202, Yearning for [03] Mid-Autumn Festival Party Casual Dress Up
"You'd better give me a suitable reason, otherwise I can go to the hospital and break your legs right now."
"..." After a slight pause, Yan Tianxing smiled suddenly and said, "Then I may not want to give you a reason."
Mo Shangyun smiled and cursed, "I owe you."
The mania in my heart was instantly suppressed a lot.
After all, if you think about it carefully, even if Shang Ru had the courage, Yan Tianxing would not be able to give her this opportunity.
"What Duan Zimu said seems to have been invited by Ji Zhou." Yan Tianxing said lazily.
He didn't ask about the specific reasons, but he could guess at least 70%.
It's just that they colluded and had some evil intentions.
"Mr. Ji?" Mo Shangyun couldn't help but be startled.
This relationship is really complicated.
After saying yes, Yan Tianxing didn't say much, but said, "Also, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, both teams are dressed in casual clothes, without military uniforms or titles."
Mo Shangjun asked, "Is this your idea or Duan Zimu's?"
"Duan Zimu."
"You agreed?"
"Um."
"Just let me know?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun thought that something was wrong, so he turned around in his chair, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "I, the captain, don't have the right to speak anymore?"
"..." Yan Tianxing was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Do you have any objections?"
"That's not true." Mo Shangyun quickly expressed his opinion.
Yan Tianxing paused for a moment, not knowing what Mo Shangyun was thinking about, but he still said politely, "There is a clear understanding between the two minds."
Mo Shangjun clicked her tongue, her glib tone was very similar to her usual quibbling manner...
Those who are close to ink are black.
This time, Mo Shangjun would not argue with him about being "good at making decisions".
"Come tomorrow?"
"When will you be discharged from hospital?"
After a slight pause, Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangyun spoke out at the same time.
The two of them couldn't help but were stunned, and simply laughed.
Yan Tianxing said, "On the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Mo Shangjun said, "It's a small matter, I need Captain Jiang to come over..."
"Let me tell you."
"Well, I'll come over."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and agreed readily.
In the past, I felt that there was no need to borrow Yan Tianxing to handle things. She could handle the matter herself if it could be handled well. But now, I feel that it is okay to let Yan Tianxing help take shortcuts for some trivial matters.
There is no need to rigidly adhere to principles.
The two chatted for a while and then ended the call.
Mo Shangjun did not work overtime in the office tonight, but went to the training ground to exercise. By the way, he talked to the second women's team about "dressing casually to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala".
I thought it was just a small move, no big deal, but as soon as the news came out, Mo Shangyun unexpectedly discovered that most people were surprised and started to study outfits during their break.
Especially Liang Zhiqiong, who jumped three feet high, and those who didn't know it thought Peng Yuqiu proposed to her on the spot.
Mo Shangyun, who has always loved military uniforms "..."
Mo Shangyun sincerely felt that nothing she wore would look as good as wearing a military uniform.
No matter how tired or slovenly you are, as long as you are wearing a military uniform, you will be full of energy.
This is an effect that casual clothes cannot achieve.
I don’t know what Duan Zimu was thinking of when he came up with this idea...
"A process, will it come or not?"
Ding Jing jumped down from the horizontal bar and challenged Mo Shangyun to fight underground.
Putting his hand in his trouser pocket, Mo Shangjun glanced at her sideways, "I can beat you without blinking an eye."
"grass."
Ding Jing cursed and raised his hand to point to the way up the mountain.
let's go!
Mo Shangyun chuckled disdainfully and quickly ran up the mountain with Ding Jing.
The cool evening breeze blows in your face, enveloping you with a hint of coolness and comfort. The noisy sounds on the training ground fade away little by little.
"A process" refers to a package training.
It was developed by Mo Shangyun, and is usually used as warm-up training to strive for all abilities to be in place. Because Ding Jing is not far behind her in all aspects, lazy people like Ding Jing just borrowed it. Recently, Mo Shangyun
With little practice, Ding Jing would run around every now and then to pass the time.
The entire training package will take them no more than two hours.
So, it started at half past seven and ended at half past nine.
Mo Shangjun still had enough energy to spare and still beat Ding Jing by five minutes and returned to the training ground early.
The two of them were covered in sweat, and their training uniforms were soaked with sweat. They looked like they had been fished out of the river.
When Ding Jing arrived at the finish line, she saw Mo Shangjun lying on the ground. She walked over and fell down on her back, facing up to the sky.
As a result, as soon as he lay down on the ground, he heard Mo Shangyun say in disgust, "Move over, your heat is heating me up."
"Hypocritical!"
Ding Jing's eyes widened and he rolled his eyes at Mo Shangyun, his tone full of speechlessness.
However, having said that, Ding Jing still moved to the side.
After training at this level, my whole body feels hot as soon as I stop.
"Don't be pretentious in vain."
With his arms behind his head, Mo Shangyun looked up at the bright starry sky and took Ding Jing's words leisurely.
"..."
When Ding Jing lost his temper, he grabbed a handful of grass and threw it towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun had quick eyes and quick hands. He stretched out his arm to block the attack and blocked the insult.
Mo Shangjun said, "A gentleman talks but never uses his hands."
"Fuck you - wait for me to recover!" Ding Jing breathed.
Even if she had a little bit of physical strength, she could rush forward and fight with Mo Shangyun.
The night is getting darker and everything is quiet. There are no other figures seen on the training ground at this point, only the two of them are lying on the grass. The sky and the earth are vast, the night sky is broad, and the breeze comes slowly, blowing away the heat and sweat on the body.
, there is an indescribable comfort in the tranquility.
Mo Shangjun has a lot of contact with nature. From childhood, her most memories are of nature. She rarely experiences the hustle and bustle of the city, so this kind of scene and atmosphere is the one she is most familiar with.
Then, she thought that Ding Jing was probably the same.
"Are you going shopping during the National Day?" Mo Shangyun tilted his head slightly and asked Ding Jing.
"Shopping?" Ding Jing looked towards her, "You want to buy clothes?"
"You don't want to buy it?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
"...If you sincerely invite me, I can reluctantly consider it." Ding Jing said humbly.
"..."
Mo Shangjun did not speak, but pulled a handful of grass and threw it towards Ding Jing.
Ding Jing was unprepared. She splashed weeds and dirt on his face, and he immediately got up and scratched his face, sighing twice.
“Tell me, do you think this is ‘only state officials are allowed to set fires, but common people are not allowed to light lamps’?!”
"Hey, cultured person."
Mo Shangjun sat up, bent his right leg, and put his elbow on his knee.
"Can't-" Ding Jing was just proud for a second before he reacted, "Fuck, you changed the subject again!"
After cursing a few words, Ding Jing's fingers had already grasped the weeds, intending to "surprise" Mo Shangjun, but when he looked over, he saw the sparkling smile in Mo Shangjun's eyes, as if he had crushed the stars.
, the stars were shining brightly, still in such a careless manner, but Ding Jing lost his temper all of a sudden.
The weeds had not yet sprouted from the ground. Ding Jing thought that it would not be easy for them to grow, so he slowly let go of his hand.
Forget it, just let her go.
Rubbing his nose, Ding Jing asked, "Can you get a fake one for the National Day?"
"Who am I?"
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows, looking extremely arrogant.
"..." He wanted to beat her heart, ready to do so.
After a pause, Mo Shangjun said with a smile, "I hope I can get a day off before the Mid-Autumn Festival."
The Mid-Autumn Festival falls during the National Day holiday, and it avoids the beginning and end and falls right in the middle.
The army does not have a holiday during the National Day, but the training schedule is not too stressful and is relatively relaxed.
During these days, you can take turns taking leave to go out.
However, they had already organized a 'Mid-Autumn Festival Party' for them, and Mo Shangjun didn't want them to take advantage of this. He had to let her stay well at the training ground, and he couldn't spoil them too much.
Of course, with Ding Jing's ability... it doesn't matter if she doesn't train for a day or two, and this guy's experience is really pitiful, so it doesn't matter if he takes her out for a walk.
Ding Jing asked curiously, "How many will you bring?"
"How many can there be?" Mo Shangyun glanced sideways, "Just one. If you don't go, I will find others."
"..." Ding Jing pretended to think for a while, and then said pretentiously, "Then I will feel aggrieved and agree to you."
Mo Shangyun couldn't hold it back and rolled his eyes at her.
Ding Jing snorted.
If you want to give her special treatment, just say so, why should you beat around the bush?
Mo Shangjun picked up the training hat that was thrown on the ground, then stood up, "If you don't leave, the lights will be turned off."
"Pull a little."
Ding Jing stretched out his hand towards her.
After patting the weed debris on his clothes, Mo Shangyun glanced at her lightly, looking at her boneless and paralyzed appearance, and stretched out his hand towards her.
As soon as Ding Jing grabbed her hand, he wanted to pull Mo Shangjun directly to the ground, but Mo Shangjun was already prepared. She pulled hard, but Mo Shangjun still stood there unmoving.
Then she exerted force and pulled Ding Jing up from the ground.
"The hands are really strong." Ding Jing frowned and complained.
Letting go of her hand, Mo Shangyun put on his training cap and said lazily, "If you get any more trouble, just lie here and feed the mosquitoes."
Ding Jing "..."
As soon as Mo Shangyun left, Ding Jing quickly followed Mo Shangyun.
After all, Mo Shangjun has always been a person who 'walks the talk'.
Time flies and it’s National Day.
Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng couldn't stay in the hospital anymore, so they applied for early discharge. They were finally approved and returned to the base on National Day.
But what greeted them was not the warm welcome and applause of flowers from their teammates, but the physical recovery training Ji Zhou gave them.
Coming back alive? Good thing.
However, recuperation is all about recuperation. Physical fitness has declined, and meat has been gained. All these must be taken care of.
A National Day training was properly arranged and put on the agenda very simply.
Liang Zhiqiong found inexplicably that when Peng Yuqiu was hospitalized, she rarely saw Peng Yuqiu; now that she comes back, the chance of meeting her is almost the same as before...
"Hey, it's so hard to fall in love in the army." Liang Zhiqiong squatted on a chair and complained, "It's only about ten minutes away, and it has to be treated like a long-distance relationship."
Mo Shangjun walked in from the balcony after hanging his clothes and glanced at her lightly.
Just when he wanted her not to commit suicide, Ding Jing opened the door and came in. When he saw Liang Zhiqiong squatting on his chair, he immediately frowned, "Whose chair are you stepping on?"
"your!"
Liang Zhiqiong raised his head, not timid at all, and directly challenged Ding Jing.
"Oh, you're brave now." Ding Jing's eyebrows moved and he looked Liang Zhiqiong up and down.
Liang Zhiqiong stared at her and protested, "I'm not ashamed to seduce the captain just because I'm pretty!"
"Get off here."
Ding Jing was kicked off the chair.
"I don't!"
Liang Zhiqiong clutched the back of the chair tightly, intending to live and die with Ding Jing's chair.
Ding Jing kicked his feet and found that Liang Zhiqiong was still resisting, so he glanced at Mo Shangjun in disbelief, "Is she sick?"
"Yeah, I smoked it." Mo Shangyun replied casually.
"Mo Shangyun! Even if I don't argue with you, you still talk about me like this?!" Liang Zhiqiong was so angry, "Tell me, why did you take her out alone? We are not your children."
Isn’t it cute?!”
Mo Shangyun pulled out his chair and said calmly, "If you can beat her, I'll kick her away right away and take you with me."
Liang Zhiqiong "..." immediately lost her confidence.
Ding Jing laughed dumbly.
After a while, Liang Zhiqiong calmed down a little, wrung his fingers and discussed with Mo Shangjun, "Can I find two helpers in the second team?"
Mo Shangjun glanced sideways at her.
"Go out!"
Ding Jing burst out laughing.
"You're someone who takes shortcuts to find relationships, why don't you try smiling again?!"
Liang Zhiqiong was so angry that he kicked off his chair and jumped up.
As a result, he jumped up too fast, his center of gravity became unstable, and he fell down along with the chair. Ding Lens, who was standing behind the chair, stretched out his hand to catch Liang Zhiqiong in pain, but Liang Zhiqiong fell directly into her arms.
The chair fell to the ground with a "bang", but Liang Zhiqiong's whole body hung on Ding Jing's body, her hands tightly holding Ding Jing's shoulders, and nothing happened.
What a great drama about "a hero saving a beauty".
"What do you mean by throwing yourself into my arms?" Ding Jing looked at her with a smile and raised his hand to touch Liang Zhiqiong's face.
"…frivolous! wanton!"
Liang Zhiqiong quickly let go of her and muttered angrily.
However, after such a toss, the arrogance has obviously restrained a lot.
Liang Zhiqiong was unhappy.
Although Mo Shangjun said that they could write her a list of whatever they wanted to bring and buy everything they could. However, she was still unhappy - why did she bring Ding Jing out?
She took a step forward, wanting to say a few words to Mo Shangyun, thinking that even if Mo Shangyun didn't take her out, she would still have to let her vent.
However, before the words could be spoken, there was a knock on the door.
Ding Jing didn't close the door to begin with, but the door was ajar. The three of them followed the sound and saw Jiang Qiong standing at the door.
Looking at Ding Jing and Liang Zhiqiong who were next to each other and the chairs on the ground, Jiang Qiong was a little surprised, and then asked with a smile, "Why, are you still fighting in front of your captain?"
"Captain Jiang." Ding Jing greeted her.
"Hello, Captain Jiang."
Liang Zhiqiong also greeted quickly and obediently.
"We're making a fuss." Mo Shangyun took over the words leisurely, "Is something wrong?"
Jiang Qiong said, "The selection area for new recruits has come out. You are in charge of the Xilan Military Region."
Nodding, Mo Shangyun asked, "When will it start?"
"At the end of the month," Jiang Qiong said, "in two months, the good recruits should be out."
"OK."
Now, this month's schedule is basically full.
After the National Day, I have to go to the Armored Reconnaissance Battalion for a tour. When I come back, there is a large-scale exercise. Once the exercise is over, it is time to prepare for the selection of new recruits.
After Jiang Qiong finished speaking, he left.
But Liang Zhiqiong was very curious, and his attention was immediately diverted, "Mo Shangjun, when you select new recruits, will you bring them there?"
"...Yes."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
Liang Zhiqiong's eyes suddenly seemed to shine, and she stared at Mo Shangyun suggestively, almost pointing at herself and saying, 'Take me! Take me! Hurry up and say take me!'
Shrugging his shoulders, Mo Shangyun said very bluntly, "You can't."
"Why?" Liang Zhiqiong's eyes widened.
Mo Shangjun didn't speak, but Ding Jing took her away first. When he bent down to lift the chair, he said leisurely, "You can even fall down when you step on the chair. I brought you here because I want to tell people."
'This is how our army is, don't come to our place'?!"
Liang Zhiqiong "..."
Sealand Military Region!
She really wants to go back to her old army and show off, okay?!
Seeing Liang Zhiqiong's thoughts, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and said, "There will be another chance in the future."
"..."
Liang Zhiqiong drooped his head, a little frustrated.
However, she didn't have to go with her, so within a few seconds, she started pestering Mo Shangyun, talking about how she would praise her if she went to her old army...
Refresh yourself every minute.
Ding Jing was stunned when he heard this. He took his clothes and went to take a shower. When he came out, he found that Liang Zhiqiong was still pulling Mo Shangyun and said that Mo Shangyun was quite patient and did not kick Liang Zhiqiong out.
Mo Shangjun could bear it, but Ding Jing couldn't bear it at all. He took Liang Zhiqiong back and threw him directly into the dormitory next door.
"It's strange, it's almost time to turn off the lights, and Tang Shi hasn't come back yet." Ding Jing said a little strangely after he came back.
"She is asking Squad Leader Zhang for advice on how to make mooncakes." Mo Shangyun said slowly, "If nothing else, we can taste the first batch after lights out."