Because Mo Shangyun had wiped out the female soldiers, Lang Yan racked his brains to clean up the mess for Mo Shangyun.
Finally, at the end of the second day, Lang Yan successfully obtained the forgiveness of Captain Tong.
When Mo Shangjun heard the news, he was sitting on the chair beside the desk in the dormitory looking at his mobile phone - the news came from Lin Qi's mouth.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun, who was paying attention to the phone, responded with an extremely perfunctory attitude.
Lin Qi took a deep breath and repeatedly comforted himself "the world is beautiful", and then very calmly took the clothes and went to take a bath.
Mo Shangyun crossed Erlang's legs, touched his chin with one hand, and stared at the phone thoughtfully.
The mobile phone has not been used for more than ten days. I thought there would be countless spam messages, but I didn't think so.
—The harassing calls and messages stopped around the 10th. After the 10th, I never received any harassing calls or messages. Greetings from friends have seen it a few times.
Did Zheng Su give up
Mo Shangyun thought so, and patiently cleared all the harassing messages and mobile phones.
The speed is also fast, and within a few minutes, it is successfully cleared.
Mo Shangyun sent a message back to several friends.
After a while, realizing that there was no news of Yan Tianxing for a long time, Mo Shangyun couldn't help calculating the time in his heart.
Since the last time Yan Tianxing went back, Mo Shangjun only saw a message of safety from Yan Tianxing after the exercise, and the two have been in a state of "broken contact" since then.
Turning the phone twice in his hand, Mo Shangyun thought about what would keep Yan Tianxing busy for so long.
Finally, after playing with the mobile phone in his hand, Mo Shangjun clicked on the address book, found Yan Tianxing's phone number, and called.
The phone is still turned off.
Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun thought for a while, and called Peng Yuqiu, Mu Cheng, and Xiao Chuyun one after another, but the first two were all turned off. Although the last one was not turned off, the call could not be reached.
After a while, Mo Shangyun called Yan Gui.
The phone vibrated twice, then was successfully connected.
"Hey, Momo."
Yan Gui's voice was very low, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his tone.
"Is there your brother's phone number?" Mo Shangjun asked bluntly without wasting any time.
"My brother?" Yan Gui was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise, "Momo, what are you doing with my brother?"
"Inquire about something."
"Then ask me." Yan Gui said hurriedly, "I can tell you anything you want to know."
"..." The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Mo Shangyun said speechlessly, "If you don't, forget it."
"Hey, hey, wait." Yan Gui stopped her, after a while, hesitantly said, "I have his phone number, but he usually doesn't need a mobile phone, so he will call home on Saturday night on time. If If you want to contact him as soon as possible, you can call their team number. This... you can ask me."
Looking up, Mo Shangjun looked up at the ceiling and said helplessly, "Okay, what's the phone number in their team?"
Yan Gui smiled and said immediately, "Wait, I'll find it for you."
Mo Shangyun shook his head, turned out the paper and pen, and wrote down Yan Guibao's phone number.
Yangui seems to be a little busy over there. Although he really wanted to cherish the opportunity of Mo Shangyun to call him, he hung up the phone helplessly after the matter was finished. Mo Shangyun comforted him for three seconds in his heart, and then The paper that recorded the phone number was picked up.
After reading it over and over several times, Mo Shangyun looked at the time, and finally put the paper and mobile phone in the drawer.
It's so late, it's time to turn off the lights soon, and it's not good to make a phone call so late.
However, I'm used to being able to contact Yan Tianxing most of the time, and now no one answers the calls many times, which feels weird.
Without thinking much, Mo Shangyun stretched out and took a book to read.
When the lights-out bell rang, Mo Shangyun flipped through the book in his hand and realized that he hadn't even read two pages.
I don't know what to think.
The next day, at half past four in the morning.
Mo Shangjun stood energetically downstairs in the dormitory office, and took out a familiar black whistle under the gaze of the two soldiers standing guard.
After playing with it for a while, Mo Shangjun put the whistle in his mouth and blew it hard.
"Beep-beep-beep-"
"Beep-beep-beep-"
"Beep-beep-beep-"
After blowing, Mo Shangyun put the whistle back.
Urgent assembly!
The soldiers on the third and fourth floors hurriedly got up, dressed, and ran downstairs.
Mo Shangyun pressed the timer in his hand.
After two minutes, most of them ran off.
Mo Shangjun pressed the timer in his hand again, then picked up the whistle and blew it again.
"Beep-"
"stop."
Mo Shangyun shouted a word, neither light nor heavy, but in the well-trained team with no one to speak, they could still hear it clearly.
Arrive, quickly organize the team.
Those who didn't arrive, all stood in a row behind Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun swept around, noticed Lin Qi standing in the first row, raised his brows slightly, and shouted, "Platoon leader Lin?"
"arrive!"
Lin Qi shouted.
At the same time, I couldn't help but scolded the mother in my heart.
Hearing the whistle of the emergency assembly, she ran down subconsciously, completely unaware that she did not need to participate in the training of the second company for the time being.
Of course, the squad leaders and platoon leaders of the other recruits in the queue are the same.
"Take away the people who will be used by the recruit company." Mo Shangyun said in a somewhat urging tone.
"Yes!"
Lin Qi responded.
Wishing to stay away from Mo Shangyun, Lin Qi immediately left with the people who should not have participated in this emergency assembly operation.
To Mo Shangyun's surprise, the people Lin Qi took away were all assembled in two minutes.
A crowd of people left, and soon, the people standing in front of Mo Shangyun and the people behind her were equal in number.
Within three minutes, everyone was there.
Mo Shangjun used two minutes as the dividing line to make them stand in two phalanx teams.
"You, Captain Lang, haven't had time to take you to training recently. It just so happened that I did something bad recently. I felt bad about my conscience and couldn't sleep, so I decided to have an emergency gathering—"
Lin Qi, who had just walked up the stairs on the third floor, heard Mo Shangyun's righteous "blindness" below, and almost fell without slipping.
Feeling bad about your conscience? !
fuck you!
I've never seen her have a conscience!
at the same time-
The instructor, who was awakened by the whistle, stood with Lang Yan in the corridor on the third floor, looking blankly at Mo Shangyun, who was talking downstairs without even breathing.
After a while, the instructor asked inexplicably, "What she said 'I did something bad recently', is that what I thought?"
Lang Yan nodded expressionlessly, "It should be."
"Is your conscience wrong?" The instructor felt astonished.
"That's what she said." Lang Yan emphasized seriously.
"Am I getting old and sleepwalking?" The instructor patted his forehead.
"I've been too tired recently, maybe I'm sleepwalking." Lang Yan said solemnly.
"Oh, I'm getting old," the instructor put his hands behind his back, and the instructor shook his head as he walked to his dormitory, muttering to himself, "Once you get old, you need to rest more."
Lang Yan also found a reason for himself that "when a person is tired, he needs to rest more", and returned to his room, ready to take a nap.
As for Mo Shangyun…
He thought this magical existence was a dream.
downstairs.
After Mo Shangjun conducted some hypocritical "reflection", she very thoughtfully let the soldiers who "arrived within two minutes" leave.
In fact, the soldiers planned to show a little "reluctance" to express their willingness to exercise with Mo Shangyun in the morning. However, when they think of Mo Shangyun's perverted ability, they may be tortured to death. These qualified fighters They resolutely chose a warm bed - back to the dormitory.
Soon, there were only thirty or so "unqualified warriors" left downstairs.
Although everyone had experienced Mo Shangyun's methods, at this moment, they were all a little cowardly.
All of them closed their mouths tightly, not daring to speak.
"Get the team organized."
Mo Shangyun blew his whistle and said lazily.
As a result, the audience could only hear the sound of footsteps, da da da da, and after a while, the team as a whole had to be neat and tidy.
"For the sake of not training with you for a long time, we won't punish you." Mo Shangyun took a few steps forward and spoke slowly.
Everyone looked at her attentively, not being seduced by her demagogic words at all, and even more reminded of fear because of the word "no punishment".
Ha ha.
Will leaving them unpunished
joke!
They, who have been devastated by her hands, no longer believe any of her "nonsense"!
"All in all, just one request for you—" After a while, Mo Shangyun continued, "Keep up with my speed."
"… "
Everyone showed a "surely so" expression.
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