Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 428, Xinxun [08] Let him find you

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"Momo, just baked, you can taste it."

Yangui graciously handed Mo Shangyun the freshly grilled beef skewers.

Du Wuwei, who is in charge of barbecue: "..."

"Instructor Mo."

"Instructor Mo."

Someone greeted Mo Shangyun one after another.

Mo Shangyun nodded at will, and didn't correct their name.

Looking around Mo Shangyun, Yan Gui asked with some regret: "Where is the Buddha?"

"Should be with Ruan Yan." Mo Shangyun took a bite of the beef skewers, and then said to Du Wuwei, "Add some chili."

Du Wuwei: "..." Can you do anything besides being able to eat?

He filled his skewers with peppers without saying a word.

"Too much, are your hands shaking?" Ding Jing frowned in disgust.

Du Wuwei: "..." He has such a bad temper!

Finally, someone unbearably complained to Mo Shangyun, "Instructor Mo, your team has been commanding here for a long time. You don't do anything, just talk about them, can you control them?"

"Be reasonable," Mo Shangyun took another bite of the skewers, and said slowly, "For the sake of their mercy to your subordinates, you should be patient with them now."

"Is this still merciful?"

"Instructor Mo, somehow we also had the friendship of instructors and students... No matter how biased our hearts are, we can't be biased like this."

"Speaking of conscience, do you have any misunderstandings about the words ‘show mercy’?"

……

"Didn't you leave a living for the little **** and instructor Lin Mao?" Mo Shangyun smiled, and raised his eyebrows towards Yangui and the others, "Right?"

"Yes, our family Momo is right!" Yan Gui nodded hurriedly, making doglegs.

Ding Jing, who came to join in the fun next door, was amused by the theory of Mo Shangyun, "Don't say it, it's such a reason."

The only Tang poem who helped a little during the barbecue also echoed: "If instructor Mo hadn't been merciful, you would indeed lose even worse."

From the perspective of Tang poetry, this is the truth.

Mo Shangyun set off Chen Yu's horse and didn't kill everything in the action. Although it looked too much, it actually left room for many things.

But on this point, let alone the students of 907, many students of GS9 have not seen it.

As soon as the three of them agreed, Ji Shen and the others became a little irritable. They were unhappy at first, and even if they were to be said so, they felt very uncomfortable.

However, before they had an attack, there was a sudden noise in the next room, followed by a fight between the two, but someone fell to the ground within a few rounds.

Take a closer look, the fighting is Yanjinzhao and Guanjiu, but Yanjinzhao is standing, and Guanjiu is the one who fell on the ground.

"Did you see it?" Ding Jing put his elbow on Mo Shangyun's shoulder, raised his eyebrows with Ji Shen and Du Wuwei, pointing at Yan Jinzhao, and said, "Just that buddy, where we are, also Not ranked first."

Ji Shen, Du Wuwei and others: "..."

Sorry, it's in their team, fighting is the first.

This face is really nowhere to rest.

What's even more shameless is that their "not ranked first" statement used to be one of their 907 people.

This mood...It's so tangled and terrible.

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With the noise next door, soon an instructor ran out to reprimand them.

From the "reprimand" aspect, we can see the gap between the instructors on both sides.

Yi Fei’s reprimand is severe, but Ji Zhou’s reprimand is to deal with it.

The former reprimanded for five minutes, and the latter said five sentences.

A sharp contrast.

"Hahaha."

Ding Jing smiled and gloated.

However, when Ji Zhou glanced over, Ding Jing unconsciously reduced his smile.

Soon, Ding Jing found that after warning her, Ji Zhou still had his eyes on this side for a few seconds—Tsk, Tang Shi.

"What do you think?" Ding Jing patted Mo Shangyun on the shoulder.

"Are you fat?"

Mo Shangyun moved his shoulders and threw her away.

"...Go away."

Ding Jing rolled her eyes.

Mo Shangyun gave a chuckle, and continued to pass the cold meat skewers to his mouth to eat.

After a short while, Ding Jing came up again and looked at Tang Poems who started to work hard. "Don’t tell me, take a closer look. This girl is pretty good, good-looking, good-tempered, professional, even You won’t be able to command a war. Ho, this is also a treasure!"

Ding Jing said that afterwards.

"Want to marry?"

Touching her chin, Ding Jing thought about it carefully, and said: "If I were a man, I would choose from you and her, I would really choose her."

Mo Shangyun shrugged, "I choose her too."

"Cut," Ding Jing said contemptuously, "Can't I?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun glanced at her, and there was nowhere to complain.

She did not choose Ding Jing for the same reason as Ding Jing did not choose her.

They are suitable for leading soldiers to fight and live stimulating and hard life, but they are not suitable for being good wives and mothers.

Don't be a "normal person".

In terms of personality, they are never stable, there are always eager factors in their bodies, and they want to be unconcerned, so they can do everything they want without restraint.

However, whether Tang poetry, Liang Zhiqiong, or even Bai Lizhao, they are all normal people, but they are the best among "normal people."

How nice they are.

They will leave the army one day, and in this society, it is always right to have peace.

The two gave each other a knowing look, and then they broke up.

Mo Shangyun was eating and drinking in her class. Yan Gui would take the lead in keeping her a copy of any good things, so she didn't have to do anything, just eating was enough.

She ate for half an hour.

Then, seeing a lot of beer being moved out, boxes and boxes were given to them to cheer up. Well, this person, as soon as he drinks a little wine and then nods his head, his reason is easily suppressed.

Unconsciously, after drinking, eating and chatting together, the atmosphere of 907 and GS9 seems to have improved. Although they are all in the bar, they also have the meaning of communication.

Mo Shangyun drank half a bottle of beer and felt almost full. It happened that Ding Jing brought two stools, and the two sat back to back, chatting and watching the show.

I want to show my hand with a good marksmanship, so I threw the empty beer bottle up and hit it with empty bullets. In GS9, even the sniper is not brought out. Just pick two people out, and one person can Spike 907 students.

It’s not really much better than 907, but the students of GS9 love to have fun when they have nothing to do. This kind of time-killing game is usually played, and the instructor does not follow the usual routines on the training ground. Playing some novel and interesting tricks, they are very adaptable to this state and play very well. In contrast, the 907 students want to show off their skills, but they don't have any experience in this area. When they are nervous, they can perform below the standard. It is only natural to be killed by the GS9.

"Mo Shangyun."

Ji Ruonan emerged from nowhere, and walked all the way to Mo Shangyun.

"Who?"

Ding Jing, who was leaning on Mo Shangjun's back with Erlang's legs tilted, bumped his head with Mo Shangjun.

"You are Ding Jing," Ji Ruonan reached out to Ding Jing, "Good for you."

Ding Jing raised his eyelids, glanced at Ji Ruonan, then smiled, coldly did not reach out his hand.

Waiting for a few seconds, seeing that there was no response from her, Ji Ruonan took her hand back, didn't care about her, and didn't even get angry.

——Mo Shangyun has been the same for many times, and it’s not surprising that people around Mo Shangyun are so. Ji Ruonan said that he was used to it.

"Chen Yu may come to you later, do you mind if I tell you?"

Mo Shangyun turned his head and winked at Ding Jing.

Ding Jing raised her eyebrows, then stood up on her knees, clapped her hands again, and walked to her class.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the stool behind him.

Walking over, Ji Ruonan picked up the stool, placed it in front of Mo Shangyun, and sat down face to face with Mo Shangyun.

"We started the meeting in the afternoon and didn't end until dark." Ji Ruonan said, "Do you want to hear it?"

Shaking half a bottle of beer in his hand, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Pick the key points."

She is free, but not so free.

"The focus is on'communication.' The summary of the exercise is on the one hand, and on the other hand is the training of the trainees." Ji Ruonan said, "Chen Yu learned a lesson, and it was a tough one. Very caring, there is a meaning to pull down to ask for advice."

"Oh?"

Mo Shangyun smiled lightly, but looked a little interested.

Ji Ruonan said: "However, your instructor did not intend to focus on training with him. I can see that I don't really want to talk to him."

Speaking of which, Ji Ruonan don't take a deep look at Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun said frankly: "Our instructors are more protective of shortcomings."

"It can be seen." Ji Ruonan nodded with a smile, "So, just now, Chen Yu decided to go to Team Yan, planning to come for some humbly advice, but Team Yan asked him to come to you."