The young students who had just taken a breath once again came to the venue they hated.
From 8:00 to 8:30, there are two projects, one is to raise the national flag and take the oath; the other is to report in person and explain the prescribed disciplines throughout the day.
The freshmen, who had been tortured to death by the five kilometers in the morning, basically breathed a sigh of relief when they encountered a project that was not necessary to run wildly and carried out the activities in an orderly manner.
However, half an hour later, they were killed in the same military posture training without moving.
"This is standing at attention. It's very simple."
Standing in front of the team, Mo Shangjun spoke leisurely, but when he glanced over and saw many indescribable postures standing at attention, Mo Shangjun regretted saying such words.
Mo Shangyun frowned, thought for a while, and continued: "The heels are close together, the toes are about 60 degrees apart; the legs are straight..."
Slowly reciting the standard moves one by one, Mo Shangyun came to the middle of the team when he finished speaking the last word.
Putting his elbow on the shoulder of the second girl in the first row, Mo Shangyun tilted his head, got close to her ear, and said word by word: "Little girl, can't you tell the difference between sixty degrees and thirty degrees?
"
Being so close, even if Mo Shangjun was of the same sex, the girl was so nervous that she subconsciously spread her toes apart.
"It's eighty degrees."
Mo Shangyun slightly kicked her toes to get her closer.
However, with such a slight movement, tears welled up in the girl's eyes as soon as she blinked, and translucent tears rolled in her eyes.
Mo Shangjun took one look and almost cried for her.
wipe!
Can you cry like this?!
Just, this, something, break, something?
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Mo Shangyun patted her head and asked kindly: "Can we talk about something?"
"You...you are too cruel."
The girl sobbed and hesitated.
Mo Shangyun: "..."
She hasn't started to be mean yet.
"Also," the girl paused, her face turned crimson, and she hesitated, "I, I'm here."
"pain?"
Mo Shangyun was almost close to her ear.
"Um."
Biting her lip, the girl nodded slightly.
"Want to rest?" Mo Shangyun asked again.
"I think." The girl blushed and nodded.
"Oh," Mo Shangyun nodded and said, "Otherwise, you can go back and report to the school and go home to rest for a few days. Or you can make a free and easy application to drop out of school. The reason... I will help you think about it.
He said that the instructors are inhumane and that being a soldier is too painful and is not as good as the comfort of home. Do you think that’s okay?”
"..."
The girl was stunned for a long time, and then she realized that Mo Shangjun was laughing at her. She couldn't hold it back, and her tears fell down. She cried so hard that it was like rain.
Mo Shangjun gave her a thumbs up.
She also admires her for coming here to cry if she doesn't have the courage to endure hardship.
"Instructor Chu!" Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and looked at Chu Feiyin.
"arrive!"
Chu Feiyin responded.
"Bring a pack of tissues and wipe this girl with sand in her eyes and unable to move her hands," Mo Shangjun greeted.
"yes!"
Chu Feiyin ran over and looked at the girl who was crying in grievance, and then at Mo Shangyun who looked sulky. Because she didn't know what they said and didn't know the reason, she could only follow the order and take out tissues for the girl.
Wipe away tears.
Mo Shangyun left the girl with a headache.
If she were in the Second Company, she would have already given up and left at this time, but this was a military academy, and she was here by invitation. If she left, it might affect the image of the Second Company and even the entire reconnaissance battalion, so Mo Shangyun held back.
Continue to teach others how to stand at attention.
However, when the girl cried like this, it seriously affected the mood of the entire queue. Many people felt that Mo Shangjun bullied the girl and made her cry. Several boys even stared at Mo Shangjun unconvinced.
When Mo Shangjun was instructing the postures, he had a posture of "If you don't listen, I won't listen."
Ten minutes later, Mo Shangjun clapped his hands, left them alone, and left.
"Instructor Mo?!"
Chu Feiyin looked at Mo Shangyun who left in surprise, then looked at the three rows of teams, and finally followed Mo Shangyun in panic.
In the third row, there were even two boys who looked at each other and smiled, with a hint of success.
"You are going too far!"
Turning around, Yan Jiale looked angrily at the boys in the two rows behind him.
"Isn't she too much? She bullied people to tears! An officer came to be an instructor, look at her bossy look!"
"Who knew she was so careless?"
"The school and the instructor won't blame you, right?"
"Don't worry, the law does not punish everyone. Besides, she is not suitable to lead troops!"
…
A group of people started talking at random, and the team naturally dispersed.
The girls were okay, a few stepped forward to comfort the crying girl, and the others didn't say much. But among the boys, except for some honest ones, the others were ridiculing Mo Shangyun.
Yan Jiale was so angry when he saw the unrepentant expressions of the boys who were making noises that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight with them directly.
However, the girl next to her saw her and stopped her quickly.
Things are already messy enough, but now we can’t add to the mess!
At this moment, Xiang Yongming, who had nothing to do, came over to take a look. Seeing this chaotic and boiling scene, he couldn't help but ask aloud——
"Where is your instructor?!"
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)