Mo Shangyun listened calmly to Yan Gui's explanation of the details.
She thought it was just a small dispute and never paid it any attention.
However, the current situation is obviously a bit noisy, and one group of people and another group of people seem to be forming a gang.
If you don't do it well, you will easily be kicked back.
The soldiers she brought out were driven back in such a useless manner, and it was a bit unpleasant to spread the news.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun said to Yan Gui: "Come to me if you have any problems tonight."
"okay!"
Yan Gui was eager to give it a try and agreed.
*
During the afternoon's armed swim, Mo Shangyun slightly increased his speed.
Stay at around fifty overall.
However, they unexpectedly met Yu Yitong and An Chen.
An Chen is very good at swimming. He has always been among the best in water-related events. Now he is in the middle and upper reaches and is teaching Yu Yitong how to swim.
Yu Yitong, who ranks second in overall strength among female soldiers, is least good at swimming.
The two came from the same troop, so Mo Shangyun was not surprised. He glanced at them and swam past them quietly.
"Momo."
Just over one meter away, Mo Shangyun heard An Chen's voice.
She originally planned to turn a deaf ear, but the fluctuations in the water surface were a bit large, and the ripples spread. In the blink of an eye, An Chen had already arrived beside her.
"I heard that Ni Nu colluded with others to frame you."
He didn't touch her, but just followed her. An Chen looked at her worriedly.
Mo Shangyun turned his head slightly and glanced at him.
The rain was a bit heavy, pattering down and causing ripples and waves on the water.
An Chen looked worried, his eyebrows were gentle, rain fell on him, water droplets fell on his face, and his eyes became a little brighter.
"At best, it's considered knowledge but not reporting."
Mo Shangjun withdrew his gaze and continued to swim forward.
The water surface was pushed aside, and An Chen followed closely beside her, asking two words in a low voice, "Do you believe it?"
"I do not care."
Mo Shangjun answered leisurely.
There is no question of whether you believe it or not. Once this matter is found out, it all depends on the results before you.
Based on the results, they will be given corresponding punishments.
As for such a small issue, she didn't need to study it thoroughly.
An Chen was stunned for a moment.
Then, I listened.
Mo Shangyun did not wait for him and kept moving forward at his own speed.
Soon, Yu Yitong swam to An Chen's side.
"You have always believed that Mo Shangyun is retaining his strength," Yu Yitong stopped, glanced at An Chen, and asked lightly, "Why?"
She only had the impression of Mo Shangyun's strength when they first met him.
It's very powerful.
In their first confrontation, An Chen had no doubts about Mo Shangyun's strength. In fact, Mo Shangyun lived up to his belief and killed them instantly in a shocking way.
However, during the four days since she came here, she observed Mo Shangyun from time to time, but she never saw the word "awesome" on Mo Shangyun.
It's like the flamboyant and confident woman when we first met is a completely different person.
"She didn't deliberately reserve her strength." An Chen raised his eyes, looked at the direction Mo Shangyun left, and frowned, "She was just playing."
"play?"
Nodding slightly, An Chen asked: "Have you ever seen a test paper that has a 100% strength, but only writes a 60% answer, leaving the rest blank?"
Yu Yitong stared, then shook his head.
I've heard of it, but I've never seen it.
"She is." An Chen's voice was very sure.
Several times, he had seen Mo Shangjun's test paper. He could write as many correct answers as he wanted to score, and the rest of the papers were either left blank or "copied" from other people's wrong answers.
For her, filling in correct answers into satisfactory wrong answers is also a kind of fun.
As the saying goes, it’s always cold at high places.
When your realm is high, you won’t pursue perfect scores, but other pleasures.
However, An Chen still can't understand her thoughts.
Yu Yitong raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "Then what fun does she have now?"
"Observe others." An Chen guessed.
He didn't know exactly what Mo Shangyun was thinking.
When he was in Mo Shangjun recently, it was the second semester of his junior year.
But even then, Mo Shangyun didn't get close to him.
He can only observe.
He knows that she likes to go to the library to read and read all kinds of books; she likes to find remote places to bask in the sun and take a nap; she likes clothes that are easy to move; her left ear will feel uncomfortable when hearing loud noises; she doesn't pay attention to her diet, and she has always dealt with it.
things; disappear when the mood comes, can't see anyone for several days, and can't get an explanation if I ask; never sleeps in, and will continue to train during holidays; often skips classes to attend classes in various classrooms, likes to hit people no matter what, can't stand it;
But I can accept many things and never discuss them with righteous indignation...
Mo Shangyun has too many habits that are inconsistent with ordinary people.
Anyone who comes into contact with her will admire him, but they dare not have a deep friendship with her.
He remembered that Mo Shangjun had a roommate who once discovered that she was going out with him. He guessed that something was strange and acted extremely surprised after receiving his confirmation.
At that time, I jokingly told him that their dormitory had always said that Mo Shangjun had a chic and lonely soul, and they had secretly discussed what kind of person would be a good match for Mo Shangjun.
The conclusion is that if Mo Shangjun compromises, otherwise, she will most likely end up alone.
An Chen didn't take it seriously at the time, but after breaking up, he realized that the roommate's evaluation of Mo Shangjun was not wrong.
People like Mo Shangjun are indeed different from ordinary people.
Chic and lonely.
Can't find a soul that resonates.
Therefore, no one can easily enter her heart.
"You go first, I'll take my time."
Yu Yitong looked at Mo Shangyun who was walking away, and then withdrew his gaze.
It was An Chen who came to ask a few questions about Mo Shangjun just now, and then gave her some instruction on swimming.
Grades are important.
Not everyone has Mo Shangjun's capital.
It was not good for her to continue to delay An Chen.
An Chen hesitated for a moment, then nodded, reminded her to pay attention to a few actions, and then continued to swim forward.
*
In terms of grades, Mo Shangyun has made great progress.
Armed swimming, 45th place.
In the evening, when Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng sorted out their results, they both expressed their relief.
It's not easy.
The night is getting darker.
Du Juan was punished and was sent away quietly before dark.
Except for the people in tent 7, no one noticed her leaving.
Before Du Juan left, I don't know what she said to Ran Feifei. As soon as night came, the atmosphere between Ran Feifei and Ni Na fell into a tense situation. Not only did they not say a word, but they even occasionally glanced at each other, and the atmosphere became very strange.
Just after seven o'clock, the rain outside also stopped, and the air was moist and had a heavy atmosphere.
Mo Shangjun is sitting on the bench writing notes, with the notebook on his knees and a pen in his hand. When writing, he lowers his head slightly and looks serious. When he is not writing, he looks at the notebook and unconsciously plays with his fingers to sign.
Pen.
Lin Qi occasionally glanced at her.
I sat there for two whole hours without moving.
When Yan Gui came in, there was only a little ink left on the pen in Jun's hand.
"Mo Mo——"
Yan Gui smiled and said hello to the others, and then walked straight towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun ignored him and finished writing the last line.
At this time, the signature pen just ran out of ink and could no longer write a single stroke.
She glanced at the pen disappointedly, then closed the notebook and stood up from the bench.
"Wait."
Chao Yangui lost two words, and Mo Shangjun bent down to pick up the bench, threw it under the bed, and put the notebook and signature pen into his backpack.
Then, he went out with Yan Gui.
The campground is very bright, but the ground is muddy and full of potholes, making walking very inconvenient.
"what's the situation?"
After walking some distance, Mo Shangyun asked Yan Gui.
"We have an appointment for a fight at eight o'clock. I've already found out the location." Yan Gui's tone was full of the excitement of a bystander.
Mo Shangjun looked at him sideways, "Who suggested it?"
"Do you know Duan Zimu, who is among the top three male soldiers?" Yan Gui asked with a smile.
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded, then frowned, "He?"
"Yes, that's what he suggested." Yan Gui geared up, "Originally it was just a war of words, but the noise was a bit loud and it disturbed him, so he stood up and suggested that men should do it. Quarrels are what shrews do...
"
Speaking of this, Yan Gui glanced at Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun's eyes flashed with a fierce light.
Yan Gui suddenly shivered.
The next moment, Mo Shangyun took a detour and walked towards the tent where the instructors were resting.
"Where are you going?" Yan Gui's scalp exploded immediately and he called her quickly.
"Look for the instructor."
Mo Shangjun answered leisurely.
There was a cold wind whistling from behind. Yan Gui sighed that something was wrong, and then he caught up with Mo Shangyun's speed.
"Mo Mo, aren't you?" Yan Gui looked at her in disbelief.
Where is the demon king who leads them to cause trouble?!
How come you have only been in the company for three months and led soldiers for three months, but you can't even see fights or troubles?
"No." Mo Shangyun said calmly.
"I said, Mo Mo...ah?" Yan Gui, who was just about to give her some ideological education, couldn't help but be stunned and opened his eyes in surprise, "What's not the case?"
Mo Shangjun shrugged.
"No hurry, go get a pen first."
Yan Gui: "..."
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)