After checking out happily, Mo Shangjun asked Yan Tianxing to change his shoes, and led Yan Tianxing away, who was looked at with strange eyes by the clerk.
After shopping with Mo Shangjun a few times, Yan Tianxing has become accustomed to this kind of look.
So I didn't care.
After leaving the mall, Mo Shangjun put on his baseball cap, then raised his eyebrows at Yan Tianxing, "Let's go."
"……Um."
Yan Tianxing reluctantly agreed.
After snapping his fingers, Mo Shangjun led the way.
They were not walking too fast, but their speed was not slow either. They walked through the crowd and stirred up a gust of wind. When people came to their senses, they had disappeared.
There is no doubt about the physical fitness of the two people, and there is basically no need to take a break in the middle.
At first, Yan Tianxing would feel bored - just meet once a month, but the little time we finally spent together would be spent on "march"?
Mo Shangjun would occasionally say a few words to him, but not much.
It can be called a "dating activity" that wastes time.
However, gradually, Yan Tianxing became interested in Mo Shangjun's physical ability.
Although he knew that Mo Shangjun had been trained since childhood and that physical fitness was not achieved overnight and needed a little bit of accumulation, Yan Tianxing estimated that Mo Shangjun's physical fitness would be a bit higher than that of the female team members there, and he had seen her abilities many times before.
.
However, this time, the impression of her physical ability was slightly improved.
Among the female team members, they would probably be called "perverts".
She walked quickly and easily during the thirty-kilometer journey, showing no sign of fatigue from beginning to end. Every observation could not detect her ultimate state.
This ability that cannot be explored with ordinary means made Yan Tianxing think about pulling her to him to study slowly at a certain moment.
However, this idea was quickly abandoned.
As an instructor, the concepts may be close or even consistent, but an instructor and a student have different identities and different thinking directions. He doesn't want to be in the same unit as Mo Shangyun, because it will cause a lot of friction.
At 1 o'clock sharp, Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing successfully completed 0 kilometers.
"arrive."
Seeing the gate of the reconnaissance camp from a distance, Mo Shangyun stopped.
"Um."
Yan Tianxing then stopped and did not go too close.
Looking at his face again, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Let's go."
Yan Tianxing chuckled, "I'll watch you go in."
So, Mo Shangyun shrugged and walked towards the gate of the reconnaissance camp.
It's not like separation between life and death. I'm not overjoyed when I want to see you, and I'm not reluctant to leave you when we part.
This time, Mo Shangjun still walked happily.
Mo Shangjun has a straight waist and an upright figure. She is carrying a bag and wearing casual clothes. The closer she gets, the more she walks like a soldier, and the laziness around her gradually disappears.
Soon, she came to the door.
Yan Tianxing kept staring at her back, but the look in his eyes gradually dimmed.
However, the moment she showed her ID and was about to step through the door, Mo Shangyun suddenly stopped. She turned her head and glanced in the direction of Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing was stunned for a moment.
Mo Shangyun smiled at him, then waved his hand cheerfully and walked through the door neatly.
In a short time, three or four seconds, when Yan Tianxing came to his senses, Mo Shangjun had disappeared through the gate.
Yan Tianxing was still standing.
After a long moment, he curled up his lips and smiled.
Actually...turned back.
*
Reconnaissance Battalion, Second Company.
Mo Shangjun walked to the downstairs of the dormitory office building.
I happened to meet the instructor and Lang Yan coming down from upstairs.
"You're back now?" Looking at Mo Shangyun in surprise, Lang Yan said unexpectedly, "Didn't you say it was at night?"
"It's done." Mo Shangjun replied calmly, then looked at them suspiciously, "Aren't you in the recruit company?"
Lang Yan looked down at the time and walked down the last step, "No, I miss our second company's food. Come here for lunch."
The instructor looked at Lang Yan in surprise.
When did the former serious Captain Lang start to develop the problem of "poor talk" like Mo Shangjun?
"There are special forces who want to reserve young people," the instructor said. "Good young people are the darlings of the regiment. How can we let them take advantage of them in vain? So the battalion commander asked us to have a meeting. We will keep as many as we can."
Seeing that the instructor was talking about business, Lang Yan no longer felt helpless and nodded: "Let's forget about our second company. Even the recruit company with its unique painting style has finally been spotted..."
Having said this, Lang Yan spread his hands helplessly.
Originally, they had donated many young men to support the new special operations force, and the regiment was already reluctant to part with them. Now that their reconnaissance battalion was being stared at by so many eyes, the regiment was naturally anxious.
Moreover, a group of veterans had just left, which was already a loss to the battalion, and they were pointing at a company of new recruits to replenish their combat effectiveness... How could someone take advantage of them?
At this time of year, they are all worried.
"oh."
Mo Shangyun nodded in understanding.
"How about you come together..." Lang Yan had an idea.
The instructor hurriedly grabbed him and whispered in a tone that everyone could hear: "She is also one of the people who will be poached. If you let her go, won't you be sending people away to her?!"
Lang Yan: "..." It suddenly dawned on him.
The two looked at each other in tacit understanding.
Listening to this extremely clear speech and seeing this extremely obvious eye contact, Mo Shangyun rolled his eyes and sighed at the intelligence of the leaders of the second company. Then he picked up his backpack, walked around them, and walked upstairs.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)