finally took a step forward unwillingly, and said to the humane who had just carved up the rise, "I still have..."
The crowd dispersed in silence, leaving Lang Yan a lonely back.
Lang Yan: "…"
wipe!
What a group of brothers!
See color forget righteousness!
Why did Mo Shangyun rob them of what he took, and they were not uncommon when he gave them away for free? !
Lang Yan deeply felt that he, the company commander, had lost his prestige at some point, and a glass heart that had just strengthened, shattered into powder.
Lang Yan was hit.
Mo Shangyun patted his shoulder sympathetically, then picked up the remaining skewers on his plate.
She almost got it in her hand, and the fighters who had bowed their heads to eat skewers and chatted together, rushed up again in tacit understanding and divided the skewers.
"… "
Seeing this different treatment, Lang Yan was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Quite, false." Lang Yan gritted his teeth and spat out two words.
"Thank you."
Mo Shangjun said to him with a smile, and by the way, he gave a bunch of beef skewers exclusively made by the monitor of the cooking class.
Lang Yan left angrily.
The whole table laughed.
Mo Shangyun, who was satisfied with the result, picked up another skewer, but the mobile phone in her pocket buzzed. She raised her hand and took out the phone. When she saw the note "Fool Yan", she was stunned. After a while, he left the table with the string and mobile phone, and walked to a slightly quieter place.
However, as soon as she stood up, the phone was already hung up.
After eating the beef kebab slowly, Mo Shangyun unlocked his phone. He wanted to call back directly, but seeing that there was a new WeChat message, he hesitated and clicked on WeChat.
"Yan Tianxing: Mo Shangyun, are you chasing me, or are you mad at me? 』
"Yan Tianxing: What is it like to hang shoulders with other men. 』
Mo Shangyun stared at these two lines for a while, and from a distance, he could feel Yan Tianxing's anger with nowhere to vent.
Touching her nose, she inexplicably opened the picture she had sent.
I looked at it carefully twice, but I didn't see anything out of the ordinary.
If you don't hang your shoulders when taking pictures, is it possible that you are separated by a meter or two? Then shoot what
Moreover, they didn't dare to do anything to themselves, usually the action of her elbow resting on someone else's shoulder, usually nothing wrong.
Mo Shangyun thought for a while, clicked on the address book, and called Yan Tianxing.
The phone rang and answered.
"What?" Yan Tianxing's sullen and low voice came.
"Jealous?" Mo Shangyun raised his lips and asked playfully.
"… "
Three seconds later, only a "click" sound was heard, and the phone was hung up.
It wasn't even once or twice that he was hung up, and Mo Shangjun was not annoyed. He smiled, clicked on WeChat, and sent Yan Tianxing an emoji for middle-aged and elderly people.
It was a young man holding a rose that took up one-third of the picture, and the words on the picture were—"A rose for you, it's a pleasure to chat with you! 』
There are dozens of similar pictures in her album, all of which were found when Mo Shangyun searched for avatar pictures last time.
However, Yan Tianxing, who clicked on the picture on the other side, was not angry.
Mo Shangyun, you are dead!
065. The cabbage was arched by the deputy company commander Mo!