Exhausted, Lin Qi returned to the reconnaissance camp with Mo Shangyun, who was strolling in a leisurely manner.
The amount of training was huge and it took a lot of energy, but Mo Shangjun was always waiting for her at the finish line. Basically, when she completed the training for a project, Mo Shangjun had already rested.
so--
It was obvious that both of them were going for extra training, but one was tired and the other was leisurely. In the eyes of the people at the base, all that was left was pure abuse.
Lin Qi found inexplicably that he received a lot of sympathetic looks along the way.
The two arrived at the dormitory building.
As if by magic, Mo Shangjun took out a piece of paper and handed it to Lin Qi.
"Notify them that I will meet them in the conference room on the first floor at ten o'clock in the morning." Mo Shangyun ordered calmly.
"yes."
Lin Qi immediately stood up straight and responded sonorously.
The two stood quite close to each other. Mo Shangyun's ears hurt from her yelling. He raised his brow slightly and glanced at her speechlessly.
What a surprise, it’s really...
Turn around and go upstairs.
Seeing Mo Shangjun's helpless and dissatisfied little actions, Lin Qi was baffled.
She didn't do anything wrong, right?
*
After returning to the dormitory, Mo Shangjun took a shower and put on a new set of training clothes.
It's almost ten o'clock.
She picked up the folder she had organized last night from the desk and went directly to the conference room on the first floor.
All 18 new recruits from the second company arrived.
Mo Shangjun pushed open the door and entered.
The recruits who were originally sitting upright stood up with a "snap" and shouted to her in unison -
"Deputy Company Mo!"
The loud shouts were deafening.
Mo Shangjun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
These guys are still competing with her.
After spinning the folder in his hand, Mo Shangyun walked straight to the front of the conference hall, turned around, and faced them.
"Sit down." Mo Shangjun's voice was steady and powerful.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the recruits sat down in unison.
The movements are uniform and impeccable.
"Have you all decided to participate in the chorus of the party?" Mo Shangjun asked, lowering his head and opening the folder.
"yes!"
They all answered in unison again.
After flipping through the papers he had folded, Mo Shangjun raised his eyes, glanced at them, and then said word by word, "You should know that the chorus program has coincided with Yilian."
"Report!"
Xiang Yongming stood up and shouted to her.
"explain."
"We are confident that we can beat Yilian in the chorus!" Xiang Yongming shouted firmly.
"Of course you have confidence," Mo Shangyun took out an extra pen in his hand and played with it leisurely. She shrugged, "but you can't make the decision in this matter."
The expressions of all the new recruits changed.
"Report, we need a reason!"
Xiang Yongming shouted loudly, and with a sharp and persistent gaze, he moved towards Mo Shangyun who was standing at the front.
With a slight brow movement, Mo Shangyun met his gaze and narrowed his narrow eyes, "The choice is in my hands. Do you think I need a reason?"
"..."
Being choked by such a straightforward answer, Xiang Yongming didn't know how to answer for a while.
After a long pause, he continued, "Although the choice is yours, you stopped our chorus without giving any reason. Aren't you afraid of causing public outrage?"
"I didn't say cut off your chorus."
Holding the pen in his hand for a moment, Mo Shangyun said lightly, then lowered his head slightly and scratched the list.
I changed the number slightly.
"It takes time to practice chorus, and if you are not selected in the end, the gain outweighs the loss. So, I will give you two choices," Mo Shangjun looked at them, "One, just give up and give the opportunity to Yilian. Two, within two weeks,
Reach the goal I set for you, and if two-thirds of you are qualified, the chorus program will be yours."
With that said, Mo Shangjun took out a stack of A4 paper and said, "Choose first, then look at the training goals."
In the conference room, the sound of whispering could be heard.
They didn't quite believe in Mo Shangyun.
What if she sets a target they can't hit?
However, if they don't agree, they won't have any chance.
Zero percent and one hundred percent.
To do and not to do.
Mo Shangjun did not give them a chance to waste time, but gave them an accurate choice of yes or no.
Standing where she was, Mo Shangjun let them talk, but she couldn't help but her hearing was so good that she occasionally heard a few words questioning her character, which made her feel a little unhappy.
I really can't stand these little brats.
at last--
All opinions were fed back to Xiang Yongming.
The conference room gradually became quiet.
"Report!"
He stood up and spoke to Yongming with a sonorous and powerful voice and a burning gaze.
"Answer." Mo Shangyun looked at him lazily.
"We agree," Xiang Yongming just gave the answer, and then added in time, "But you are not allowed to go back on your word!"
"..." Ignoring his warning, Mo Shangjun placed the stack of paper on the table in the first row, "Distribute everyone's training goals."
"yes!"
The recruit closest to her immediately responded decisively, looking a little nervous.
Seeing this, Mo Shangyun's lips twitched slightly, but he turned and left extremely calmly.
*
As soon as she left, the conference room became agitated again.
Every recruit is nervous to get their training goals.
Xiang Yongming was among them and took a look at other people's training goals. Everyone was different. They should be arranged according to their personal abilities and potential. The goals set were also more reasonable and not what they thought.
abnormal.
It has only been less than a day since the recruits decided to sing together.
Mo Shangyun analyzed the abilities of each recruit and controlled their room for improvement...
Even if she studied this all day long, Xiang Yongming had to take her ability in a new light.
"Yongming, this is yours!"
Suddenly, someone handed an A4 paper to him.
Xiang Yongming took it subconsciously.
The man patted his shoulder and said to him sympathetically, "Take care."
"..."
Xiang Yongming lowered his head, glanced at the training target, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Well……
He put away his slight change of opinion towards Mo Shangyun.
He remembered that when he objected to Mo Shangyun, she took a pen and scratched a few times on the paper.
result--
He is changing his training goals!
I crossed out the time for the 400-meter obstacle course with a pen, and then changed it to a new time next to it.
Xiang Yongming checked it carefully and found that it had been shortened by ten seconds!
Isn’t this woman a bit stingy?!
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)