Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 144. Xueshen [End] Fight together [four more]

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Mo Shangyun scanned the four test papers in his hand slowly while the two instructors were invigorating the exam one after the other.

Three of them are in-class tests, and they are all completed within half an hour, and the fourth one should be a test in this subject, with a time limit of 90 minutes.

This subject does not require calculation or brain use. According to Ding Jing, it is rote memorization.

All knowledge is in his head and can be mobilized at any time. Just like yesterday's field survival test, Mo Shangyun only needs to fill in the answers.

So the two instructors who were "invigorating the exam" next to each other once again saw what it means to "remember the answer".

Fill in the answer without pausing, the hand still stays on the previous answer, and the attention has shifted to the next question.

Mo Shangyun didn't fill in the answer stroke by stroke, and her handwriting was a bit scribbled, but even if her words were scribbled, she was better-looking than Ding Jing's strokes, and the recognizability was also high, so there was no need to worry about curling.

For the next hour, the two faculty members almost watched Mo Shangyun writing test papers non-stop. From surprise to dumbfounded at first, they became numb due to the long-term shock, as if it had changed naturally.

The two faculty members were separated by a certain distance, but they communicated with each other by sight-even if Mo Shangyun was not qualified, they still had to worship the tyrant.

"It's done."

Just after ten o'clock, Mo Shangyun finally stopped writing.

And, the teachers who had become dissociated from a nervous state, after hearing Mo Shangyun's voice, they paused for two seconds before regaining their senses.

The two walked straight towards Mo Shangyun.

An instructor asked with some worry: "Don't you check it?"

Mo Shangyun has been writing, isn't he afraid of misreading the topic?

Handing them the test paper, Mo Shangyun smiled, "No need."

I have to admit that when she laughed, she was really good-looking, and even the resentment of working overtime here waiting for the two of them for hours disappeared.

"Next class." Mo Shangyun said.

So the instructor handed her the notebook again.

When turning on the laptop, Mo Shangyun suddenly thought of something and asked: "Can I stay here a little longer?"

In fact, during the assessment period, there is still plenty of time for students at this stage. It’s just that the training during the day is too tiring, and the class is highly stressed in the evening, so the arrangements for the day are arranged and sleep with a pillow at night. The next day Was awakened at five o'clock and felt that I was not sleeping enough.

But Mo Shangyun's body has become accustomed to this state and can take a little rest at night.

The two instructors looked at each other in surprise.

I have seen people who want to rest early because they are too tired from studying, but I have never seen anyone who wants to work overtime to study.

They really can’t understand this way of thinking...

"If you can, that will do."

One of the instructors gave their answer.

Actually, the above did not approve Mo Shangyun to stay in the classroom and work overtime to study, but if Mo Shangyun can study, they can continue to accompany him here.

On this matter, there will definitely be no comments on it.

"OK."

Mo Shangyun nodded at them.

Then, open the PPT of the next course and continue reading.

*

At half past ten, Yan Tianxing drove the car and arrived nearby.

The weather was gloomy, but it didn't rain. Yan Tianxing parked the car outside, picked up the stack of copybooks on the co-pilot, and walked into the building.

He first went to the classroom where Mo Shangyun was, and the two teachers stood guard one after another. When they saw him, they wanted to say hello, but he stopped them.

He stood outside the back door and glanced into the classroom.

Mo Shangyun sits alone, pulling in a leisurely manner. Even in a real classroom, Mo Shangyun doesn’t look like a good student. He looks like sitting in the back row. Erlang's legs, chewing gum thinking, looking up at the window thinking about how to skip class students.

She is in that state, staring at the laptop screen, and clicking on the mouse with her finger from time to time, she seems to be in a state of browsing entertainment web pages when she is bored.

But, just seeing her messy hair, Yan Tianxing couldn't help but hook her lips.

He retracted his gaze and motioned to the person standing at the door to continue watching, and he went to the classroom next door.

When he passed by, he was almost handing in the papers, so after waiting for two minutes, he greeted Huo Ge and took Ding Jing out.

The students who were still in the classroom, saw Yan Tianxing come to Mo Shangyun, and never saw him come to Ding Jing. They couldn't help but look a little bit surprised.

"Instructor Yan."

Walking out the door, Ding Jing called out.

As a person with decent observation ability, Ding Jing had an ominous premonition when he noticed the pile of copybooks in Yan Tianxing's hand.

Yan Tianxing directly handed all the copybooks to Ding Jing, "Team Jiang gave you one copy a week."

Looking at the stack of copybooks for three seconds without words, Ding Jing asked quickly, "What if you are eliminated if you can't finish writing?"

Yan Tianxing lifted his eyelids and said directly: "Then it should be a farewell gift."

"Troubled." Ding Jing answered silently, paused, and then said, "If--"

"Points deducted."

Before Ding Jing finished speaking, Yan Tianxing gave an accurate answer.

"..."

Ding Jing, who swallowed the words "not finished", twitched the corners of her mouth severely.

What is special, does this instructor Yan have mind-reading skills?

"Come here."

Yan Tianxing said two words and walked directly to the classroom next door.

Ding Jing, who was completely stuck in the copybook, followed with an exceptional headache.

How about writing instructors and instructors these days? !

Serve.

Capital service.

She doesn't want to develop into "Moral, Intellectual, Physical, Art and Craft·Mo Shangyun"!

She is such a capable person, can't she be a little flawed? !

When arriving at the front door, Ding Jing seemed to accept this reality, and when he stopped, he opened his mouth and asked: "Do you have pens?"

Yan Tianxing stood at the door and glanced at her sideways, with a chill in his eyes.

No answer to her.

On the contrary, the teacher standing outside the door replied a little embarrassingly: "Just take care of..."

The last word ‘Lah’ is because Yan Tianxing squeezed it out abruptly after taking a look at this side.

The instructor feels guilty, no, they can't even afford a pen?

"We are in a tight budget, and we will deduct it from here tonight," Yan Tianxing said solemnly, "Let Jiang team buy it tomorrow."

When Yan Tianxing speaks seriously, he always feels convincing for the first time.

So, even if what you say from his mouth is unreliable, you will subconsciously feel...maybe it is true?

Ding Jing was a little confused.

The faculty next to him is also a little confused.

"Ahem..."

There was a cough in the classroom.

The three pairs of eyes in front scanned the past and found that it was Mo Shangyun who was making the sound.

Mo Shangyun was laughing, smiling very brightly, but did not laugh out loud.

The corners of her lips couldn't stop rising, she looked at the door and joked: "Would you like to save some electricity bills?"

"We are not short on electricity bills." Yan Tianxing said without changing his face, then looked at Ding Jing and continued, "She is practicing calligraphy here."

Mo Shangyun asked in surprise: "So humane?"

Yan Tianxing said sternly: "Without funding, it can only be a little more humane."

Mo Shangyun almost laughed again.

Fortunately, there were two instructors, Mo Shangyun forcibly held it back.

After adjusting his mood, Mo Shangyun said to the instructor behind him: "I want a test paper."

"So fast?"

The teacher was stunned.

How long is it now, and have the exam papers again? !

After swallowing, the instructor asked again: "A full set?"

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun gave an affirmative answer.

For her, many courses are pure review, not learning new content.

Especially the courses taught by Huo Ge, she used to take the most lessons. If you take the test directly, there is no problem with more than 90 points. Now looking at the courseware again, she can guarantee a 99% correct rate. .

Of course, this is only on the premise that GS9's teaching content is all basic knowledge.

They are not a military academy, and they won’t let you learn all of them. Most of them are just a preliminary understanding. In short, they are miscellaneous. You need to understand everything, but you don’t need to be proficient.

Mo Shangyun used to go around in class, and he didn't have the idea of ​​proficiency. At most, he had a preliminary understanding of the profession.

Furthermore, it is totally unrealistic to learn all the skills.

It takes a lot of hard work to learn the fine arts. Some people study one for a lifetime and dare not say that they have learned fine arts.

There are so many services and arms in the army, and the same is true.

The existence of "special" proves that more needs to be paid.

"...Okay."

The instructor nodded, feeling that he was used to the shock.

He soon went to the second floor to get the test paper.

Ding Jing also hugged a bunch of copybooks, walked in from the outside very sadly, and found a place near Mo Shangyun to sit down.

Yan Tianxing looked at the door for a while, then turned and left.

When I left, I told the teachers at the door that they must be allowed to go back until zero at the latest.

The teacher quickly agreed.