Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 135. Xueshen [2] The chalk dropped [four more]

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First Squadron, office building.

After the meeting, Yan Hanyu sorted out the points list for today's statistics, and then knocked on the door of the captain's office with a pile of information.

The lights are on in the office, and Yan Tianxing is working inside.

After hearing the knock on the door, Yan Tianxing's voice soon came from inside: "Come in."

Yan Hanyu pushed the door and entered.

"What's the matter?"

Scanning the pile of materials in Yan Hanyu's hands, Yan Tianxing's brows wrung unconsciously.

Yan Hanyu saw it, but walked over stubbornly.

"This is the assessment result of the first team today."

Yan Hanyu put the first copy on the table now.

"This is the result of today's student assessment. You have to read it again." Put the second copy on it.

"This is the record of today's student points deduction." The third copy is posted.

"This is the student's course schedule and the instructor." Put the fourth copy on.

"This is the arrangement for this year, you can confirm it."

The last stack, put it all on.

There are so many things.

Also, Yan Hanyu can put these materials in piles without changing his face. If you change the individual, you will run away halfway through.

Yan Tianxing drew the third share, and then reached out to look through their deductions.

The points are marked according to the code ranking. When Yan Tianxing turned to the first page, he noticed that all the points after 005 (Mo Shangyun) were blank, and there was no deduction record.

Afterwards, he browsed the situation of the other students, and there was no similar situation, at least one point was deducted.

Let these pieces of paper down, Yan Tianxing raised his eyes to Yan Hanyu, and said, "Do you know Mo Shangyun?"

I heard that Yan Hanyu grew up in the same compound as Mo Shangyun, but Mo Shangshuang, his own brother, couldn’t tell Mo Shangyun one, two, three, four. Most things were heard by ears, and never detailed. Understand, let alone Yan Hanyu. Therefore, Yan Tianxing never asked Yan Hanyu about Mo Shangyun's situation.

After a short pause, Yan Hanyu said: "I don't understand."

"Hmm."

Yan Tianxing responded unexpectedly.

Yan Hanyu said again: "But she is very powerful."

It is rare to see Yan Hanyu commenting on a person so, Yan Tianxing raised an eyebrow at Yan Hanyu with interest.

Yan Tianxing said: "Talk about it."

"It's..." Yan Hanyu frowned, and finally said, "It's amazing."

He couldn't tell why.

But whether it is willpower or learning ability, Yan Hanyu has never met the second one until now.

For a while, Yan Hanyu said: "If there is no accident, she can end the assessment without deducting one point."

"Oh?"

"She has always received such training." Yan Hanyu's expression was very positive.

Of course, this is also on the premise of "no accidents."

If Mo Shangyun wants to "make it", or if her points have to be deducted for other reasons, there will be no such guarantee.

There was the previous points table there, and Yan Tianxing didn't question Yan Hanyu's statement. He took out the fourth course schedule and glanced at it. Finally, when he saw a certain name, his expression paused slightly.

A bit familiar, it seems to be... from the National University of Science and Technology?

I don't know if I know Mo Shangyun.

After that, I saw the class schedule for tonight.

Yan Tianxing asked: "Tonight is the survival in the wild?"

"Hmm."

Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought of Chen Lu unconsciously.

He knew that Chen Lu was Mo Shangyun’s field survival teacher. Most of the knowledge about field survival came from Chen Lu.

Chen Lu has also participated in the compilation of several textbooks on field survival for troops, and his knowledge in this area is obvious.

He has to go and see.

*

Classroom.

Buyirong's lectures are easy to understand and humorous. All the students present listened engrossedly and with gusto.

However, Bu Yirong is very fast in teaching. He never repeats any knowledge points, and turns over after he has said it.

There is no time to repeat a knowledge point with them again and again like in school. They have a lot to learn, but they are given very little time.

The students are also aware of this, listen to the class carefully, take notes, and strive to master this knowledge in the shortest time without wasting the usual rest time.

Even Liang Zhiqiong, who doesn’t usually like to attend classes, is listening attentively at the moment, with his eyes fixed on the front projection screen, while holding a uniformly distributed signature pen in his hand, making notes in the notebook. Occasionally, she missed one or two points. She would take the time to look at the notes of the "outstanding student" Tang poetry, and then quickly record it.

Liang Zhiqiong is not very good in this way, but she is also trying to learn in her own way.

Of course, there are some exceptions.

For example, Mo Shangyun, who had never heard a word, got down from the beginning.

And sitting in front of Mo Shangyun, spinning the pen boringly, and somewhat hard to concentrate in Subei.

Su Bei is also a wayward person, but her waywardness is different from Mo Shangyun. Mo Shangyun's attitude was not correct after he took control, while Subei was not interested in understanding at all.

Accurately speaking, she likes fighting with real swords and guns, but she doesn't like theoretical knowledge.

Just like she likes shooting but doesn't like to lead soldiers, give her a group of soldiers, she can practice shooting with soldiers every day, but don't care about other things at all.

In the field of survival in the wild, Subei did have a certain understanding and accumulated a lot of knowledge, but it was all forced to be helpless. At that time, people were thrown into the jungle or on the island. Observing and learning, rather than actively learning from textbook knowledge.

If an unfamiliar instructor is attending the class, Subei might force herself to attend the class, but the one who is attending the class now happens to be the one who showed her the way last time...

When I saw his face, I was upset.

Furthermore, the other party often looked at her seemingly, making Subei stand up for defense, making it difficult to concentrate on listening to the class.

What she can do is to write a few words in a notebook occasionally, but all the knowledge points that Bu Yirong talks about are from the left ear to the right ear.

Half an hour, briefly introduce all the types of plants and some typical examples.

Soon, Bu Yirong changed a courseware continuously.

This time the content is more detailed, it is about the topography, climate and plants of Yun Province.

Before speaking, Bu Yirong glanced at Mo Shangyun and Subei who were sitting against the wall.

Subei supported his forehead with his hand, tilted his head slightly, holding a pen in his hand, and seemed to be taking notes, but his fingers remained motionless, as if drowsy.

Mo Shangyun is more direct. From the beginning of the lecture to the present, she hasn't even looked up at the projector. She didn't even lift her head, and her refusal to attend the lecture could not be more obvious.

Reluctantly raised his eyebrows, Bu Yirong did not know when a piece of chalk appeared in his hand, and as he raised his hand, the chalk flew straight in the direction of the two of them.

At the moment when he felt the change in the air, Subei opened his eyes for the first time, but a white shadow flashed through the corner of her eyes, and saw the "hidden weapon" passing through her and Duan Zimu. The gap, flew directly behind her.

The goal is... I wipe, Mo Shangyun? !

Subei feels a lot more sober.

But, she didn't hear the sound of the chalk hitting anything.

She, who was in the front, did not see that when the chalk hit Mo Shangyun's head, the hand that had been resting on the desk quickly lifted and pinched the piece of chalk in the palm of her hand accurately.

The chalk that shuttled through nearly half of the classroom, after drawing a white arc in the air, finally disappeared in Mo Shangyun's hands.

The students who saw this scene had their mouths grown and they almost swallowed an egg.

On the contrary, I lost my chalk, but I didn't feel surprised to see such a scene.

Since many eyes were gathered on him, Mo Shangyun opened his eyes and got up from the desk.

She raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows, her eyelids were half drooping, not fully opened, and she fell back sleepily, and then muttered, "Mr. Bu, your chalk dropped."

As soon as the lazy voice landed, I saw her raise her hand, and as soon as she reached the chalk in her hand, she threw it in the direction of Bu Yirong.

A seemingly random movement, but both strength and direction are accurate, Bu Yirong just raised his hand gently, and the piece of chalk fell into his hand.

"Thank you."

Bu Yirong said with a chuckle, with a gentle and nice voice, like a slow trickle.

Without the anger he expected, Mo Shangyun was taken aback for a moment before opening his eyes completely.

She raised her brows, raised her eyelids, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the steps beside the podium.

Bu Yirong looked at her with a faint smile, with a gentle and calm expression, and could not find the slightest dissatisfaction or anger.

The "good temper" of this instructor inevitably surprised Mo Shangyun.

The deputy captain of GS9 First Squadron... His temper will definitely not be good.

Then, she heard Bu Yirong say: "Student 005, help me call classmate 018 in front of you."