Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 128. Our office is missing a calligraphy and painting, right?
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When Yan Tianxing appeared, Mo Shangyun put down his phone in silence, and concentrated on eating.
Looking at the opposite side, Liang Zhiqiong and Yuanqu gobbled them up, not knowing how eagerly they were to eat, as if they were reincarnated with evil spirits.
Mo Shangyun couldn't help but feel funny.
There are enough dishes on the table, rice can be added at any time, Mo Shangyun didn't grab them, and ate slowly.
When she finishes eating, the two are still fighting.
Lang Yan called in time, and after Mo Shangyun connected, he greeted the two of them and planned to check out.
"Mo Shangyun!"
As soon as she got up, Liang Zhiqiong hurriedly called her.
"Huh?"
Mo Shangyun droops his eyelids.
Liang Zhiqiong sneaked in and winked at Mo Shangyun, "Help me look at the Qiuqiu."
"...it depends."
To deal with it perfunctorily, Mo Shangyun took the backpack and bag and left.
After the checkout, as soon as I left the restaurant, I saw a jeep parked on the side of the road, and Lang Yan who was waiting outside the car door and waved when he saw her.
Wearing the army uniform, it really came to do business. From beginning to end, I was meticulous and meticulous. Just like this, I can directly take photos of the soldiers.
In less than a month, Lang Yan, who lived deep in the office, was successfully tanned, with healthy wheat-colored skin, mature facial contours, and gradually sharpened eyebrows.
Of course, the kindness and heartiness have not diminished.
"Lean."
As soon as Mo Shangyun approached, Lang Yan looked at her a few times and shook his head.
"The world is difficult." Mo Shangyun sighed cooperatively.
"..."
Lang Yan laughed.
"Please."
Pulling the car door, Lang Yan made a gesture of asking.
"Thanks."
Mo Shangyun sat in with kindness.
Soon, Lang Yan walked around the front of the car and sat down in the driving position.
I just wanted to confess that Mo Shangyun had fastened his seat belt, but as soon as he turned his head, he found that Mo Shangyun had buckled the seat belt firmly, and he was sitting very upright.
She put the backpack and the bag at her feet.
"Loot?"
Looking at the bags, Lang Yan asked with a joking smile.
When you travel, you even bring a bag, which doesn't seem to be in line with Mo Shangyun's usual style.
Mo Shangyun glanced at him, then called him leisurely, "Company commander."
"What's wrong?"
Lang Yan started the car, feeling that there was air-conditioning all over his body, everywhere and pervasive, so he closed the window.
"Don't you think," Mo Shangyun paused slightly, and asked quite profoundly, "Is there a calligraphy and painting missing in our office?"
Langyan was stunned, and Lang Yan was successfully distorted by Mo Shangyun, and he nodded ashamedly, "Erlian's pennants are a little bit less."
"I just brought back a calligraphy and painting."
Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun felt a bit painful in his conscience.
Lang Yan said without hesitation: "Okay, just hang up when you go back."
"OK."
Mo Shangyun responded leisurely, his eyes drifting out of the window unconsciously.
Um... the view of the city, not bad.
Along the way, there were only a few words about "calligraphy and painting", and Lang Yan didn't care at all, but instead asked Mo Shangyun about the March assessment.
For example, the performance of Li Liang, Lin Qi, and Xiang Yongming.
For example, compared with Yilian, what is the gap.
For example, whether all the elites of the military region have been called up in the March assessment.
Mo Shangyun told Lang Yan what he could say truthfully.
Of course, she said nothing about her own performance.
Anyway...it doesn't mean anything.
The journey is a bit far away. In the nearly three-hour drive, Lang Yan also told Mo Shangyun about the situation in Lianli in detail.
This time Mo Shangyun has only been away for less than a month, and there is relatively little incident in the company. It's just that there are frequent frictions with the two companies. The training has been carried out according to Mo Shangyun's plan, and the first time I took it. The second company, who was "first in the assessment", has also maintained his passion until now.
Mo Shangyun listened carefully.
Somehow, I have been away for less than a month, but it seems that I have been away for a long time, and I don't have a familiar feeling with most things.
*
21st group army, reconnaissance battalion, second company office.
11 o'clock in the evening.
The office lights are on, the lights are bright, and the vision is quite clear.
Lang Yan looked at the calligraphy and painting in his hand with a tangled expression.
He suddenly realized that the guilt he felt when he responded to Mo Shangyun was purely because he thought too much.
This...
Tomorrow, I will be found by the instructor to talk.
"Dear Comrade Mo Shangyun, take the liberty to ask, who wrote this...?"
For a while, Lang Yanqiang endured the depression in his heart, and asked Mo Shangyun.
"It doesn't matter who wrote it," Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and persuaded with a smile, "The important thing is the thought expressed in these words."
Lang Yan: "..."
Speaking of this, Lang Yan is really irrefutable.
As a soldier, it is impossible to deny ‘loyalty to serve the country’, right?
However, to hang such deliberate, scribbled, and atmospheric words on the wall above his head to make many people laugh, Lang Yan is unhappy in his heart.
"Well, it's too late today, how about I find someone to hang up tomorrow?"
Lang Yanpi smiled and suggested.
The longer the time between the calligraphy and painting hanging on top of his head, the better. Lang Yan doesn't mind at all.
"OK."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
No more teasing him, he clapped his hands, put the two bags away, and then returned to the dormitory with his backpack.
When it was time to turn off the lights, she did not turn on the lights, but with the help of outside light, she could clearly see the situation in the dormitory.
None with Lin Qi, but for so long, there was no dust at all, and it was clean as if people were still living here yesterday.
The bedding and objects did not move at all, but the signs of frequent cleaning were visible.
Mo Shangyun swept around and couldn't help but curl his lips and chuckle.
For the sake of these guys' hard work, she won't participate in their training these days.
*
The next day.
Early in the morning, Mo Shangyun was called by the battalion commander to have a heart-to-heart talk as soon as he finished breakfast.
The focus is on two things.
1. A month ago, I did a deep ideological education to determine whether Mo Shangyun had negative emotions.
2. Regarding the March assessment, the battalion commander made a general understanding and expressed a little regret about Mo Shangyun's behavior that he gave up after the second round.
It was just two simple things. After more than an hour of communication, Mo Shangyun left the battalion commander's office.
And, when he returned to Erlian, he had to go through another company. Mo Shangyun received a lot of greetings along the way. It took half an hour for him to return to Erlian after a ten-minute journey.
I feel a little tired for no reason.
"Mo Fulian!"
"Mo Fulian!"
"Mo Fulian!"
……
Back to Erlian, Mo Shangyun received a courteous greeting again.
Rubbing his eyebrows and avoiding crowded places, Mo Shangyun returned to the office.
As soon as I entered the door, Lang Yan and the instructor who I saw stood under a wall.
The instructor said: "If you want to hang up, you can hang up a bit better! What's this — to serve the country with loyalty. Just forget about these words, but can you find someone to write better? This is not you Did you write it yourself? What about the signature?"
Lang Yan said painfully, "It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. What is important is the meaning of these words, which very intuitively expresses the core thinking of our army——"
"Just troll you!" The instructor interrupted him angrily.
The leg that Mo Shangyun carried in, paused, and then quietly retracted it.
However, standing at the door was really conspicuous. Before she could disappear, the instructor and Lang Yan swept over.
"Mr. Mo, tell me," the instructor stopped her directly, pointed at Lang Yan, and said, "He went out yesterday, but he didn't know where he was deceived, so he brought a pair of loyalty to serve the country. , I just want to hang on the wall, and I was brainwashed. Yes. You and him have an office, can you stand it?!"
Lang Yan: "..."
Mo Shangyun thought for a while, stood straight at the door, and said bluntly: "I brought that calligraphy and painting back."
Instructor: "..."
His face turned blue and purple, purple and blue, the instructor opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but after holding it back for a long time, he couldn't say a word.
Looking at the instructor's speech, Lang Yan wanted to laugh unconsciously, so his eyebrows were curled, and his eyes were full of smiles.
"Who wrote this?"
After a long time, the instructor calmed down and asked Mo Shangyun rather entangledly.
"Family."
Mo Shangyun looked calm.
Instructor: "..."
For a time, I couldn't say anything.
Family, it won't be...her dad, right?
No signature, no, afraid of being too ostentatious, right?
The instructor shivered immediately.
Finally, there is no more thought to stop, and he waved his hand disappointingly, and said with a stern face: "It's up to you."
As soon as the voice fell, the instructor could not wait to leave.
This is definitely not because of Mo Shangyun's dad's face!
This is... too lazy!
The instructor comforted himself, and the stride disappeared.
Mo Shangyun leaned against the door and raised his eyebrows with a smile at Chao Langyan.
Lang Yan sighed resignedly.
I raised my eyes and saw the four characters "Being faithful and loyal to the country", and there was a lingering sadness in my eyes.
I guess these words have to hang above his head all the time.
You have to work harder and get promoted earlier.
Lang Yan made up his mind silently.