"Why, it's so easy to do internal affairs, can't you stay idle?"
There was a hint of laziness and idleness in the cold voice, which was clearly that of Mo Shangjun.
At that moment, the seven people in the dormitory all looked toward the door.
Sure enough, it was Mo Shangyun.
The door was open, and Mo Shangjun appeared at some point. He was leaning against the door with a silhouette. He put his right hand in his trouser pocket and played with a black whistle in his left hand. He tilted his head slightly, his face reflected in the backlight. In the shadow, the delicate facial features are dyed with a cold meaning.
A pair of narrow eyes reflected all the objects and people in the dormitory.
In those lines of sight, there was Sheng Xia's sight full of hatred, Tang Shi's sight full of surprise, and Shen Qianqian's rather disdainful sight. The others kept their composure as much as possible.
However, I was somewhat surprised by this 'ghost' that suddenly appeared at the door.
"Everyone, ten laps of the playground will be carried out at noon. I will supervise." Mo Shangjun scanned the circle lazily and raised his brow slightly, "Do you have any objections?"
"have!"
Shen Qianqian frowned and shouted immediately.
Tang Shi glanced down and shouted: "Report, no!"
Shen Qianqian was angry and looked up at Tang Shi on the upper bunk, her brows almost raised.
However, after Tang Shi finished shouting, she looked towards the door. Her eyes didn't have time to meet hers, nor did she pay attention to Shen Qianqian's emotions.
Shen Qianqian's heart was extremely manic.
At the same time, I heard Mo Shangjun’s voice——
"Sorry, I'm used to asking," Mo Shangyun touched his nose, turned his head to look at Shen Qianqian, and said slowly, "If you have any objections, say it behind your back."
After a pause, Mo Shangyun slightly raised his lips, held the whistle in his hand and knocked gently on the door, "Better, close the door."
The last words fell to the bottom of her ears, and they were so cold that Shen Qianqian shuddered and felt a chill coming from the seams in her bones, all the way to her heart.
Waiting for Mo Shangjun to disappear at the door, a doubt slowly emerged in Shen Qianqian's mind——
When did Mo Shangjun appear?
Is it possible that he listened to everything she said?
Somehow, Shen Qianqian only felt that her whole body was getting colder.
After a while.
She moved and found that people were walking outside one after another. Even the Tang poems on the upper bunk jumped down and went to clean them up neatly.
"Run ten laps, don't you have any objections?"
Shen Qianqian frowned and looked at the man who was minding his own business without knowing why.
"We are in the same dormitory, so we were supposed to be fined together."
Tang Shi went to check the daily necessities and said to Shen Qianqian of course.
Shen Qianqian glanced at Tang Shi.
Now it seems that Tang Shi is Mo Shangjun's biggest fan, and Liang Zhiqiong has to take a back seat.
"You Nianyu, what about you?"
Seeing You Nianyu walking by, Shen Qianqian asked aloud.
"Not surprisingly."
After a slight pause in his steps, You Nianyu raised his hat and replied lightly.
Shen Qianqian was suddenly choked.
"It's normal. Our platoon leader does this all the time, and the company commander even more so." Du Guihua said to Shen Qianqian with some comfort as she passed by.
Jiang Tingzhi shrugged. She couldn't deny her opinion of them. Although she was a little unhappy, it was not an unusual thing in the army.
Shen Qianqian gritted her teeth and left angrily.
As for Liang Zhiqiong and Sheng Xia, they were already involved in the "making trouble" and had no position to speak out. They wisely kept their mouths shut and silently sorted out their internal affairs.
Finally, one minute early, the two left together with Tang Shi.
Eight o'clock sharp.
A rapid assembly whistle sounded downstairs in the dormitory.
The students who had not yet gone out were rushing downstairs like the wind.
Mo Shangyun, who was walking around, stood in the corridor, hearing "Instructor Mo" being called out again and again, and then looking at the figures running past him, he raised his brows inadvertently.
There are really so many people who go to the spot to gather.
Looking at the Group A dormitory in the distance, the number of people is almost one-third of the number here.
The gap between red fruits.
Mo Shangyun touched his nose unhappily.
In the blink of an eye, the fourth floor was empty except for Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangjun picked up the roster in his hand.
She made the roster herself, including names, code names, and various points deductions. In her eyes, it was relatively comprehensive.
After all, this time, there are more things to do and less time. There is no time to observe the housekeeping regulations from beginning to end and then follow the housekeeping regulations. Most of them are in accordance with the rules in the second company.
Waited for a while.
I heard steady footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs.
Gradually, the sound got closer and closer.
Mo Shangyun tilted his head, and sure enough, he saw Yan Tianxing coming out of the stairs.
He raised his eyes, glanced at the corridor indifferently, and then walked directly towards her.
"Give."
As soon as he approached, Mo Shangjun handed over the roster.
There is also a black pen tucked above the roster.
After looking at Mo Shangjun and then at the roster, Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows in understanding.
This posture made it clear that she wanted him to strike.
He didn't mind, and Yan Tianxing took it calmly.
When his hands were empty, Mo Shangjun dug into his pocket and took out a signature pen and a stack of sticky notes.
"Start with 401."
Turning the signature pen in his hand, Mo Shangyun said something to Yan Tianxing, and then walked towards 401.
Yan Tianxing looked at her back, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and then he followed her pace.
Thus, Yan Tianxing witnessed Mo Shangjun's "harshness" with his own eyes for the first time.
Almost not even a speck of dust is left behind.
A dormitory looks neat and clean, but in Mo Shangjun's eyes, he can always find "unsatisfactory" places. He tears up and sticks the sticky note in his hand with extremely smooth movements.
In the obvious places, she would not write anything, but only the points deducted. In the less obvious places, she would explain the reasons very "intimately", and of course she would not forget the final points deducted.
However, going from 401 to 405 is not the most demanding. After seeing the sticky notes from 406 to 410, Yan Tianxing suddenly looked at Mo Shangyun with admiration.
This girl is not just protecting the calf.
In other words, she only protects others in front of others, but on her own side, it is exactly the opposite - she is the most harsh on her own people.
Yan Tianxing followed her willingly. Whenever he saw where she had posted a note, he immediately found the owner of the bed and the deduction points, and recorded them without any mistakes.
Mo Shangjun conducted an internal inspection on a three-story building for two hours from eight o'clock to ten o'clock.
As for Yan Tianxing, who was following behind, he didn't say a word.
"Is this the standard for your company?"
After Mo Shangjun finished checking, Yan Tianxing closed the roster and asked Mo Shangjun.
"Um."
After walking out of the door of the last dormitory, Mo Shangyun nodded slightly.
"How long did it take to adjust?" Yan Tianxing asked with interest.
"One week." Mo Shangjun shrugged.
After a pause, she added: "This group of students can only stay for three days at most."
Yan Tianxing looked at her and said nothing.
He never cares about internal affairs. Although internal affairs are the basics, if you can train in his hands, you basically don't need to worry about internal affairs.
There won't be an excellent special forces soldier who can't even pass the internal affairs assessment.
Just like an academic who can be the top scorer in the college entrance examination, even if his score in a certain subject is partial, the score in the partial subject will be beyond the reach of ordinary candidates.
Conventional troops pay attention to internal affairs. As a soldier, as long as you have been in a recruit company, you basically don't need to worry about internal affairs issues.
At least it will pass.
However, this kind of "qualification" means nothing in Mo Shangyun's hands.
Her rules can be said to be 'picky'.
Yan Tianxing was a little interested in this. He had never seen anyone who strived for excellence in internal affairs assessment and had a lot of experience, so he felt more confident about Mo Shangyun's management of internal affairs.
"how?"
Noticing Yan Tianxing's eyes, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"I want to promote your internal affairs regulations." Yan Tianxing said.
"Oh?" Mo Shangjun was slightly confused.
But soon, Mo Shangyun seemed to think of something and shrugged, "Whatever."
Yan Tianxing chuckled.
So, on April 1st, before noon, the first squadron of a certain special forces brigade received a piece of "information" from the captain thousands of miles away. From then on, every day began not only exhausting training, but also
A hard life of doing housework with all your heart.
At the same time, the word "Mo Shangjun" spread in the squadron in a strange way. Some people even recited the internal regulations while cursing "Mo Shangjun" in their hearts a thousand times.
Of course, this is all for later.
After checking the housekeeping with Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangjun unceremoniously handed over the tidying up work to Yan Tianxing. Then he clapped his hands and planned to part ways with Yan Tianxing when he left the student dormitory.
"where to?"
Yan Tianxing stretched out his arms and put his arms around Mo Shangyun's shoulders.
Mo Shangjun was on the thin side and was immediately attracted by Yan Tianxing.
"Training Course."
His eyes glanced over Yan Tianxing's hand as if absently, and at the same time he glanced at Yan Tianxing with deep meaning.
Meaning: to go beyond.
Yan Tianxing pretended not to see it.
"Little brain, please pay attention to rest."
After patting her head, Yan Tianxing let go of her hand in time.
Mo Shangjun curled his lips.
She is called diligent, unlike him, who only runs to the training ground when she remembers.
Yan Tianxing just pretended that he didn't understand the meaning in her little eyes and left with the roster and signature pen.
Housekeeping results should be available before noon.
It was originally what Mo Shangyun should do...
However, there is nothing we can do when we encounter such a subordinate who likes to blame others.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)