Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing did not return to the dormitory all night.
Anyway, the weather has been getting warmer recently, and it wasn't too cold at night. The two of them studied and studied until two in the morning, then put their things away and fell asleep next to each other.
Ding Jing didn't know whether it was because he was too tired or because Mo Shangjun was by his side, so he fell asleep faster than Mo Shangjun.
两人在睡梦中相爱相杀,互揍了几拳后,终于在起床哨声响起的那一瞬翻身起来.
After immediately checking that all the limbs were there and that the arms and legs had not been removed, the two looked at each other appreciatively and quickly got out of bed and went to gather together.
Next, for more than a week, Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing lived in the "slums".
During the day, he completed the tasks according to the regulations. In the evening, Mo Shangjun would attend classes with everyone when Ruan Yan and Bu Yirong were teaching. He would also give guidance to Ding Jing. When Huo Ge was in class, he would go to the next classroom to learn knowledge by himself, do questions by the way, and help him late at night.
Ding Jing tutors high school knowledge.
The timing was perfect.
However, Mo Shangjun, who rarely did any teamwork in training, forgot about that problem because of his too busy schedule.
The only thing that occasionally reminded her was that she had never seen Yan Tianxing again since that day.
The only thing she has to do with Yan Tianxing is that Yan Tianxing asked Yan Hanyu to give her some ointment.
In the blink of an eye, half of March has passed.
Mo Shangjun still maintained his leading result - not a single point was deducted.
Except for her, the gap between the other students is very obvious. Some have only been deducted a few points, and some have been deducted to only a few points. Most have been deducted about 10 to 0 points, and even those who have been deducted a few points have also been deducted.
Being pushed to the "pervert" seat by all the students, Mo Shangjun seems to have firmly taken his place on the "altar".
The further you get to the back, the more "sought after" Mo Shangyun becomes. He even wants to "bow down" to her during breaks between meals. Several funny guys maintain the rhythm of "three times a day", divided into morning, noon and evening.
The only purpose is to let myself get a little bit of Mo Shangjun's good luck, so that I can lose a few points today.
Mo Shangyun felt that this approach was too metaphysical and inconsistent with the core values of socialism, so he "reported" it to the instructor.
After that, she finally returned to normal treatment.
*
"Mo Shangjun, do you think I will be eliminated?"
During the training break, Liang Zhiqiong crawled to Mo Shangyun, hugged Mo Shangyun's thigh and cried.
Mo Shangyun resisted the urge to kick her away and replied: "Yes."
"Damn, you think so too?" Liang Zhiqiong immediately recovered a little from his half-dead state and couldn't help but pour out his bitterness, "My premonition has become stronger and stronger recently."
Mo Shangjun sighed and nodded in agreement, "It's so rare that you actually had a premonition."
"Wo Ri, Mo Shangjun, what do you mean?!" Liang Zhiqiong raised his head and glared at her, angrily saying, "If this continues, we good buddies will not be able to survive!"
Mo Shangjun: "..." Give up, no matter how good our relationship is, we can't be buddies.
Today, it is not Yan Hanyu who is leading the troops, but Ji Zhou. It is obvious that this guy has not understood the "grievance" between him and her, so he blatantly gives her extra training, so that Mo Shangyun, who is used to their training rhythm,
At this moment, I was too tired to move.
Looking at Liang Zhiqiong holding her and crying, Mo Shangjun was too lazy to say anything else.
After waiting for a long time and not seeing any reaction from Mo Shangjun, Liang Zhiqiong asked angrily: "Damn it, why don't you try to save me?"
Mo Shangjun didn't even bother to move his eyes and said calmly: "Let go of my legs, everything will be easier to talk about."
"I don't!"
Liang Zhiqiong vowed to protect her right to hold her thigh to the death.
Mo Shangjun's brows twitched fiercely.
"I will deduct 0 points now," Liang Zhiqiong sniffed in collapse, "It's only been less than a month! Mo Shangyun, if you continue at this pace, look at my beautiful face, which is less than 4 points."
It’s been months!”
"It's okay, I will find a new pretty face." Mo Shangyun's attitude was extremely good.
Liang Zhiqiong stared at her in disbelief, "Fuck, I finally saw you clearly! Mo Shangyun, it turns out you are such a heartless and unjust person!"
After finishing speaking, Liang Zhiqiong probably felt unwilling to give in, gritted her teeth and continued: "You should give up, you will never find someone as beautiful as me!"
"..."
Mo Shangyun simply didn't answer.
If you continue to tell her, you will become a fool.
Just at this moment, Ding Jing walked slowly over, squatted down next to Liang Zhiqiong, and asked with a smile: "Am I beautiful?"
"..."
Liang Zhiqiong glanced at Ding Jing's "pretty face", and then angrily looked away.
She also doesn’t understand. You came here to serve as a soldier. What’s the use of being so good-looking?!
It looks like a vase!
It looks uneasy!
"Let's go, let's go," Ding Jing waved to Liang Zhiqiong in disgust, "can you hold our leader's legs?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
Liang Zhiqiong hugged Mo Shangjun's legs tightly.
Mo Shangjun rolled his eyes at them.
Damn it, luckily her legs are already healed, otherwise she would have to have them crippled by Liang Zhiqiong's torture.
"I think I'm pretty good-looking, do you want to consider me?"
Su Bei emerged from nowhere, sat down on the other side of Mo Shangyun, and interjected with a smile.
At this time, Ding Jing and Liang Zhiqiong's attention shifted to Su Bei.
Su Bei raised his eyebrows at Liang Zhiqiong and said comfortingly: "Sister Xiaoliang, don't worry, I will take your place well. The opportunity to hold my thigh will never be taken away by others, so you can go with peace of mind."
"I won't leave!" Liang Zhiqiong was completely angry. She glared at Ding Jing and Su Bei angrily, holding back her anger and saying harsh words, "Fuck, even if it costs me my life, I will still survive."
Look!"
Mo Shangyun raised her hand and touched her ears - the sound was too loud, which made her ears feel uncomfortable.
"Then come on."
The person who responded to Liang Zhiqiong's ambition was a humble male voice.
Mo Shangyun, Ding Jing and Su Bei who were present all shuddered unconsciously.
Four pairs of eyes looked in the direction of the sound source, and they suddenly saw Ji Zhou standing in front of Mo Shangyun.
As an instructor, Ji Zhou suddenly appeared in their conversation at this moment, which made people feel embarrassed.
Only Mo Shangyun suddenly felt a strong sense of ominousness in his heart.
Ji Zhou ignored the rest of the people present, and his eyes fell directly on Mo Shangyun. He looked at Mo Shangyun with a half-smile, and asked as if discussing: "005, 100 push-ups, is there any problem?"
"Report, no!"
Mo Shangjun stood up suddenly and shouted loudly and forcefully.
Liang Zhiqiong, Ding Jing, Su Bei: "..." When did Mo Shangyun become so courageous and calmly accept the sudden increase of 100 push-ups?!
Ji Zhou smiled and said with extra consideration: "Go over there, the water gun is ready."
Mo Shangyun: "...Yes!"
Why.
A gentleman's revenge is never too late.
Ji Zhou seems to have kept this famous saying in mind.
Feng shui takes turns...it turns.
Mo Shangyun, who didn't expect that one day he would fall into Ji Zhou's hands, resigned himself to his fate and walked towards the location of the high-pressure water cannon.
The three people who did not know the "grievances" between Mo Shangyun and Ji Zhou looked at Mo Shangyun in confusion as he went to "receive the punishment" without any complaints.
However, Ji Zhou hasn't left yet.
Taking two steps forward, Ji Zhou asked them with a smile: "You all want to hug your thighs?"
"..."
This smile was too kind, and they didn't want to respond.
So, Ji Zhou said again: "It's okay, I'll give you a chance right away."
"..."
Suddenly I didn't really want this opportunity.
*
Ji Zhou is a man of his word.
So for the next team project, we will arrange them together.
The team of four happened to be Mo Shangjun, Ding Jing, Liang Zhiqiong, and Su Bei.
Mo Shangjun, who had done 100 push-ups under the impact of high-pressure water cannons, had just returned to the team when he felt the murderous aura coming from Ding Jing, Liang Zhiqiong, and Su Bei. He immediately... couldn't hold it back and gave him a cold look.
past.
The murderous intent of the three people was instantly suppressed, and each of them lowered their heads in shame.
"what's the situation?"
Mo Shangjun was puzzled.
Ding Jing whispered, "Team battle."
Mo Shangjun returned to the team after the teams were divided. She didn't listen to all the information. While listening to Ji Zhou's explanation in front and Ding Jing's supplement on the side, she gradually understood the meaning of this so-called "team battle".
arrange.
Ji Zhou said that because the recent training was too boring, an exciting "team battle" was arranged to spice things up for them.
Team battle is a competition between students and teachers.
They have to cooperate with each other and then seize "hostages" from the instructors. There are jungle battles, urban battles, mountain battles, and landing battles, all determined by drawing lots.
The four-person team carried out the operation in batches, which lasted ten minutes.
After drawing lots to determine the battle mode, a sorting drawing will be conducted, and then ten minutes of discussion time will be arranged.
In Mo Shangjun's group, because Mo Shangjun was "the one who was hugged", he was naturally thrown out to draw lots.
So damn good, the first one to draw is Jungle War, the second one is "number one". (To be continued)