Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 145. Clue [1] Captain Jiang Qiong

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After the students in the next classroom left, the whole building seemed to be silent.

Originally, the sound of Hoge's lecture could be heard, but now, only the sound of rain outside the building can be heard.

After Yan Tianxing left, the sky started to rain again.

Mo Shangyun is working on the topic with great concentration.

Ding Jing, who is not far away from her, was a little restless, copying other people's handwriting stroke by stroke against the copybook, as if she could not do it, copying word by word, let her have a kind Unspeakable grumpy.

Half an hour later, Hoge, who had finished correcting the test papers on the second floor, went downstairs with a stack of test papers. ——Including those previously written by Mo Shangyun.

When he came to the door of the classroom and handed the test papers to the instructor, he saw Ding Jing scratching his head against the copybook, and suddenly thought of something. From the stack of test papers, he found a paper with ink on it.

When he entered the door with the test paper, the instructor subconsciously glanced at the test paper and found that there was no mark of correction at all on the test paper, only the number-100 was written in the total score.

The instructor opened his eyes wide in surprise, almost not biting his tongue.

"006."

Walking to Ding Jing's side, Huo Ge yelled.

"Teacher."

Ding Jing, who has forgotten his name long ago, uses a title that is least revealing.

Huo Ge glanced at the words she copied. The copying was very perfunctory, and the handwriting had her own style—"ugly".

"Copy against this." With a sigh, Huo Ge put Mo Shangyun's test paper on the desk in front of her and said, "By the way, increase memory."

Ding Jing asked: "How to copy?"

Huo Ge said: "Just copy into the copybook, one character by one."

"Oh."

Anyway, copying everything is copying. Instead of copying the ancient poems that go around, it is better to copy a few questions and answers.

"005, full score?" At the moment when he saw the test paper, Ding Jing was a little dumbfounded. He stared at the numbers for a few seconds, then raised his eyebrows at the ink writing the test paper on one side, and curiously shouted, "Mo Shang Yun?"

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun replied casually, but his writing did not stop.

Ding Jing emphasized: "You get a perfect score."

"I know."

Very calm tone.

Ding Jing: "..." Did she never get a perfect score in the exam, okay? !

"Haha." Huo Ge gave a quick smile, and then told Mo Shangyun, "Go home early after writing the test paper."

"Hmm." Mo Shangyun was still writing, and answered without raising his head, "Goodbye Huo."

Huo Ge seemed to think it was normal. He didn't feel that Mo Shangyun's behavior was "impolite" at all, and he left soon.

As soon as Huo Ge left the house, Mo Shangyun put the third paper aside, and then picked up the fourth paper to continue.

"..."

Ding Jing felt that Mo Shangyun's existence was incredible.

Soon, Mo Shangyun did not pause at all, and started writing his fourth test paper again.

Ding Jing regained his senses in shock, and then started copying Mo Shangyun's test paper.

Because he has never come into contact with such a magical creature as Xueba, Ding Jing thinks, maybe after copying Mo Shangyun's test paper, he will be lucky...

But as soon as this idea came up, Ding Jing felt that she was stupid.

She might not have gotten the exam luck, but was infected by Liang Zhiqiong.

Ding Jing copied the test paper, strangely, this time feeling calmer.

She thought, it might be Mo Shangyun's test paper, which looks much better than the words on the copybook.

Outside the door, the waiting teacher, after Huoge left, looked boredly at the test papers in his hand. The scores on these test papers need to be entered by them, and then the students' deductions can be obtained.

However, after turning to three 005 full score test papers one after another, the instructor felt a little confused.

Let me go!

Is it really possible for such unrealistic things to happen? !

*

Mo Shangyun handed in the test papers before 12 o'clock, and the instructor tactfully relayed Yan Tianxing's words to her. She thought about it carefully and saw Ding Jing, who was still writing, and asked for Ding Jing's test papers.

Huo Ge is a kind-hearted person. He didn't deduct Ding Jing's score, but carefully corrected Ding Jing's test paper.

Mo Shangyun also bite the bullet and watched it again, but was a little bit dumbfounded after reading it.

Ding Jing like this scored 89 points.

The nouns should be memorized by rote, points were deducted for some mistakes, and the subjective questions were answered without loopholes.

In other words, although Ding Jing was very strenuous in class, she still memorized everything she taught and successfully dealt with the exam.

"Thank you."

Mo Shangyun returned the test paper to the teacher.

At this moment, she was already a god-level existence in the heart of the faculty member, and she was flattered by her gratitude.

Sitting up from the position, Mo Shangyun moved his wrist and walked to Ding Jing's side.

Ding Jing chooses the middle position, the left and right sides are the positions, Mo Shangyun walked to the middle of the position, leaned back against the desk, with her left hand resting on the desk, she turned her head slightly, looking down as she was writing seriously Ding Jing.

At this glance, I still feel that Ding Jing's writing has made progress, at least it can be classified as "seeable".

Mo Shangyun curled her lips and asked: "Would you like to go?"

Ding Jing took the time to answer: "I have finished writing this paragraph."

"OK."

Mo Shangyun replied casually.

She turned around and went to the aisle, randomly found a place to sit down, and then looked at Ding Jing and wrote.

Ding Jing was quite attentive when she was doing things. Even if she was stared at by Mo Shangyun, she didn't feel uncomfortable. She concentrated on imitating Mo Shangyun's handwriting and finished writing this paragraph.

"Come on!"

With the last full stop, Ding Jing let out a sigh of relief.

Putting the pen on the table with a slap, Ding Jing directly picked up the copybook in front of him and threw it to Mo Shangyun.

She asked: "How much is it like?"

Raising his hand to catch the copybook, Mo Shangyun hesitated for a few seconds and couldn't bear to hit her, so he said: "One point."

"That's okay."

Ding Jing is really not affected at all.

Mo Shangyun smiled.

"Brother, can you take care of these?" Ding Jing pointed to a stack of copybooks that hadn't been passive.

Instructor: "..." I am your instructor!

However, for Mo Shangyun's sake, he doesn't want to care about Ding Jing.

Seeing that the instructor didn't speak, Ding Jing assumed that he agreed, so he picked up the pen and put it in his trouser pocket, and left with Mo Shangyun.

When I walked out the door, Ding Jing suddenly thought of something, and then came back to his senses, and asked the teachers: "Yes, is there a supper tonight? Is there anything for us?"

From Ding Jing's every move, there is no respect for these teachers at all.

Mo Shangyun thinks it is understandable.

Because these two faculty members do look very young, if you count their age, I am afraid they are a bit younger than them.

It is also difficult for Mo Shangyun to regard them as "instructors" at all times.

The teacher picked up the stack of copybooks and answered without turning his head: "You two are late."

Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing: "..."

Glanced at each other, Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing both saw "disappointment" in each other's eyes, then shook their heads tacitly, sighed, and walked out of the classroom door.

The two instructors didn't care about them either. They told them to turn off the lights and close the door after they went back early.

——They have to work overtime to count their results.

Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing came out.

Then, he glanced at the patter of rain outside, staring at each other.

Ding Jing asked: "Run?"

Mo Shangyun said: "Run."

Although running over will get wet, it is better than walking over.

Mo Shangyun stretched out his hand and pulled down the brim of his hat to prevent the hat from flying away when he ran, and he would have to come back to pick up the hat. ——Mainly, this is not cool.

"Where are you going?" At this moment, they suddenly heard a ridicule from the car ahead, "Do you want me to recommend a place to go?"

It was a familiar female voice, but Mo Shangyun couldn't remember who it was for a while.

It was Ding Jing, frowning for the first time.

This voice...

The two followed the sound.

An off-road vehicle was parked there, but it was turned off and there was no movement, and the sight was too dark. The two noticed it at first, but they didn't notice anyone inside.

At this moment, when the people inside finished speaking, the driver's door was opened, and soon, a tall figure walked down from above.

The sound of rain hitting the raincoat is very loud and crisp.

She walked out of the darkness.

Wearing a black raincoat, you can also see the camouflage training uniform under the raincoat. The outline of the face is not clear and a little fuzzy, but at first glance, it should not look bad.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, remembering who the other party was, but...it shouldn't be here to look for her.

She glanced at Ding Jing next to her.

Then she heard Ding Jing say: "Team Jiang."