Liang Zhiqiong, who sat up one step slower than her, hit the back of Mo Shangjun's head with his forehead.
The back of his head that was injured at Yan Tianxing's house was still swollen, and now he was bumped by Liang Zhiqiong. Mo Shangjun just lamented his recent bad luck and didn't even bother to say a word.
"Are you OK?"
Liang Zhiqiong reached out and touched the back of Mo Shangjun's head.
Mo Shangjun grabbed her wrist and pushed her directly against the wall with his elbow.
"Do not touch me."
Mo Shangyun, who was seriously deprived of sleep, had bloodshot eyes and an unconcealable anger in his brows.
The sinister tone in his words gave people the illusion of going deep into the enemy camp and being bitten.
"……oh."
Liang Zhiqiong blinked and nodded numbly.
Mo Shangjun let go of her, waved his hand and said, "Go away."
Liang Zhiqiong, who was completely frightened by her, jumped out of bed without thinking. When she landed and put on her shoes, she hurriedly mouthed to Ding Jing and asked: "What's wrong with her?"
"Didn't sleep well."
Ding Jing was simply used to it.
Ding Jing and Liang Zhiqiong were going to gather downstairs for morning exercises. Mo Shangjun sat on the bed without moving. After they disappeared into the dormitory, Mo Shangjun breathed a sigh of relief, fell back, and lay back down again.
However, he didn't lie down for long.
After dawdling for three minutes, Mo Shangjun slapped himself on the forehead, then opened his eyes and turned over to get up.
She has no habit of staying in bed.
It didn't happen before, and it won't happen in the future.
After folding the bedding, Mo Shangjun put on his clothes and shoes, cleaned up the dormitory after a brief wash, and then left the dormitory with his training cap and coat.
She went straight to the office.
In the past few days, she had forgotten so many things, and she had to deal with them one by one.
Time is running out.
As soon as he was busy, he was so busy that the consciousness of eating breakfast was thrown into nowhere. The word "work" was overlapped and smashed down, so much that Mo Shangyun just wanted to smash his desk and computer.
Fortunately, Mo Shangjun's work efficiency has always been very fast, and he was busy until noon, and several tasks in the plan were solved.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Mo Shangyun realized that he was a little hungry. After feeling his stomach, he got up and went out.
At this point, there was nothing to eat in the women's team's cooking class, so she could only go to the men's team's cooking class to get some food.
As soon as they saw her, the cooking team became accustomed to her and regarded her as an old acquaintance.
He pointed to the operation room and said, "There is still rice and some leftovers. You can figure out what to do with it yourself."
So Mo Shangjun walked around the operation room, filled a bowl of white rice, and then picked a few of her favorite dishes, planning to mix them together to make fried rice.
The food was already cold. Although I was in a hurry to eat, I didn't mind the time it took to fry it.
However, just as she heated up the pot, a new customer came to the operation room.
When she heard the movement, she raised her eyes and saw to her surprise that it was Yan Tianxing.
Without thinking much, Mo Shangyun asked bluntly: "Are you working overtime too?"
Yan Tianxing: "..."
Mo Shangyun asked cheerfully: "Do you want to come together?"
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Tianxing looked at her suspiciously, then walked over and glanced at the dishes she had chosen.
Finally, Yan Tianxing said: "I eat egg fried rice."
A hodgepodge like Mo Shangyun... Probably only Mo Shangyun himself is not picky.
"..."
Being able to make egg fried rice is amazing, look what you can do!
However, after seeing Yan Tianxing skillfully find a few eggs in the cooking class, she suddenly said: "It's okay to fry one portion, and it's convenient to fry two portions. How about -"
As if he had already figured out her virtues, Yan Tianxing took two more eggs without even raising an eyelid, and then said: "It requires labor."
Mo Shangyun said hurriedly: "I'll help you serve the rice."
"..."
Really, too lazy to argue with her.
Mo Shangjun managed to get a large bowl of egg fried rice from Yan Tianxing in the same effort as he used to hold a bowl of white rice.
Yan Tianxing is worthy of being a model worker who often works overtime. He knows everything about the operation room of the cooking class. He is very proficient in the steps of making egg fried rice. Those who don't know better think that he is a master who specializes in making egg fried rice.
Bright color, garnished with chopped green onions, full of fragrance, and a little soy sauce to add to the taste.
Mo Shangjun was already very hungry, but this simple bowl of egg fried rice was attractive enough to her.
However, Yan Tianxing opened his mouth with unpleasant topics, "I heard that you were scolded badly last night?"
After swallowing a mouthful of egg-fried rice, Mo Shangyun looked at Yan Tianxing suspiciously, frowned and asked, "Have you installed a bug in my office?"
"...I'm not that boring." Yan Tianxing said with a dark face.
Mo Shangyun asked: "Has it spread?"
Yan Tianxing said: "No."
The inspector who was responsible for checking the bed last night just heard the movement in her office.
She was scolded for almost an hour, and Liang Zhiqiong's father had a very loud voice. In the words of the inspector, he could hear it clearly as he walked through the door.
So early in the morning, the news fell to Yan Tianxing's ears.
However, it was not a good thing for this kind of thing to spread, so it was suppressed.
"oh."
Mo Shangjun stuffed himself another mouthful of egg fried rice.
After a pause, she glanced at the 'senior' sitting in front of her, her eyes lit up, "Captain Yan, have you ever encountered such a thing?"
"No."
Yan Tianxing responded to her in very simple and clear words.
"……Is it."
Is she so unlucky?
Thinking of this, the egg fried rice becomes tasteless.
Looking up at Mo Shangyun, who had a sullen expression, Yan Tianxing paused and said, "Generally speaking, male soldiers don't have this kind of problem." (To be continued)