355, single-handedly enter the defense line and collapse
They are sad, they are stubborn, and they are silent, as if as long as they agree to leave a word and don’t say it, Mo Shangyun will still be their instructor, and everything that happened before will not change.
Mo Shangyun still came to mock them from time to time, but in fact he helped them correct their mistakes one by one;
Mo Shangyun would still stand in front of them in a careless manner and talk to them about the excellence of Group A;
Mo Shangyun will still take them to participate in the confrontation with Group A, and then win in the most despicable and shameless way...
After a long time, they remained silent.
When Mo Shangyun saw their persistence and stubbornness, her eyes flashed slightly, as if she was a little sad.
But, it was only a moment.
No one caught her this moment, and no one knew what kind of emotions she was like at this moment.
Is it...who is also reluctant to leave.
Then, they saw Mo Shangyun laughing, the corners of their mouths gently curled up, and their eyebrows raised slightly.
She smiled, "As soon as I left, no one listened to me?"
The arrogant voice as always, but it is less forceful than before.
And, just such a sentence made almost everyone believe that this matter is irreversible.
No matter how reluctant they are or how persistent they persist, Mo Shangyun will still leave.
"Report! Heard!"
19 people shouted in awe of turbulent voices, shouting out the majestic momentum of more than a hundred people.
Some people have tears in their eyes, some have a firm expression, and some have no expression on their faces.
After looking at them deeply, Mo Shangyun turned around and was missing the idleness of being careless. She looked at Zhong Tianhao seriously and said, "Instructor Zhong, I'll leave it to you."
Zhong Tianhao looked back at her, but he didn't know what Mo Shangyun was thinking.
He only knew that at this time, he could only nod.
"Um."
He responded.
Mo Shangyun waved his hand and left.
All the students in front of them stared at her back and left.
Not long after, Zhong Tianhao turned around and glanced at Mo Shangyun.
She walked a distance.
Putting one hand in her pocket is not as stance as a soldier, making people know it is her at a glance.
Zhong Tianhao suddenly felt that Mo Shangyun was now very happy.
*
Mo Shangyun went to the kitchen operation room and got two steamed buns.
As always, solve it on the road.
When I returned to Suban Building, there was still half an hour before the morning training.
When she walked to the office door, she couldn't help but stop.
I raised my eyes slightly and looked at the wall on the left. There was A4 paper all over the wall.
Except for the first words printed, all the handwriting on the paper behind her was written word by word by word with a signature pen.
The first students left had very few handwriting on the paper, but those left were densely packed.
She squinted her eyes, looking a little dazed.
It seems that she is serious...
"Where are you standing here as a husband-seeing stone?"
A sudden teasing came from behind.
Joke Mu.
Mo Shangyun didn't look back and walked into the office with her legs raised.
But, when she passed by Duan Zimu's desk, her pace stopped at the right time.
"Brother Duan?"
She turned her head, looked at the door, and raised a smile on her lips.
The joke Mu, who was about to enter the door, heard the sound and looked up at her.
At this glance, I couldn't help but be stunned.
The sun was rising, and a light shot in from behind, jumped over his shoulders, and fell on Mo Shangyun's face.
The soft and bright light just shone on her little face as big as a palm. The light was very warm, so warm that Mo Shangyun's playful expression had a different taste.
He saw her laughing, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling. His careful actions were extremely familiar, but they were amazed for no reason.
Duan Zimu looked at her, but he didn't know what he was watching. He only knew that it was miserable. Mo Shangyun successfully conquered him with this face.
Completely, straight into the single shot, the defense line collapsed.
"how?"
After a long time, Duan Zimu walked into the door and opened his mouth, his voice had a slight sensation that he could clearly feel.
"This wall..." Mo Shangyun pointed to the wall on his right, "Help clean it up."
"good."
Duan Zimu almost nodded subconsciously.
Mo Shangyun was stunned, shocked by the joy of jokes.
She also wants to give some compensation...
"Wait," Duan Zimu's Adam's apple slid, his mind woke up, and asked her a little strangely, "Are all these useless?"
“It’s useless.”
Mo Shangjun shrugged and turned around and walked towards his desk.
She is now like Duan Zimu, and only needs to be responsible for some projects.
Duan Zimu is a shooting instructor, and she is a fighting instructor.
The more relaxed the jokes Mu can be, the more relaxed she can be.
However, when they arrived at Yan Tianxing, they were both the same brick and had to move wherever they needed it.
Duan Zimu looked at her, turned her back, and reached out to touch her chest.
The jump was a little faster than I thought.
After struggling for a full half minute, Duan Zimu appointed to help her pull the paper off.
He actually felt happy to help her do such a thing?
Happy?!
He was afraid he was crazy.
then--
While talking about his crazy jokes, he happily helped Mo Shangyun pull paper, and inadvertently poured Mo Shangyun a glass of water.
Mo Shangyun looked at the water on the table and stared at Jozi Mu strangely.
How did she feel-
There is something wrong with jokes?
Could it be that something good happened?
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)