"You are so capable, can you help us rule Jizhou?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
Yes, here comes the point.
Facing Mu Cheng's expectant and earnest eyes, Mo Shangyun calmly patted his shoulder.
"Brother Mu," Mo Shangjun looked up at him solemnly, and then asked her with a puzzled look, "Do you have any misunderstanding about me and think I will help you?"
Mu Cheng was startled, only to feel that his heart was about to shatter.
He looked at her tenderly, "I believe that this world is beautiful, and you, my sister Mo, are the beacon that leads the world to a better place... ah!"
Mo Shangyun, who almost vomited, punched his lower abdomen without changing his face.
Mu Cheng, who was caught off guard, screamed suddenly, and then bounced off with a swipe.
Too lazy to pay attention to him, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and walked straight to the cooking class.
Mu Cheng cried and clutched his lower abdomen, thinking of the task assigned by Master Yan, and limping to keep up with her, but, perhaps because he was used to the devastated days, Mu Cheng still hadn't forgotten his purpose, and from time to time along the way Just two sentences.
Mo Shangyun was so annoyed by him that after speeding up his pace, Shengsheng reduced his speed by one-third.
The two came to the outside of the cooking class operation room.
A cook was standing guard at the door. Seeing that they both had three stars, he saluted them neatly and said hello at the same time.
Mucheng directly explained the purpose of his visit—Yan Tianxing asked the cooking class to keep a meal to keep it warm, and the cooks on guard would naturally know.
Sure enough, as soon as Mu Cheng finished speaking, the cook understood it, responded, and led the two of them into the operating room.
The young cook took the food prepared for Mo Shangyun out of the steamer and placed it on the stone table in the courtyard outside. The sides of the bowl were warm.
Mu Cheng sighed with Yan Ye's partiality, but at the same time, he did not forget to continue to persuade Mo Shangyun.
Listening to Mu Cheng Nian's babble, the cook was a little confused, while Mo Shangyun rubbed his ears, glanced away, and focused his attention on the cook.
"Ask you something." She waved to the cook.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she interrupted Mu Cheng's talk.
The cook took a few steps closer.
"I heard that a female soldier named Ye Qianxiao once stayed with you, did you know?" Mo Shangjun asked.
"I know, I know." The cook nodded hurriedly when he heard the name. "She is the honor of our cooking class. Although I haven't seen her before, I heard them say as soon as I got out of the army."
"when did you come?"
"last year."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, expressing his understanding.
No wonder.
But it is also true that the soldiers in the iron barracks are flowing water, not to mention that there are more conscripts for two years. Even non-conscripts are often transferred. It should have been three or four years since Ye Qianxiao was transferred away. It is estimated that there are not many soldiers left with Ye Qianxiao.
"The veterans she was in are basically gone, but there is still a squad leader Yan. If you want to know, I can go to him." At this point, suddenly heard footsteps, the cook raised his head, His expression suddenly brightened, and he greeted the visitor, "Squad Leader Yan, this officer wants to know about Ye Qianxiao."
Mo Shangjun and Mu Cheng looked in the direction he pointed.
A young man wearing a training uniform, stepping on rain boots, and carrying a hoe, strode towards this side.
Looking at his age, he is one or two years older than Mo Shangyun.
Squad Leader Yan heard the sound, looked over here, noticed the military ranks of the two, put the hoe to the corner of the wall, and came over to say hello.
The topic was bypassed, Mu Cheng was very sad, and he had no mood to talk to him, so he had to perfunctory.
"You ask Ye Qianxiao."
Mentioning this name, Squad Leader Yan's face was full of smiles.
"... um." Mo Shangyun nodded.
She was more willing to listen to Ye Qianxiao's gossip than to listen to Mu Cheng talking.
Moreover, a sniper who came out of the cooking class, and later became the captain of the special forces women's team at a young age... It's much more interesting than Mucheng.
Squad leader Yan is a very cheerful person, without the slightest attitude of a squad leader, he sat down on the stone bench opposite Mo Shangjun's greeting, and happily told Mo Shangjun about Ye Qianxiao.
Ye Qianxiao didn't stay in the cooking class for a long time. Under the description of Squad Leader Yan, it was a bit exaggerated, but it was still okay to listen to.
Mo Shangjun listened silently. When he was about to finish his meal, he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly asked, "Are there any female soldiers in your cooking class?"
She had eaten in the cafeteria several times, but in her memory, she did not seem to have seen a female cook.
"No," Squad Leader Yan waved his hand and said, "Last year, as soon as the cafeteria next door was repaired, it was separated and a new cooking class was established. Besides, it's not very good to have a class for men and women."
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun nodded, expressing understanding.
"Speaking of which, after Ye Qianxiao and the others walked out of the cooking class, in the second year, another female cook went out from here. No, it's still in the women's team next door."
"Oh?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows with interest.
Seeing that she was interested, Squad Leader Yan completely ignored the angry and depressed Mu Cheng, and continued: "Her name is Chen Shuhao, a very hardworking female soldier, she was very unhappy when she was assigned to the cooking class, and later heard There was an example of someone who went directly from the cooking class to be an amphibious scout, and then devoted all her rest time to training, but she was actually selected. Later, she seemed to want to follow Ye Qianxiao's footsteps to the special forces, and she was continuously She was eliminated twice after being selected. Yesterday was the third time, and it is estimated that she did not pass. When I just went to hoe the field, I even saw her crying in the cornfield."
Thinking that he had eliminated a lot of people last night, Mo Shangjun touched his nose and continued to bow his head to eat with a little guilty conscience.
After that, Squad Leader Yan talked nonsense about something, and he still had some things to say, but when a cook came to look for him for something, he had to leave reluctantly.
Mo Shangyun couldn't help but smile when he thought that the food tasted good by such an active person.
"Momo..."
As soon as Squad Leader Yan left, Mu Cheng came over.
The smile on Mo Shangyun's lips gradually faded, and then he gave him a cool look.
Aware of the killing intent, Mu Cheng immediately closed his mouth and raised his hand in a zipper position.
Ears are clean.
"Clean up first." Mo Shangyun glanced at the tableware and chopsticks on the table.
The loss is clever, Mu Cheng rolled his eyes and immediately said with a smile, "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly cleaned up the tableware and chopsticks on the table, turned around and entered the operating room.
He kept washing the tableware and putting them away before rushing out.
However, when he came out, Mo Shangyun was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's the people?" Mu Cheng asked the cook standing guard with wide eyes.
The cook straightened his back and answered in a straight-forward manner: "Mr. Mo said, if you want to find her, go to the training ground."
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I am coming!
do you miss me? !
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