"I haven't seen you for two years, and you are getting cuter and cuter." The smile on Song Xiuliang's face deepened, and he said happily, "Is this the first thing a normal person says when they meet?"
"roll."
Mo Shangjun glanced over with a cold look, full of murderous intent.
"Look, I haven't explained my purpose of coming yet." Song Xiuhao said in a good temper, "Maybe I'm just here to say hello to you as an old friend."
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mo Shangyun asked with a sneer: "Otherwise, in what capacity do you want to say hello?"
"can also be……"
Song Xiuliang spoke very slowly.
As a result, Mo Shangyun had enough time to threaten him.
Her expression was cold and forbidding, and there was an unavoidable danger in her dark eyes. Her murderous intent was like a torrent overwhelmingly hitting Song Xiuliang in the face, and an invisible aura enveloped Song Xiuliang.
Even though she didn't have any lethal weapons in her hands, Song Xiuliang was convinced that she had many ways to kill him in a short period of time.
In other words, it can shut him up.
Therefore, Song Xiuliang also stopped talking at the right time.
Mo Shangjun, who seems to be just like a normal person, will still become as terrifying as in her memory whenever she mentions the things she tried so hard to erase.
I have tried to communicate with Mo Shangyun many times, but basically if I dig deeper, Mo Shangyun's emotions will become uncontrollable - so during that time, it was common for him to be beaten until his skin was bruised and swollen.
What makes Song Xiuliang regretful is that even after all this time, Mo Shangyun doesn't seem to be getting better.
"I just came to see you." Song Xiuliang smiled at her, and then said in a deep voice, "If you need anything, you can come to me at any time."
Mo Shangjun withdrew his gaze, ignored his words, and turned towards the training ground.
at the same time--
not far away.
Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng stood under the tree, watching the situation here intently.
I originally came here to see Yan Hanyu leading the troops, but I accidentally ran into such a scene.
"Isn't that the psychiatrist Yan Ye brought over?" Mu Cheng asked in disbelief.
"Um."
"what's the situation?"
"have no idea."
"Mo Mo looks like he knows him."
Peng Yuqiu said indifferently: "I can see it."
Mu Cheng curled his lips.
After a while, Mucheng couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you find a chance to ask?"
"Who's going?" Peng Yuqiu raised his eyebrows.
"You..." Mu Cheng said hesitantly, and then under Peng Yuqiu's warning eyes, he changed his question and asked, "Me?"
"Okay." Peng Yuqiu nodded in agreement.
Mucheng: "..."
*
At eight o'clock sharp, training started on time.
All students gather at the training ground.
However, what they faced today was an unfamiliar face.
The sky was overcast, the wind was howling, and the atmosphere was solemn.
The new instructor stood at the front of the queue and caught everyone's attention the moment he appeared.
That is a man with a presence that cannot be ignored.
Young but calm, with an aura that belies his age, an enviable strong figure, and wearing the same camouflage military uniform as other instructors, he looks the same, but if the soldiers led by Yan Tianxing are somewhat different from others,
If he has different evil spirits, then he is a soldier who grew up under the red flag in the most orthodox way.
The vessel is majestic and majestic, standing between heaven and earth like a copper wall and an iron wall, standing everywhere to protect a territory.
In particular, he has a face that belongs to a soldier, upright and upright.
It has the resolute flavor of an iron-blooded soldier from the inside out.
Among the group of instructors who had their own unique personalities, he, who fit the image of a soldier so well, actually seemed even more unusual.
Many cowardly students swallowed unconsciously the moment they saw him.
Yan Hanyu.
A man who grew up in a military family, he has all the characteristics a soldier should have.
He stood in front of the queue, raised his eyes and glanced around. His sight seemed to invisibly stir up a gust of cold wind, roaring towards everyone, causing his face to hurt.
Mo Shangyun, standing in the crowd, could feel the extremely enthusiastic Yan Gui in the queue next door from a long distance away.
Yan Gui glanced uncontrollably in the direction of Mo Shangyun, his posture was saying——
【Momo! Look! My brother!】
Mo Shangyun didn't squint his eyes and didn't pay attention to him.
Yan Gui is always so enthusiastic.
As a contradiction between two extreme lovers, Yan Gui has longed for a man like Yan Hanyu since he was a child, but his goddess is Cen Jun, who loves freedom and freedom.
It is said that he hesitated for a long time when choosing a military school.
Later, when he learned that Mo Shangjun applied for a military academy, he chose the military academy without hesitation.
He has always wanted to come to GS9 because Yan Hanyu is in GS9.
You can see how enthusiastic he is.
However, Yan Hanyu's eyes never stopped on him. He glanced at Mo Shangyun accurately and then froze.
Being stared at by him, even a being like Mo Shangyun couldn't help but feel his scalp tighten.
If it can be said that in the military compound, Mo Shangjun is the well-deserved king of children, and even Mo Shangyun's brother, Mo Shangshuang, will not be easily provoked, then... Yan Hanyu is more powerful than her, the king of children.
.
It's not about Yan Hanyu's methods of doing things, fighting ability, etc., but his own existence that can suppress all riots.
Mo Shangyun has been fearless since he was a child, and he can act according to his mood in front of everyone. But when he is in front of him, he can often feel the control of the force of the army, the kind of era that has been accumulated and passed down for many years.
The power made Mo Shangyun have to bow his head slightly.
Crap.
Mo Shangyun thought so.
It happened that at this juncture, she encountered the character she was least good at dealing with.
"Mo Shangjun."
Sure enough, Yan Hanyu called her name.
"arrive!"
Mo Shangjun straightened his body and shouted crisply.
Yan Hanyu said: "Get out of the queue!"
"yes!"
In response, Mo Shangyun walked out of the queue.
In the crowd, many students blinked excitedly and stared at Mo Shangyun in a "watching a good show" attitude, thinking that after a whole night of psychological torture, Mo Shangyun would finally be punished!
It’s simply a celebration!
Yan Xiaogui stood in the queue feeling gloomy. If he had known that he would have followed Mo Mo yesterday, otherwise he would have benefited from it, and at least he could have made his brother look at him differently.
Yan Xiaogui was so depressed that she wanted to choke.
"All events today will be based on your performance." Yan Hanyu looked at Mo Shangyun steadily, his tone was steady and without any fluctuation, "Rest if you meet the standard, run laps if you don't meet the standard."
Everyone: "..."
Did they hear something wrong?
Mo Shangyun: "..."
It’s so amazing.
She was still thinking about what kind of punishment Yan Hanyu would have, but she didn't mention anything about yesterday's incident. With just one or two words, she was easily pushed to the forefront.
Moreover, based on her understanding of Yan Hanyu, Yan Hanyu definitely did not want to use any tricks, but really wanted to use her results as a standard.
But others don't think so.
This seemed to be the instructor's "punishment" for what Mo Shangyun did yesterday.
After all, it is very difficult for Mo Shangyun to master the "standard" size. If he performs too well, he will easily offend the students, if he performs poorly, he will offend the instructor... He will directly fall into a dilemma.
not to mention!
——Why should she be used as the assessment standard?!
——Based on the results of female students, where is the face of male students?!
Although there are a few people who know Mo Shangyun well, they know that for Mo Shangyun, this is completely a game in which she can play however she wants and tease the students however she wants.
However, most people still paid their enthusiastic gazes to Mo Shangyun.
Those standing at the front of the formation suddenly felt the murderous aura coming from behind.
Tsk.
Mo Shangyun frowned in frustration.
At this time, Yan Hanyu said again: "Just perform normally."
"yes."
Mo Shangyun bit the bullet and agreed.
"Report!"
"Report!"
"Report!"
…
The voices of male and female students could be heard rising and falling in the queue.
However, Yan Hanyu glanced over, and all the sounds fell into silence.
Frightened.
This man is simply an absolute silencer.
Yan Hanyu shouted: "Yan Gui."
"arrive!"
Yan Gui, who was suddenly called, immediately cheered up and shouted excitedly.
The students who didn't know if Yan Gui had called "report" felt relieved and hoped that Yan Gui would have a chance to express their opinions on their behalf.
However, reality dealt them a severe blow once again.
Yan Hanyu said coldly: "Look left and right, 500 push-ups."
"……yes!"
Yan Gui responded sadly, then lay down crying and doing push-ups.
Everyone: "..." Can you please be reasonable? Is now the time to talk about such a trivial matter?
Immediately afterwards, they heard Yan Hanyu speak again——
"There are no reports, only orders."
The implication is: You have no place to speak!
It wasn't a particularly harsh and bluffing tone, but when it came out of Yan Hanyu's mouth, it was as if the words were being hammered down one by one, falling directly into their hearts, arousing waves of echoes, making their limbs numb and their whole bodies numb.
stiff.
Just so domineering!
So arrogant!
Just so tough!
They are not standing in the same position. He is now looking down at you scum, so you have been deprived of even the right to speak! (To be continued)