Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 496, eliminated [one]

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Seeing that Mo Shangyun didn't mean to go back, Lin Mao didn't persuade her, but waited with her downstairs in the dormitory.

And, during this time, Lin Mao found that Mo Shangyun was not idle, holding a notebook in his hand, sometimes staring at the direction of the dormitory, and sometimes writing and drawing on the notebook.

Lin Mao watched back and forth a few times, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"

After writing the name, Mo Shangyun stopped and said: "Train the instant memory."

"What?"

Lin Mao didn't understand the meaning of Mo Shangyun for a while.

Mo Shangyun shook the notebook in his hand, then threw it to Lin Mao.

Lin Mao raised his hand and looked down curiously. When he saw the densely packed names and dormitories above, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

"The students choose the dormitory at random. Did you write them down after you read it twice?" Lin Mao asked incredulously, looking at Mo Shangyun as if looking at a pervert.

After asking, Lin Mao suddenly realized-it doesn’t have to be twice. The first time is uncertain. Only those who have chosen the bed can be confirmed, and those who have not been confirmed, the second time will be the same. Will randomly choose the dormitory to lay the ground floor.

But, let's not say whether Mo Shangyun remembered whether it was wrong, fifty-four people, Mo Shangyun all took numbers one by one, and then wrote them down?

Mo Shangyun said modestly: "There may be something wrong."

This is indeed considered modest, because the chance of her making mistakes is extremely small.

After three years of training by Su Mingsha, as long as Su Mingsha is there, she has to observe almost everything around her, even Su Mingsha's actions.

Because Su Mingsha always random checks unexpectedly, even if he answers a little wrong, Su Mingsha will punish him.

Furthermore, Su Mingsha either doesn't punish people, and when he punishes people, it's hell.

Punishment always makes people progress, especially the "genius" like Mo Shangyun, who is used to completing tasks smoothly and always hates punishment, so under the punishment system, progress is even faster.

It's just that since they left, Mo Shangyun has been a bit slack in a lot of training-after all, there is no one who can supervise at any time, and subconsciously does not want to recall them all the time, Song Xiuliang simply suggested that she stop all training.

Later, she did not continue to use many trainings. Instead, she arranged other trainings that suit her physical fitness to prevent a sharp decline in military skills.

However, as soon as he came to this place, Mo Shangyun unconsciously recalled the training, and occasionally wanted to move his muscles and bones.

She always has to face it.

Lin Mao returned the notebook to her.

"Weed out once a week, maybe some people you remember now will be gone in a few days." Lin Mao reminded tactfully.

In his opinion, Mo Shangyun may have done useless work. ——If Chen Yu knew, he would not praise Mo Shangyun, but would reprimand Mo Shangyun for wasting time.

"It is also possible that I will meet in the future..." Mo Shangyun said lightly, then turned his head to look at Lin Mao, "They are all elites. Come and walk around. If everyone can remember them, it would be a pity. Of."

Everyone thinks about doing things. How to do things efficiently will often throw away the "sentiment", so many people are naturally ignored.

It is undeniable, human nature.

Also, caring for everyone's thoughts can be said to be naive-quite naive.

However, a waste of time is a waste of time.

Mo Shangyun has that mind and ability.

She can remember them in a short time, match them up, and in the same way, she can ensure the efficiency of everything.

Those who can come here are not real waste. They are all carefully selected. Even if there will be people whose performance is not satisfactory, most of them are excellent.

No one would think of giving up this opportunity.

If they worked hard, then Mo Shangyun felt that remembering their time would not be a waste.

Perhaps, they are not rare.

However, people are always rare.

Lin Mao didn't quite understand the meaning of Mo Shangyun, but he knew that everyone is an independent individual. It is natural for him to have different ideas. He can't understand it, but it doesn't mean he will disrespect him.

So, even if he didn't go deeper, he didn't deny Mo Shangyun's approach.

——Everything is based on doing good deeds. The rest, how much useless work she wants to do, is her own business.

Waiting is a boring thing, but interesting people will turn it into an interesting thing.

Lin Mao was also idle. Seeing that Mo Shangyun's instant memory was so powerful, she asked her if she remembered the situation of the male soldier. Mo Shangyun nodded and said that she remembered a few, so Lin Mao made a bet with her on a whim, and he asked. A few, as long as Mo Shangyun got the correct answer, Mo Shangyun will be responsible for the daily summary this week.

If the pie falls in the sky, if you don't accept it at this time, you will be a fool.

Mo Shangyun nodded and agreed to Lin Mao.

Lin Mao didn't make her embarrassed. He asked about some of the more conspicuous students. After watching Mo Shangyun mark their dormitory numbers one by one after their names, Lin Mao dubiously tore them down and put them away. Compare it yourself.

Soon, half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

"It's time."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

Lin Mao sent her some forms.

This is the first night that the students have come. The previous ones were all dismissed, but their dismissal is not over yet.

While they are all asleep, urging them to fill in the form of the dormitory list at this time is a kind of torture.

In short, their task is to make the students restless tonight.

Taking their respective forms, Mo Shangyun and Lin Mao happily walked to the dormitory building.

*

"Knocking, knocking."

"Knocking, knocking."

"Knocking, knocking."

……

The sound of knocking on the door like a soul is endless, and the students who have just fallen asleep are pulled back from their sleep.

However, this kind of gentle, polite and educated voice is not enough to wake up exhausted them in a short time.

So the next moment, they heard a cruel and harsh sound--

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

Very loud knocking of the gong!

Someone swiped from the bed and sat up.

"Damn, am I being overrun?!" someone shouted irritably.

"Who, the door is not locked, you can't kick the door and break in?"

"Fuck, dare not to be more perverted, this cold breezy frozen man, I didn't sleep well, and finally fell asleep, you just show me this! Do you want to be shameless?!"

"Damn! Gongs, drums and drums, if you have the ability, you can also bring the drums up!"

……

Suddenly, everyone was mad.

The sound of dong dong dong bang directly awakened everyone, no matter how sound asleep, it was a carp standing up, one by one, like a corpse.

However, the first person to open the door was not only too late to swear, but he didn't even see who he was. He was stuffed with a hand of paper and pen, and then confessed—"Within three minutes, fill out the form. "

There are four dormitories in a row.

When Mo Shangyun finished sending out the last form, he stood in the hallway, watching them jump like thunder in such a dilapidated house, and greeted her ancestors more violently.

However, she just touched her ears lightly, letting them tear their throats, and no one paid any attention to them.

Now I still have the energy to swear, wait till tomorrow... it would be nice to have the energy for breathing.

There are some people here who think that they will be not far from the April training camp, which is really whimsical.

Fortunately, they scolded and scolded, but they would also write their names while scolding, so they didn't have any idle time.

But most of them finished writing, and fell asleep instead of scolding.

The voice gradually subsided.

"Outside, I don't need paper anymore--" Liang Zhiqiong's sleepy voice came from the first dormitory, but when he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Mo Shangyun's figure. He immediately became sober and cursed, " Damn, Mo Shangyun!"

Mo Shangyun walked over calmly. Liang Zhiqiong squinted and glared like thunder. He raised his elbow and put it on her shoulder, then stretched out his fingers to pinch her ears, and pulled it aside. It hurt immediately. Liang Zhiqiong grinned.

"What do you call me?"

Mo Shangyun pulled the paper and pen with his other hand.

"Instructor Mo! Instructor Mo is done!"

Liang Zhiqiong, who had just returned to his arrogance and arrogance, cried and compromised in just a few seconds.

Don’t take such abusive private business!

Mo Shangyun let go of her.

Liang Zhiqiong immediately took a step back, raised her hand to touch her red ears, trying to curse, but she was really afraid of the pain, so she held back the words.

"Anything else?" Liang Zhiqiong asked.

Lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangyun said, "It's gone."

Can't help but yawn, Liang Zhiqiong raised her finger to the inside of the dormitory, and then said: "Then I will go to bed."

Mo Shangyun asked with a smile, "Should I invite you to sleep?"

Feeling the bad intentions in Mo Shangyun's words, Liang Zhiqiong snapped the door shut, and ran back after Da Da Da.

Listening to the voice, she probably didn't even put on her shoes, she just slipped in and ran on tiptoe.

Mo Shangyun chuckled helplessly, turned around, and went to collect paper and pens from other dormitories.

In order to sleep, they are very fast and write their names every minute.

It's just that the handwriting is terrible.

Mo Shangyun browsed through the light and found that there were also a few clear and neat handwritings.

For example, Zhong Lingyue, Tang Poems, Lan Yu, etc.

Even Liang Zhiqiong's handwriting can be marked neatly.

Take the paper, gongs and drums and go downstairs. Mo Shangyun glanced around and found Lin Mao standing under the street lamp, holding the paper she wrote, comparing with the list in his hand one by one.

Seeing his sad expression, Mo Shangyun felt a bottom.

However, the necessary humility is still required.

Mo Shangyun walked over and asked politely: "How is it?"

Lin Mao raised his head, collected the paper, and then glared at her.

——Mother, dare you to be more perverted? !

She guessed all the people he chose at random!