After the latest meeting, the instructors and teaching assistants were in a state of serious tension and seriousness for several days.
Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng, who were often lazy, devoted themselves to the training without any slack. As for Duan Zimu, who always had nothing to do, he also began to make preparations before the shooting training.
However, as colleagues in the same office, Mo Shangjun and Ji Ruonan both conservatively estimated that Duan Zimu's only goal was to equate the students' names and code names and write them down one by one before the end of the month.
After all, this is an extremely irresponsible instructor who cannot even match the names and code names of his students.
However, at the end of the fourth week, Mo Shangjun and Ji Ruonan made another bet——
Before the new instructor arrived, in the last week, whichever group won, the instructor of the other group continued to treat them to supper.
The opinion was put forward by Ji Ruonan, but Mo Shangyun readily accepted it.
It is estimated that after the new instructor comes, they will no longer have this opportunity to make casual bets.
At the same time, when the news of this bet spread, all the female students were excited and eager to fight at the training ground to win back the lost points one by one.
There are three days left until the end of the month.
On April 8, Yan Tianxing was responsible for leading the troops for one day.
On this day, Mo Shangyun woke up very early, but surprisingly, other instructors woke up as early as her.
As soon as she got up, Ji Ruonan got up right after her.
When she opened the door of the dormitory, the doors of the other three dormitories opened almost at the same time.
"morning."
Mo Shangjun straightened his hat and greeted a group of people walking out of the dormitory.
"morning."
"morning."
"Good morning."
Peng Yuqiu, Duan Zimu, and Mucheng responded one by one.
Yan Tianxing closed the door smoothly, raised his other hand, and threw a whistle.
Mo Shangyun subconsciously reached out and took it. The moment he took it in his hand, he flipped it open and was stunned when he saw that it was his own whistle.
"Emergency gathering."
Yan Tianxing reminded him unhurriedly.
"……oh."
Mo Shangjun, who hesitated for a moment and pretended to read the training plan, nodded very calmly.
Mucheng seemed to have given her a new training plan last night, but she didn't realize that Yan Tianxing was responsible, so she just ignored it and planned to see it again today.
Yan Tianxing glanced at her lightly.
One look at the pretended calm expression and it was clear that she wasn't looking at it at all.
"Let's go."
Yan Tianxing said helplessly.
Mo Shangyun shrugged.
Although he knew nothing, Mo Shangjun still behaved very actively, as if he knew everything clearly, playing with the whistle in his hand and walking at the front.
Yan Tianxing had a headache and followed her funny.
The other instructors closed the door tacitly and followed Yan Tianxing in a polite manner.
Early in the morning, half past three.
All the instructors and teaching assistants stood in front of the student dormitory building.
Seeing a lot of 'equipment' on the teaching assistant, Mo Shangyun consciously stood among the instructors, holding a whistle in his hand. Under Yan Tianxing's half-smiling gaze, he looked calm and calm, refusing to blow it.
post.
as expected--
No one looked at the whistle in her hand.
Yan Tianxing glanced at the assistant teachers, who immediately understood and rushed upstairs.
There was no movement and he went upstairs quietly.
There are three teaching assistants assigned to each floor on the second, third and fourth floors.
Mo Shangjun watched attentively.
The sky was very dark, the street lights were dim, and the student dormitory buildings within the field of vision could only be vaguely seen clearly.
Without any warning, tear gas canisters were thrown into each dormitory one by one.
The quiet dormitory building suddenly became lively.
The sound of cursing, knocking on the door, coughing, and other sounds were accompanied by the smoke coming out from the crack in the door, which was extremely irritating.
The teaching assistants were blocking the way outside, yelling at them not to turn on the lights and to put on their clothes before coming out. The students' curses became louder and louder, but gradually they closed their mouths because they were choked.
Mo Shangjun saw what real speed means.
In less than a minute, almost blind, all the students got dressed and ran out of the dormitory, rushing downstairs with their eyes closed and crying.
Mo Shangjun looked a little ashamed.
This move can be used in the second reconnaissance company, but it will cost a little money...
Mo Shangyun, who was about to move in his heart, suppressed this idea for the time being.
However, this lively drama is not over yet.
Another row of teaching assistants were waiting neatly downstairs in the dormitory.
Checking the clothes of all the "blind" students one by one.
You don't need to be fully armed, you just need to put on clothes, but even so, the anxious and panicked students just ran out in a hurry and put their clothes on them randomly. Some students even buttoned their clothes wrongly.
Already.
In the lower row of teaching assistants, those who are well-dressed and those who are not well-dressed are divided into two columns, one on the left and one on the right.
In the end, there were only about twenty or thirty students on the left, and the rest of the students were basically on the right.
Mo Shangjun scanned around carefully.
Well, in the qualified row on the left, Group B students are the three from dormitory 406 - You Nianyu, Qin Lian, and Yu Yitong.
Apart from this, there are no other students from Group B.
Seeing this, Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes slightly. (To be continued)