226, Mo Shangyun was bent over by reality [7 more]
Mo Shangyun walked along the stairs to the first floor.
When I saw the exit of the stairs on the first floor, I stopped.
At the exit, Yan Tianxing stood on the second step, dressed in military uniform, leaning against the railing, with one hand in his trouser pocket, revealing his elegant silhouette.
Hearing the footsteps, Yan Tianxing raised his eyes slightly and looked upward.
There was light shining in the corridor on the first floor, which only illuminated half of the stairs. Mo Shangyun stood in the shadows, looking down at him, with a hint of surprise in his narrow eyes, but it was too dark to be noticed.
"So early?"
After coming back to his senses, Mo Shangyun walked downstairs slowly and asked Yan Tianxing with some doubts.
"Gather urgently later." Yan Tianxing's voice was low, inexplicably sexy in the cool morning.
"..."
Mo Shangjun, who didn't look at the training plan, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
I have been here for almost three weeks, and it has always been a step-by-step training. There is no assault training. The troops often have emergency gatherings - which is also Mo Shangyun's favorite grueling project. It has not appeared on the schedule for a long time.
Mo Shangjun felt quite boring.
Unexpectedly, Yan Tianxing would make such a move as soon as he took over.
Too bad.
"Did you bring your cell phone?" Yan Tianxing asked.
Stunned for a moment, Mo Shangyun said: "No."
The mobile phone was placed in the office on the second floor, but Mo Shangjun didn't have time to pick it up. In addition, the mobile phone was of no use, so Mo Shangjun didn't pay attention.
Yan Tianxing explained: "Bring your mobile phone with you and send me a message if your plans change."
"Can you see it?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
Yan Tianxing is not staying in the office today. It is not in line with the rules to carry his mobile phone with him for training.
In other words, even if she sends a message to Yan Tianxing, Yan Tianxing may not be able to see it in time.
"No guarantee." Yan Tianxing said calmly, "Whether I can see it or not, I let you out. It is your responsibility to report the situation at any time."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
At this time, Mo Shangjun was two steps away from Yan Tianxing. With a lift of his leg, he could successfully kick Yan Tianxing. If he had been faster, Yan Tianxing would have been too late to dodge.
Mo Shangyun simulated this scene in his mind twice in a short period of time, and finally the words "chief instructor" pressed against his body. Mo Shangyun was bent over by the reality of Hong Guoguo.
"OK."
After a while, Mo Shangjun uttered a word in a cool voice.
After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs quietly.
Yan Tianxing stood there, motionless, raising his eyes and watching Mo Shangjun's figure leave.
Just now, he really thought that Mo Shangyun would kick him.
*
When he arrived on the second floor, Mo Shangjun discovered that many teaching assistants were busy in the office. When he took his mobile phone and returned, he met Mu Cheng, Peng Yuqiu, and Duan Zimu who had just come downstairs.
"So early?"
Mo Shangyun asked curiously.
For the usual five-thirty training, they have to get up after five o'clock.
Because they are fast, they don’t have to worry about running out of time.
"There is an emergency gathering." Mu Cheng said matter-of-factly, then he looked at Mo Shangyun, and then he came back to his senses, "You didn't go to the morning exercise, are you with us?"
"Morning exercise later."
Mo Shangjun answered without changing his expression.
The three of them looked at what she was wearing - casual clothes.
"No clothes."
Noticing their looks, Mo Shangyun explained very casually.
That look, that tone of voice, that action, there was no trace of guilt at all.
Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng had no doubt that he was there, but Duan Zimu stared at Mo Shangjun meaningfully.
It hasn't rained recently, and Mo Shangjun is a cautious person, so it's very difficult to have no clothes to wear.
Feeling Duan Zimu's appraising gaze, Mo Shangyun squinted his eyes, looked at Duan Zimu, and then raised his eyebrows, "Why are you going too?"
Under normal circumstances, Duan Zimu does not participate in training. After all, once he is a shooting instructor, he only works as a teaching assistant or watches the show.
Duan Zimu frowned slightly when he mentioned this.
Before he could answer, Mucheng on the side pointed at him with gloating, "Yan Ye has appointed you and you must be there."
"..."
Mo Shangjun glanced at him sympathetically.
"Let's go."
Silently looking away, Mo Shangyun walked downstairs first.
Without wasting any time, the others followed him downstairs.
When Mo Shangyun returned to the first floor again, Yan Tianxing was no longer at the stairs, and there was no one around.
Mo Shangyun didn't pay attention. After being separated from the others, he sent a message to [Yan Meiren] on his mobile phone saying [Report, has set off.].
Then, putting away his cell phone, Mo Shangyun avoided the crowd and followed the previous path to climb over the wall.
When he came to the wall, Mo Shangyun had just stepped up the wall in three steps and had his feet on the wall. At this time, he heard the whistle of emergency assembly and paused.
One clear sound after another resounded throughout the base, with a rush and tension that made it impossible to sleep.
Mo Shangjun paused on the wall for a moment, waiting for the emergency assembly whistle to stop before jumping down from the wall.
If it weren't for something else right now, I would really like to see how Yan Tianxing trains his troops.
After all, Yan Tianxing, who has never cared about the training ground, is qualified for the position of chief instructor. His training methods... Mo Shangyun is still looking forward to it.