After leaving the group of depressed people, Mo Shangyun returned to the dormitory building.
She was originally going to pack her things, but when she reached the second floor, she accidentally glanced in the direction of the corridor and saw the lights on in the instructor's office, so she stopped, thought for a moment, and walked to the only office with lights on.
.
If she remembered correctly, the instructor held a farewell meeting with them earlier.
Mo Shangjun walked to the door of the office.
The door was open, and the instructor was holding several files in his hand. His expression was a little heavy, and he occasionally sighed.
Perhaps too immersed in his emotions, he did not notice Mo Shangyun's appearance.
Knock. Knock.
Mo Shangyun knocked on the door twice, attracting the instructor's attention.
"Deputy Company Mo," the instructor looked up and saw Mo Shangyun, and asked in a daze, "Why are you up here?"
"Pack your things." Mo Shangyun answered briefly.
"Oh." The instructor nodded, and then greeted her, "Come in."
Mo Shangjun glanced at the instructor's office.
She rarely came to the instructor's office, but the instructors came to their office more often. At a glance, all the layouts were the same as the impression in her initial memory, and there was no change.
Even the placement of the water glasses is exactly the same.
"Look at the veterans' files?"
Mo Shangjun walked in and asked.
The instructor nodded, sighed heavily, and said with emotion: "They are all good seedlings."
They are all good prospects, but they have reached military age and have no other way out, so they have no choice but to leave.
Although there are not many opportunities to come into contact with this group of young people, and these young people usually avoid him, he has watched them come year by year... The identity and background of everyone here,
He knew all the file information and the performance of the troops clearly, and could even recite them backwards and forwards.
"The iron-clad military camp is full of soldiers," Mo Shangyun sat down opposite him and comforted him, "Instructor, please relax."
Hearing Mo Shangyun's careless words, the instructor raised his head and looked at her seriously.
But when he thought about it, Mo Shangjun was the one who helped contact all veterans about their career change opportunities. He couldn't blame her at all.
Mo Shangyun did everything he could to give them a good future that he could give them.
"Girl," the instructor said sincerely, "I thank you on their behalf."
"Instructor, they are my soldiers."
Mo Shangyun curled his lips and said it was natural.
The instructor nodded, "Yes, they are your soldiers."
I used to think that Mo Shangyun was just a child, a young man with a high military rank who only had ideals and exaggerated ideas and could not do practical things. But in fact, what Mo Shangyun did was more serious and experienced than someone like him who thought he was serious and responsible.
There are much more people.
People like Mo Shangyun are the ones who truly care about the soldiers at the bottom and can actually help them.
"By the way, I heard that you were invited by the special forces to be an instructor?" The instructor raised his head and asked her suddenly.
"I haven't made a decision yet," Mo Shangyun said.
"It's good to practice and practice." The instructor said, "Your temperament is suitable for that kind of place."
Mo Shangyun thought for a moment, shrugged and said, "That's also a scoring situation."
The instructor looked at her a few times and finally nodded in agreement.
The two didn't chat for long.
Mo Shangyun drank a cup of tea, then got up and left. When he went upstairs, he thought of his charging cell phone. He turned around, went to the company commander's office, and picked up his fully charged cell phone.
Leaning on the desk, Mo Shangyun clicked on the phone, and then as expected, he received a lot of text message notifications.
The phone calls are basically from Yan Tianxing.
Because he had to go out a few days ago, and Yan Tianxing had to attend a drill and would be away for the time being, Mo Shangjun simply didn't bring his mobile phone with him.
Unexpectedly, Yan Tianxing's drill ended so quickly.
Mo Shangyun looked through the messages on social media and didn't see anything Yan Tianxing had sent, so he thought about it and called back.
After clicking the call button, she turned her head and looked at the wall in the direction of Lang Yan's desk.
Nine forty.
I don’t know if Yan Tianxing is asleep.
Almost as soon as this idea came up, the phone call I received nipped it in the cradle.
"Where have you been these past few days?"
Yan Tianxing's mellow and hoarse voice came from the phone.
"I'm in the company." Mo Shangyun said without blushing or out of breath.
"I called your instructor." Yan Tianxing said bluntly, "You asked for three days' leave."
"..."
The lie was exposed cleanly, even Mo Shangyun was a little speechless at this time.
The slight good feeling that arose from just chatting with the instructor was successfully suppressed by Yan Tianxing's two words, and not even a little flame was left.
"Say or not?"
After waiting for a moment and no response, Yan Tianxing's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Going out for a date."
Raising his hand and touching his nose, Mo Shangyun said slowly and calmly.
"Mo Shangyun, are you looking for a fight?" Yan Tianxing suppressed the anger that was about to explode.
Ignoring his anger at all, Mo Shangjun asked lightly: "Are you disfigured?"
"..."
Yan Tianxing's anger was suddenly suppressed.
Damn, who told her?!
"No." Yan Tianxing's tone was rather stiff.
"Yan Tianxing," Mo Shangyun called out his name, put his hand in his pocket, and said calmly, "Your person is mine, and your face is mine. Before I said 'no', you have to bear it."
If you are hurt enough, report it to me. If you find a woman...I will chop wherever you touch, do you hear me?"
Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun's voice became slightly thicker, with an undeniable domineering tone.
When Yan Tianxing heard these ambitious words, he was stunned for a moment.
"Mo Shangyun, you are the only one who has the mouth, right?"
After reacting, Yan Tianxing's brows twitched and he lost his breath.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and accepted the words unceremoniously, "You have a mouth, but you are too whiny. If you have the ability, can you tell me?"
Yan Tianxing: "..."
A woman knows how to show off her strength and power!
Pressing his eyebrows, Yan Tianxing tried not to argue with her, but brought up the subject and said, "Let me ask you, where have you been these past few days?"
"It's a date." Mo Shangyun repeated.
"Are you trying to commit suicide again?"
Yan Tianxing's anger that he had just suppressed suddenly came back up again.
He curled his lips, thinking that this guy was probably going to be furious. Seeing that he was still injured, Mo Shangyun said truthfully: "I'm going to avenge you."
This unexpected answer made Yan Tianxing stunned again.
Afterwards, he asked: "What grudge?"
"Avenge your disfigurement."
"Who are you looking for?"
Yan Tianxing's tone was slightly cold, and he didn't bother to emphasize the fact that 'he was not disfigured'.
"Black Eagle." Mo Shangyun said calmly, paused, and then added, "By the way, you can pay back the vengeance of my foot injury."
"So you went behind my back and met your old lover?" Yan Tianxing's voice was cold and biting, and his anger broke out.
"Who said he is my old lover?" Mo Shangyun was confused.
"snort."
Yan Tianxing hummed arrogantly, as if he meant 'you and I know everything'.
"...Fuck." Mo Shangjun cursed angrily, "Yan Tianxing, what did you see that day?"
"He kissed you." Yan Tianxing, who was furious, thought of the unpleasant memories and his tone was sour.
relative?
Oh shit!
With a twitching of his brows, Mo Shangjun became irritable, but he still had to argue with reason, "Will my old lover give me a knife?"
"Otherwise, why is it old?" Yan Tianxing asked.
"I might as well give you a knife and forget it!"
Mo Shangjun was so angry that he immediately cut off the phone call.
When he raised his hand, he almost dropped the phone.
However, when he thought it was not worth it, he took his hand back.
——The bastard kissed her?
Mo Shangjun pressed his temples a little irritably.
Thinking about it this way, she only gave him a brick and two knives... and she gave him an advantage!
Frowning his brows, Mo Shangyun thought of that stupid boy and Yan Tianxing, and couldn't get rid of his anger for a while.
One or two, no one can worry!
But before the anger subsided, the phone vibrated.
"Remarks: Fool Yan"
Mo Shangjun raised his hand and hung up.
Soon, the call came again within two seconds.
Continue to hang up.
Until the third time, Mo Shangyun thought that there was nothing wrong with him. To put it more far-fetched, he was cuckolded, so he thought about it and accepted it again.
I thought Yan Tianxing would be furious after hanging up on him three times in a row, but as soon as he put the phone to his ear, he heard Yan Tianxing's gentle and calm voice——
"You're not hurt?"
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