Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 112, Yan Le Ba Hao’s Hua Gu Duo [36 more]

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"Girl Mo, why are you here?"

An energetic question from a middle-aged man came from the door.

Hearing the sound very familiar, Mo Shangyun turned around and looked towards the door.

The one standing outside is impressively Wu Jiu.

Wearing army uniforms, two bars and four stars on his shoulders, a face with a bluffing Chinese character, full of mighty and righteousness, full of leadership.

But when he saw Mo Shangyun, his seriousness faded a bit, replaced by kindness and surprise, but it was not too obvious.

"Uncle Wu?"

Stunned for a moment, Mo Shangyun greeted him.

At this time, after seeing the people standing outside, the instructor snapped to his feet and raised his hand to salute the person outside the door.

"Good head!"

The instructor shouted roundly.

At the same time, he glanced at Mo Shangyun from the corner of his eye in horror.

Uncle?

Call a leader with two bars and four stars as "uncle", and he looks very familiar.

What is the origin of the transferred military training instructor?

"It's alright," Wu Jiu walked in, waved his hand to the instructor, and then took a look at Mo Shangyun, "Aren't you supposed to be in the reconnaissance camp now? Why are you here?"

Mo Shangyun, who was still hesitating whether to salute him, raised his hand and touched his nose, "A cameo, a military instructor."

"You?" Wu Jiu did not conceal his surprise at all, and carefully scanned Mo Shangyun around, "With military training?"

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun nodded calmly.

"Or take their school's military training?" Wu Jiubai glanced at the instructor behind him deeply.

Somehow, when his eyes were swept away, the instructor suddenly felt that he was worthless.

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun continued to nod.

Frowning tightly, Wu Jiu reluctantly shook his head and said: "Even if you don't want to lead the special forces, you won't run here?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun touched his nose.

She can be sure that Wu Jiu definitely listened to the conversation she had just with the instructor, otherwise she wouldn't be so deliberate.

Special Forces?

Also... with, soldiers? !

The instructor quickly glanced at the two of them, then bowed his head quickly.

I'll go!

Why is there no news about this kind of thing?

"What are you?"

To prevent the atmosphere from continuing to embarrassment, Mo Shangyun changed the subject appropriately.

Wu Jiu said: "Now I want to get a scientific research project, I'll come and choose a few people."

"You?"

Mo Shangyun looked at him thoughtfully.

Wu Jiu smiled and said: "Are you looking down on me?"

"For scientific research...it's kind of a bit." Mo Shangyun was very sincere.

"Haha," Wu Jiu laughed, raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and then said, "Don't worry, I have dug a powerful character... By the way, would you like to meet?"

"Not interested."

Mo Shangyun answered decisively.

"Knocking. Knocking. Knocking."

Wu Jiu wanted to say something, but the door outside knocked again.

"The chief is good!" A young voice floated outside, followed the person in, and said to Wu Jiu, "I have found everything you want."

"Okay." Wu Jiu nodded, then looked at Mo Shangyun, "Are you going to see it?"

Mo Shangyun shrugged, just about to refuse, he heard the young voice——

"Mo Xuemei?"

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Why did you know each other again?

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes to the talking young man.

At the age of twenty-four or five, he is tall and thin, and he is estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall. He is of a decent body and looks handsome and handsome. He is a more seductive type.

However, Mo Shangyun thought about it for a moment, and there was no such thing in his memory.

Not to mention remembering his name.

"You know?" Wu Jiu asked.

"Yes." The young man nodded, glanced at Mo Shangyun with a smile, and replied uprightly, "Mei Xuemei and I were alumni of the same school and participated in a club."

"..."

Mo Shangyun listened quietly, without any indication.

No matter what he said, she didn't know him anyway.

"Oh, that's it." Wu Jiu nodded, "I remember which class teacher you are?"

"Yes, I am the head teacher of this session of instrument science and technology." The young man said.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

Oh, what a coincidence!

"Introduce," the neglected instructor stood up at the right time, pointed at Mo Shangyun, and said, "Time, your school girl, just to take the military training of your class."

Time item?

Knowledge?

Mo Shangyun's brows twitched slightly.

"Really?" Shi Xiang was a little surprised, and smiled at Mo Shangyun, "Instructor Mo, then I will work hard for you."

"She wants information about the students in your class..." the instructor said again.

"Yes, then give it to her."

Shi Xiang nodded without hesitation, and agreed very readily.

Instructor: "..."

What's the matter? !

Although Shi Xiang has just been transferred, he hasn't been so perfunctory in his previous work!

"Thanks." Mo Shangyun nodded and thanked him.

Shi Xiang looked at her with a smile, said it was okay, and then left with Wu Jiu.

Mo Shangyun and the instructor watched them leave.

After the two disappeared at the door, the instructor withdrew his gaze, and then looked at Mo Shangyun's eyes, with a faint smell of depression.

This time the school invited not a military instructor, but a young ancestor.

Two minutes later, the instructor asked Mo Shangyun to sit at his desk and browse the materials of the instrumental science and technology students with his office computer.

The instructor was still thinking about what to do if Mo Shangyun wanted to print the manuscript, and what justified reason he should rebuff, but he was very nervous for half an hour, and Mo Shangyun didn't even mention this.

She also only looked at the student information on the computer.

Then, I asked for a copy of their roster.

"That's right."

Taking the roster, Mo Shangyun got up and just wanted to leave, but stopped again.

The instructor's eyes widened, and he felt his heart suddenly lifted again.

"Do you need me to write a review for the riots caused in the morning?" Mo Shangyun asked directly, raising his eyebrows.

"No, no."

Seeing that Mo Shangyun asked so readily, the instructor immediately shook his head.

This posture... he really didn't know if he had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, or a threat of plausibility.

"That line." Mo Shangyun nodded.

No need to write, just right.

I thought their department would hold onto this matter and give her an ideological education course.

*

At 11:30.

Mo Shangyun returned to the training ground.

At first glance, the military training basically went smoothly. In one morning, standing in the military posture, standing upright, straddling, and reporting the numbers, they all practiced in a good manner.

Mo Shangyun, who disappeared for more than an hour and reappeared here, undoubtedly attracted the attention of many instructors and freshmen in the third camp.

Of course, Mo Shangyun had long been accustomed to it, and walked to the third row of the field without squinting.

Very good.

——All the people in the three rows are resting, including the two monitors.

When I saw Mo Shangyun's figure, I didn't know who took the lead and shouted, and then all stood up from the ground, a big splash.

Standing at the side, Chu Feiyin also saw Mo Shangyun smoothly. She was not too panicked, but after Mo Shangyun approached, she explained: "Instructor Mo, they just took a rest."

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun took the conversation plainly.

Huh?

Mean, the story is turned around?

"How long have you rested?" Mo Shangyun glanced at the sweaty newborn.

"Five minutes."

Looking down at his watch, Chu Feiyin replied.

"Yes." Mo Shangyun nodded slightly, and then walked towards the group of undecent new students who had been abused by a military posture.

Everyone now looks at her a little bit cautious and fearful.

They are so tired that they can't care about Mo Shangyun. They always think about rest, rest, and rest.

Provocative and rebellious, let's talk about it when they rest well!

"Assemble!"

Mo Shangyun said the two words they least want to hear at the moment.

A group of stunned cabbage leaves gathered in the center weakly.

"Stand-upright, take a break!"

"Stand up!"

Two passwords made them reluctantly cheered up.

"Stand for another ten minutes." Mo Shangyun said.

A group of devastated flowers of the motherland, screamed out a word with all their strength--

"Yes!"

Ten minutes!

Compared with half an hour, it's still worth it!

They can only comfort themselves in this way.

Mo Shangyun took the wicker from Chu Feiyin and continued to wander in the line.

Not bad.

After two hours of pulling out the army, these freshmen standing are a bit interesting. They are no longer crooked, and there are no strange and irregular movements. Although there are still some minor problems, it is generally still Can be considered satisfactory.

For these ten minutes, seeing the three rows of freshmen who have made it to the end, they feel extremely anxious. They only hate that every second is too slow to end in a blink of an eye.

Ten minutes, over.

Mo Shangyun stood in front of the line, glanced at his watch, and gently curled his lower lip.