Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 119. Challenge [17] The brave is fearless [two more]
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Because today's Mo Shangyun has its own low air pressure, wherever it goes, the birds and beasts are scattered, and the snakes and insects retreat. This kind of thing called "murderous" has also smoothly silenced Subei and You Nianyu. , I didn't dare to say anything during the whole morning exercise.
The sky is getting brighter and there are more and more trainees in the training ground, so of course, when Mo Shangyun appeared on the training ground, one or two noticed the bruise on the corner of her right eye at first, and then more and more. The more students noticed it, but within a few minutes, most of the students noticed, so the students who had trained on their own, could not help but feel a little commotion.
Actually, as far as they are concerned, it is a matter of course for them to be injured, even if the place of the lottery is obvious, it will not attract much attention.
Who has never been hurt?
Who hasn't been painted before?
Like yesterday's little student, who was beaten with a swollen nose and swollen face, only a few familiar students greeted a few words. Others found it troublesome to even look at it.
The problem lies in the fact that this person is Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun is the one who can be unsuccessful in challenging five alone. Who can hurt her? !
So, driven by a strong curiosity, they relaxed their vigilance a little and took a moment to discuss this issue.
Liang Zhiqiong, who was training under the leadership of Ding Jing, lay down on the ground to rest when he saw Mo Shangyun. After noticing the scars on Mo Shangyun's face, he almost jumped directly from the ground.
"Damn, what happened to Mo Shangyun's face?"
Liang Zhiqiong stood up and sat up.
Lifted his eyelids, Ding Jing, who was drinking water, glanced in the direction of Mo Shangyun, You Nianyu, and Subei, and then looked at Liang Zhiqiong who was about to get up and ask about the situation in a cool manner, and said unhurriedly:" I advise you not to go, or you may die."
"What's wrong?"
Liang Zhiqiong looked inexplicable.
Looking at her diagonally, Ding Jing raised her brow lightly, "You didn't see her with murderous eyes and murderous eyes?"
Liang Zhiqiong: "..."
Although it was a long distance apart, she seemed to feel a little bit.
The atmosphere is very depressing.
Liang Zhiqiong pondered over and over again, and finally thought that Mo Shangyun was not crippled anymore, but with dots on his face, so don't "disturb" her old man for the time being.
Drinking the water in the kettle, Ding Jing took the mouth of the kettle and poured it down. After finding that no drop of water came out, he could only give up.
He didn't deliberately look at Mo Shangyun's Ding Jing. She suddenly felt a chill on her back. It took less than a second for Ding Jing to make a decision immediately.
She screwed the lid of the pot, and then said to Liang Zhiqiong: "I'll slip first, you can figure it out."
"What the hell?"
Liang Zhiqiong subconsciously replied.
However, Ding Jing did not respond to her, but left the training ground with the water bottle.
Liang Zhiqiong: "..." No, it's not the Mo Shangyun you provoke, why are you slipping?
*
At the same time, Yan returned to the team of others.
Just after the training, they all sat on the ground to rest. Almost the moment Mo Shangyun appeared, they noticed the bruise on Mo Shangyun's right eye.
Yangui, who was planning to call Mo Shangyun, stopped weirdly after noticing the bruise.
The Tang poetry dare not say anything at all.
Yan Jinzhao also felt keenly, and kept silent.
"Yan Gui, don't you ask?" Yuan Qu asked Yan Gui strangely.
In normal times, even if Mo Shangyun had nothing to do, Yan Gui had already rushed over at this time. Why was Mo Shangyun injured, but Yan Gui remained calm?
Song Ci also nodded in agreement, "Yes, don't you ask?"
"Stay away from Mo Mo these days." Yan Gui drooped his head, scanned them silently, and exclaimed in a more serious tone, "This is my advice to you as a friend."
Yuan Song: "..."
Song Ci: "..."
What's up, what's up, this is?
Poor Tang Poetry who slept with Mo Shangyun: "..." The main task this week is to save lives.
Yuan Qu and Song Ci repeatedly asked, but Yan Gui did not give any explanation for his advice.
As Mo Shangyun's childhood sweetheart, Yan Gui still has a certain understanding of Mo Shangyun.
——especially when it comes to injuries.
If Mo Shangyun has color on her body, but it does not matter, it proves that the injuries were caused by her own lack of ability, and she accepted it calmly.
For example, knocks and bruises that you don’t pay attention to, but this is rare.
For another example, Mo Shangyun was injured when he competed with others. There were indeed many cases of this kind of injury, but this group of students didn't seem to have this ability.
If Mo Shangyun is hung on her body, but with a gloomy face and murderous all over her body, it proves that the injury should not have appeared on her, but since it appears, it means that Mo Shangyun will be very annoyed. At least it has to continue this rhythm for three days.
However, this situation is rare.
Now is the second situation.
Yan Gui expressed his doubts about this——
How did Momo's injury cause it?
He looked at Tang Shi subconsciously, but Tang Shi avoided his gaze, as if refusing to communicate, Yan Gui had no choice but to withdraw his gaze helplessly.
*
Tang Shi feels that life is a bit sad.
Everyone is very curious about the "Ms. Mo's injury", but Mr. Mo's aura is too strong, and ordinary people do not dare to approach it rashly and can only find other ways to learn about it.
So, they found the person who slept with Mo Shangyun. Since Qin Xue, an iceberg beauty, is difficult to touch, and Ding Jing can’t get close, they turned their attention to looking soft and cute. The Tang poetry here.
Tang Shi was asked about the situation by several people. Even though he said "I don't know", there are still people who have good things persevering.
The Tang poetry is a little depressed.
Fortunately, there was a big talker on their side. Later, when someone came over, the big talker swept over with an indifferent eye, and forced people back. Tang Shi was quieter now.
However, the students stopped for a while, and the instructor also spread.
Several people talked out loudly while eating breakfast. Coupled with the roar of the loudspeakers, Mu Cheng and Chu Ye, almost the entire GS9 student knew about "Mo Shangyun hanging color".
But they basically just listened and didn't care too much.
It's just that the news also spread smoothly to the ears of those who should have heard it.
……
Mo Shangyun was stopped when he went back to the dormitory to organize his housework.
An off-road vehicle drove from behind, flicked after passing her, and ran across in front of her.
The window in the driving position slipped down. Yan Tianxing poked his head out of the window with his elbow on it, looking at her with a slight smile—to be precise, the bruise on her right eye.
Even though I have been stared at many times, but now being stared at by Yan Tianxing, my mood is different.
The corners of Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly, and he twisted his eyebrows rather uncomfortably.
Yan Tianxing’s smile deepened, and he asked: "Fighting with someone?"
"Bumped."
Mo Shangyun replied in a cold voice.
The arm stretched out and the fingers ran across her right eye. Mo Shangyun felt it hurt and itchy, so she couldn't help but avoid it.
Yan Tianxing retracted his hand and asked with a smile, "How did you hit this position?"
"So much nonsense?"
Mo Shangyun asked unbearably, with a murderous look in his eyes.
Grandma is a bear, staring at her bruises all the time, even her boyfriend thinks this is a rare thing... Isn’t it boring? !
Yan Tianxing was not angry because she was so aggressive, but said: "Mo Xiaojun, I am your instructor now."
"..."
Mo Shangyun turned around and left.
Yan Tianxing stopped her, "Why are you going?"
Stopping, Mo Shangyun turned sideways to look at him, gritted his teeth and said: "Write a report letter, saying you molested the students."
Yan Tianxing was taken aback, then smiled seductively, "Then you can think clearly, this is equivalent to making our relationship public."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Fuck.
After thinking for a few seconds, Mo Shangyun turned back and came to the car window, "I have finished watching the bruise, is there anything else?"
"Really bruised?" Yan Tianxing's lips couldn't stop rising.
"Bumped." Mo Shangyun affirmed.
Yan Tianxing nodded thoughtfully, "That's right, it's a bruise."
The fist hits, and it hits too.
"..."
Mo Shangyun, who understood the potential meaning of Yan Tianxing's words, almost didn't smash the car door.
"Hey, little girlfriend," Yan Tianxing took out a bottle of medicine, handed it to Mo Shangyun from the car window, and said with a smile, "Special treatment for bruises."
He took the bottle of medicine in one hand, and Mo Shangyun stared at him with a faint smile, "Can you not look for it all day long?"
Yan Tianxing asked leisurely: "Who told me to have a girlfriend who looks for so much all day long?"
"..."
The witty Mo Shangyun suddenly realized that he could not speak of him!
"Playground, ten laps." Yan Tianxing first uttered the punishment, and then emphasized word by word, "Mo Xiaojun, I am your instructor."
I didn't even bother to lift the eyelids, Mo Shangyun replied dumbly: "The instructor walks slowly."
"Come back next month, and behave well." Yan Tianxing turned the steering wheel and told her like an elder before leaving.
Mo Shangyun: "..." I don't really want to talk to him.
Yan Tianxing gave a chuckle, threw an object out the window, and drove the car away.
Mo Shangyun stretched out his hand and fished it, spreading out his palms, and found that... it was another piece of military chocolate.
Wipe, talk about a relationship to please your girlfriend, and even "appropriate public funds"!
Not caring at all.
A piece of chocolate, a bottle of potion, in exchange for ten laps.
Mo Shangyun gathered the things and thought about what kind of man he was on the stand, but he resigned himself to the playground and ran away.
Fortunately, there is still time before eight o'clock, and there is no need to check the house anyway. Mo Shangyun simply gave up the decision to go to the dormitory and used the remaining time to finish the ten laps.
*
At the beginning of this week, the instructor once again disappeared from the students' vision.
The training tasks and warnings have not changed a word, they are still exactly the same as the previous week.
With the experience of the last week, the trainees seem to be calmer. Those who should be trained will be trained, and those who should be trained will be practiced. There are fewer complaints and complaints.
Maybe they have gradually felt that no matter how much they say, they will not be as practical as actions. Complaints and grievances are not heard by the instructors at all, and they will spend more time to temper themselves, which is what they can get.
In the past three weeks, Mo Shangyun has also clearly noticed the changes in this group of people. They are always uncomfortable when they are not being supervised. Until they gradually start planning their time and arranging training on their own, and now, they can help Make your own decisions, how to train, how to improve, and be clear about your own abilities and cognition.
The remaining group, whether it is mentality or ability, is incomparable to the original group.
As for those who are not self-disciplined and have a bad mentality, they are basically eliminated.
After training during the day, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes to look at the sky, and decided to implement the long-planned plan.
She had this plan since last week, but she was delayed by Chai Xinyan's group. Later, because of too much effort that night, she planned to take a few days off.
Now she's almost resting, and there is nowhere to vent a fire in her heart, just taking advantage of this opportunity to make a fuss.
So, after dinner, Mo Shangyun didn't make any additional training plans. Instead, after watching the training ground for a while, he paced to the place where he stepped on the spot yesterday.
About seven o'clock.
Lu Jingye, who rarely practises with his friends again, is a rare time to be with his friends tonight.
Their plan is to take 20 kilometers of armed cross-country, starting at 7 o'clock, and the last one will be responsible for this week's "supplement". If Lu Jingye ran first, then in the following week, the rest will be responsible for the "supplement" between him and Liang Zhiqiong.
The four of them in this line are all from the "Orange·Room", and they are evenly matched.
Unfortunately, just when they were so confident and ready to compete, they suddenly heard a voice like a devil——
"Hey."
A brisk word.
Then, they hit the flashlight light, and they saw a figure walking in front of them, and the other side came slowly, with a small smile on his face.
But, it looks like...the devil.
When she approached, the four people, including Lu Jingye, trembled for no reason.
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