Mo Shangjun was extremely calm about food whose aesthetics had been damaged.
Good or bad, not all are eaten the same.
When it comes to Yan Tianxing, he is extremely picky.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Yan Tianxing's tone was low and he reluctantly comforted her.
Mo Shangjun picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables and didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Although it was a heated meal, it tasted just fine. Mo Shangjun was not a master of dark cuisine. It was just that the beauty of the dish was ruined. The taste was not bad, and the two of them had a good time eating it.
During the meal, Mo Shangjun chatted with Yan Tianxing in a roundabout way and tested the relationship between Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangshuang.
However, foxes are foxes, especially old foxes like Yan Tianxing. They are very tight-lipped and answer every question without revealing any information.
Mo Shangyun simply gave up and buried himself in his meal.
The meal was very fast, and after a while, Mo Shangjun put down his bowl and chopsticks.
At this moment, the mobile phone on the table buzzed and vibrated, and both of them subconsciously looked over there.
Mo Shangshuang’s text message flashed up——
【My dad wants your phone number.】
This line of words caught the eyes of the two of them smoothly. Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing suspiciously, but Yan Tianxing looked calm and showed no signs of panic.
silence.
Neither of them spoke.
No one went to pick up the phone, and the screen gradually dimmed. Before it was completely black, the screen flashed and an unfamiliar phone number appeared.
It's a landline phone.
After glancing at it, Mo Shangyun said firmly: "It's him."
Yan Tianxing paused slightly, not in a hurry to answer the phone, and his eyes swept over Mo Shangjun's face.
Mo Shangyun's expression was very calm, without much surprise, joy, or displeasure. In other words, without any emotion.
It's like seeing a phone call from a stranger.
"No answer?" After a moment, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows at him.
Yan Tianxing has the right not to answer the call. He can also wait to find Mo Shangshuang to find out what happened before calling, but it will be sooner or later.
Yan Tianxing looked away from her, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and picked up his phone.
Connected.
"Hello."
Putting the phone to his ear, Yan Tianxing's voice was mellow, concise and clear in one word.
It was as if he had no idea of the other party's identity.
On the other side of the phone, the voice was also concise and decisive, saying bluntly: "I am Mo Cang, looking for Mo Shangyun."
"Hold on."
Yan Tianxing frowned slightly and asked what Mo Shangyun meant.
There was no sound in the room. Even though the phone was not on speakerphone, the sound clearly reached the bottom of Mo Shangyun's ears.
Mo Shangjun shrugged.
Yan Tianxing handed over the phone.
After taking it, Mo Shangyun stood up and walked directly out.
"dad."
After walking outside the door, Mo Shangyun shouted, his voice cold.
Yan Tianxing did not follow him and could only see Mo Shangyun standing outside the door through the open door.
Standing leisurely, with one hand in her trouser pocket, her clothes were moving in the wind, her hair was fluttering, and her emotions and appearance at the moment could not be seen.
outside the door.
Mo Shangjun's expression became colder and colder.
Speech, Chen Lu, Veteran, Chen Ji Noodle House...
Familiar words draw certain past events into a thread in the hidden meaning of each word.
"Go to hell."
Mo Cang used his usual calm tone, and the four words slowly fell into his ears with the breeze.
"He is your soldier, it is none of my business." Mo Shangyun said in a stiff tone.
"Give him a chance." Mo Cang said solemnly.
Mo Shangyun sneered: "Maybe he doesn't need this opportunity."
"Are you him?"
Mo Cang asked back, neither happy nor angry.
Mo Shangyun's body froze, and his grip on the phone was slightly tight.
For her, the opportunity is not worth mentioning, but in the eyes of many people, it is difficult to get a head start.
She always knew.
After a while, Mo Shangyun regained his composure and said calmly, "I'll give you the answer this afternoon."
"Don't hang up the phone in a hurry." Mo Cang stopped her next move and asked, "What's going on with Yan Tianxing and you?"
It was noon, and as soon as I said I was looking for Mo Shangjun, the phone was handed over to Mo Shangjun, making it clear that we were together.
If a student and an instructor don't take a lunch break, what can they talk about together?
As someone who has been there...
"Let's talk about something," Mo Shangyun said calmly, paused and frowned, "Speaking of which, what's going on with the blind date?"
"Busy, hung up."
Mo Cang didn't seem to hear what Mo Shangyun said. After speaking seriously, he actually hung up the phone.
Looking at the words "call ended", Mo Shangjun frowned tightly.
But soon, his thoughts fell on Chen Lu.
After standing there for a moment, Mo Shangyun concealed the complex emotions in his eyes, turned around and walked in, handing the phone back to Yan Tianxing.
"What's the matter?" Yan Tianxing asked as he took the phone.
Mo Shangyun said calmly: "It's about the speech."
Yan Tianxing raised his eyes, "Agreed?"
"Probably," Mo Shangyun said, "Let's talk about it in the afternoon."
Without telling Yan Tianxing about this matter in detail, Mo Shangjun turned around and walked out.
Inside the house, Yan Tianxing looked at his phone, thoughtfully.
*
Afternoon, half past one.
Mo Shangjun came to the classroom.
There were a lot of people in the classroom, a few sparse ones, all of whom had unsatisfactory grades yesterday, or who had poor control over the knowledge points in the morning and were tutoring temporarily.
Although these people have good military skills, their cultural achievements...are not the same as Liang Zhiqiong's.
This time, there was no An Chen, but Liang Zhiqiong was reviewing alone, studying the knowledge points back and forth, extremely seriously.
Just like yesterday, Mo Shangjun summarized the key knowledge in the morning and tested Liang Zhiqiong with questions. Compared with yesterday's performance at noon, Liang Zhiqiong seemed to have made great progress. Even his IQ increased slowly and he successfully avoided the problem.
Several pits were opened.
Mo Shangjun waved his hand and signaled her to leave it at that.
Seeing this, Liang Zhiqiong was in a good mood. She felt that her IQ was off the charts and that she was so powerful that she completely forgot about her efforts throughout the morning, as if she was just taking control.
Soon, classes started in the afternoon.
Liang Zhiqiong listened for nearly half an hour and accidentally glanced at Mo Shangyun, only to realize that Mo Shangyun was not listening to the class at all, but sleeping on the desk.
Liang Zhiqiong wanted to wake her up, but before her fingers touched Mo Shangyun, several glances came from all around her, immediately freezing her movements.
An Chen, Lin Qi, Duan Zimu.
All three of them stared at her warningly.
Duan Zimu could understand it, but An Chen and Lin Qi, obviously sitting in front, were also paying attention to Mo Shangyun?
Liang Zhiqiong curled her lips and took her hand back consciously.
Mo Shangjun slept until five o'clock in the afternoon. When the papers were handed out, he took the exam directly.
This time, she only wrote for ten minutes and then put down the pen.
"Report, hand in papers."
While others were still having a headache filling in the blanks, Mo Shangyun stood up and said four short words, which really shocked the entire classroom.
The supervising assistant teacher nodded to her.
Mo Shangjun turned over and jumped out of the window to leave.
*
After leaving the classroom, Mo Shangyun went straight to a nearby independent small room.
Yan Tianxing had prepared the meal and was leaning at the door waiting for her.
"Borrow your phone."
Approaching, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and stared at Yan Tianxing with a calm expression.
Yan Tianxing took a look at Mo Shangyun's expression.
Not so relaxed and comfortable, laid back and lazy, with an expressionless face and cold eyes. There was nothing unusual about it, but the air pressure around him was low, just like... what he looked like when he came back from the interrogation that day.
He said nothing and handed the phone to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun took the cell phone, turned around and walked a few steps outside, while Yan Tianxing also walked in without eavesdropping on her phone call.
Mo Shangyun first dialed another phone number.
It's from Chen Lu.
"Hello."
As soon as the phone was answered, Chen Lu's voice came over there, mixed with noise.
There were customers taking orders, children with clear voices, men with rough voices, and women with gentle voices. There were so many voices that I couldn't even hear the words clearly.
"Uncle Chen, it's me." Mo Shangyun said word by word.
"Little girl?"
Chen Lu made a confused sound, obviously surprised.
Soon, the noisy sound on the phone gradually subsided, and he should have gone to a quiet place.
"It's rare for you to call me once," Chen Lu said, with a bit of confusion and worry, "What's going on?"
"I heard that you will go to the lecture at the end of the month." Mo Shangyun said bluntly.
"Um..." Chen Lu paused and his voice was a little low, "I didn't agree."
"They also came to me," Mo Shangyun said calmly, "I agreed if I had you."
"Who said that?" Chen Lu was anxious, "Isn't this a lie?"
"My dad." Mo Shangyun said.
"..."
Chen Lu suddenly fell silent.
After a while, he said, "Mo...your father has indeed looked for me. I also know that he wants to give me a chance, look for an opportunity to show his face, and then naturally arrange a position for me. However, these days, I
I live a very leisurely life, and my noodle shop business is okay..."
"Uncle Chen." Mo Shangjun interrupted him.
"In a word," Mo Shangyun said decisively, "If you go, I will go. If you don't go, I refuse." (To be continued)