Perhaps because he was persuaded by Mo Shangjun, the instructor did not talk to Mo Shangjun about the recruits again.
The Second Company, stimulated by Mo Shangjun, also began to work hard to become stronger. They still competed with Mo Shangjun every day, but there was no big conflict.
So, Mo Shangjun lived a peaceful life for a few days.
Can--
As soon as Saturday arrived, Mo Shangyun's purity was broken.
"New Year's Day is coming soon. Our company has to participate in the New Year's Eve party organized by the camp. We will sign up for several programs and you will be responsible for supervising and rehearsing. How about it?"
When Lang Yan entrusted this task, Mo Shangjun was having breakfast in the cafeteria.
Two steamed buns, an egg, and a bowl of porridge.
As soon as she picked up the second steamed bun, Lang Yan came to sit in front of her with a sincere expression.
"Not very good."
Mo Shangjun took a bite of the steamed bun and answered without interest.
"You are versatile and fully capable of taking on this important task." Lang Yan began the brainwashing policy.
"Excuse me." Mo Shangjun said calmly.
"Our previous programs were all the least outstanding." Lang Yan said sadly.
"oh."
Mo Shangjun took a sip of porridge and didn't give him the slightest reaction.
"The battalion commander appointed you to be the host and asked you to prepare a speech. If you..." Lang Yan meant a lot.
"make a deal."
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Shangyun opened his mouth to intercept him.
"Happy weekend." Lang Yan smiled with satisfaction, not stingy with his blessings.
"Thanks."
Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.
Lang Yan stood up and left.
Mo Shangjun continued to eat her breakfast.
After eating, Mo Shangyun went directly to the office.
Based on her observations of the Second Company in the past few days, she had to change her previous training plan.
However, as soon as she turned on the computer, her cell phone buzzed.
It's a text message.
Note: Yan Meiren.
[Meet you at the battalion commander’s office at nine o’clock.]
After scanning the message, his eyes fell on the note again. Mo Shangyun touched his nose, thinking that this note must not be discovered by Yan Tianxing, so he decisively put the phone into the drawer.
It was still early now, more than an hour before nine o'clock, so Mo Shangyun concentrated on revising the training plan.
When the plan is almost revised, the time is almost up.
After turning off the computer, Mo Shangyun looked at his watch and then went directly to the battalion commander's office.
She didn't know why those who stayed had to go to the battalion commander's office.
But when things get tough, we can't back down.
At nine o'clock sharp, Mo Shangjun arrived at the door of the battalion commander's office.
The door is ajar.
After a pause, Mo Shangyun calmed down his idleness and knocked on the door three times with extra seriousness.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
The sound was very rhythmic.
"Come in."
Two words came from the door, a deep magnetic voice, extremely familiar.
After he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun opened the door.
His eyes looked around the office.
He had been here once before, so Mo Shangyun immediately looked towards the desk, but it was empty, and he didn't see anyone. His eyes turned and landed on the sofa opposite the desk, but he saw only one person sitting there.
There.
It is Yan Tianxing.
This evildoer is different from the elegant and noble person he was when we first met him, and he is also different from the lazy and casual person he was when we met him the second time.
This time, he put on the army's combat uniform, with his legs crossed and the round-brimmed battle hat in his hand, and there were still a few streaks of military paint on his handsome and deep face.
Any man looks handsome when he puts on a military uniform.
Mo Shangyun believed that this man would look handsome in any clothes.
The combat uniform is the most masculine among military uniforms. The mottled camouflage exudes the smell of iron and blood. When he wears it, a wild and domineering aura hits his face. The eyes he raises inadvertently seem calm, but they are faintly mixed with...
A bit sharp and ruthless.
The moment he met his gaze, it was like seeing a sharp sword thrust straight into his eyes.
A very lethal look.
"Is there a drill?"
Mo Shangjun curled his lips and smiled, and when he walked in, he closed the door.
"Just finished."
Yan Tianxing also curled his lips, and his bloodthirsty and fierce aura weakened a bit.
Walking over, Mo Shangyun sat down on the single sofa on one side, stretched out his fingers to lift the brim of his hat, and then looked at Yan Tianxing calmly, "Are you waiting for the battalion commander?"
"Need not."
Yan Tianxing replied calmly, then put down his legs, picked up the teapot and teacup from the coffee table, and poured two cups of tea leisurely.
His movement of pouring tea was very smooth, and the small purple clay tea cup did not seem inconsistent with his brutal and tough attitude.
Rubbing his chin with his fingers, Mo Shangjun looked at him thoughtfully. Some people would get tired of looking at him for a long time, but this one seemed more and more handsome the more he looked at him.
Soon, Yan Tianxing pushed the teacup in front of her.
Mo Shangjun looked at the position where the teacup was steady, and saw that the teacup was just on the edge of the coffee table, stopping steadily.
"Answer."
Holding the tea cup in hand, Yan Tianxing took a sip slowly and said to her calmly.
"What if you don't like the answer?" Mo Shangjun also picked up the tea cup and asked leisurely.
"Unfortunately," Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows and his eyes darkened slightly, "I can't even listen to anyone I don't like."
Mo Shangyun smiled and said, "What can I know about this assessment?"
"They all know nothing." Yan Tianxing replied lazily.
"There are exceptions to everything." Mo Shangyun said slowly.
Looking at her, Yan Tianxing said in a deep tone, "Answer."
"Your lust is sold, I keep my promise." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, his beautiful phoenix eyes curved up, like a fox.
Yan Tianxing was satisfied.
Anyway, if the goal is achieved, the process is not a loss.
"Three rounds of assessment, elimination system, those left at the end will be put on the waiting list." Yan Tianxing's words were concise and clear, giving an overview.
In fact, Mo Shangjun didn't guess at all.
Special forces are selected every year from various military regions, mainly to recruit scouts.
But the way to choose has never been so troublesome.
This assessment actually kills two birds with one stone.
The Xilan Military Region needs to select a group of people for key training, and Yan Tianxing is planning to select the trainees needed for next year's selection, so there is such an assessment.
"Everything is voluntary?" Mo Shangyun took a sip of tea.
"Um."
"The ones who were eliminated..." Mo Shangyun drawled his voice. He didn't ask explicitly, but the hint was very clear.
"Shameful." Yan Tianxing accepted the words calmly.
"When does it begin?"
"Next March."
March coincides with the end of the reconnaissance camp assessment at the end of February.
There's enough time.
After thinking about it in his mind, Mo Shangyun put down the tea cup and asked with a smile: "What should I do?"
"train."
"Thank you."
Mo Shangjun made a cool sound and then stood up directly.
"I thought you would have more questions." Yan Tian and Xing You said leisurely, raising his eyelids and looking at her.
"For example?" Without hurrying to leave, Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at him.
"Which army selects people?"
"You can say that?" Mo Shangyun crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows lightly.
"No." Yan Tianxing raised his lower lip, his thin lips sexy and charming.
Mo Shangjun's eyes paused for a moment, then he looked away and shrugged indifferently.
I wanted to say goodbye, but unexpectedly, Yan Tianxing also stood up.
"Let's go together."
Walking straight to her side, Yan Tianxing looked down at her and spoke very casually.
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