Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Okay."

Mo Shangyun responded without a smile, copying both of their mobile phones.

The two were happy.

But, the next moment--

"Say a reason."

Mo Shangyun made a languid voice, and coldly made their smiles stiff.

Miao Dong gave Feng Jinglan a quick look, but Feng Jinglan took a deep breath and moved forward half a step.

"Report! I believe that an instructor who can put books on the bookshelf can benefit me a lot in this military training!" Feng Jinglan said here, raised his head, and was not surprised by the waves of ink and ink. 'S eyes said one word after another, "Instructor Mo, I am willing to follow you!"

"Exactly," staring at her for a moment, Mo Shangyun said lightly, but quickly reminded, "Next time be gentle."

After a while, Feng Jinglan responded, "Yes!"

"How about you?" Mo Shangyun squinted towards Miao Dong.

"Report, I think I still have a lot of room for improvement. Entering the Tigers will make me know myself and realize my own shortcomings..." As soon as he spoke, Miao Dong came with a formal tone.

"Fine." Mo Shangjun interrupted him with a headache, "You go in."

"Yes!"

Miao Dong was immediately delighted.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the two of them, then carried three mobile phones and left.

Feng Jinglan's words may not be false, but Miao Dong's words... then it is pure nonsense.

During training, his eyes were like Xu Qin's body. Now Xu Qin entered the Tiger Camp, and he could understand when he came.

Since they want to enter, then enter.

One or two more, she doesn't care, anyway, how many are the same.

"Yo, Vice President Mo, where did you get so many phones?"

Mo Shangyun hit Xiang Yongming, a hippie with a smiling face, before he went far.

Seeing him, the ink squint squinted slightly.

"come."

Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow at him.

"Good." Xiang Yongming immediately ran over dog-legged.

"Ask you something."

"You say."

Xiang Yongming is respectful.

Mo Shangyun raised his hand, put it on his shoulder, and smiled, "This joint application--"

With a chuckle in Xiang Yongming's heart, the subconscious wanted to run, but Mo Shangjun's force on his shoulders was tight, so that he didn't dare to run half a step.

Helpless, Xiang Yongming had to turn around and looked at Mo Shangyun with a grin, "Mo Fulian, this matter really has nothing to do with me! I swear!"

"Oh?" Mo Shangyun looked at him with a smile.

"Yes..." Xiang Yongming glanced left and right, and finally lowered his voice, sneaking, "It was Mr. Lang who proposed it!"

"Commander Long?"

"Yes, yes, that's why Company Chief Lang hasn't been in contact with you for less than a year, how could it be so insidious! It's so unkind! When we go back to you, we will help you despite the calculations."

Speaking of which, Xiang Yongming also patted his chest with special righteousness to emphasize his sincerity.

Mo Shangyun slapped him in the back of the head.

Xiang Yongming looked at her with tears in her face, "Mo Fulian, you don't believe in people anymore, what I say is true, really true, if I tell a lie..."

With confidence, Xiang Yongming closed his mouth in a playful manner under the cold and stern eyes of Mo Shang.

Well, he has always been a very interesting person...not saying it!

"Your company, Long, has a long life, and is busy dealing with the group of young recruits. How can you give an idea to the military training of the military academy?" Mo Shangyun said slowly, his finger joints clicked and rattled, scaring Xiang Yongming's chicken skin. Pimples came out.

"Alas," Xiang Yongming sighed pretendingly, "This is not, I don't know which one has a lot of mouths, and told Commander Lang that you are under the cold.... Mo Fulian, the world wind is under the sun, the world wind is under the sun, You talk about how can there be so many people with mouths?"

"I said Xiaoxiang..."

His eyebrows faded, and Mo Shangyun suddenly put on an approachable tone.

Of course, this "Xiao Xiang" almost didn't scare Xiang Yongming on the spot.

"Mo Fulian, you don't say that, what you said... blame me, blame, really! You want to do this again, I will be a nightmare at night!" Xiang Yongming covered his face, his expression was exaggerated, and he was almost not on the spot. Cry out.

"No matter how poor?" Mo Shangyun swept his murderous look.

"..."

Immediately put down his hand and closed his mouth to Yongming.

"Who is this talkative bastard? We all know." Mo Shangyun said slowly, "However, a large number of people like me..."

"..."

Hearing the sound, Xiang Yongming's mouth was closed even tighter, and he endured the power of the flood that was about to erupt-without her.

"This matter will not be investigated." Mo Shangyun continued, "However, I have something here..."

"You said, you said!" Xiang Yongming nodded busy.

Mo Shangyun looked at him with a smile, "I remember your platoon, the best performer in your camp?"

"That is it!"

Xiang Yongming responded immediately, and that expression, don't be too proud.

"Then I will let our tigers keep up with you for now."

"..."

There was a stiff smile on Xiang Yongming's face.

Raising his right hand, pointing at him with the three mobile phones in his hand, Mo Shangyun urged: "Cooperate well."

"……Yes."

To Yongming grievances echoed.

Mo Shangyun left with satisfaction.

After Mo Shangyun walked away, Xiang Yongming burst into tears in his heart.

It was miserable.

Being spotted by Vice President Mo, they ranked...no, it was him! Can he still have a good life?

*

Mo Shangyun, regardless of Xiang Yongming's mood, carrying three mobile phones he had just handed in, went directly to Lin Mao.

I didn’t say who the owner of the mobile phone was, but Mo Shangjun talked to Lin Mao about the number of mobile phones in the current batch of students. It’s estimated that the number of mobile phones hidden in these students is very large. , Said that the leaders of various departments will cooperate to work, and strive to confiscate the students' private mobile phones within three days.

Mo Shangyun walked away with confidence, and she put the three mobile phones in the electronic department box where she placed the student mobile phones.

In the afternoon, 2:10.

Mo Shangyun came to the training ground wandering around.

Generally speaking, the instructors are all present a few minutes in advance, not to mention the students who come ten minutes in advance, so when Mo Shangyun arrived, all the platoons on the training ground were sorted out. Commanded to stand in a military posture.

Of course, there are exceptions-

For example, the Tiger Company brought by Mo Shangyun.

Except for a few standing in designated places, others are sitting lazily on the ground, and many even lie down on the ground with no bones, with a training cap on their face to block the sun, Sleep lazily with eyes closed.

It's really upsetting.

"Instructor Mo."

Chu Feiyin, who was formally serving as the company's three companies and three rows, looked at Mo Shangyun passing by and said hello.

——Coincidentally, 78 of the Tigers... No, to be precise, 81 heroes, they were arranged next to Chu Feiyin's three consecutive rows.

Excluding those slags, the three rows and three rows now are also pretty different and can be seen.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun gave her a slanted look and nodded slightly.

Chu Feiyin pursed her lips and wanted to say something to Mo Shangyun, but after thinking about it, she refrained. She looked back and looked at the group of students who were standing in a military posture in three rows and three rows.

Mo Shangyun walked past her and came to the area where the Tigers were.

However, after the tiger saw the group of people sitting or lying on the ground, after seeing Mo Shangyun, most people were ready to stand up.

"Don't get up." Mo Shangyun immediately made a noise when he saw the screaming action, and then put on a laughing expression, very friendly toward them, "Sit all, what do you get up?"

Upon hearing the sound, a group of people were stunned.

Everyone who knows her is stunned-is this going to take the people-friendly route?

Those who don't know are also dumbfounded-I heard that this instructor is fierce, how is it different from the rumor?

At the same time, everyone who has a little brain has another idea in his mind-this one is not digging?

Therefore, a group of people is not standing, nor sitting.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the students who were standing in two rows of men and women, and they succumbed to nine, including Feng Jinglan, Yan Jiale and Li Xuan, and others were from other rows.

9.

Not even double digits.

Mo Shangyun sneered in his heart, then raised his eyelids and swept to the group of students who either stood up, squatted on the ground, or were still lying down.

By the way, in such a group of garbage, there are still people shouting very uninterestingly——

"Instructor, you are late!"

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