Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 293, give a cigarette

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The rain was heavy and thunder roared.

Mo Shangyun stood in the rain and watched Ji Ruonan lead his A group and started to run towards the playground. It happened that the students of Group B lined up and ran from here. Two long dragons were on the playground in the dark. Meet, and then gradually gather together.

In the end, everyone's steps are neat and consistent, regardless of each other.

The night is very dark, the street lights are dim, and the lightning is thundering. It was a very sad and majestic night, but the two teams of growing dragons invisibly added lofty ambition to this night.

Watching quietly, Mo Shangyun gently curled his lips.

The rain was too heavy, and water droplets hit the brim of the hat, crackling, covering up the sound of "one, two, one" in the playground.

After a while, Mo Shangyun lazily retracted his gaze, and inadvertently glanced in Zhong Tianhao's direction.

Stand upright in the rain, standing like a green pine, motionless, looking straight ahead, her thick eyebrows tightened, not knowing what she was thinking about.

However, what is certain is that Zhong Tianhao will definitely not pursue the quarrel between these two groups of people.

The eyebrows moved slightly, and the smile on Mo Shangyun's lips deepened, and then he turned around.

The sound of the rain was so loud that Mo Shangyun left silently, so that when people recovered and wanted to look for her, she suddenly realized that she was nowhere to be seen.

Zhong Tianhao, who wanted to talk to Mo Shangyun, tilted his head and looked at where Mo Shangyun had stood before.

I felt a little upset in my heart.

As far as handling conflicts and disputes is concerned, Zhong Tianhao has not seen anything powerful about Mo Shangyun from beginning to end.

Under Ji Ruonan's order, Group A was able to admit his mistakes in the first place, but Group B was unable to do it, and the smooth tone was very similar to what Mo Shangyun taught.

A hundred times of "I'm sorry", Mo Shangyun is only responsible for giving orders, and Team B executes the orders only because of fear of her, without the authority of the instructor.

Up to now, my students are still running fine, even the group A instructors and students are running with her students, but she has disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, in Zhong Tianhao's heart, Group B is indeed a manufacturable material, and it can be used for good...

Too young and too incapable of doing things.

That is to say, I can be an instructor in this place with the recommendation of my instructor.

Otherwise, I can only be like other peers, no matter how powerful I am, I'm just a student.

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When Group B was about to finish, Zhong Tianhao left.

Since Mo Shangyun is not there, Group B can disband after 20 laps, and the penalty for Group A has been set.

There is no need to continue to observe.

At 12 o'clock, there is still 10 points.

All the trainees finished running, Ji Ruonan and the trainees of Group A who accompany the run, after a short break, went back one after another.

It was said that it was a three-hour penalty to stand, and now that three hours have passed, Ji Ruonan did not let them continue to toss, and directly led them back to the dormitory for ideological education.

"Where is the Mo instructor?"

"Yes, where is she?"

The students of Group B who are lying or sitting or standing around the playground gradually realize that something is wrong after a break.

"Leaving early." You Nianyu frowned and returned to them coldly.

She watched Mo Shangyun go with her own eyes.

Without a word, without a word, just left in such a cool manner.

After that, she never came back.

"Leave?" Liang Zhiqiong immediately jumped from the ground, "We haven't finished running, how can she go?"

You Nianyu glanced at her, but did not speak.

She didn't know exactly where Liang Zhiqiong came from.

After all, Mo Shangyun's behavior of leaving them behind is not incomprehensible at all. Similar things have happened more than once or twice.

"She just left, does it prove that we can go back?"

"Who knows. When she punishes us, she always speaks very clearly."

"Don't rush back, wait a minute, in case we go back and run into her in the dormitory building, maybe she will catch the pigtail again."

……

As the students of Group B were expressing their opinions one after another, they were surprised by a sudden "beep" whistle.

Hearing this whistle, they almost subconsciously stood up from the ground, and then gathered together to form a line to integrate.

The first row faces the direction of the whistle.

The whistle was not far away, but it was blocked by the rain screen, and the surrounding vision was too dark. After they lined up, they saw the figure coming out of the dark place in the rain.

Mo Shangyun changed into a clean training uniform. She wore a black raincoat outside, which concealed her figure strictly. Even the army boots under her feet were replaced with a pair of black knee-length. Rain boots.

This posture, combined with the black body, made people tremble all over.

A chill came suddenly from behind.

Mo Shangyun approached slowly.

They gradually saw the appearance of Mo Shangyun, the delicate and beautiful face, but the size of a palm, but hidden under the training hat and rain hat, adding a mysterious atmosphere.

Someone noticed her hand, playing with a commonly used whistle in his left hand, and holding a loudspeaker in his right.

Of course, those slender fingers are now wearing a pair of leather gloves.

Some rain hit her leather gloves, raincoat, and her rain boots, but it didn't wet an inch of her body.

Getting closer, Mo Shangyun stopped two meters away from the first row.

Raising his right hand slowly, Mo Shangyun handed the horn to his lips. The big horn covered most of her face, and the cool voice spread out along the horn.

"Congratulations, it's all here, I didn't let me grab any more handles."

"..."

The group B students were shocked.

Fortunately, someone suggested that they stay here, otherwise they would be forcibly accused of "deserting".

They were silent, waiting for Mo Shangyun to speak again.

"300!"

Mo Shangyun raised his voice and shouted.

"To!"

Suddenly being named, Tang Shi immediately responded nervously.

"Tell me, on the first day of your training camp, what did I say about the private trouble with Group A?" Mo Shangyun said coldly, every word, every word accompanied by the sound of rain. It fell down with invisible majesty and pressure.

Everyone was in awe.

Tang Shi bit his lip and hesitated before repliing loudly, "You said, once there is a conflict with Group A, you will only settle the account with us! You let us calmly wait for you to appear and find you to solve the problem!" /

"What about now?" Mo Shangyun asked quickly.

Through the horn, they can see Mo Shangyun's eyes.

It's black, depressed, and gloomy. The bright light flickers deep in the eyes, but it doesn't have any temperature, it's cold and biting. Even if they just look at it, they feel chilly and at a loss.

"Report, we were impulsive, and we admitted our mistakes!" Tang Shi shouted.

At the next moment, all the students in Group B will shout along with the Tang poetry——

"Report, we admit the error!"

Mo Shangyun squinted slightly.

After that, he said in a deep voice: "Those who are picking things, take a step forward."

In the line, there was a moment of silence.

However, Mo Shangyun did not wait long either.

Shen Qianqian came forward first, followed by Liang Zhiqiong, Jiang Tingzhi, and Lou Lantian. Subsequently, more and more people came forward, one after another.

Gradually, more and more, more and more accelerating.

They were silent and hesitant, but when they took the step forward, they never hesitated, they were firm and strong.

Until the last moment, all the remaining people stepped forward together after ideological struggle.

Forty people lined up. After a step forward, no one was left behind.

All lined up, neat and tidy, as before, with no change in the slightest.

In this, there are clearly a group of people who are still training on the training ground when the team members are arguing, and there is no chance to participate at all. However, there are also some people who haven't even said a word.

So many people all stood up, as if colluding against Mo Shangyun.

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence for a moment.

The rain is still crackling, the thunder is quiet, they stand quietly, and even the breathing is hidden, standing like wooden stakes.

However, every pair of eyes is unwavering.

They looked at Mo Shangyun, showing their determination at the moment with the most determined expressions.

The gaze swept across each of their faces, and Mo Shangyun lowered the horn.

"Okay, 3 points will be deducted for each person. Before noon tomorrow, 3000 words will be reviewed. 300 will be handed over to me. If there is not enough words, 2 points will be deducted."

Mo Shangyun's voice is not too loud, but it is very penetrating.

Every word fell heavily, penetrating the noisy rain, and falling into their ears.

"Report!"

Tang Shi bit his lip and shouted.

Looking at her lightly, Mo Shangyun opened his mouth and uttered two words, "Disband."

With one sentence of dissolution, without giving Tang Shi any chance to speak, Mo Shangyun just turned around and left.

In the rain curtain, Mo Shangyun drifted away, her black raincoat draped over her body, so that others could not even see her figure.

The line was quiet, no one made a sound, but an inexplicable emotion swept through everyone's chest, and they watched Mo Shangyun leave.

Many people have a sense of eagerness in their expressions.

Just leave?

Having been waiting for Mo Shangyun to disappear into view, the voice of doubt came from the line--

"Instructor Mo, are you angry?"

"..."

No one answered this question aloud.

Also, no one can answer this question.

Angry?

In their memory, when Mo Shangyun was angry, she always showed it clearly. The more upset she was, the more she would target them, and she would never leave easily.

But just now, the Mo Shangyun they saw was extremely indifferent. They could hardly see any anger or disappointment, and even the initial coldness had faded a lot.

However, Mo Shangyun fined them three points, which is a real fact. Coupled with a 3,000-word review, it is indeed not a small punishment.

Compared to Group A, they were fined too hard.

"Disbanded, let's go back to the fight."

For a long time, someone cleared his throat and yelled at them.

So, the line gradually dispersed, each going back.

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Mo Shangyun returned to the Su Office Building.

The lights in all the rooms are off, there is no light in the corridor, and even the voice-activated lights in the stairwell are dimmed.

Mo Shangyun did not hold a flashlight, but with the help of the street light outside the building, he could see all the conditions of the building.

She came to the corridor on the first floor.

As soon as I approached the stairs, I saw Peng Yuqiu standing on three steps.

The light is dim, and Peng Yuqiu leaned against the railing diagonally, with his elbow on it, holding the previously used telescope in his hand, playing with it, throwing it one after another, playing very neatly.

Mo Shangyun stopped, raised his eyes lightly, and looked at Peng Yuqiu a few times.

"How did you punish them?" Peng Yuqiu raised his eyebrows and went straight to the subject.

Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Three points are deducted, three thousand words review."

"All?" Peng Yuqiu's hand stopped, and he asked in surprise.

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun responded faintly.

After Peng Yuqiu had a meal, she suddenly remembered the scene when everyone was taking a step forward when she was peeping through the telescope.

One after another, one after another, the scene is so spectacular.

Peng Yu Qiuyin understands something.

Everyone who made no mistakes stood up, obviously not honest enough.

They talk about loyalty, unity, and one mind, which is indeed a good thing, but friendship makes them forget the fundamentals and bear the vain crimes.

To achieve this level, it may be because of being infected by Group A, or it may be that the law is not responsible for the public, and it may even be that after this month, there is indeed a deep bond.

However, such behavior is ultimately wrong.

The spirit is commendable, but the practice is not advisable.

Presumably Mo Shangyun is also entangled.

On the one hand, the punishment was so heavy because she didn't appreciate this practice; on the other hand, it didn't get to the bottom because their spirit deserved recognition.

After thinking about it, Peng Yuqiu expressed comfort and persuaded: "They quarreled with Group A, and they also meant to defend you."

Mo Shangyun smiled, "I want to defend you and kick Liang Zhiqiong out. Would you like it?"

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

Although it is clear that this is not the same thing, Mo Shangyun's metaphor is a bit too much, but Peng Yuqiu can't fault it for a while, just feels speechless.

"We will assemble urgently in two hours," Peng Yuqiu said pretendingly, "Or, you should go to sleep."

Mo Shangyun reduced his smile, but glanced at him coldly.

"Give me a cigarette." Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows as he looked at him coldly.

"..." Peng Yuqiu was taken aback, and quickly shook his head, "I don't have one."

"Huh?" Mo Shangyun squinted, his eyes flickering.

"..."

For no reason, Peng Yuqiu sounded the footsteps he heard during the peeping earlier, and only felt the cold wind behind him.

After a stalemate for three seconds, Peng Yuqiu reluctantly compromised, "Go on, here you are."

Hanging the telescope around his neck, Peng Yuqiu slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He doesn't smoke very often and is not addicted to cigarettes, but he still comes in occasionally.

I'm so immortal, I was discovered by Mo Shangyun.

"Will you smoke?"

Throwing the cigarette in his hand to Mo Shangyun, Peng Yuqiu asked without trust.

People like Mo Shangyun, even though they are full of gangsterism and scorn, have a bottom line in their behavior and work, and they have a good education at first glance.

Of course, it doesn't seem to be compatible with tobacco and alcohol.

Mo Shangyun raised his hand and took the pack of cigarettes from the air. When he moved his hand, a cigarette popped out.

"Lighter."

"..."

Peng Yuqiu reluctantly took out the lighter.

Mo Shangyun reached for it.

Peng Yuqiu was a little dumbfounded when he watched Mo Shangyun dangle the cigarette in a familiar manner, lit it, and then threw the lighter back with the cigarette.

This scene...

Peng Yuqiu suddenly rang out his captain-Yan Tianxing.

If Yan Ye knew that he gave Mo Shangyun a cigarette, I'm afraid it would break his leg.

Peng Yuqiu's unstoppable guilty conscience.

Mo Shangyun leaned against the wall on the other side of the stairs, holding a cigarette between two fingers, and wearing black leather gloves on his hands. In the dark, his fingers became longer and longer. Occasionally, the movement of the finger flicking the soot is so elegant, and even unique.

Smoke curled up, hazy her black eyes.

The light is too dark, and Mo Shangyun is wearing a black suit, and his entire face is shrouded in shadows. Peng Yuqiu has become increasingly unable to see the expression of Mo Shangyun's face.

In other words, I can't understand this person more and more.

Peng Yuqiu watched for a while and lit a cigarette for herself.

"Where did you learn it?" Peng Yuqiu had nothing to say.

Mo Shangjun asked suddenly, "Do you really have a girlfriend?"

"..." Peng Yuqiu was choked by her, and finally nodded affirmatively, "I really did."

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded lazily.

Peng Yuqiu paused for a while, and then reacted--it was so distracted by Mo Shangyun.

After a while, Peng Yuqiu still did not give up, and asked again: "Where did you learn it?"

If it’s the first time I see Mo Shangyun, I’ll be familiar with it--

She must be regarded as an old smoker.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids, and when the smoke was hazy, he gave him a faint glance.

The next moment, she stretched out her finger and pinched the cigarette.

With a flick of my finger, half of the cigarette was thrown into the trash can not far away.

Where did you learn it?

Taught by a bunch of old smokers.

In this army, especially the male soldiers, there are very few who don't smoke.

"Go away."

Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, turned to one side, and walked straight upstairs.

"Wait."

Peng Yuqiu called to her.

After that, I took a few glances at her and asked curiously: "How can I wrap myself so tightly?"

After a short pause, Mo Shangyun shook him with a cold eye.

"Ask your captain to go."

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When there are many words in a chapter——

1. Damn, the author grabs the money, why is it so expensive?

2, this is the most expensive novel I have ever read!

3. Why another chapter?

When there are few words in a chapter--

1. I don’t know if I can stick to it.

2, so little, looks boring.

When there are few words and many chapters——

1. Hope it will be updated.

2. There are not as many four chapters as others.

Look, no matter what, some people are dissatisfied.

On August 18, the bottle came to Xiaoxiang for three years and graduated. Maybe I need to change my mentality.

I will explain one last time: Everyone likes money, and more updates make more money. I am very short of money and understand this principle, but I don't update it much. I insist that quality is more important than word count, and mentality and passion for writing are more important than money. I will write as much as I can in the future, because I am really short of money. If one day, the quality of the essay is not as good as you think, I hope you have complained about the few words, and the parting words will not be too hurtful.

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