188, Frogman Xia Xun is interested in coming? [13 more]
"It's like this," Mu Cheng walked over and said with a smile, "I just received a suggestion from the students, saying that the losing team, the instructor and the students should be punished together, so as not to make some students feel unfair."
After listening, Mo Shangjun's eyes darkened.
Li Liang!
"Ahem," Mu Cheng felt bad when he saw Mo Shangyun's gloomy look, but still insisted, "I just asked Chu Yun, and he agreed with the suggestion, and Yu Qiu also thought it was good. We discussed it.
, ask both of you what you mean, if you both agree, the matter will be settled."
As he reached the end, Mucheng's speech became faster and faster. He had a mentality of "die early and be reborn early".
Ji Ruonan paused and said, "I have no objection."
After saying that, he lowered his eyelids and looked at Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun fell back and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, "Okay."
"Then," Mu Cheng let out a long breath and asked the two of them, "Is it okay starting next week?"
A fool wouldn't have said it would start tomorrow, otherwise his intention to see Mo Shangjun's jokes would have been too obvious.
Furthermore, the relationship between Mo Shangjun and the students in Group B is currently in dire straits. It would be a bit embarrassing to ask Mo Shangjun to accompany the students in Group B to be punished...
"No problem." Ji Ruonan nodded.
"OK."
Mo Shangjun made an OK gesture.
Ji Ruonan took the list of punishment items and looked at Mo Shangyun for a few times, then turned and left.
There was nothing else to do tonight, so she left first.
Mo Shangjun, on the other hand, rarely worked overtime and turned on his computer directly.
"Lights out soon," Mucheng looked at his watch and asked from the side, "Are you going to work overtime?"
"Arrange the fight list for tomorrow."
Mo Shangyun said calmly and took out the folder next to him.
When she opened it, Mu Cheng glanced curiously and saw the mark made with red pen on it. He couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then looked at it intently.
The dense notes, all marking the students' achievements, made Mu Cheng feel numb.
It's also strange.
Mo Shangjun cares about the students as much as anyone else, and he pays attention to the useful aspects of everything he does, and his efficiency is much higher than Ji Ruonan.
Unfortunately, so many students cannot understand it.
However, this is only the first week, and Mu Cheng has full confidence in Mo Shangyun.
"Asking about something."
Mu Cheng looked around, took two steps toward Mo Shangyun, and then lowered his voice and said to Mo Shangyun.
"explain."
Mo Shangjun, who was waiting for the computer to turn on, then replied.
Mu Cheng opened his mouth and was about to speak when the cell phone he put in the drawer rang.
Mo Shangyun directly opened the drawer and took out the mobile phone with the screen still on.
It’s the latest text message, sent by Mu Qixuan——
[Little slippery frogman Xia Xun, are you interested in coming?]
Mu Cheng glanced at the screen and suddenly saw the word "frogman" and almost choked himself.
Frogman?
If you knew Mo Shangjun was capable, why would you have brought him to know the Navy frogmen?
Moreover, judging by his tone, the other party's position must be quite high.
In the midst of doubts, Leng Buding saw Mo Shangjun raise his head and asked him unhurriedly: "What do you want to say?"
"Ahem." Mu Cheng coughed, covering up his guilty conscience, and asked her in a low voice, "I want to ask you, are you confident of winning next week?"
"No."
"...Okay." Mucheng was a little disappointed.
He has always been devoted to Mo Shangyun.
I'm afraid I'm going to bleed heavily now.
After looking at Mu Cheng's expression, Mo Shangyun added slowly, "You may not lose."
"Really?" Mucheng said in surprise.
Mo Shangyun shrugged and said no more.
Winning or losing depends on the situation of Group B, she has no say.
However, with Group B currently in disarray, it is absolutely impossible to make a comeback within a week.
As for the secret bet between Mucheng and Peng Yuqiu...
She won't reveal it for now.
After receiving Mo Shangyun's answer, Mu Cheng had a general idea and left in a good mood.
Before going out, he helped Mo Shangyun close the door.
When she was the only one left in the office, Mo Shangjun took out his phone again and replied to Mu Qixuan.
--when?
——July-August, you should be free.
——Why, you have colluded with the instructor to prevent me from being lazy and resting?
Starting from the second company, it takes three months for the second company to sprint to the first place, followed by the assessment in March, and then the training camp from April to July. Now it is the summer training of the frogmen...
There really is no rest.
However, Mo Shangjun has always been interested in frogman training, and he also joked with Mu Qixuan about going to their place after graduation to learn more about it.
After all, she had been training on land for a long time, and the people who taught Mo Shangyun were also Army special forces. They rarely mentioned maritime combat to her because they were not familiar with it either.
On land, Mo Shangyun is very confident in his individual combat capabilities. However, on the sea or in the sky, Mo Shangyun is really not sure.
At most, it is just a theoretical understanding. I have not had the opportunity to actually fly fighter jets or warships, nor have I personally participated in training such as sea and land combat.
Mo Shangjun has always been interested in the Marine Corps. Now that Mu Qixuan has spoken, Mo Shangjun really wants to go there if he has time.
——You should have exercises in the summer, or you can come for winter training. I’m always welcome here.
——Okay. I'll think about it.
Putting down his phone, Mo Shangyun looked at the computer and opened the folder for combat training.
Just as I clicked on the latest file, my phone suddenly vibrated again.
Mo Shangjun glanced at it.
——Is the training camp going well? I heard from the instructor that your leaders inspected you the day before yesterday, and several leaders gave you mixed reviews.
Raising his eyebrows helplessly, Mo Shangyun picked up his phone and replied.
——There is no way, I am not good at leading troops, I am still learning.
——Little slippery man, show me your results in the second company...are you really not asking for praise in a roundabout way?
When Mo Shangjun was in the second company, Mu Qixuan was really worried about Mo Shangjun, but as time went by and various incidents in the second company came to light, Mu Qixuan was completely relieved of this elementary school girl.
It's not a fuel-efficient job in school, and it's even less so in a company.
It can be said that for Mo Shangyun, there is no bad thing, and some are good and better.
It just depends on how much she cares about things.
Mo Shangyun glanced at the reply and chuckled.
Mo Shangyun: No, humility makes people progress.
Mu Qixuan:......
After chatting a few nonsense words with Mu Qixuan, Mo Shangjun put away his phone and started dealing with the fight list.
She has a summary of all fighting results.
These things do not require thinking or making any decisions. The teaching assistant will usually help to do it, but Mo Shangjun is used to doing the summarization himself to deepen his impression of the students' strength.
After all, she still has to arrange the following PK teams based on these results.
Time was very tight, and Mo Shangyun had no intention of doing anything else and concentrated on his work.
Time passes unconsciously.
By the time Mo Shangjun finished his work, the hour hand of the clock hanging on the wall had already pointed to zero.
Mo Shangyun stretched out.
Hooking his fingers on the drawer on the right, Mo Shangyun planned to make a cup of coffee and continue working.
Today's results for Group B only came in the evening. I didn't have time to delay, so I had to finish them all at once.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
As soon as he took out a bar of instant coffee, Mo Shangjun heard a knock on the door.
After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun frowned and said, "Who?"
She was answered by the sound of the door opening.
The person outside the door pushed the unlocked door open.
Mo Shangyun's eyes fell on the door. Then, when he saw the person appearing at the door, he couldn't help but froze.
Standing outside the door is Yan Tianxing.
The lights in the corridor dimmed at some point, and there was darkness behind Yan Tianxing. The lights in the office shone on him. The light was soft and bright, and his handsome silhouette clearly appeared in his field of vision. He was wearing training uniforms, mixed with a tough and bloody aura.
But at the same time, it also has a mysterious flavor.
Seeing Yan Tianxing's face, Mo Shangjun suddenly felt sober.
came back.
Came back alive.
I took a closer look, and at least there were no obvious injuries anywhere I could see.
"Why do not you rest?"
Looking at Mo Shangyun's desk for the first time, Yan Tianxing frowned slightly, and finally his eyes fell on the instant coffee in her hand.
"Aren't you coming back tomorrow?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, Yan Tianxing said calmly: "It's tomorrow."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Without staying at the door for long, Yan Tianxing walked in and walked directly to Mo Shangjun's desk.
"How much longer?"
As soon as he walked over, Yan Tianxing asked casually, reaching out and taking the instant coffee from Mo Shangyun's hand.
Looking at him sideways, Mo Shangyun shrugged, "An hour or two."
Throwing the instant coffee into the drawer, Yan Tianxing leaned over slightly and closed the drawer.
"Wait, I'll make you a cup of tea." After saying that, Yan Tianxing paused and asked Mo Shangyun suspiciously, "You're not here, are you?"
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