Mo Shangyun's mentor is a famous military strategist and a well-known professor. He is from the navy and has a high military rank. Students studying at the National University of Defense Technology treat him with respect. Many people want to be his students, even though they are here.
Outside of school, his reputation is also well-known.
As his beloved disciple, Mo Shangyun was lucky enough to avoid such a person.
Yan Tianxing raised his hand and threw the phone to her.
It flew directly towards Mo Shangjun's head, and Mo Shangjun didn't bother to hide. He stretched out his hand and caught the phone in mid-air.
I looked down and saw that the screen was on. It wasn't the instructor's phone number, but something frosted on it.
Glancing at Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun slowly picked up the phone and handed it to his ear.
"What?" Mo Shangjun said.
"Your instructor asked you to contact him." Mo Shangshuang replied to her simply.
Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?"
"Didn't say."
"What were his exact words?"
"Contact him before tonight, otherwise you will regret it."
"..."
Mo Shangyun fell silent.
It seems that the matter is not too big.
She hung up the phone quietly, raised her eyebrows, and threw the phone to Yan Tianxing.
"You won't call back?" Yan Tianxing took the phone and asked her.
"There's no rush." Mo Shangyun continued eating the apple.
She graduated in June and joined the company in December. During the five months in between, she was fully occupied by her instructor. Sometimes she would be taken to travel across the country, and sometimes she would be asked to help with small tasks.
, any arrangement is for her own good.
only--
It can be said that her time in the lower company was the most relaxing time for her in the past six months.
Now, it would definitely be troublesome to find her during the Chinese New Year.
Drag if you can.
"I'm going out in the afternoon and won't be back until very late." Yan Tianxing said.
The implication is that there is no landline at home, and Mo Shangjun cannot make calls when he is out.
However, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes in surprise, "Are you coming back?"
"..."
Hearing the sound, Yan Tianxing's eyes darkened slightly, and then he turned and entered his bedroom.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows inexplicably.
It's Chinese New Year...no matter what, you shouldn't come out.
After finishing the apple and throwing the core into the trash can, Mo Shangyun stood up and went to the bedroom that Yan Tianxing pointed out to her.
There is a clean change of clothes in the closet, as well as two sets of casual clothes. The preparations are quite complete.
Mo Shangjun didn't choose. He just grabbed the closest underwear and bathrobe and went to the bathroom attached to the bedroom.
Take a relaxing hot bath.
When she came out again, she was wearing a bathrobe and put a towel on her head, casually wiping her wet hair. She had found the hair dryer in the closet and wanted to go get it directly, but she heard a faint movement outside the door, and then she thought about it.
Thinking about it, he came to the bedroom door again and opened the door.
Without looking around, he saw Yan Tianxing standing at the door.
He didn't even have time to knock on the door.
Mo Shangjun looked at him.
Apparently, he also took a shower, changed out of his jungle camouflage, and put on casual clothes.
Long windbreaker, black, adds a sense of depth.
I've seen him in military uniforms and casual clothes. Different clothes can match different temperaments on him. Now he has an air of alienation and indifference, adding some nobility and elegance.
Mo Shangjun feels that he is more "approachable" in military uniform.
When she looked at Yan Tianxing, Yan Tianxing also looked at her.
Her short hair was wet, and the towel was casually placed on her hair. As someone who has been exposed to the sun and rain all year round, her skin is incredibly good. She had just taken a shower, and her cheeks were slightly red. Water droplets fell along the ends of her hair, moistening her neck.
Go down, slide over the beautiful collarbone, and wet the bathrobe.
The Adam's apple slides slightly.
Yan Tianxing frowned, thinking that she looked like this——
Damn tempting.
"Is something wrong?" Mo Shangjun asked him, raising his eyes slightly, his bright eyes seemed to be stained with a film of water, making them extremely dazzling.
Condensing his eyes, Yan Tianxing handed her the phone and said, "Contact me if you have any questions."
Mo Shangjun lowered his eyes and took a look.
It is Yan Tianxing's own mobile phone.
"And you?"
Mo Shangjun didn't answer, put his hand in the pocket of his nightgown, and asked him leisurely.
"Call the first number if you need anything."
Speaking calmly, Yan Tianxing threw the phone away and threw it directly to her.
Mo Shangjun raised his free hand and caught the phone firmly.
Looking up again, Yan Tianxing had turned around and walked towards the entrance.
"Hey." Mo Shangjun called to him.
Yan Tianxing paused slightly and turned sideways.
"Thank you."
After shaking his phone, Mo Shangyun thanked him in a sincere and perfunctory manner, and then closed the door.
…
After returning to the room, he used a hair dryer to dry his hair, and then went to bed to sleep.
I slept on and off for a few hours in the morning, but I was either on my back or in the car, so I didn't sleep well.
She had rarely felt so sleepy, as if she had gone through an anti-fatigue training. Before she lay down, she thought she could sleep for a whole day and a night.
However, she underestimated the biological clock she had developed over the years.
After sleeping for less than six hours, she woke up as night fell.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the floor-to-ceiling windows for the first time. It was a hazy night outside. The floor was too high. As far as I could see, I could only see the building opposite and a small part of the night sky. I looked away. The light in the room was dim, and I could faintly make out items.
The direction was correct, but there was a dim light in the field of vision, making it difficult to see clearly.
She paused for three seconds.
Then, he turned over and sat up in bed, turned on the light, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Standing up straight, he subconsciously bent down and wanted to fold the quilt. As soon as he grabbed a corner of the quilt, he realized that this was not a military unit, so he lifted the quilt and spread it out neatly.
After going to wash up, Mo Shangyun went back to the bedroom and took away the mobile phone placed on the bed cabinet.
While walking to the sofa in the living room, he pressed Mu Qixuan's phone.
"Hello."
The call was quickly connected, and Mu Qixuan's gentle and humble voice came.
Faintly, I can hear some noise over there.
"Senior." Mo Shangyun sat on the sofa and said with a slight smile.
"Little Slippery." Mu Qixuan was a little surprised. After a pause, he asked her with a smile, "Did you change your number?"
"No, friend's cell phone."
"You wait first."
After Mu Qixuan finished speaking, he said nothing.
Slowly, I heard the noisy voices over there fade away.
After a while, there was no sound anymore, only the whistling of the wind could be heard.
"It's a little early to say New Year's greetings, why did you think of me?" Mu Qixuan's voice was gentle and somewhat teasing.
"Let's find out." Mo Shangjun explained his intention.
After a pause, Mu Qixuan understood and asked: "What did the instructor want to do with you?"
Sure enough I know.
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun responded.
Mu Qixuan smiled, "I look for you every time something happens. Your senior is very sad."
Mo Shangjun Congshan Ruliu said: "I'm sorry, I'll wish you a happy New Year tomorrow."
"Forget it," Mu Qixuan smiled helplessly. After a while, he said, "My instructor also asked me about the things he wanted to talk to you about. I think it's a good thing."
"Tell me."
"He has told you not to tell you about this in advance," Mu Qixuan said. "The old man is also waiting for you to call him and say hello. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so you should wish him a happy New Year in advance.
"
"So..." Mo Shangyun drawled his voice.
Mu Qixuan quickly took over, "You can't detect this tone."
"..."
Mo Shangjun was speechless.
Smiling, Mu Qixuan continued: "There is something..."
"What?"
"I made a phone call to the instructor of your second company yesterday."
"..." Mo Shangjun said nothing.
"He spoke very well of you. Between the lines of his words, he should... miss you a lot." Mu Qixuan said with profound meaning.
Mo Shangjun felt a chill running down his spine.
"What happened to Erlian?" she asked.
She had only been away for three days. No matter how hard the Second Company tried, it would be difficult for the instructor to miss her.
"That's not to say," Mu Qixuan said, "you know, I am an outsider after all."
Mo Shangjun cannot deny this.
In the reconnaissance camp, the Second Company was severely suppressed, and it would not be an honorable thing to tell the truth. Naturally, the instructor could not "tell the truth" to Mu Qixuan.
"How is the situation over there?" Mu Qixuan asked.
"it's over."
To put it bluntly, it seems like a matter of course.
"..."
Mu Qixuan was a little embarrassed.
The instructor wanted to contact Mo Shangjun two days ago, but he never got in touch, so he called the reconnaissance camp to inquire about the situation. Only then did he find out that Mo Shangjun had become a "special guest teacher". This was also discussed by the instructor.
I just revealed it to him.
It is said that it is a week.
at the moment……
Okay, who calls her Mo Shangyun?
No news was found from Mu Qixuan, so Mo Shangjun chatted with him for a while and then hung up.
Then I called Lang Yan's office several times in succession, but no one answered.
I looked at the time and saw it was almost seven o'clock.
It is said that in the reconnaissance camp, the procedures for every Chinese New Year celebration are the same. After the training during the day, they go to the cooking class to make dumplings starting at 5 p.m. After having a delicious meal, all the soldiers are organized to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.
Mo Shangjun estimated that this year would be similar. He guessed that Lang Yan was busy working in the cooking class, so he gave up wasting time and continued to make phone calls.
Glancing at the phone screen, Mo Shangyun was about to exit the dialing interface, but with a flick of his finger, the call history below slid up.
I had no intention of looking, but then I glanced around and noticed the familiar words, so I paused.
When I looked carefully, I saw her mobile phone number.
Note: girl.
This is... the note Yan Tianxing gave her?
For no reason, Mo Shangyun was slightly embarrassed.
After a while, he swiped up the screen and pretended not to see it. After thinking about it, he dialed the instructor's number again.
After waiting for about twenty seconds, the call was connected.
"Who is it?" An impatient voice came from the other side.
"Old man, I'm here to wish you a happy new year." Mo Shangyun said slowly.
There was a pause on the other side, and then he said angrily: "Why, you finally remembered that there is an old man like me?"
Mo Shangjun's expression remained unchanged, "I've been thinking about you."
"...Really?" The questioning tone, which was obviously unbelieving, was very awkward.
Mo Shangjun smiled and affirmed: "It's true."
He knew clearly that what she said was false, but she was made happy and the old man did not embarrass her.
He was not an old man who liked to talk nonsense. He asked her about her current situation and then expressed his satisfaction that she would finish the assessment within three days.
Immediately afterwards, the real business started.
"In April, your Westland Military Region plans to organize a training camp, selecting the best from each branch of the military for three months. They will be divided into men's and women's teams. I plan to recommend you to be the instructor of the women's team."
Instructor?
Hearing these two words, Mo Shangyun suddenly had a headache.
After a while, she said politely: "Isn't this inappropriate?"
"Why, after joining the company for a month, you learned to belittle yourself?!" The old man's tone became stern.
"I just graduated and have little qualifications." Mo Shangjun was extremely humble.
The old man almost laughed out of anger at her.
She has little qualifications?!
Although I don't know her thoroughly, I still know a little bit about her experience. It's comparable to the experience of a ten-year veteran. How dare she say that she has junior qualifications?!
However, this was not straightforward. He paused and asked her calmly: "Girl, even if you are given a gauntlet, you still don't want to agree?"
Well.
Are there any people writing a gauntlet these days?
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows, "What kind of letter of challenge?"
"Your senior sister, Ji Ruonan, is also one of the instructors of the women's team this time." The old man said angrily, "She knows you are going and is already making preparations."
"Ji Ruonan..." Mo Shangjun raised his finger, rubbed his chin, and asked, "Do I know him?"
"..."
The old man felt that if Mo Shangjun was really in front of him, he would definitely throw food all over the table.
Taking a deep breath, for the sake of the Chinese New Year, the old man managed not to get angry with her.
I patiently introduced Ji Ruonan to her briefly.
Ji Ruonan, her senior sister by two years, had a mentor who happened to be someone the old man didn't like very much. The mentors were all competitive, and of course the students below were also competing with each other.
The two students have always been about the same in ability and performance, and there is nothing to show off, but Ji Ruonan is extremely outstanding, with scores in all subjects far ahead, whether it is cultural scores or military skills.
For two years, Ji Ruonan's mentor really liked showing off in front of the old man.
Fortunately, two years later, the pervert Mo Shangjun came along.
In the beginning, Mo Shangjun's performance was not outstanding, but as time went by - every subject was on the passing line, and not one point was too much, and not one point was too little. The possibility of luck was very small, and the majority of it was intentional.
.
After the old man discovered the clues, he observed her several times and asked someone to inquire about her background, and then he paid more and more attention to her.
At that time, I focused on taking care of her. In addition to often finding fault with her in professional classes and testing her skills, there were also various school activities... At that time, she was basically allowed to go.
Anyway, this girl is willing to accept soft things rather than hard words. On the premise that it is "for her own good", she can't bear to refuse.
At that time, Mo Shangyun could do whatever he wanted and could cope with it, barely passing the exam. When he got interested, it was common for him to take first place.
When she discovered the clues and reduced her on-campus activities——
She is already famous.
When he was in a club with Ji Ruonan, he often crushed Ji Ruonan in club activities. In addition, he also crushed Ji Ruonan to death in several activities organized by the school.
The old man felt very proud in front of that mentor.
However, for an outstanding student like Ji Ruonan, I thought Mo Shangyun would be able to make some impression...
I didn't think about it, I didn't even remember the name.
"Old man, you... are quite childish."
After Mo Shangyun listened, he caught the non-key points and commented.
When the old man paid such abnormal attention to her, she guessed that there was an element of "cherishing talents", but she also realized that there were other elements. It was just that the old man was really good to her, so she didn't pursue it.
Unexpectedly, what was hidden behind the scenes... was actually such a thing.
A person who is almost sixty, has won all kinds of honors, and lacks nothing, yet to do this kind of thing... is so childish that she can't even laugh or cry.
The old man was so angry at her that he blew his beard and stared.
"Honestly, will you participate in this training camp or not?!" The old man was extremely angry and said angrily.
"Okay, please tell me this," Mo Shangjun said calmly, "Written the letter of war by hand, stamp it with bloody fingerprints, and send it to the Second Company. Once I receive the letter of war, I can consider it."
"Do you want me to deliver it to you personally?" The old man's voice was sinister.
"No need," Mo Shangyun smiled and narrowed his eyes, "It's too troublesome."
"..."
The old man was speechless for a while, thinking about himself and feeling sulky.
Mo Shangyun heard other noises over there.
It seemed that someone was trying to persuade him to have New Year's Eve dinner, and he mumbled a few words back, quite angry.
After listening for a while, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but smile and said: "I will make arrangements. If there is time at that time, I will agree."
"When can the arrangements be made?" The old man stopped being angry for a moment.
"Two or three days," Mo Shangyun estimated.
She also had to ask Yan Tianxing how long the assessment in March would take.
Otherwise, time will bump up and it will be troublesome.
With this in mind, Mo Shangyun persuaded the old man a few more words and told him to have a good New Year's Eve dinner before hanging up the phone.
but--
At that moment, the name "Ji Ruonan" suddenly flashed in my mind.
It seems like, where have I seen it?
Frowning his eyebrows slightly, Mo Shangyun thought about it carefully, then lowered his head and swiped the screen carelessly.
The fingers paused briefly.
In the call record, she saw three words——
Ji Ruonan.
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