Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After three days of ‘torture,’ Yan Tianxing finally found that he had no confusion with Mo Shangyun and Duan Zimu.

As if nothing had happened, Mo Shangjun's life was back on track.

She is no longer tossing, and she is honestly doing her own fighting instructor. She has not made extraordinary moves on the training ground. Even if she once participated in the entertainment projects of teaching assistants and instructors, she did not participate.

She will be free to pay attention to the previous murder case of Xihe Mountain.

-The case has not progressed.

Occasionally, I will take a look at the situation of group B students.

——After the last field survival training, all the students are on the right track, no matter whether it is mentality or physical strength, there is no need to worry. However, Group B deducted too many points due to the departure of Liang Zhiqiong and Qin Lian, so that they did not catch up with Group A in the later period, and the PK continued to fail for the next two weeks.

After three weeks of failure, Zhong Tianhao, who became the instructor of Group B, began to reflect, seeming to realize that although Mo Shangyun's training methods were wonderful, she still had a certain ability.

At the very least, according to the results of the students, Mo Shangyun is more capable than himself.

Therefore, Zhong Tianhao's attitude towards Mo Shangyun was obviously improved in the later period.

Occasionally, Shang Mo Shangyun will be called to eat together.

Mo Shangyun didn't care too much.

However, Zhong Tianhao no longer aimed at her, she also regarded Zhong Tianhao as an ordinary meanwhile, at least she did not go to the drama when Group B failed.

All of a sudden, the training was nearing its end.

Mo Shangjun's connection with the reconnaissance company gradually became diligent.

Under the guidance of Lang Yan, Scouting Erlian did not have her, and also won the second first at the end of May.

At first, she only understood the situation, and then at the request of Lang Yan, she gradually provided advice for the follow-up training. Generally, Lang Yan readily accepted.

In the last few days, the final exercise of the camp was finalized, and the parting atmosphere of the base was somehow thickened. The new instructors who had previously adhered to the principles were slowly being generalized by people such as Yuqiu Qiu and Mucheng. For certain rigid rules, one eye is closed and one eye is closed, no longer blending.

"Instructor Mo, have supper in the cafeteria at night. Do you want to be together?"

On a rare idle night, Mu Cheng, who started the dinner party, stood at the door of the office and sent an invitation to Mo Shangyun, who was still processing data.

"Don't go."

Mo Shangjun looked at the display and struck the keyboard, without even lifting his head, and was very busy.

"This may be the last time." Mu Cheng said a little regretfully.

Mo Shangjun knocked on the keyboard.

After that, he quickly glanced at Ruan Yan, and said, "Busy over."

"Go!"

Mu Cheng waved at her.

Instantly disappeared at the door.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and stared at the display screen, continuing to work with his fate.

Before the exercise begins, she needs to make a summary of the combat training she is responsible for, and analyze the three-month training steps, as well as the pros and cons. This summary is very tedious, and it needs to integrate the results of more than 200 people. Even if she usually has a backup, it is very time-consuming to do.

What made her unexpected was

Duan Zimu, who also writes a similar summary, made preparations early, ordered it, and he finished it within a day, and submitted the report in advance.

At this time, only she was behind.

She had to make it before tomorrow morning.

Just when she was so busy, the phone ringing in the desk drawer rang.

She frowned impatiently and didn't care, but the calls were picked one by one. After the third call, she opened the drawer, scanned the unknown phone, and pulled to answer.

"speak."

Mo Shangyun handed the phone to his ear, making a very irritable voice.

At the same time, her fingers were still typing on the keyboard, knocking off the last few letters.

However, when the finger points to the space bar, a familiar voice suddenly falls into the ear—

"Moer."

The two light words fluttered down heavily.

In an instant, her bones were smashed and she couldn't lift any strength for no reason.

She heard a trance in her left ear.

——『Momo, how about calling you in the future? 』

-"Change the title. 』

——『Moer. This is nice. 』

"..."

The force of grasping the mobile phone was tightened violently, the finger joints were white, and the face of the ink was pale.

She didn't speak for a long time.

"Oh shit."

She scolded two words, subconsciously stood up from the chair, unconsciously grabbed the draft paper on the table with her right hand, the paper was tightly pinched by her fingers, and she was extremely hard.

"I will come to you."

A few words that were almost untrue came from the phone.

Then, hang up.

Mo Shangjun shook his fingers slightly.

When Yan Tianxing passed the door, she accidentally swept the inside. She saw Mo Shangyun standing at the desk. She held the mobile phone in her left hand and held it to her ear, and her right hand held the notebook tightly. There was no movement for a long time. .

Under the training cap, a pair of bright black eyes, looking directly at the front, the expression concealed in the shadow of the brim of the hat.

However, he clearly saw that her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were murderous.

Mo Shangyun, who has always been intuitive and keen, has never found Yan Tianxing standing at the door.

Somehow his heart softened, Yan Tianxing reached out and knocked on the office door.

"knock."

With a soft sound, he wandered in the office and awakened Mo Shangyun, who was enveloped in emotions.