Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 134. Xueshen [1] Step team teaching [three shifts]

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Mo Shangyun, who was already defensive, glanced at the instructor who stopped at the door after entering the door, without any hesitation at the moment, directly chose the nearest table to sit down, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

With her lead, the rest of the students gradually came back to their senses. They watched the instructor staring at the timer at the door, and was immediately frightened. No matter how much vomit, the desire was forcibly controlled, and then Sit down and eat quickly.

To be precise, it's planing rice.

It’s impossible to chew and swallow slowly. Three minutes can only be used to stuff food. You have to stuff all the food into your stomach as much as possible, otherwise you will be deducted points.

No one talks leisurely.

For a time, there was only the sound of eating in the cafeteria.

The cooks stood at the door of the operation room, watching them gobble up, and couldn't help showing smirking smiles.

Tsk tut.

This is what it should be!

What is the usual yin and yang ridiculing them? !

The instructors should have adopted the "three-minute meal" policy, otherwise they would not have been ridiculed by so many people last month and aroused anger.

However, they looked differently at Mo Shangyun, who would always eat clean food and never complained.

Just now, even though Mo Shangyun is also hurrying to eat, his food looks much better than those of the students.

When the distance was three minutes or so, Mo Shangyun smoothly took care of all the lunch, and then put down his chopsticks.

As the first one, it is always eye-catching, so even the faculty who is watching the time can hardly avoid giving her a look.

Successively, other students put down their chopsticks, but the instructor did not look at it. Instead, they glanced at the other instructors, implying that they could deduct points now.

Although there are only more than a hundred people left, if you want to record their performance in a short period of time, you still need a lot of people to go out together. So two rows of teachers walked in from outside the cafeteria and walked over, one by one. Statistics were conducted, but their aura was so strong that they almost didn't scare the students into coughing.

"Beep——"

The time was up, and the instructor blew the whistle on time.

"Put down your chopsticks and stand up!"

The instructor yelled decisively.

Soon, all the students did not dare to delay any longer, and stood up all at once.

Many students are like hamsters, their mouths are stuffed with bulging, and they can't swallow for a while. They can only stare and bulge their mouths, not to mention too funny.

After spending two minutes counting, the trainees were taken away again.

It wasn't until they were neatly arranged and stepped into the rain again that the students gradually became aware of "completely leaving last month's life".

Even if it was yesterday, they were noisy in the cafeteria at this time, and then they walked out on their backs, it is impossible to have such a uniform situation.

In their memory, only during the period of the recruit company, they would have this state.

There is a world of difference between yesterday and today.

However, because the morning training was so ruthless, they didn't even have the thought of making complaints, so they could only follow the instructors to the dormitory building and clean up the place where they were appointed.

Mo Shangyun can be considered lighthearted. He directly handed over his internal affairs to Ding Jing to do, while he was standing aside and directing—what's wrong here, what's wrong, change it.

Ding Jing was so tossed by her that she became one head and two big, once again shocked why she wanted to share the same dormitory with Mo Shangyun.

Thanks to Ding Jing, a veteran for many years. Although he usually doesn't care about housekeeping, when he really wants to tidy up, he still has a good set. The bedding is neatly folded, and it matches the textbooks.

No less than Mo Shangyun's level.

Mo Shangyun is very relieved to let Ding Jing do this kind of work. However, because of his boring idleness, Mo Shangyun occasionally reminded Liang Zhiqiong of what was wrong and how he needed to tidy up. Ding Jing frowned as he watched from the side.

While they were sorting out their internal affairs, the students who had been punished also came back one after another. Those who didn’t have time to go to the cafeteria to have lunch, they could only get two cold steamed buns on the way back, but it was better than nothing. Cushion your stomach, they all ate the steamed buns happily.

*

In the afternoon, two o'clock.

The trainees went downstairs ten minutes early, and then assembled in the empty space downstairs.

The majestic rain has turned into drizzle, so the condition should improve, but it is still uncomfortable.

From morning till now, they have been in the rain. They used to go back to the dormitory to take a shower and change a set of clean clothes after being showered for a long time. But after the unified bathing time, the water in all the dormitories stopped at noon. There is no possibility of taking a shower. At most, the clothes inside should be changed slightly, but the coat and pants are all wet, no matter how to change it is useless.

When the rain came down, they felt heavy even if they were not carrying any weight.

Several students showed signs of a cold.

Standing in the line for ten minutes, the snipers who had gone for training in advance came back frowning. Even Duan Zimu and Subei, two outstanding snipers, looked a little ugly.

The instructor did not start the afternoon training until all the students arrived.

According to the instructor, since they were too loose last month, the training in the afternoon was just a small warm-up, and the real training would not start until tomorrow.

However, even if it was a "little warm-up", when the students arrived at the training ground, they were surprised to find that there were two ambulances parked nearby.

Several doctors and nurses stood beside the ambulance, all in uniforms and transparent raincoats, chatting in the rain.

Occasionally, I will take a look at them.

The students are keenly aware that the eyes that occasionally shoot over are filled with sympathy and compassion for them, as if they are going to die bravely at any time.

Under this weird environment, the students felt that their mentality was a little broken.

But the next training didn't even make them feel "dead".

Compact training, one after the other, after finishing the previous project, I just took a breath, and I was about to be driven to the next one. There was no chance to breathe.

Their training is also very thrilling. When it is raining, rock climbing with bare hands, the loose stones fall straight down, but the instructors do not even blink their eyes and numbly count their results. Those who pass it can Go to the next one, deduct points for unqualified ones before proceeding to the next one.

The only thing that comforted them was that after a month, they finally could touch the gun again.

Yes, after a month of free activities, they resumed shooting training.

It's just that when they saw the request, they were dumbfounded.

Running for three kilometers, and then shooting a target in the mountains, breathing is extremely unstable, but you have to calculate the time when you arrive. They need to assemble guns and shoot at the target when the breath is unstable. The requirements are too high Their imagination.

And what is even worse is the group of snipers.

As a student, the requirements for a sniper are far greater than others.

The requirements for snipers are: under any circumstances (no matter what the environment or physical condition), they must achieve a 100% hit rate at a distance of 500 meters and a 90% hit rate within 800 meters.

They don't care whether you have experienced how much sniper training before, as long as you say that you are a sniper, then you have to bear the special requirements of a "sniper".

If you can’t do it, you can. Either choose the endless deduction of points, or choose to give up your sniper status.

After this round, only Subei and Duan Zimu did not deduct points for shooting, and two students who were snipers in the original army chose to give up and return to the ranks of the rest of the students.

As an all-rounder, Mo Shangyun, after experiencing this afternoon's training, although she was tired enough, but fortunately, she was not deducted a point.

The rest of the students are miserable, and some have been deducted points. Even the group of people like Ding Jing, Subei, Duan Zimu, You Nianyu, and Yan Jinzhao are all due to mistakes in various projects. 1 to 2 points were deducted.

Liang Zhiqiong is even more miserable, because shooting and hitting targets directly deducted 6 points.

Dinner starts at six o’clock, and after it’s over, the housekeeping deduction is announced.

Fortunately, in the dormitory of Mo Shangyun, only Ai Youhuai deducted points, and the rest of the students kept the risk of deducting 2 points.

As a day off, there is no deduction for any project, Mo Shangyun has become a thorn in the eyes of many faculty members.

After the announcement of the internal affairs, several faculty members gathered together, frowned and stared at the points list worryingly.

"What's the matter with this person, one point is not deducted?! Is the water released?!"

"Fart, Yan Ye asked us to keep an eye on her, and don't let any chance of deducting points be missed, it's so special, she didn't give us a chance to deduct points at all!"

"There is still such a show?"

"In the evening, the deputy team will give lectures, so she must be deducted one or two points. I don't believe it, there are really all-around wizards in physical, housekeeping, and learning!"

……

*

The bathhouse.

As soon as the whistle sounded, all the students rushed into the bathhouse, took off their clothes and took a shower after choosing a cubicle, and washed their hair by the way.

Say "washing", which may be a bit insulting. Three minutes or five minutes is fine, at best it is a "flush" shower.

Mo Shangyun is accustomed to this kind of militarized management, and it is no problem to adapt again, but others are a bit difficult.

In the former troops, no matter how strict they were, there was no such rule.

It's hard to get used to it for a while.

Therefore, in the mist of the hot water and the sound of the shower, many complaints can be heard.

"I used to think that people who finished eating in three minutes were all perverted. I didn’t expect that my old lady would become perverted one day."

"There is no such shampoo, how do you wash your hair? A piece of soap can be used for hair, face, and body?!"

"Why can't you pick it like this."

"Stop talking, be careful to be heard by them, there will be no soap in the next day."

……

Mo Shangyun listened to them quietly.

Her speed is probably—as soon as they wet their hair, she has already begun to apply soap.

Because of having been to the "Mire" today, Mo Shangyun had no choice but to wash it again, but the time was not too long.

When the hot water was turned off, Mo Shangyun heard Liang Zhiqiong’s voice coming from next door, “I’m exhausted. I thought that in the hands of Demon King Ding, it was already the most exhausting time. I didn’t expect it to be more tiring. When tired."

After a slight pause, just as Mo Shangyun wanted to urge her to hurry up, he heard the sound of "dongdong" coming from the next door, followed by Ding Jing's leisurely voice, "Devil King Ding is right next to you, do you want to speak? Pay attention?"

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong closed her mouth for an instant, and did not make a sound again.

With a chuckle, Mo Shangyun quickly and neatly put on his clean new clothes.

In order to avoid mixing up clothes during machine washing, all students wrote their own numbers on their old clothes, but today’s clothes are newly issued, clean, without wrinkles or damage, and belong to them. The number of the code name is clear at a glance.

Mo Shangjun thought Liang Zhiqiong would be slower, but he didn't expect that when he came out and put on his shoes and socks, he saw Liang Zhiqiong hurried out.

After seeing Mo Shangyun, Liang Zhiqiong blinked and immediately calmed down.

Then, she couldn't stop chanting: "Catch up, catch up."

Mo Shangyun laughed blankly and threw a towel to her, "Hurry up."

They have two more minutes because their hair is longer than that of male soldiers, so these two minutes should be used wisely.

The hair is still wet, but I don't have time to wait for it to dry, so I just put on the training cap on my head, and perfunctory.

Yan Tianxing has always reminded her to dry her hair before going to bed, but the facts have proved that it is impossible at all in such a tight time. Since the age of 12, Mo Shangyun has been living under such conditions and has naturally developed a habit.

As soon as five minutes came, the instructor outside blew his whistle.

Maybe the female instructors are not there, and the male instructors should always be gentle when facing them.

The male students next door, as soon as three minutes arrived, the instructor rushed in and chased people away, cursing, but here, they would only urge outside, and none of them dared to come in.

All the trainees rushed to the assembly, and then they were checked for three minutes with "serious" requirements, and many of the trainees' scores were crossed out by two points.

After finishing the stroke, several instructors looked at each other and all sighed.

——I've seen a ghost, and I just can't make mistakes on Mo Shangyun.

After the inspection, someone in the line asked loudly: "Report to the instructor, do we still train at night?"

"Classes in the evening." A teacher replied, and then said to the other teachers, "Take it away."

I don't know if the training was too hard, or because they had no idea about "teaching", so when they were taken away, a group of people were a little bit confused, but they were relieved from the bottom of their hearts.

The rain outside is still falling. They will take another night to take care of the work of the two ambulances.

At seven o'clock, they were led to a large classroom.

Similar to a classroom in a school, the left and right rows have three positions, the middle is a whole row, and the five positions are connected together. Afterwards, they rise with the steps, I am afraid that they can hold two hundred people.

All the lights are turned on, the light is sufficient, and the field of view is bright. On the front stage, there is a full set of multimedia equipment. Below the left stage is the host computer, and an instructor is already standing there waiting.

It can be said that after entering the door, the trainees basically focused on the instructor except for a rough scan of the indoor situation.

He is very young, but he has a high rank, two bars and two stars.

He wore a camouflage training uniform, no different from a teacher. He didn't wear a training hat. He showed a handsome face. His brows had a gentle look. He felt like a spring breeze. He did not have the sternness and harshness of the other instructors, but this This kind of friendly attitude keeps a certain distance, not too close, which makes people feel a sense of distance to him from the heart, and unconsciously lowers oneself and looks up at him.

Some people are naturally deterrent.

For example, Yan Hanyu, such as Yan Tianxing.

For example, the instructor in front of me.

At the moment when they saw him, all the students did not consciously stop their voices, did not say a word, but turned their attention to him one after another.

As if to consciously find one's own "student" position.

Seeing them all standing at the door, the instructor was stunned, then smiled gently at them and said: "My name is Bu Yirong."

Slightly paused, he continued: "It's easy to choose a location and write your names in your notebook."

With his orders, the students present can take action.

However, at the moment he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun was the first to stand up.

As the first one, instead of fighting for the first row, she chose the fifth row next to the door, and then came to the position next to the wall.

This method of selection is very conspicuous, just like a scumbag vying for the position in the last row, it makes people feel a little embarrassed to see it.

Soon, the rest of the students have chosen their positions.

The students who love to learn all choose the first few rows in the middle. Those who are slower will either go to the back or to both sides.

Ding Jing chose the position next to Mo Shangyun, but Liang Zhiqiong took a step slower and hesitated again and again, finally chose to stay away from Ding Jing and silently chose to sit in the middle of Tang Poem.

You Nianyu, Subei and Duan Zimu chose the position in front of Mo Shangyun. They sat neatly and looked like good students.

However, when Mo Shangyun was writing his name in his notebook, he suddenly heard Subei who was sitting in front of him cursing secretly, "I wipe it."

I don't know who it is.

Mo Shangyun didn't care too much.

But, faintly, I felt that I was standing in front of me, but I glanced here from time to time, and I didn't know who I was looking at.

Mo Shangyun feels that he has been affected, and feels quite upset.

After finishing writing the name, I closed the notebook, Mo Shangyun yawned lazily, then glanced around boredly, just to catch a glimpse of Ding Jing writing the name in his notebook.

Mo Shangyun paused for two seconds, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, approached Ding Jing a little strangely, and asked: "Can human characters be so ugly?"

I don’t know, I was shocked at first glance.

The two words Ding Jing are crooked and can't be distinguished by a single word, which is really scary to read.

This handwriting...Those who don't know thought that Ding Jing worked in the hospital.

Mo Shangyun did not hide the ridicule on his face.

With a "pop", Ding Jing put the signature pen on the table.

Fucking his brows, Ding Jing reminded: "...Boss, this is a personal attack."

"Really?" Mo Shangyun couldn't help but be happy, she kindly reminded, "I advise you to write more neatly, otherwise it will affect the roll noodles."

Ding Jing is inexplicable, "Where can I get the noodles?"

"After teaching, I will take an exam. This is common sense." Mo Shangyun leaned back lazily and said, "Under normal circumstances, every day of the quiz, there are five major exams every day. Points are deducted. Isn’t it all like this in class?"

After a pause, Ding Jing said: "I haven't attended class, I don't know."

Looking at her in surprise, Mo Shangyun asked, "Really?"

Hooked her lips, Ding Jing didn't give her a deep look, but didn't answer.

This gave Mo Shangyun a feeling of being teased, but she didn't feel angry, she always felt strange.

However, I didn't think deeply, because Bu Yirong's lecture started soon.

In the beginning, Mo Shangyun thought it was about weapon topography or something, but as soon as the courseware was opened, Mo Shangyun saw a picture with plants as the background, with a few words-botany on it.

Mo Shangyun took off his training cap and raised his hand to grab the wet hair, which relieved some of his confusion.

This is not about... survival in the wild?

Mo Shangyun suddenly felt a little sleepy.

At this moment, Duan Zimu, who was sitting in the front left, suddenly handed over a note.

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun opened the paper, glanced at it slowly, and found that it was written in a Morse code—"Would you like to help me take notes? 』

"..."

Ding Jing, who swears just by accident, barely sprayed them both.

These days, when you pass a note in class, do you have to use Morse code?

Mo Shangyun thought for a while, and then replied with the Morse code as well—"A pure comradeship? 』

She passed the note back.

After a while, I saw Duan Zimu turned around, chuckled at her, and then took away the notebook from her desk.

Mo Shangyun was a little surprised.

However, she didn't really want to attend class, so she let him go.

In March last year, it was also this time. There was also a "class" in the assessment they participated in. At that time, they had to check their notes. It is estimated that this time is not far off.

"Not attending class?"

Ding Jing, who had just collected her heart, gave Mo Shangyun a weird look.

"Don't listen, sleep."

Mo Shangyun got down as soon as he finished speaking.