Yan Tianxing said, turned around and went to the bedroom.
"Um?"
After putting away the phone, Mo Shangyun glanced at him.
Seeing him enter the bedroom, Mo Shangyun shrugged, then walked to the sofa and sat down beside it.
Soon, Yan Tianxing came out with an ultra-thin laptop, came to sit next to Mo Shangjun, leaned back, crossed his legs, and put the laptop on his knees.
Open.
The laptop with nothing on it was probably new, but Yan Tianxing logged into his email and downloaded a file package.
There are about a dozen documents in it.
"I'll have a rough understanding of the April training materials in the next few days." Yan Tianxing handed her the laptop.
"OK."
Mo Shangjun responded swiftly.
I glanced at the names of the documents, and most of them were meeting minutes, which was just a simple training process arrangement.
The core information probably cannot be passed around like this.
"I'll pick you up on April 1st." Yan Tianxing explained as he saw her browsing.
"Just two days in advance?"
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but raise his eyes.
Yan Tianxing said: "There is enough time."
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows.
Other instructors start preparations one or two months in advance, but with her, two days is enough?
After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun asked: "Is there a meeting before the training camp?"
"Yes." Yan Tianxing nodded and said, "On the afternoon of the second."
"oh."
Mo Shangjun responded clearly.
Although the meeting time was a little rushed, it was still available. If not, she really had to doubt the formality of this training...
"It's almost ten o'clock."
Mo Shangjun glanced at the time displayed on his laptop and reminded Yan Tianxing in a meaningful way.
Yan Tianxing: "..."
After a while, Yan Tianxing stood up with a gloomy face and said, "Let me know when you get there."
"good."
Mo Shangjun responded in one breath.
The second phase of the March assessment ended and the third phase began. It was a critical moment. He had to determine tomorrow's elimination list. Yan Tianxing was indeed in a hurry to go back and did not continue to delay with Mo Shangyun.
Take the clothes and leave.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Mo Shangyun sat quietly for a while, then stood up and walked towards the bedroom.
*
The next day.
Mo Shangjun got up early, packed up his belongings, checked out of the room, walked around outside, and then took a taxi to the airport.
Arrive in Beijing at noon.
Chen Lu didn't even say hello and came directly to the airport to pick her up.
A middle-aged man in his early forties, with a short hair, a burly figure, and a full beard, he should be inconspicuous when standing in the crowd, but with the toughness of a soldier, Mo Shangyun could spot him at a glance.
.
Mo Shangyun immediately walked towards him.
"Girl."
There was no waving, no joy. It wasn't until Mo Shangyun came closer that Chen Lu called her, as if he had just met her yesterday.
"Uncle Chen." Mo Shangjun called him.
He reached out to grab Mo Shangjun's backpack, but when he saw Mo Shangjun's tall figure and straight waist, he paused and took his hand back.
"Let's go."
After waving his hand, Chen Lu led the way.
Mo Shangyun followed closely behind him.
She thought Chen Lu would come to pick her up and he would at least know how to drive. After all, this military king could do anything. He could drive everything from airplanes to submarines, let alone run on the road.
Mo Shangjun learned all his driving skills from him.
Of course, Chen Lu did drive a car, but it was just a motorcycle.
Very common kind.
Put a box behind you and it will look like a takeaway.
Seeing Chen Lu getting into the car with ease, Mo Shangjun also got in with shame.
"Have you eaten yet?"
Before driving, Chen Lu turned his head and asked Mo Shangyun.
"No." Mo Shangyun answered honestly.
"What do you want to eat?" Chen Lu asked.
Mo Shangyun thought for a moment and said, "Western food."
"Go back and cook some noodles for you."
Chen Lu didn't seem to hear and gave the answer straightforwardly.
When Mo Shangjun put on his helmet, he rolled his eyes for no reason.
Subtly... that's how it comes about.
*
Chen Lu drove all the way and took Mo Shangjun to his Chen Ji Noodle House.
At the door, there is a sign with the four characters "Closed Today" written on it.
Chen Lu opened the door and quickly gave Mo Shangyun a bowl of noodles and beef noodles with a lot of beef on top and a lot of chili peppers.
Mo Shangjun ate happily.
So, Mo Shangyun's first meal back was served perfunctorily.
When he saw the empty bowl of noodles, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but think of the picky Yan Tianxing. Seeing such a scene, he didn't know if he would frown and then sarcastically say something to her.
That’s all.
Mo Shangyun shook this person out of his mind.
In the afternoon, Mo Shangyun chatted with Chen Lu about the speech, and then was contacted by the person in charge of the speech, who said that they had arranged a hotel for the two of them and would send someone to pick them up later to ask for their specific addresses.
Regarding this matter, Mo Shangyun was very cooperative, and so was Chen Lu.
As a result, Chen Kee Noodle House was closed for another three days.
In the past three days, Mo Shangjun didn't eat the beef noodles made by Chen Lu, and he was so busy spinning around like a top.
On the fourth day, before Mo Shangyun could take a breath, he was called over by his instructor who came to the capital.
The tutor came over for academic exchanges, and Mo Shangjun was responsible for taking him out for fun and doing odd jobs with him.
For two whole days, the instructor didn't ask Chen Lu a word. He just expanded a lot of contacts for her over a few meals.
Day five, evening.
Mo Shangjun carried his bag and came to Chen Kee Noodle House.
There was still a "Closed Today" sign on the door, but the door was open and the lights were brightly lit inside.
Chen Lu stood in front of the stove near the door, making noodles with his hands.
The dough seemed to be magic in his hands, but by repeating the same moves over and over again, the dough smoothly turned into noodles. The noodles were long and thin, slightly stained with flour. As the noodles were flying,
The flour was also carried flying in the air.
Chen Lu was not wearing a hat, exposing his head, and was wearing a white apron. The apron was also stained with flour, but it was very clean.
This is a very ordinary noodle shop.
On the noisy streets, hidden among many restaurants. No matter how busy it is, there is only one master in the noodle shop, with only one person and two hands. He can always work in an orderly manner, just like assembling a gun to firing it. Close your eyes.
Nothing can go wrong.
No one from the customers or the surrounding shops would have thought that such an ordinary man had gone through the hail of bullets and made numerous meritorious deeds. He was a soldier king who could only live in legends.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
Having discovered him a long time ago, Chen Lu put down the noodles and looked towards her.
"Uncle Chen, I'm leaving tomorrow," Mo Shangjun put his hand in his trouser pocket and raised his eyebrows at Chen Lu, "Are you free? I'll ask you to do it tonight."
"How much is your salary?" Chen Lu smiled, picked up the towel on the side, wiped his hands, and said, "I'll treat you."
Mo Shangyun looked firm and smiled, "I will honor you."
Chen Lu was stunned for a moment.
After looking at Mo Shangjun a few more times, I realized that he had really... grown up.
After thinking about it, Chen Lu put down the towel, took off his apron, and nodded to Mo Shangyun: "Okay."
There is a barbecue restaurant not far away.
Chen Lu tidied up, closed the door, and led Mo Shangjun to the nearest barbecue restaurant.
The owner of the barbecue restaurant should be familiar with him. When the business was very busy, he took the time to say hello to him.
"Is this your daughter?"
As soon as he saw the two of them, the boss deliberately teased them.
"yes."
Chen Lu nodded, with a smile in his eyes.
Mo Shangjun stood aside quietly without any retort. In his field of vision, there were barbecue stalls, a dazzling array of ingredients, the owner's kind smile, a smile mixed with shy Chen Lu, and even stranger customers in the barbecue shop.
The noisy sound is full of fireworks.
Together with Yan Tianxing, it is always easy to attract attention. That man has his own aura, and people are watching him wherever he goes.
However, when you are with Chen Lu, you blend in naturally. There is nothing special about you. Occasionally, someone will look at you, but they will quickly look away. You are just like everyone else.
Mo Shangjun and Chen Lu ordered a lot of skewers, then ordered four bottles of beer and chose an open-air seat to sit down.
This shop is not as clean as Chen Kee Noodle Shop, but it should be an old shop. The tables and chairs are all made of wood and are old and bear the traces of time.
There were many customers entering the store, some just bought and left, and some chose a seat to sit and eat. It was so lively and noisy that there was no silence for a moment.
"Have you gone home these two days?"
He poured Mo Shangyun a glass of beer, and Chen Lu poured himself another glass.
"No."
Mo Shangjun took a sip of beer.
The specially ordered cold beer has a special sourness in this late March season.
It's not as good as the room-temperature bottle of wine Yan Tianxing bought last time. It's lukewarm and not refreshing at all.
"Why?" Chen Lu glanced at her in confusion, "You didn't go back last time, right?"
"Um."
Mo Shangjun responded calmly, picked up a chopstick of peanuts, and threw it into his mouth.
"That matter," Chen Lu put down his cup, his expression gradually became serious, he stared at Mo Shangyun and asked word by word, "Are you hiding something from me?" (To be continued)