Ming people don't tell secret words, instructor Yan, I met you on the road, were you waiting for me?"
After casually walking around the base, I met Yan Tianxing who was driving by. Mo Shangjun felt that the possibility was extremely low no matter what he thought.
The only possibility is that Yan Tianxing is waiting for her.
"Um."
Yan Tianxing did not deny it at all and responded calmly.
"Oh?" Mo Shangyun lazily fell back. Just like she had done many times, she tilted her head slightly to look at Yan Tianxing who was driving. The profile of her face suddenly brightened and darkened. She asked with interest, "Why?"
"
Yan Tianxing said calmly: "I'm afraid that a fool who thinks he is the best in the universe will not be able to think clearly."
Mo Shangjun: "..." Damn it, who arranged it? Why is she so confused?
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Mo Shangyun chuckled: "It's not good to be called a fool for being so good, isn't it?"
"Only fools will look for trouble," Yan Tianxing said. "Smart people are not necessarily excellent, and fools are not necessarily inferior."
Mo Shangyun frowned and lazily answered, "Is this how you relied on your strong words to conquer your soldiers?"
Yan Tianxing looked at her sideways.
But Mo Shangyun turned his head and looked at the scenery in front of him silently. At some point, the surroundings began to deviate from the bustling and noisy city, gradually heading towards a deserted land.
Mo Shangyun looked forward, her legs crossed together, and occasionally a ray of light passed by her body, a mixture of light and death.
"Actually, it's not that difficult for me to accept," Mo Shangyun said, "You know, there is an impact. I will think about many things, why is it like this, greed, selfishness, power, and maybe some other things, driven by desire.
Let them do something that we regard as evil. If they don't do it, no one will die for it, and their families will be destroyed. But the responsibility does not seem to be entirely on them, because even if they have an ambition, there must be a market.
That's right. Your video content also says that some people plant it just because they want to survive. So this question is unclear."
Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun curled his lips and his voice suddenly lowered, "I used to like to think about everything, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was powerless, that I couldn't do anything, and that I couldn't change anything, but now I'm more inclined
To do practical things, if you need me to do anything and to what extent, I will do it, and there will always be someone to deal with other issues."
Grow up.
Yan Tianxing glanced at her, with a little smile in his eyes.
It's all been this way.
I used to be dreamy and unrealistic, but later I gradually focused on the things in front of me. Most of the time, it would be great to be able to do well what you are supposed to do in your position.
But when the words came to his lips, Yan Tianxing asked: "Do you think you can't change anything?"
After pondering for a moment, Mo Shangyun said calmly: "It happens occasionally."
This is always the case when it comes to daydreams and assumptions.
Only when you do things by yourself.
It's always right to do practical things.
Yan Tianxing's eyes were dark in color, as if they had been washed in the dark night. There was a dark light dancing in the depths, but it quickly disappeared.
Yan Tianxing did not respond, as if the inquiry he just made was a simple inquiry and had no other meaning.
Mo Shangyun didn't pay attention, and just said: "Thank you, I feel much better."
Yan Tianxing said quietly: "After all, our GS9 instructors are not ruthless."
"...I can't help but not complain about you." Mo Shangyun's face fell.
When these words came out of Yan Tianxing's mouth, it was almost a joke.
How did Yan Tianxing torture them last month? He was cruel and inhumane, not to mention ruthless. He was just a devil. But he never expected that he would have the nerve to say such things.
Mo Shangyun couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his cheek.
Sad people.
When it comes to showing off her face, there are times when she loses.
"As a student, you must be conscious. Whatever the instructor says will be whatever you say." Yan Tianxing taught earnestly.
"You are right," Mo Shangyun nodded in agreement, "but sometimes, you will encounter some more thoughtful soldiers who dare to say 'no' to the instructor's hegemony; although such students are a bit strange, they are
It's quite interesting. In other words, it's also indispensable, right?"
Yan Tianxing chuckled, "You are not soft-spoken at all when you praise yourself."
"Praise and glory can make people progress." Mo Shangjun said righteously.
Yan Tianxing looked away speechlessly.
This person has always been shameless and boasted about his behavior without changing his face. Yan Tianxing has been able to accept it calmly.
*
an hour ago.
Armed police base, an office.
"Master Yan called just now and said that he took Mo Shangyun directly there and would not come back." Ji Zhou walked in and said to all the instructors present.
Since arriving here, this is the first time that all the instructors have gathered in the same place at the same time.
Of course, except for their chief instructor, Yan Tianxing.
As soon as he came in, the eyes of all the instructors present swept over and fell on him.
But the atmosphere is not solemn or serious, but has a relaxed feeling.
This is not the first time for them to sit here for a meeting. They are all old acquaintances, so there is no need to be formal.
"Okay, let's do that." Bu Yirong said, and then tapped the paper at hand, "This is the group we just announced. Take a look at the distribution of people in your group."
Ji Zhou heard the sound and walked straight over. When he came to Bu Yirong's side, he lowered his head and glanced at the list of temporarily assigned groups.
"Give me 008." Ji Zhou said, "Swap places with 007."
008, Tang poetry; 007, Liang Zhiqiong.
Bu Yirong did not hesitate and responded readily, "Okay."
"step--"
Suddenly hearing the news that 007 was left to his own group, Peng Yuqiu raised his eyes in surprise and opened his mouth to give his opinion.
"Do you have any questions?" Bu Yirong looked at him with a half-smile.
"...No, no."
Peng Yuqiu lowered his head in shame.
Ji Zhou and Bu Yirong have joined forces. It's strange that he has the courage to resist. (To be continued)