"Suspect the instructor, let the instructor feel your disrespect, and deduct 10 points." Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids and continued, "There are 9 points left, and the remaining 1 point will be regarded as I'll give it to you."
Stubborn!
The eyes of the summer opened wide, and his fingers were trembling with anger.
The onlookers around suddenly felt a chill and felt a chill on their backs.
Is there really such a tough instructor?!
In this midsummer, she is responsible for the students of Group B. In the past few days, whether it is a male soldier or a female soldier, when she has time, she will discuss the issue of who wins and who loses in Group A and B.
Many people think that 90% of Group A will win because under the leadership of Ji Ruonan, they have a sense of collective honor and are united in training and help each other, while Mo Shangyun is in Group B.
It is completely opposite. Regardless of whether you care about winning or losing, Group B is usually a mess, and any training is done solely.
However, no matter how they felt that Mo Shangyun was not concerned about winning or losing, they would never have expected that Mo Shangyun would let his students leave so casually...
My goodness.
This is simply a mudslide for the instructors.
The company commander, battalion commander, instructor, instructor... they contacted... so many people have never thought about winning or losing!
The melon-eating crowd was completely shocked, and there were even students who broke out to defeat their opponents in order to join in the fun. Their eyes were completely attracted by Mo Shangyun who stood in the center.
Shengxia was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she gradually realized what was going on.
Yes.
Mo Shangyun would rather lose the AB group PK this time than get her away.
"Mo Shangyun, I will complain to you!" Sheng Xia put down her words angrily.
"Whatever." Mo Shangyun replied lightly, raised her eyes and looked at her faintly, "Half an hour, pack your luggage and get out."
After saying that, Mo Shangyun seemed to feel uncomfortable even looking at her for a moment. After receiving the list, she turned around.
Midsummer stands in place.
His eyes were staring at Mo Shangyun's back with a fierce look, and he felt a breath of resentment accumulated in his chest and he couldn't breathe.
Mo Shangyun is an instructor, so she can decide whether she will or not.
The absolute gap in identity made her swallow her breath!
Mo Shangyun!
With these three words in my mind, Shengxia forced herself to calm down.
Whether she is making trouble or quarrel now, what she will get will never be what she wants, otherwise she will lose all her face!
Take a deep breath and slowly spit it out.
Shengxia suddenly withdrew her gaze, turned around, straightened her back, and strode out of the training ground.
Try not to be too embarrassed to leave!
The students who were idle all watched her leave, and they wanted to tell others a lot of words, but from the corner of their eyes, they deliberately or unintentionally swept Mo Shangyun who continued to supervise the team to PK. They all consciously gave the desire to speak.
Suppress.
Especially Yan Gui and Xiang Yongming, they were so hard to hold on.
Not far away.
The four of them silently abide by the rules of the melon-eating crowd, and finished reading Mo Shangyun's death in midsummer without saying a word.
The four people had different expressions.
The joke Mu Yi's school is calm and composed, as if such a result was expected, and there was no accident at all.
In other words, using Mo Shangyun's domineering means... such an ending is natural.
Peng Yuqiu touched his nose and tried his best to keep himself in a stable mood.
Well... it's amazing, domineering, okay.
Mu Cheng raised his elbow and hit his arm, winking, "Is it amazing?"
Peng Yuqiu looked at him sideways and sneered.
It's not that you are so good, you're proud of your yarn.
"Isn't it too hasty to be eliminated in midsummer like this?"
Looking at Mo Shangyun's figure from afar, Ji Ruonan frowned slightly, and she was a little unbelievable.
"It's not a hasty," Mu Cheng said on the side, "If Master Yan takes action, she will have to get out of here on the first day."
Peng Yuqiu nodded in agreement, looked at Ji Ruonan, and said with a deep meaning, "It's good to leave for midsummer. You Group A will definitely win."
Ji Ruonan's face changed slightly and he said seriously: "Instructor Peng, I hope you can pay attention to the victory of our Group A. It will not be possible to leave with the help of the summer."
"Feel sorry."
Peng Yuqiu apologized a little perfunctorily.
I was deliberately choking Ji Ruonan, and such an apology is really not sincere.
I just want Ji Ruonan to see clearly that Shengxia's departure has no personal impact on her and only benefits Group A. Whether she has any opinions or supports and agrees, it is best not to participate.
After all, Mid-xia is the first to be eliminated, and as a student in Group B, he was eliminated by Group B instructor Mo Shangyun, so he received so much attention.
When there are many people eliminated later, how can others be cared about?
Not even too many people remember their names.
After all, this matter is just not right, and Mo Shangyun took action, but if it was asked to leave, several of their instructors would agree.
Ji Ruonan looked at Peng Yuqiu, but in the end he didn't bother with Peng Yuqiu.
That is to say, it's just a comment.
She has learned lessons from Mo Shangyun several times, but she is no longer interested in getting involved in Mo Shangyun's training methods.
*
After midsummer left, the fighting training venue was very quiet for a while, with only the sound of fighting and the sound of the assistant teacher, and no student said a word.
This training ended successfully.
Just like last time, after Mo Shangyun finished his work, he threw all the hundreds of people to several other instructors, and he walked to Suban Building with a stack of latest fighting results.
Duanzimu walked with her.
In the team, Qin Lian looked at the figures of joke Mu and Mo Shangyun leaving side by side, and her expression gradually became solemn. (To be continued)