His eyes darkened, and Peng Yuqiu thought: "Don't stop it, don't let it flow, it's not good...it's not like you have any objections to our training, right?"
"How about taking a look?"
When speaking, Mucheng had an upright expression.
Peng Yuqiu paused, and the two of them exchanged glances secretly.
Then, the two of them looked at the notebook with serious faces, and Peng Yuqiu opened the notebook.
First page, first line——
"Housekeeping Standards (Revision Plan)"
Below, neat and beautiful fonts fill the entire page.
The two looked at each other in shock.
After a while, Peng Yuqiu continued to look through the notebook.
The two stared intently.
"This, isn't it from Mo Shangjun?" Mu Cheng asked in shock after reading several pages in a row.
Several pages in a row are filled with housekeeping regulations. It can be seen that they were written temporarily based on their tents. What items should be placed in what position, what uniform characteristics are required, and what kind of bedding must be considered qualified, all have detailed regulations.
There are even scoring standards.
Relatively speaking, Peng Yuqiu's slightly adapted version based on the regular internal affairs regulations was simply unsightly.
"It should be her."
Peng Yuqiu felt deeply ashamed.
Thinking of Mo Shangjun teaching Liang Zhiqiong to "stand in a military posture" at noon, she could blurt out any standard at that time. Now when she looks at the various regulations in this notebook, they are exactly the same.
It's definitely her.
"There seems to be more later." Mu Cheng winked at him.
The page I turned to had a few blank lines at the bottom, as if all the regulations had been written.
However, there seems to be something else written behind it.
Peng Yuqiu became curious and opened it directly.
As soon as they turned it over, their eyes seemed to be glued to the notebook, and they were stunned as soon as they looked at it.
That page is more exciting.
There is a person drawn on the upper left, wearing a round battle hat and camouflage training uniform. It is more like a real-life version. His facial features and temperament can be seen as Yan Tianxing.
Further down, three lines of words——
『1. Assessment projects are a waste of time.
, cope with the situation, the attitude is not correct.
,...(under consideration)』
"Pfft, how dare you criticize me, Mr. Yan." Mu Cheng sympathized on the surface, but in reality he was gloating, "But, the higher-ups obviously have to assess these things, and we are only responsible for supervising and helping. Mr. Yan will take the blame..."
"Master Yan is the chief instructor. She doesn't want Master Yan to take the blame, but she wants you and me to take the blame?" Peng Yuqiu asked with a smile.
Mucheng reminded: "There seems to be more behind..."
Peng Yuqiu turns another page.
Immediately afterwards, the smiles on both of their faces gradually stiffened.
"Damn." Mu Cheng couldn't hold back and cursed, "Do we have so many problems?"
"Can I tear it apart?" Peng Yuqiu gritted his teeth.
"Ah."
Mu Cheng sneered, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Tsk," Peng Yuqiu tapped his fingers on the notebook, "Look, she also criticized Comrade Ji Ruonan, focusing on a certain object and not treating everyone equally..."
quite a while.
Mu Cheng calmed down, but couldn't help but accuse, "Speaking of which, why is it that Master Yan is a portrait of a real person and we are all Q-versions? Isn't this too much to deal with?"
Peng Yuqiu was so angry that he wanted to hit him on the head with his notebook.
"Why, do you want to go find her in person and ask her to draw a real portrait for us?" Peng Yuqiu said angrily.
"I think," Mu Cheng pondered for a moment, "even if we don't ask her, she will find out that we touched her notebook."
Peng Yuqiu looked confused.
Mu Cheng paused for a moment, then analyzed, "Just now, when I opened the cover, a hair fell out. At first I thought it fell in accidentally, but now..."
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
Okay.
The real situation is that people have superb anti-reconnaissance skills and can mark a hair to determine whether someone has moved.
Peng Yuqiu simply couldn't resist the urge to hit him on the head with her notebook.
"They're also special forces," Peng Yuqiu pointed at him angrily, shaking his head helplessly, "You only think of such an obvious method now?!"
"Who would have thought that she would come here?" Mucheng expressed his innocence.
You only guard against others on the battlefield or training ground. How could you expect that they would also dig holes for others in life?
Peng Yuqiu was severely criticized and felt particularly unhappy. He wanted to have a good fight with Mu Cheng.
However--
Someone opened the door curtain and walked in.
"What are you talking about?"
Ji Ruonan asked curiously.
In an instant, the expressions of Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu returned to normal.
"chat."
"Have a heart-to-heart talk."
The two of them answered in tandem.
At the same time, Peng Yuqiu quietly closed the notebook and placed it on his desk.
The behavior was so casual and businesslike that Ji Ruonan glanced at her a few times but didn't ask anything about it.
*
At seven o'clock sharp, Mo Shangjun returned to the meeting tent.
The two people guarding the door already knew her and let her in without even asking.
Come in.
Night falls outside and the lights are brightly lit inside.
Two lights were on above the tent, and the long conference table was no longer empty, but four people were seated there.
Yan Tianxing is sitting in the middle, and the other three people are sitting on both sides. On the left are Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng. The first seat on the right is Ji Ruonan. To Ji Ruonan's right is her notebook and signature pen.
As soon as she came in, the four people's eyes were focused on her.
"Report."
Mo Shangjun shouted in a mocking tone.
Ji Ruonan, Peng Yuqiu, and Mucheng didn't say anything, they just looked at her carefully.
Yan Tianxing stared at her twice, and then said calmly: "Sit down."
"yes!"
He responded decisively and simply.
Then, Mo Shangyun walked to the seat next to Ji Ruonan and sat down slowly.
"Meeting."
Yan Tianxing spoke up.
Mu Cheng coughed lightly and began to describe the meeting.
The theme of the meeting is "Housekeeping".
The general content of the meeting, appropriate modifications to the internal regulations, and everyone actively put forward targeted opinions.
During the brief introduction, Mu Cheng kept glancing towards Mo Shangjun intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was very concerned about it.
Mo Shangyun listened casually and opened his notebook.
When she turned to the title page, she guessed that someone had touched her notebook. Then she noticed the little look in Mu Cheng's eyes, and Mo Shangyun had an idea.
However, there is nothing shameful about it.
"I think housekeeping is the most basic requirement for soldiers. I have read the housekeeping regulations. The requirements are relatively loose, but they can be more specific and strict."
Ji Ruonan was the first to speak, tapping the signature pen on the table for emphasis.
"Agree." Mucheng nodded.
"There are indeed many shortcomings." Peng Yuqiu felt ashamed when he thought of Mo Shangjun's internal affairs regulations.
Yan Tianxing glanced at them.
Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng have been following him for several years. From the moment Mo Shangyun walked in, there was something wrong with their demeanor.
When he glanced at me, I felt a little nervous, and even more uncomfortable.
Tilting his head, Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangjun, who was turning the pen with his fingers, "What about you?"
When his name was called, Mo Shangjun stopped turning his pen, put down the pen in his hand, fell back slightly, and leaned on the back of the chair.
Under the table, two slender legs were crossed and crossed, looking very casual and lazy.
"A question." Mo Shangyun said slowly.
"Say." Mu Cheng urged with some urgency.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, stared at Peng Yuqiu, and said word by word: "The previous internal affairs regulations, zero points."
The implication is that she doesn't even need to mention her opinions. She despises all internal regulations and completely rejects them.
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
If he hadn't seen Mo Shangjun's notebook with his own eyes, he would definitely believe that Mo Shangjun was too arrogant.
However, even if she is arrogant now, it is because she has the capital to be arrogant.
Neither Peng Yuqiu nor Mucheng said anything, acquiescing to her statement.
Ji Ruonan, on the other hand, thought about it carefully, then frowned and said: "I think there are still merits. If you are dissatisfied with the regulations, you can just tell us directly and we can improve them together."
She believed that Mo Shangyun had certain insights into internal affairs regulations.
However, the existing internal affairs regulations still take care of many aspects. Although there are shortcomings, they will not reach the point of "zero score".
Mo Shangjun looked at her sideways.
Ji Ruonan looked serious, as if he took this issue very seriously.
"Here."
Mo Shangyun pushed the notebook in front of him, and with a little force, he pushed it in front of her.
"What's this?"
Looking at the notebook, Ji Ruonan asked in confusion.
"If you are not satisfied with the passing internal affairs regulations, you can change them on this basis," Mo Shangyun wrote lightly.
Ji Ruonan was stunned.
Is it possible that she re-wrote a new internal affairs regulation?
A look of surprise appeared in Ji Ruonan's eyes. When Ji Ruonan took it over and opened it, she didn't even notice that she felt a little nervous.
She skipped the title page and turned directly to the first page.
Sure enough, handwritten house regulations.
Detailed, specific, and in compliance with housekeeping regulations for military tents.
There is 1 in total.
I don’t know if she wanted to make things clear at a glance or because she was bored, she even drew simple schematic diagrams under several regulations.
It is by no means a soul painting. Although it is not as vivid as a professional painter, all the objects are drawn in place and are very specific, and the text content can be understood at a glance.
After reading these twelve items, Ji Ruonan couldn't hide the shock in her heart.
She has always been curious about Mo Shangyun's behavior and lifestyle.
What kind of temperament, habits, and requirements are needed to match her strength.
In other words, people who know Mo Shangyun all have various evaluations of Mo Shangyun, and most of them call her a "mysterious person".
After a long time, she really wanted to see what kind of person Mo Shangyun was, why he could become an "unsolved mystery" on the university campus, and how he could easily push the Second Company from last to last in the three months of the reconnaissance camp.
Elevate to true number one.
So she asked Mo Shangjun to ask Yan Tianxing whether he could volunteer to be an instructor here before the assessment.
I just want to get in touch with Mo Shangjun.
This "Internal Affairs Regulations" seemed to be completed in a short period of time, so detailed and impeccable. Ji Ruonan himself prepared several opinions and thought they were all usable, but Mo Shangyun had already perfected them in the regulations.
Thinking of his notes, Ji Ruonan made a little comparison and realized the huge gap.
"No comment."
Ji Ruonan hesitated again and again and made his own judgment.
Then, he pushed the notebook in his hand to Yan Tianxing on the left.
Yan Tianxing glanced at Mo Shangyun, who had a boring face, curled his lips, and took the notebook.
Read through it slowly.
Without taking a quick look at the key points with Ji Ruonan, I turned to the title page on the first page and saw the sentence "If it doesn't stop, it won't stop."
For a student to write such a sentence before summarizing the internal affairs regulations, it seems to be of the same nature as "rebellion".
However, it is also in line with her character.
Yan Tianxing continued to read through the internal affairs regulations one by one. He wrote such regulations in a short period of time without a template. He probably had to remember all the internal affairs regulations of the army clearly.
After reading it, he noticed that there were words at the back. Yan Tianxing stared at it slightly and flipped through it.
Then, his face turned dark.
Ji Ruonan didn't know and didn't notice the change in his expression at that moment.
Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu, on the other hand, kept staring at Yan Tianxing, and when they keenly noticed the strangeness, they exchanged glances with gloating.
Among them, no one dared to "criticize" Yan Tianxing, let alone list "opinions." Mo Shangyun had such courage, and they were both convinced.
Yan Tianxing continued to flip through a few pages.
After reading word by word, Yan Tianxing squinted at Mo Shangyun who was turning his pen again.
This woman is simply boring.
"That's it."
After closing the notebook and placing it on the table, Yan Tianxing made a decision directly.
Mu Cheng sneered and said: "Captain, we..."
"Didn't you see it?"
Lifting his eyelids, Yan Tianxing asked in reply, his tone mixed with threats and coldness.
"..."
Mu Cheng immediately fell silent.
If you know what's interesting, keep your mouth shut, and Peng Yuqiu doesn't dare to say anything.
Hearing Yan Tianxing's words, Ji Ruonan realized that Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng had already seen it in advance.
Maybe, it was just before she came in.
No wonder I think they are both weird.
"Both of us have no objections." Mu Cheng said slowly. He raised his eyes and looked across the way. He noticed that Mo Shangyun was staring at her with a smile, so he smiled and praised, "The writing is really good."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, smiled softly, and brushed the matter away.
Just watch it, there is no point in pursuing it.
"continue."
Yan Tianxing reminded him coldly.
At this time, several pairs of eyes noticed that the notebook was placed in front of him and had not been returned to Mo Shangyun.
"Then let me tell you a few more things." Peng Yuqiu went into battle despite the pressure, "First, the internal affairs inspection will be scheduled at 7:30. After Mo Shangyun inspects Tent No. 7, he will hand over the internal affairs results to Instructor Ji; secondly,
, Housekeeping will conduct spot checks from time to time, except for naps and lights out until 7 o'clock for the second time, housekeeping must be maintained. But Instructor Ji lives in Tent No. 7, so the rest of the time is also Mo Shangyun..."
Peng Yuqiu looked up at Mo Shangyun and continued, "You are responsible."
Mo Shangyun nodded to express his understanding.
"Third..." Peng Yuqiu flipped through his notebook, glanced at it, then raised his eyes sincerely, and continued to stare at Mo Shangjun, "Third, Comrade Mo Shangjun, do you have any opinions about us?
?”
"No."
Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly.
"..." Peng Yuqiu was quite surprised. After thinking for a while, he nodded, "Okay, I have nothing to say."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Cheng took over.
Mu Cheng mainly replaced Yan Tianxing to summarize the internal affairs.
"Any thing else?"
After Mu Cheng finished speaking, Yan Tianxing took over.
"No."
Ji Ruonan shook his head.
During the storm, Mu Cheng remained silent.
Soon, everyone's eyes fell on Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun spread his hands and said, "No."
After a pause, Yan Tianxing said directly: "The meeting is dismissed."
After hearing these two words, Mo Shangyun stood up immediately.
She has always been the most positive about the dissolution of meetings.
However——
Yan Tianxing's extremely pleasant voice floated into his ears like a demonic barrier at this moment.
"Mo Shangjun stays."
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)