Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Seven o'clock.

The battalion commanders of the battalions led the freshmen to Lago for dinner. The other military training instructors were temporarily summoned by the chief instructor and a simple meeting was held on the training ground.

Mo Shangyun, the commander of the electronic battalion, naturally did not participate in this temporary meeting.

However, when she left, she always felt that Chief Instructor Lin Mao was staring at her, not knowing whether it was good intentions or malicious, but Mo Shangyun felt uncomfortable.

La Ge, eat breakfast, then check the housekeeping at 7:30.

Mo Shangyun first returned to the dormitory building and sorted out the 602 dormitory.

Afterwards, he took some time to find someone to inquire about the next person, and to have a good morning greeting with Yan Tianxing-but Yan Tianxing couldn't return the news for a while.

Locking his belongings, Mo Shangyun went to the dormitory on the third floor to check the housekeeping.

"Instructor Mo!"

As soon as I reached the third floor, I met Chu Feiyin who was planning to go upstairs to find her.

"After the meeting?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows gently.

"Yes!" Chu Feiyin responded cautiously, and then said, "Lecturer Lin said, we need to get up and train one hour in advance, otherwise we have trained these freshmen, but our physical fitness has dropped, and it is not worth the loss. You can participate if you want."

"..."

Mo Shangjun touched his nose subconsciously.

Get up early to train?

Why does it feel so coincident...

"Also," Chu Feiyin said again, "Yan Jiale has just feedback that the rule that no books are allowed on that shelf has been revoked. Instructor Mo, can you do it?"

Speaking of which, Chu Feiyin's eyes suddenly shone a bit, as if he had an indescribable worship of Mo Shangyun.

Yesterday, Mo Shangjun said that he was looking for a leader, but after returning, there was no news. She thought Mo Shangyun was unsuccessful and said embarrassedly. She did not expect to do things quietly.

Sure enough, people who do great things are so low-key.

"Maybe."

Mo Shangjun responded faintly without giving a direct answer.

Mo Shangjun walked to the nearest 303 dormitory, Chu Feiyin followed.

The door was open, and as soon as they saw the two of them coming in and looked at the door, they quickly ran back to the dormitory and stood in a row in the middle aisle.

"Good instructor Mo! Good instructor Chu!"

As soon as they reached the door, they heard the same voice of four people.

"Check the housekeeping."

I don't know where to pull out a pair of white gloves, Mo Shangyun said slowly, but the tone of the speech was not indifferent.

The four stared at her intently.

Putting on white gloves, Mo Shangjun began to check the sanitation with a blank expression, and judged whether their dormitory was qualified based on whether the white gloves were clean.

It is a pity that even if Mo Shangyun emphasized again and again at noon yesterday, they did not clean the corners.

"Failed."

Just checking the tables and chairs below, Mo Shangjun judged the overall situation of their dormitory.

The four heard the sound and their faces suddenly turned pale.

——The unqualified internal affairs should be criticized by name.

"Whose bed is this?"

When Mo Shangjun walked outside, he passed a bed, a slight step in his foot, and lifted his chin to look up.

"Report, mine!"

Du Xiangxiang stood up under strong pressure.

"Take it down." Mo Shangjun ordered coldly.

"Yes!"

Du Xiangxiang shouted unwillingly.

Then, under Mo Shangjun's gaze, he climbed onto his bed.

She had planned to miss her hand and let the folded quilt spread out, but she swept the ink on Jun Yun before the move, and the ink on Jun looked at her with a smile, the look was like-- You try it instead.

Du Xiangxiang couldn't help but tremble, slightly pursed his lower lip, and then honestly picked up the quilt, got out of bed, and gave it to Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangjun grabbed it, almost without any hesitation, walked to the outside balcony, and when he lifted his hand, he threw the stack of indecent quilts from the balcony.

This movement was like a cloud, flowing in one go, without a hesitating pause in the middle, simply and decisively, with no room for retention.

The four freshmen in the dormitory, all with their pupils slightly open, saw the quilt falling in the air and disappearing into the field of vision. Everyone's heart sank drastically.

Only Chu Feiyin, though a little surprised, said it was accepted naturally.

In the army, it is not uncommon to throw quilts on the balcony because of unqualified internal affairs.

just--

She glanced at Du Xiangxiang.

Du Xiangxiang was stunned first, then anger and resentment. His expression was a little twisted and horrified. His chest was up and down with his hands clenched into fists, as if trying to suppress his inner anger.

Chu Feiyin frowned.

She is one or two years older than these people, and some are even the same age as her. She still knows about such a group of young girls.

Self, pride, and unimaginable self-esteem, they can't bear any grievance... Initially in the army recruit company, such a girl, once suppressed, will rebound very strongly.

However, in the recruit company, there are some willing to be soldiers, with the determination to endure hardships, not as many military school students as many ideas, most of the time will still accept the punishment of the instructor.

Mo Shangyun turned and walked in.

"Pick it up." Take off the white gloves, and Mo Shanjun looked coldly at Du Xiangxiang.

"I do not!"

Du Xiangxiang raised his chin, his hands clenched into fists, and shouted angrily at Mo Shangyun.