Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangyun had a deep communication with the captain of the first-year division of the electronics department.

Because of the same military rank, the captain of the regional team was unable to make any imperative move to Mo Shangyun, and finally after half an hour of communication, almost asked her to leave.

When Mo Shangyun was leaving, he drank a cup of tea and said that the taste was not very good.

The captain of the division watched her leave with a smile.

However, as soon as Mo Shangjun walked, the grade instructor came in.

"Team Liu, what did she come to see you for?"

The instructor stood at the door, looking at Mo Shangyun's back, suddenly suddenly sympathizing with the captain of the district team.

The encounter in the morning was enough to make him feel the same.

Liu team waved at him, then poured himself a large glass of water, and finally finished drinking the water in the glass like a cow.

Putting the cup heavily on the table, Liu team pointed to the instructor, and then pointed to the direction where Mo Shangyun left, gritted his teeth and said: "I am special, really, for the first time, seeing such a talkable person people!"

Team Liu exhaled a sigh of relief and spit out all the suffocation.

Madam, he has been doing guidance work for students for several years. He thinks he can also say that general problems can't fail him, but he was just speechless by Mo Shangyun.

If she had just promised Mo Shangyun to wipe out the rule in time, Mo Shangyun had to face her, and with her irrefutable reason, all his desks and bookcases should be completely clean.

Tong Chan Lianhua didn't say it, he was full of courage, dare to say and dare to do--

He was really convinced!

"What's the matter?" The instructor entered the door suspiciously.

"For this rule, chant."

Liu team knocked on a provision in the house code, and said a bit irritably.

The instructor stepped closer and nodded. "I also looked at this one, which is a bit unruly."

"How did other people's schools perform?!" Liu team didn't have a good air.

"There are no such military training instructors in other people's schools."

"You said that a military training instructor will come in three months...No, it is said that she can't stay for three months. What do you do with so much business?" Liu team said more and more angry.

If everything on the table was valuable or useful, he had to smash a few things to vent his anger.

The instructor glanced around and determined that no one was in the office, outside the window, or in the hallway. His eyes turned and he lowered his head. He whispered in the ear of Liu Team, explaining the situation of Mo Shangjun and Wu Jiu in the morning.

"Really?" Liu's face changed.

"Well, I met in my office," the instructor said, and then added, "It was also at the time."

"I'm grumpy," Liu team patted the table and stood up. "It's just a military training. How come you have such a small ancestor?"

"She doesn't have to make trouble."

After two hours of psychological torture, the instructor completely looked away.

"It's not that she was in the morning--" Liu team pointed in the direction of the training ground and raised his voice. When he saw the trainer outside, he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice. "Isn't she saying that she left the job in the morning? The platoon stood in a military posture for one morning, and the training did not keep up!"

"Let's look at this situation later."

The instructor hesitated and didn't say anything about'Special Force Instructor'.

Even if she can be a trainer in the Special Forces, even if she has a great background, she has to rely on her strength to support it, otherwise she won't get there.

"What about this matter?" Liu team took another piece of paper.

"You promised her?" the instructor asked.

"accepted."

Team Liu exclaimed angrily.

Mo Shangjun destroyed the posture of his office at any time, could he not agree?

Hidden knife in a smile, both hard and soft, all sides pressure you... Damn, this kind of person is too popular!

"Now that you agree, then do what she said."

The instructor gave him the best suggestion.

Team Liu waved his hands.

It can only be this way.

Otherwise, Mo Shangyun came to the door to threaten him several times, and he had to be mad by the demon.

*

2:10.

Mo Shangyun arrived at the training ground.

The first ten minutes were the instructor's speech, summarizing the morning training. This task Chu Feiyin had already completed for Mo Shangjun.

When Mo Shangyun arrived, Chu Feiyin had finished speaking, and he was worried about what to do next-according to the training plan, after the speech, he had to review the content taught in the morning, but the problem was that Mo Shangyun The only thing taught in the morning is to pull the military posture.

When Chu Feiyin was depressed whether they should let them stand in a military posture, she glanced at Mo Shangyun's figure. She was immediately overjoyed, and then she was relieved obviously.

There was a whistle in his mouth, and Mo Shangyun blew a blow, drawing the attention of three rows and three rows.

"stand at attention!"

Raising his hand to remove the whistle, Mo Shangjun simply issued the password.

Everyone stood upright obediently.

Of course, after they didn't hear the "slight breath" password, they all had an ominous hunch.

"I didn't teach anything in the morning, so I will review the military posture." Mo Shangjun took out the wicker in his right hand and slowly straightened the wicker in a circle.

"report!"

Wu Guangcheng in the third row shouted.

"Say." Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids.

"You are late, may I ask if you should be punished?" Wu Guangcheng asked in disapproval.

"OK, I will stand with you." Mo Shangyun shook the wicker and threw it to Chu Feiyin. "Correct their posture at any time, 40 minutes."

"Yes!"

Chu Feiyin responded.

"turn back!"

Put the whistle into his pocket, and Mo Shangjun issued the password.

Thirty people, thirty different voices, turned around very rhythmically.

Facing the sun.

In the scorching sun, the sun was just above their heads, and there was only a shadow of black on their feet. They stood for ten minutes, and their bodies were hot and hot, and their skin touched the clothes outside. It was almost a burn.

Right now facing the sun, they almost beeped the dog in their hearts.

——Ah, a woman instructor who looks so good-looking, why is it so cruel?

——White is blind, so a celebrity face with good reputation!

A moment later, Mo Shangyun walked in front of them, not facing them directly, but facing the hot sun in the same direction as them.

In the sun, they can only see the back of Mo Shangjun-for many boys, the back of Mo Shangyun can be regarded as slim, the skeleton is small, the shoulders are flush, and the shoulders are not wide. Can't afford it, but she stood more stable than any of them with the most standard military posture.

The anxiety and annoyance in their hearts gradually subsided as they looked at the back that was still in the sun.

Although they didn’t want to admit it, Ke Shangjun’s military posture was too standard. Like a living textbook, they used 30 pairs of eyes to examine Mo Shangjun according to the standards that Mo Shangjun said in the morning. One can detect the slightest mistake.

Yan Jiale stood in the slightly middle position, with the figure of Mo Shangyun directly in front of him. There was sweat falling from his forehead, from eyebrows to eyelashes, and finally dripped into his eyes.

Even sweat is hot.

Yan Jiale stared closely at Mo Shangyun, as if looking at a flag in front of her. This was the first flag she saw after she came to the military academy. It was full of mysterious colors, and it looked so different among many people. People involuntarily want to approach, understand, and then strive to become someone like her.

Xu is under Yan Tianxing's ears, Yan Jiale always felt that soldiers should be like Yan Tianxing, not everything is rigid, they are restricted by rules and obey orders, but they do not live step by step, they have their own Unique ideas, under the uniform of uniforms of various colors, some colorful souls.

She saw Mo Shangyun, a very prominent one of these souls.

She likes people who have rules, but not limited to rules.

*

Chu Feiyin uses a timer.

When she called to stop, she pressed the timer in her hand.

Milliseconds are not bad.

Forty minutes.

As soon as her voice fell, Mo Shangyun turned back in a very standard posture, facing 30 military trainees.

Everyone was sweating and sweating, and the sweat was falling like rain, as if it could not be dropped. The hair exposed under the training cap of the girl was soaked with sweat, and obvious sweat marks could be seen on the neck.

Compared with them, Mo Shangyun's sweat is very little.

Scanning carefully, no one of them had obvious problems. Mo Shangyun frowned slightly and said, "Take a rest."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and immediately rested.

"Take a rest for ten minutes in place." Mo Shangyun said.

As soon as the voice fell, several girls fell straight down, sitting on the hot ground, and didn't even want to get up.

Mo Shangyun gave a special glance, but the three girls in the 304 dormitory did not sit down and flew themselves down like this, Feng Jinglan bent down to hang his calf, Xu Qin squatted on the ground, Yan Jiale stood relaxed, raised his hand Touching his own sweat.

As for the boys,

There are all kinds.

Mo Shangyun glanced at his eyes, not too concerned.

"Instructor Mo."

Chu Feiyin ran over, showed Mo Shangjun the timer, and returned the wicker of Mo Shangyun to her.

"How are they doing?" Mo Shangjun took the wicker and asked lightly.

"Very good!" Chu Feiyin nodded diligently, quite surprised. "The more they stand, the better. I didn't pick out a few mistakes at all. I thought they couldn't hold on, I didn't expect it!"

Chu Feiyin is the truth.

In the morning's military posture, these students are getting worse and worse as they stand, and the more problems they get from the back, this time Chu Feiyin is also mentally prepared, but she did not expect that with Mo Shangyun taking the lead, they were even one He didn't give up, but stood stronger and stronger, wondering if he was competing with Mo Shangyun or did not want to be underestimated by Mo Shangyun.

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded faintly, but did not respond much.

It's been a long time since I stood in a military posture, and Mo Shangyun raised his arm and moved a little.

"Instructor Mo, are you okay?" Chu Feiyin asked quickly.

She squinted at her, and Mo Shangyun asked, "Do I look like something?"

Chu Fei Yinzi looked at her carefully for a while, and finally shook her head for sure, "Not like it."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Asking casually, she didn't think she was serious.

"Oh, Instructor Mo," Chu Feiyin clapped, saying, "Just a campus reporter came to take a picture of your back, saying that your military posture was too standard, and he took the picture without control. No If something goes wrong, it should be published in the campus newspaper. Only the back. Of course, if you don’t like it, I just left his contact information, you can tell him."

"It's okay."

Mo Shangyun said carelessly.

It's just a back view, no big deal.

What's more, she's not deaf. What happened later, she heard clearly. If it wasn't the default, no one would film her.

"That's good." Chu Feiyin nodded and looked at Mo Shangyun with a smile. "And, Instructor Mo, how did you do it motionless? I have been practicing for a year, and I can't do it. You are like this."

Hearing Chu Feiyin's inquiry, some people in the three-row team asked questions one after another—

"Instructor Mo, how long have you practiced your military posture?"

"Yeah, how do you get to be like you?"

"Do you have any knack for standing in a military position, can you teach us?"

...

Mo Shangyun glanced at Chu Feiyin, then turned his head downward, glanced at the group of freshmen sitting or squatting or standing, just wanting to speak, but a figure appeared in his vision.

After a slight pause, he lifted his eyelids to look at the person, and suddenly saw the other person waving at him.

An army uniform, neat and meticulous, carrying several bags in one hand.

This time the class teacher of instrument science and technology specialty, Shi Xiang.

The name is easy to remember, and there should be a lot of opportunities to meet later, so Mo Shangjun took the name down by the way.

When everyone looked at Mo Shangjun, when they saw Mo Shangjun looking at other places, the freshmen looked in the direction she looked at, and a burst of surprise broke out in the crowd.