"Otherwise, I'll run 15 laps first, and if there's still time left, I'll add five more laps and treat it as a gift."
Everyone: "..."
Liang Zhiqiong pricked up his ears, almost not suspecting that he was hallucinating!
What?
Add five more rounds and treat it as a gift?!
Giveaway?!
If they don’t want it, how about giving it to her as a gift?!
After the overloaded physical training just now, they did another twenty laps. I told them that I didn’t want to kill them, but they really didn’t believe it!
Not only Liang Zhiqiong, but also everyone else's expressions were "fucked up". Their hearts were filled with hatred for Mo Shangyun, and they wished they could get rid of him as soon as possible.
"Report——"
Shen Qianqian opened her mouth to shout.
However, Mo Shangjun was still one step behind, and the whistle "beep--" sounded, interrupting her words.
Shaking his watch, Mo Shangyun persuaded him very earnestly: "Take a one-hour lunch break and finish the run in half an hour. Including a meal, you still have a few minutes to rest."
After saying that, Mo Shangyun looked at the students who were gnashing their teeth on the spot and raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you going to run?"
The words faded.
Immediately, everyone in 406 turned around and started running along the runway.
Mo Shangjun slowly put the whistle back into his trouser pocket and lazily looked at their running figures.
The midday sun is quite dazzling. The vigorous figures are running on the track, and the angry and aggrieved faces are extremely conspicuous...
Tsk.
good mood.
Raising his hand and lifting the brim of his hat, Mo Shangyun then looked up at the blue sky.
The weather is so nice.
To prevent them from being lazy, find a place nearby to sleep and bask in the sun.
With this thought in mind, Mo Shangjunzhen found a step near the runway, lay down on the ground, pulled down the brim of his hat, put his elbows behind his head as a pillow, and immediately fell into a state of sleep with his eyes closed.
From time to time, I would hear intermittent running sounds passing by my ears.
When she was on the track, the sound of running would slow down a lot, and she could feel the cannibalistic gazes through her hat. Mo Shangjun just pretended not to feel it and continued to bask in the sun.
Time passes quickly.
Not long after, they had finished 15 laps.
Everyone performed well. No one was stalling for the sake of not adding five more laps. Instead, they were gritting their teeth so that they would not fall behind others.
It is undeniable that if they were selected here, they are still qualified in terms of training.
Mo Shangjun did not ask them to add 5 laps, but directly dismissed them after a gathering.
After the disbandment, for a moment, Mo Shangyun felt a sharp gaze. He followed the gaze and saw only a silhouette of his back.
——You Nianyu.
Mo Shangyun's brows moved slightly and he quickly looked away.
He raised his eyes again and looked at the already deflected sun.
It's time to get ready.
In the afternoon, there is fighting training.
*
Three o'clock sharp.
playground.
A crowd of 50 people gathered in front of Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun held a roster with points deductions and a loudspeaker in his hand.
Beside them stood Mucheng, Peng Yuqiu, and Ji Ruonan.
"The next three hours will be combat training." Mo Shangyun raised the loudspeaker, and the clear voice was transmitted to the ears of everyone present, "Let me talk about the time first. There will be combat training every Thursday and Sunday. Congratulations to you all , the weekly combat training is an extra opportunity for you to score points."
Having said this, Mo Shangyun glanced around and saw many confused eyes, and continued: "There are three rules for fighting. In one-on-one fighting, points will be deducted if you lose, and if you win, there will be no points; in one-on-two fighting, if you lose, Points will be deducted respectively; for one-on-three fighting, 1 point will be deducted if you lose, and 5 points will be deducted respectively. Additional rules: In each training, three people are allowed to challenge me, 10 points will be deducted if I lose, and 0 points will be added if I win.”
After the last "additional rules" were said, most people present were ready to take action.
However, the brothers from the reconnaissance camp who had been severely tortured by Mo Shangjun had bitter looks on their faces, and they could not hide the resentment in their eyes.
hehe.
What is the significance of this additional rule?
You tricked some stupid students into rushing in and deducting points?!
Tsk tsk.
Insidious, too insidious.
It really fits Vice-Lian Mo's shameless style as always.
As instructors, Peng Yuqiu, Mu Cheng, and Ji Ruonan all glanced at Mo Shangjun in unison.
This additional rule was proposed by Mo Shangjun.
In fact, except for Yan Tianxing and Duan Zimu, they all expressed opposition.
I'm just afraid that Mo Shangyun will make a mistake and lose.
Moreover, even if he wins, if the victory is not beautiful, the instructor may not be able to lose face... After all, there are many powerful characters in this group of students.
Therefore, when Mo Shangjun actually said this rule, they were still a little nervous.
"Report!"
Someone in the crowd shouted impatiently.
"explain."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and found the person shouting in the crowd.
100, is not a student who took the March assessment. Before joining the army, he learned boxing and had some skills.
“When can I start registration?!”
100 asked loudly.
With a slight glint in his eyes, Mo Shangjun said word by word: "Now."
Almost the moment she finished shouting——
"Report!"
"Report!"
"Report!"
…
One after another "reports" came and went in the huge group.
However, most of those who spoke out were students who did not participate in the March training camp.
"Beep——"
Mo Shangyun held the whistle in his mouth and blew once to suppress the sounds.
"100,078,10."
With a quick glance, Mo Shangyun reported three numbers.
It was the three people who shouted first.
The three people whose names were called were all overjoyed. They felt like a pie was falling from the sky. They were so dizzy that they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.
What they didn't know was that many people looked on as if they were watching, wanting to see how many tricks these three rookies could take on Mo Shangjun.
However, Yan Gui, who was well aware of Mo Shangjun's abilities, and most of the people in the reconnaissance camp looked at them with sympathy.
There are really fools trying to deduct points.
If Mo Shangjun is really so easy to defeat, is there any need to formulate such rules?
He also won twenty points!
Go ahead and daydream!
Mo Shangjun's stingy temperament will not give you two points. He is absolutely 100% sure that he can win.
"You three stay," Mo Shangyun said leisurely, holding up the loudspeaker. "The remaining free confrontation exercises will be divided into groups in two hours."
After Mo Shangyun finished speaking, some people left one after another, but there were still a large number of people standing there with curiosity, just to see how Mo Shangyun would compete with these three people who were not afraid of death.
"019."
After a pause, Mo Shangjun glanced at the crowd.
"arrive!"
Yan Gui, who was called out again, responded sadly.
"00." Mo Shangyun shouted again.
"arrive!"
Li Liang, whose name was suddenly called, responded immediately.
"You two compete first, and the loser will deduct 5 points." Mo Shangyun said lightly, then paused deliberately and looked aside, "Others, if you want me to name PK..."
Without saying anything, the students who had been staying where they were before disappeared in a clatter.
A loss is 5 points!
Just watch the fun, they can’t afford to lose!
Soon, only Yan Gui and Li Liang were left looking at each other.
We are both fallen people at the end of the world... we are in conflict with each other... why are we in such a hurry!
"Come on, I'll supervise."
Mu Cheng clapped his hands and joined in very actively.
Yan Gui and Li Liang tacitly gave Mucheng a cold look.
However, Mu Cheng smiled extremely brightly, which seriously hurt their fragile hearts.
As a result, Mucheng's "approachable" image dropped several notches in their minds.
"You three..." Mo Shangjun taught the roster and the trumpet to the assistant teacher at the side, then took a few steps forward and rolled up his sleeves slowly, "This is the first time, I'll give you a break."
The three of them were stunned, just thinking about how she would give in, when they suddenly heard her understatement -
"Let's go together."
Let's go together.
Four words, the tone can be called casual.
At that moment, not only the three students were stunned, but even Ji Ruonan and Peng Yuqiu, who were preparing to watch, were stunned for no reason.
Ji Ruonan stared at Mo Shangyun in disbelief.
Peng Yuqiu lowered his head slightly, preparing to re-evaluate Mo Shangjun's strength.
I heard that Mo Shangyun comes from a martial arts family, and she has been learning martial arts since she was a child...
I know she is very powerful.
But, how powerful is it?
There was a slight look in Peng Yuqiu's eyes.
"Instructor Mo, are you serious?"
100 swallowed, and when he confirmed with Mo Shangyun again, his voice was trembling.
After calming down, I suddenly realized something was wrong.
Would a training camp instructor really say such mindless things?
They will lose 100% of the time. If we only give them extra points, the meaning of this extra rule will be gone, right?
Since Instructor Mo can become their fighting instructor, does this prove that few of them can win against her?
Let’s put down such words lightly at the moment…
Thinking of this, 100 found that his fingers were trembling uncontrollably.
Big, careless!
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)