Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 123, the seedlings of love have not grown yet

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Mo Shangyun has a good instantaneous memory ability, but he has never seen a series of numbers that can be remembered forever after several times.

So, there is no certainty.

On the other side, there was a pause.

I heard a rustling sound, but no one was speaking.

Mo Shangyun waited for a full ten seconds, before he heard anything, he reached out to hang up the phone.

Of course, as soon as I stretched my fingers into the air, I heard a sound--

"Hello?"

The clear voice, the gender is male, probably not much older than her, and she sounds a little familiar.

In short, it's not Yan Tianxing.

"Who?" Mo Shangyun retracted his hand and asked lazily.

Because it was hands-free, Mo Shangyun didn't wait in place either. After asking casually, he turned and walked to the opposite desk.

"I am Mu Cheng, I want to find Company Captain Lang."

This time, the voice over there came quickly.

Mo Shangyun paused, and didn't remember the person for a while, so she continued to walk forward until she came to her desk. When she picked up the mug, she finally thought of this person.

It seems that when I met Yan Tianxing earlier, this was the one who was the driver.

A three-star bar, named Mu Cheng.

No wonder the voice is familiar.

"Oh, he is not here."

After some distance, Mo Shangyun responded faintly, and then took the mug to the water dispenser to collect water.

In the office, the sound of running water is very clear.

I'm not stupid over there. Hearing the sound coming and going, and then hearing the sound of receiving water, I realized that she was calling him attentively.

Mu Cheng felt that he was disrespected, and he paused for a while, and cast an unexplained look at the captain not far away.

The captain of his own does not squint, he is looking through the information of the assessed personnel.

Feeling his gaze, he didn't even give a look.

Mu Cheng sighed in his heart, and silently closed his gaze back.

The call was broadcast, and it was clearly Mo Shangyun picked it up. He pressed the speakerphone without saying a word, and then threw the phone over, not knowing...what is the unknown story behind this.

"Cough cough."

Mucheng coughed deliberately, trying to attract the attention of the person on the phone.

At this moment, Mo Shangyun was already holding the mug and returned to Lang Yan's desk unhurriedly.

When she heard the movement, she made a leisurely voice, "Isn't hanging up yet?"

"..." Mu Cheng almost choked to death by her words, took a deep breath, calmed down his irritable mood, and said, "Are you Scouting Erlian Vice-Lian Mo?"

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun seemed to be puzzled, "Lang, or me?"

Mu Cheng said: "It's the same to anyone."

"Then you say."

"The list of your second company selected for investigation has come out, and I intend to notify you."

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun responded faintly, glanced at Lang Yan's desk, pulled out a pen from the pen holder, and then dragged out a roster.

She waited for a while before hearing the voice over there, "Don't you ask?"

Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched, and his voice suddenly added a bit of coolness, "I'm waiting for you to say."

"..."

Mu Cheng was embarrassed for three seconds.

Then, holding the form, truthfully reported his name to Mo Shangyun.

He gave a name, and Mo Shangyun held the signature pen with his awkward right hand and ticked a tick behind the name.

Mo Shangyun didn't hear the sound for a long time when he reached the fourth row, so he frowned, "Nothing?"

"Nothing." Mucheng answered truthfully.

Mo Shangyun's voice is a little heavy, "How many in a row?"

"Six."

"Ten places in total?"

"Yes."

Hearing the answer, Mo Shangyun hung up the phone with a sullen face.

Mu Cheng: "..."

Damn!

Can you be a little polite!

Can you say a word before hanging up!

Mu Cheng is irritable.

However, before he had time to go wild, he noticed his captain's seemingly nonexistent eyes, and immediately suppressed his little emotions.

"Hang up."

Mu Cheng reluctantly spread his hands towards him.

Yan Tianxing retracted his sight, lowered his head and continued to look at the list, and said coldly: "I have ears."

After hesitating for a while, Mu Cheng approached him, left the phone on the table, and then hinted a little: "She seems to be angry."

"Hmm."

Yan Tianxing responded perfunctorily.

Seeing that he was so calm and unconcerned, Mu Cheng felt puzzled.

Unfortunately, he feels that the captain and the guy named Mo Shangyun have a promising future. Right now, it's not that the young sprouts of love have not yet grown out, so they are killed in the cradle, right?

"Why?" Mu Cheng turned his mind to doubts, and at the same time analyzed, "The second company at the end of the crane, four places, including her, five, no loss."

Yan Tianxing paused slightly, raised his eyes, and stared. In his bottomless eyes, a murderous aura was faintly visible.

Mu Cheng felt cold.

He felt that he was sniped by Yan Tianxing's eyes.

However, he was lucky to be alive.

So I took two steps back wisely, "Ah, Captain, Yu Qiu seems to have something to do with me, I will go there first, and call me whenever I want."

Mu Cheng disappeared at the door before the voice fell.

Yan Tianxing retracted his gaze unhurriedly, but at the moment he scanned the phone, he couldn't help but pause.

Immediately, smiling.

In the eyes of others, the second company can be regarded as a complete counterattack, but in the eyes of Mo Shangyun, there is no sense of "two companies are inferior to one company". Since both companies are from reconnaissance battalions, two Two places less than one in a row is a failure to some extent.

I don't know how she will behave.

*

Mo Shangyun hung up the phone and looked intently at the roster in his hand.

Four people.

Lin Qi, Li Liang, Gu Rong, and Xiang Yongming.

The comprehensive qualities of Lin Qi and Li Liang are both among the best. It is not surprising that Mo Shangyun was selected, but Gu Rong and Xiang Yongming...

Gu Rong's grades in Lianli are above average, but he is a solid sharpshooter with solid theoretical knowledge. He was born in the north and his family is a hunter. He has a very good understanding of survival in the wild.

The overall strength is not the strongest, but it is understandable to be selected.

For Xiang Yongming, no matter what aspect of his achievements, he is not considered outstanding. He is only ten in the company, but he is more flexible in his brain, and he will be clever in his work.

He was selected, and Mo Shangyun could help him think of ample reasons, but the idea of ​​going with him for the assessment...it was a bit uncomfortable.

The chirp is crooked, it must be very noisy.

Staring at these names and thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun put the roster back, and returned to his desk with the mug.

Even if the movement of both hands is inconvenient, at this time, they have to be given some appropriate training, first to regain their heart, and second... Take a long lesson, don't be arrogant and complacent.

Mo Shangyun quickly worked out the training plan for this afternoon by copying and pasting, and occasionally tapping on the keyboard.

Print, put the paper on Lang Yan's desk, and put it together with the roster.

Then, leave.

……

I stayed at the base for a day yesterday, unable to train and plan. Mo Shangyun watched half a day’s papers and materials, and watched half a day’s war movie. Today, I can’t stay in the office anymore, can’t train, and walk around. It's okay to go for a walk.

Yes--

As soon as she got downstairs, she saw a group of Wuyangyang people approaching.

"Mo Fulian, we are back!"

"Deputy company commander, how is your injury? Is it better?"

"Vice Company, have you had breakfast?"

……

Noisy greetings came from all directions.

Mo Shangyun's right hand and left arm were restricted, and he wanted to touch his ear, but was forcibly suppressed.

She moved her wrist, hooked her right finger, and a whistle suddenly appeared in her hand.

Everyone was silent immediately: "..."

Lang Yan who was instantly abandoned: "..." These little rascals, their hearts have completely turned towards Mo Shangyun! He has to reflect on it!

Throwing the whistle to his left hand, Mo Shangyun played with it slowly, and lazily said to them: "Come and talk about it."

"Me!"

Xiang Yongming raised his hand very positively, which was extremely conspicuous among the silent crowd.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to come.

Everyone immediately gave up a way and let Xiang Yongming walk over. Many people in the middle grabbed his collar, wrists, sleeves, and shoulders, and whispered in his ears.

"Remember, be exciting."

"Speak nicely."

"Take out your clever tongue."

Xiang Yongming was held by someone with a smile on his face, and winked at them, saying, "Everything is on me, don't worry."

Soon, he stood still in front of Mo Shangyun.

"Mo Fulian, we--"

"Ten laps."

Mo Shangyun squinted slightly, interrupting his enthusiastic speech.

"Huh?" Xiang Yongming was shocked, his smile froze.

"Why?"

"What's the matter?"

"Mo Fulian, this..."

People around me also talked about it, and I don't know why.

"Beep——"

Mo Shangyun was so cold that he blew his whistle.

The harsh sound immediately suppressed their discussion.

"You guys..." Mo Shangyun took a step back, swept them one circle, wrinkled his brows, "five circles."

Running laps, things came too fast, and it was difficult for them to react for a while.

After a while, someone said in a puzzled voice, "Mr. Mo, what, why?"

"The quota is available, six in a row, four of us," Mo Shangyun twitched the corner of her mouth, but she smiled coldly. She raised her voice slightly, and asked, "You said, should you run?"

Everyone: "..."

What do you mean?

Is it a lap to celebrate?

Or...Four are not satisfied, two in a row?

Everyone pondered, and then looked at Mo Shangyun's smiling but non-smiling expressions, their minds turned, and they were immediately stunned.

The former, it seems, nothing is possible...Ha.

"Run, run, you must run!" After a long pause, he quickly responded to Yongming, but when everyone accepted, he asked Mo Shangyun with his face, "Mr. Mo, then why should I Do you run ten laps?"

Mo Shangyun squinted at him, "I'm afraid of you."

Xiang Yongming was a little puzzled, but soon his eyes lit up and he reacted, "Meaning, am I selected?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun looked at him up and down.

Not bad.

It's really a bit of a brain warp.

Without answering him, Mo Shangyun shook his whistle, and reminded the people gathered around him, "Don't run yet?"

"Run and run!"

"Run now!"

"Let’s go now!"

……

Everyone nodded in a hurry, and they knew her bad nature better. They felt that if she stayed for a while, she would increase the number of laps, but--

Take two steps reluctantly, and they heard someone who couldn't help but stalk their neck and ask Mo Shangyun: "Then Mo Fulian, can you still listen to the story of our two days?"

In the past few days, they have become clever, but they are capable, and they feel very uncomfortable if they don't talk to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun gave them a funny look, "I'll talk about it at noon."

It means, listen.

So, a group of people happily almost jumped up, shouted collectively, and ran to the track.