128, Is there a painting and calligraphy missing in our office?
His eyes swept to Yan Tianxing, and Mo Shangyun silently put down his cell phone and began to eat.
Looking at the opposite side, Liang Zhiqiong and Yuanqu were eating voraciously, and they didn't know how eager they were to eat, and they were like an evil ghost reincarnated.
Mo Shangyun couldn't help but find it funny.
There was enough dishes on the table and rice could be added at any time. Mo Shangyun didn't snatch them and ate them slowly.
When she finished eating, the two were still fighting.
Lang Yan called in time. After Mo Shangyun answered, he greeted the two of them and planned to go to check the bill.
"Mo Shangyun!"
When he saw her get up, Liang Zhiqiong hurriedly called her.
"Um?"
Mo Shangyun lowered her eyelids.
Liang Zhiqiong took a break from his busy schedule and winked at Mo Shangyun, "Help me watch Dian Peng Yuqiu."
“…It depends on the situation.”
After dealing with it perfunctorily, Mo Shangyun left with her backpack and bag.
After checking the bill, as soon as I left the restaurant, I saw the jeep parked on the side of the road, and Lang Yan who was standing outside the car door waiting, and waved her when I saw her.
Wearing military uniforms, I was indeed here to do the business, and I was meticulous from beginning to end. In this way, I could just take the military promotional photos.
In less than a month, Lang Yan, who lived in the office, was successfully tanned. His healthy wheat-colored skin became more and more mature, and his eyebrows were gradually sharper.
However, that kindness and cheerfulness have not diminished.
"Slimmed."
As soon as Mo Shangyun approached, Lang Yan looked at her a few times and shook his head.
"Things of the world are difficult." Mo Shangyun sighed in cooperation.
“…”
Lang Yan laughed.
"Please."
When he opened the car door, Lang Yan made a gesture of inviting him.
"Thank you."
Mo Shangyun sat in as he followed the flow of goodness.
Soon, Lang Yan bypassed the front of the car and sat down in the driving position.
Just as I was about to tell Mo Shangyun to fasten his seat belt, but when I turned my head, I found that Mo Shangyun had flexed the seat belt steadily and sat in a particularly straightforward manner.
She put her backpack and bag at her feet.
"Treasure?"
After scanning the bags, Lang Yan asked with a teasing smile.
He actually brings a bag when traveling, which doesn’t seem to be in line with Mo Shangyun’s usual style.
Mo Shangjun glanced at him, then slowly called him, "Company Commander."
"What's wrong?"
Lang Yan started the car and felt that air conditioning was coming from all directions, and he was everywhere, so he closed the window.
"Don't you think," Mo Shangyun paused slightly and asked meaningfully, "We are missing a painting in our office?"
After being stunned, Lang Yan was successfully led by Mo Shangyun and nodded in shame, "The second company's certificate and pennant are a little too small."
"I happened to bring back a calligraphy and painting."
Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun suddenly felt a little painful in his conscience.
Lang Yan said without hesitation: "Okay, just hang up when you go back."
"OK."
Mo Shangyun responded slowly, and her eyes unconsciously floated outside the window.
Well... the city view is good.
Along the way, Lang Yan didn't take the questions about "calligraphy and painting" in just a few words at all, but instead asked Mo Shangyun about the March assessment.
For example, the performance of Li Liang, Lin Qi, and Xiang Yongming.
For example, compared with one successive situation, what is the gap?
For example, in March, whether all the elites in the military region were gathered.
Mo Shangyun told Lang Yan truthfully what he could say.
Of course, she didn't mention her own performance.
Anyway...it's not interesting.
The journey was a bit long, and it took nearly three hours to drive, Lang Yan also told Mo Shangyun carefully about the situation in the company.
This time, Mo Shangyun has only been away for less than a month, and there are few things happening in the company. He only often has friction with the two companies. The training has been carried out according to Mo Shangyun's plan, and he won the "assessment" for the first time
The second company of the first" also maintains its passion until now.
Mo Shangyun listened carefully.
Somehow, I only left for less than a month, but it seemed like I had been away for a long time, and I didn’t feel familiar with most things.
*
1 Group Army, Reconnaissance Battalion, and Second Company Office.
11 pm.
The office lights are on, brightly lit, and the view is quite clear.
Lang Yan looked at the calligraphy and paintings in his hand, and his expression was a little entangled.
He suddenly realized that the guilt he felt when responding to Mo Shangyun was purely because he was thinking too much.
this……
I will be asked by the instructor to have a heart-to-heart talk tomorrow.
"Dear Comrade Mo Shangyun, let me ask, who wrote this...?"
After a while, Lang Yan suppressed his inner depression and asked Mo Shangyun.
"It doesn't matter who wrote it," Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and persuaded with a smile, "What's important is the thought expressed in these words."
Lang Yan: "…"
Speaking of this, Lang Yan is really irrefutable.
As a soldier, it is impossible to deny the "loyalty to serve the country"?
However, Lang Yan was unhappy from the bottom of his heart to hang such deliberate, sloppy and grand words on the wall above his head, making many people laugh at it.
"Let's do it, it's too late today. I'll find someone to hang up tomorrow. How about it?"
Lang Yan suggested without a smile.
The longer the time it takes to hang the calligraphy and painting above your head, the better. Lang Yan didn't mind at all.
"OK."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
He stopped teasing him, clapped his hands, put two bags, and then returned to the dormitory with his backpack.
It was time to turn off the lights, but she did not turn on the light, but she clearly saw the situation in the dormitory with the help of the light outside.
They are not with Lin Qi, but for so long, there is not even a dust at all, so clean it seems that people are still living here yesterday.
The bedding and items were not moved at all, but the traces of frequent cleaning could be seen.
Mo Shangyun swept around and couldn't help but curl her lips and chuckled.
Because these boys are attentive enough, she will not participate in their training these days.
*
The next day.
Early in the morning, Mo Shangyun had just finished breakfast when the battalion commander called him to have a heart-to-heart talk.
The key is two things.
1. On that incident a month ago, I did a deep ideological education to determine whether Mo Shangyun had negative emotions.
Second, the battalion commander had a general understanding of the March assessment and expressed a pity for Mo Shangyun's behavior of giving up after the second round.
It was just two simple things that were so simple. After more than an hour of communication, Mo Shangyun left the battalion commander's office.
However, when returning to the Second Company, he had to pass the First Company again. Mo Shangyun received a lot of greetings along the way. It took him half an hour to go back to the Second Company after ten minutes.
I feel a little tired for no reason.
"Men Mo!"
"Men Mo!"
"Men Mo!"
...
Back at the Second Corps, Mo Shangyun received diligent greetings again.
After rubbing his eyebrows and avoiding the crowds, Mo Shangyun returned to the office.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Lang Yan and the instructor standing under a wall.
The instructor said: "If you want to hang it, just hang it better! What's this? - serving the country with loyalty. Forget these words, but can you find someone to write it better? This is not what you wrote by yourself.
Is it? Where is the signature?"
Lang Yan said with great thought, "It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. What's important is that the meaning of these words is very intuitively expressing the core ideas of our army-"
"Just just pull you!" The instructor interrupted him angrily.
Mo Shangyun's leg that had been lifted in, paused for a moment, and quietly took it back.
However, standing at the door was really conspicuous. Before she could disappear, the instructor and Lang Yan's eyes swept over.
"Person Mo, tell me," the instructor called her directly, pointed at Lang Yan, and said, "He went out yesterday, and was deceived. He brought a loyalty to serve the country. He insisted on it.
Hanging it on the wall is like being brainwashed. Can you bear it when you are in the same office as him?!"
Lang Yan: "…"
Mo Shangyun thought for a while, stood straight at the door, and said bluntly: "I brought that calligraphy and painting back."
Instructor: “…”
His face turned blue and purple, and the instructor opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't even say a word.
Seeing the instructor's speechless look, Lang Yan unconsciously wanted to laugh, so his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his eyes were filled with smiles.
"Who wrote this?"
After a long time, the instructor calmed down and asked Mo Shangyun in a rather entangled manner.
"Family."
Mo Shangyun looked calm.
Instructor: “…”
For a moment, I couldn't say anything.
Family members, can't they...her dad?
If you don’t have a signature, it’s not right, are you afraid it’s too silly?
The instructor shuddered immediately.
Finally, without any thought of stopping, he waved his hand in disappointment and said with a stern face: "All you do."
As soon as the words were finished, the instructor couldn't wait to leave.
This is definitely not about Mo Shangyun’s father’s face!
This is...I'm too lazy to care about it!
The instructor comforted himself, and the shadows disappeared with great strides.
Mo Shangyun leaned against the door and raised her eyebrows at Lang Yan with a smile.
Lang Yan sighed with his fate.
When I looked up, I saw the four big words "Loyalty for the country", and there was a seemingly vague grievance in my eyes.
I guess these words have to be hung above his head.
You have to work harder and get promoted earlier.
Lang Yan made up his mind silently.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)