"Instructor Mo, when will Group B counterattack?" Song Ci asked enthusiastically, "We are all looking forward to it."
Surprisingly, as soon as Song Ci finished asking this question, Tang Shi and Yuan Qu's eyes suddenly shone, with extremely obvious expectations in their expressions.
After a short pause, Mo Shangyun chuckled and said, "Keep it secret."
Three people: "..."
"Isn't this bad?" Song Ci's mouth twitched.
"fine."
Mo Shangyun put his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes slowly swept over them, and then left.
The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then watched her leave.
"How about it," Tang Shi said excitedly to the two people beside him, "Isn't she great?"
"Yes Yes Yes."
Song Ci nodded, somewhat perfunctorily.
Yuan Qu scratched the back of his head and said with a naive smile, "It's pretty awesome, whether you are a student or an instructor."
"As a human being!" Tang Shi added emphatically.
"right!"
Yuan Qu nodded in agreement.
Just based on the meal he invited her to last time, he could conclude that Mo Shangyun was definitely a good person.
No matter what Mo Shangjun's training methods are, she definitely doesn't want to be what some people say - inconsiderate of the students, cruel, uncaring, and self-righteous.
On the contrary, he felt that Ji Ruonan, who was highly praised among the students, was not as good as Mo Shangyun.
These students are here to train and do not need to care about them.
It is indeed a good thing to always be full of hope and have a reassuring mentality. However, if you remain in this state all the time, you will easily collapse on the real battlefield when you need to face cruel survival and crises.
Therefore, like Tang Shi, he firmly believed that what Mo Shangyun did was right.
*
Seven o'clock, still twenty minutes to go.
Mo Shangjun appeared at the training ground.
Her eyes swept across the training ground and finally landed on the horizontal and parallel bars.
As she expected, Lin Qi practiced more here.
At this moment, I am doing abdominal bar-circling training on the horizontal bar.
Mo Shangjun walked towards the horizontal and parallel bars, keeping his gaze on Lin Qi, who had already noticed her but deliberately ignored her.
Lin Qi was dripping with sweat. He only wore a short-sleeved shirt. Most of his clothes were already wet. Everything he saw was dark and wet. Sweat fell from the air, threw an arc, and then fell to the ground, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
No trace, leaving only a deep mark.
Mo Shangjun stood next to the horizontal bar.
Without making a sound, he quietly watched Lin Qi perform the abdominal bar circle round and round.
He continued to do three more, Lin Qi glanced at Mo Shangjun intentionally or unintentionally, and then jumped down from the horizontal bar.
Raising his hand to pick up the jacket and training cap that were lying aside, Lin Qi didn't even have time to wipe off the sweat. He directly put the training cap on his wet hair and planned to leave.
"Let's talk?"
Mo Shangjun leaned against the horizontal bar, playing with a black whistle in his hand, and lazily extended an invitation to Lin Qi.
Looking at her coldly, Lin Qi said coldly: "We have nothing to talk about."
"A lot of people are worried about you."
Mo Shangjun didn't seem to hear her words and explained his intention straightforwardly.
Lin Qi paused slightly and looked at Mo Shangjun coldly, "I don't need to worry."
"But they all feel that this is my responsibility." Mo Shangyun said calmly.
"What?" Lin Qi suddenly lowered his eyebrows and stared at her expressionlessly, "Do you want me to help you clarify?"
He raised his hand and rubbed his ears. Faced with Lin Qi's words, Mo Shangyun was neither annoyed nor angry, "That's not necessary. After all, it is the truth."
Lin Qi snorted coldly, "Don't be so sentimental, whatever I do has nothing to do with you."
"Okay, I'm just being sentimental." Mo Shangyun paused and said helplessly, "But the problem is, many people are just as sentimental as me."
Standing up straight, Mo Shangyun put the whistle back into his pocket, faced Lin Qi, and continued: "To be honest, I can't understand your anger. Whether you quit the assessment or the instructor, I didn't explain it to anyone.
Necessity.”
"It's my problem," Lin Qi frowned, with anger in his tone, "It's all my own fault, okay, I imposed my own ideas on you. I won't make this kind of mistake again. But
, Mo Shangyun, you understand, even if you are an instructor, you have no right to stop me from practicing on my own, not to mention that I am not a soldier under your command. What I want to do and how far I can achieve it are all
It's my business. Why do people like you, who live a different life, stoop down to interfere with my business? Don't you like to ask for trouble the most? "
Mo Shangjun looked at her quietly.
Lin Qi was obviously still angry. He was breathing a little heavily, his chest was heaving, and his eyes were cold and angry.
Mo Shangjun doesn't like explaining to angry people.
Because when you are emotional, your thoughts will be somewhat extreme.
She has a bad temper, so she doesn't want to bother arguing, let alone accept the anger of others.
Likewise, she doesn't want to get angry herself in order to suppress the anger of others.
"Just say it once," Mo Shangyun said calmly, "The body is your own, and you know how many injuries there are. To be honest, in your current state, it is impossible to survive this training camp. If you are just here to follow me
There is no need to compete. But personally, you can't surpass me. As far as the two groups AB are concerned, I don't care whether group B wins. No matter what your purpose is, it will not affect me for the time being."
After a pause, Mo Shangyun continued: "This training camp is a good springboard for you. You can take this opportunity to go further than me and climb higher than me. If you give up such a good opportunity due to impulse,
opportunity, then I can only express my regrets for you."
Lin Qi was shocked.
Such explicit words surprisingly calmed her down.
Mo Shangjun's analysis is not unreasonable...
She was only focused on competition, knowing that she could not survive the training camp in this state, so she did not take it to heart and vented all her resentment and anger on the training ground. Only training could give her a short-term calm.
However, if she is forced to leave due to an injury during training—
She would lose the opportunity that was so available to her.
Is it worth it to affect my future for Mo Shangjun?
Lin Qi frowned slightly, as if he had been enlightened and his brain was much clearer.
For a moment, she thought Mo Shangjun was not so hateful, but when she thought of Mo Shangjun's offensive tone, Lin Qi's anger grew again.
"Since you are not happy," Lin Qi looked at Mo Shangyun and asked coldly, "Who came to find you?"
"Xiang Yongming." Mo Shangyun shrugged and answered frankly.
Xiang Yongming?
Some were surprised that Mo Shangyun was persuaded by Yongming, but also annoyed that Mo Shangyun was persuaded by Yongming.
With a cold face, Lin Qi put on her coat and walked away.
After looking at her leaving figure, Mo Shangyun leaned against the horizontal bar, raised his head slightly, and looked at the dark sky.
Night fell, the moon just appeared, and a few stars lit up in the sky, sparsely distributed.
Live differently...?
Mo Shangjun curled his lips.
Who will live like others?
Who doesn’t live in various ways?
The evening breeze blew in my face, gently blowing up the fallen hair, floating gently by my ears, making it itch.
Mo Shangyun stood quietly for a while, and left when the assembly whistle sounded.
*
Mo Shangjun wandered around the base until nine o'clock in the evening.
Went around and around, finally arriving near the dormitory office building.
After checking the time, Mo Shangyun decided to go back to sleep.
However--
"Peng Yuqiu, please tell me clearly, who is that woman?!"
Liang Zhiqiong's angry voice fell clearly to the bottom of his ears.
Mo Shangjun was stunned for a moment.
What happened to Peng Yuqiu and Liang Zhiqiong?
Following the sound, I was surprised to see Peng Yuqiu and Liang Zhiqiong standing by the road. Liang Zhiqiong held Peng Yuqiu's collar tightly, his angry expression was extremely obvious under the light, while Peng Yuqiu was particularly helpless.
, thick eyebrows furrowed.
"Liang Zhiqiong, please be careful."
Peng Yuqiu took her hand away and said to her in a deep voice.
"You!" Liang Zhiqiong was so angry that she stepped on Peng Yuqiu's foot hard, "How should I pay attention to my sense of propriety? You are hooking up with a shady woman on the phone. What's wrong with me asking a few words?!"
Peng Yuqiu's face suddenly darkened.
Seeing Peng Yuqiu's sullen expression, Liang Zhiqiong was slightly startled, and then shouted loudly: "Is it because of her that you have been ignoring me recently?"
Peng Yuqiu frowned tightly.
Seeing him like this, Liang Zhiqiong felt more and more that something was wrong, so she raised her hand and hit Peng Yuqiu.
"Liang Zhiqiong."
A cool voice came from my ears, and a hand stretched out from the air directly stopped Liang Zhiqiong's movements.
Liang Zhiqiong was stunned and immediately wanted to free his wrist, but when he turned his head and saw Mo Shangjun, he paused instantly.
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