"Mo Mo, just baked, you taste it."

Yan Gui handed Mo Shangyun the freshly grilled beef skewers very diligently.

Du Wuwei, responsible for the barbecue: "..."

"Instructor Mo."

"Instructor Mo."

One after another someone greeted Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun nodded at random, and no longer corrected their title.

Seeing a circle around Mo Shangyun, Yan Gui asked with regret: "What about Buddha?"

"It should be with Ruan Yan." Mo Shangyun bit the skewer of beef, and then said to Du Wuwei, "Add more pepper."

Du Wuwei: "..." Do you do anything besides eating?

Without a word he poured the kebabs full of peppers.

"More, do you shake your hand?" Ding Jing frowned in disgust.

Du Wuwei: "..." he's grumpy!

Finally, someone could not bear to complain to Mo Jun, "Instructor Mo, your team has been commanding here for a long time, do nothing, can you control them?"

"Speak reasoning," Mo Shangyun bite the skewers again, and slowly said, "For the sake of their sympathy for your men, you should be patient with them now."

"Does this call for mercy?"

"Instructor Mo, fortunately, we have also had the friendship of instructor students... Our heart can't be biased like this any more."

"Speaking of conscience, do you have any misunderstandings about the words "sentiment under your hand"?"

...

"Don't you give the little fairy and the instructor Lin Mao a living mouth?" Mo Shangyun smiled, raising his eyebrows toward Yangui and others, "Is it?"

"Yes, Momo is right in our house!" Yan Gui nodded in a hurry, like a dogleg.

Ding Jing, who came over next door to join in the excitement, was amused by Mo Shangyun's theory. "Not to mention, this is really the reason."

The only Tang poetry who helped in the barbecue process also echoed: "If Teacher Mo has no mercy, you will indeed lose even worse."

From the perspective of Tang poetry, this is true.

Mo Shangyun put Chen Yu on his horse and did not kill him in action. Although he looked too much, he actually had room for many things.

But at this point, not to mention the 907 students, many gS9 students did not see it.

As soon as the three agreed, Ji Shen was a little bit irritable on their side, and they weren't happy at all. They were still said to be in a very uncomfortable mood.

However, before they had an attack, there was a loud noise next door, followed by a fight between the two, but someone fell to the ground in a few rounds.

Looking closely, it is Yan Jinzhao and persuasion that fight, but Yan Jinzhao is standing, and persuasion is the one falling down.

"Did you see it?" Ding Jing put his elbows on Mo Shangjun's shoulders, and raised eyebrows with Ji Shen and Du Wuwei, pointing at Yan Jindao, "That buddy, in our place, can't be ranked the first."

Ji Shen, Du Wuwei and others: "..."

Sorry, fighting in their team, fighting first.

This face is really out of place.

What's even more shameless is that their "can't be ranked first" statement is now also their 907.

This mood... is tangled and awful.

*

With the trouble in the next room, soon an instructor ran out to reprimand them.

From the "rebuke" aspect, we can see the gap between the instructors on both sides.

Yi An's reprimand is severe, Ji Zhou's reprimand is cope with.

The former reprimanded for five minutes, the latter said five sentences.

sharp contrast.

"Hahaha."

Ding Jing laughed happily.

However, when Ji Zhou glanced over there, Ding Jing unconsciously gave a smile.

Soon, Ding Jing found that Ji Zhou had stayed here for a few seconds after warning her-hey, Tang poetry.

"What do you think?" Ding Jing patted Mo Shangjun's shoulder.

"You are fat?"

Mo Shangyun moved her shoulder and flung her away.

"……roll."

Ding Jing shook her eyes.

Mo Shangyun gave a chuckle, and handed the cold skewers to his mouth to eat.

It didn’t take long for Ding Jing to come up again and look at Tang Poetry, who was beginning to work hard. “Don’t say it, look carefully. This girl is pretty good, she has a good spirit, good temper, outstanding professionalism, and even leads the battle. No counsel. Ho, this is also a treasure!"

Ding Jing expressed hindsight.

"Want to marry?"

Touching his chin, Ding Jing thought about it carefully and said, "If I were a man, I would choose between you and her, and I would really choose her."

Mo Shangyun shrugged, "I also chose her."

"Cut," Ding Jing scorned, "Can't I?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun glanced at her, completely nowhere to vomit.

She did not choose Ding Jing for the same reason as Ding Jing did not choose her.

They are suitable to lead soldiers to fight wars and live a stimulating and difficult life, but they are not suitable to be good wives and mothers.

When not coming "normal person".

In terms of personality, they are always uneasy. They always have eager factors in their bodies, and they want to be free from worries, so they can do everything they want with impunity.

However, Tang Shi, Liang Zhiqiong, and even Bai Lizhao are normal people, but they are the best in "normal people".

How good are they.

They will one day leave the army, and in this society, it is always right to settle down.

The two gave each other a knowing look, and then broke up.

Mo Shangjun rubbed and slurped in her class, and Yangui would take the lead to leave a copy for her, so she didn’t need to do anything, just eating was enough for her work.

She ate for half an hour in a row.

Then, after seeing a lot of beer being moved out, a box of boxes gave them fun. Well, this person, after drinking a little wine and then nodding, the reason can easily be suppressed.

Unconsciously, after drinking and chatting together, the atmosphere of 907 and gS9 seems to have improved. Although both are on the bar, there is also the meaning of communication.

Mo Shangjun drank half a bottle of beer and felt almost full. It happened that Ding Jing moved two stools. The two sat back to back, watching the play while chatting.

If you have good marksmanship, you want to show your hand, so you throw the empty beer bottle and hit it with an empty shell. In the gS9, even the sniper does not take the shot. Just pick out two people, and one person can kill 907. Students.

It’s not really far more than 907, but gS9 students love to have fun when they have nothing to do. This kind of time-passing game is also usually played, and the instructors will not follow the usual routines on the training ground, always playing some novelties. Interesting tricks, they are very adaptable to this state and play very well. In contrast, 907 students want to show their skills, but they usually have no experience in this area. When they are nervous, they can play below the standard. It is a matter of course to be killed by gS9.

"Mo Shangyun."

Ji Ruonan came out of nowhere and walked all the way to Mo Shangyun.

"Who?"

Leaning on Moshangjun’s back, Ding Jing with Erlang’s legs, his head collided with Moshangyun.

"You are Ding Jing," Ji Ruonan held out his hand towards Ding Jing, "thank you."

Ding Jing raised his eyelids, glanced at Ji Ruonan, then smiled, and did not stretch out his hand coldly.

After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that she did not respond, Ji Ruonan withdrew his hand, did not care about her, and was not even angry.

——Mo Shangjun is often like this, and the people around Mo Shangjun are not so strange. Ji Ruonan said he is accustomed to it.

"Chen Yu might come to you later, do you mind if I tell you?"

Mo Shangyun turned his head a bit and gave Ding Jing a wink.

Ding Jing raised his eyebrows, then stood on his knees, clapped his hands, and walked to his class.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the stool behind him.

Going over, Ji Ruonan picked up the stool and placed it in front of Mo Shangjun, and sat down face-to-face with Mo Shangyun.

"We started the meeting in the afternoon, and it didn't end until dark." Ji Ruonan said, "Do you want to hear it?"

Shaking the half-bottle of beer in his hand, Mo Yun raised his eyebrows, "Pick the point."

Although she is free, she is not so free.

"The focus is on'communication', the summary of the exercise is on the one hand, and on the other hand is the training of the students." Ji Ruonan said, "Chen Yu took a lesson and it was a ruthless one, so he was very attentive to this exchange , There is a meaning of asking for advice."

"Oh?"

Mo Shangyun smiled lightly, but he was a bit interested.

Ji Ruonan said: "However, your instructor did not discuss the meaning of training with him. I can see that I don't really want to take care of him."

Speaking of which, Ji Ruonan didn't take a deep look at Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun said frankly: "Our instructors are short-sighted."

"It can be seen." Ji Ruonan nodded with a smile, "So, just now, Chen Yu decided to go to Yan Team, intending to come up with some humility, and eventually Yan Team asked him to come to you."