"You'd better give me a suitable reason, otherwise I can run to the hospital now and break your leg."

"..." After a slight pause, Yan Tian Xing smiled, "Then I may not want to give you a reason."

Mo Shangyun laughed and scolded, "I owe it."

The mania in my heart was instantly suppressed a lot.

After all, think carefully, even if Shang Ru has this courage, Yan Tianxing can not give her this opportunity.

"Duan Zimu said, as if invited by Ji Zhou." Yan Tianxing said lazily.

He didn't ask about the specific reasons, but he can guess a seven or eight points.

It's just that they colluded and got a little crooked.

"Mr. Ji?" Mo Shangyun couldn't help but startled.

This relationship can be really complicated.

Well, Yan Tianxing didn't say much, but said: "Also, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, both teams will dress casually, without uniforms or titles."

Mo Shangyun asked, "Is this your idea or Duan Zimu's idea?"

"Duan Zimu."

"You agree?"

"Ok."

"Just let me know?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun thought that something was amiss. He fell on his chair and turned around. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "I don't have the right to speak with my team leader?"

"..." Yan Tianxing was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Do you have any opinions?"

"That's not there." Mo Shangyun quickly commented.

Yan Tianxing paused for a moment, not knowing what Mo Shangyun was thinking about, but he still said very eloquently: "Heart is spirited."

Mo Shangyun gave a squeak, the slick tone of the tongue, like her usual sophistry...

Those close to Mexico are black.

Mo Shangyun didn't care about him this time for "making decisions".

"Come tomorrow?"

"When will you be discharged?"

After a slight pause, Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangyun spoke at the same time.

The two couldn't help but stunned, and they all laughed.

Yan Tianxing said: "The day of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Mo Shangyun said: "It's a little thing, you need the Jiang team..."

"I will tell you."

"Well, I'm coming."

Ink on the ink narrowed his eyes and responded happily.

I used to think that it was not necessary to borrow Yan Tianxing to do things. She could handle the matter by herself, but now she feels that for trivial matters, Yan Tianxing helps take a shortcut.

There is no need to rigidly follow the principles.

The two chatted for a while and ended the call.

Tonight Mo Shangyun did not work overtime in the office, but went to the training ground to exercise, and incidentally with the women's second team said "casual wear to participate in the Mid-Autumn Party".

I thought it was a small move, no big deal, but as soon as the news came out, Mo Shangyun found out unexpectedly that most people were pleasantly surprised, and even began to study the outfit during the break time.

Especially Liang Zhiqiong, who jumped three feet high, did not know that Peng Yuqiu proposed to her on the spot.

Mo Shangyun, who has always loved military uniforms: "..."

Mo Shangyun sincerely felt that she would look better than wearing military uniforms.

When we were tired and sloppy, as long as we were wearing military uniforms, our spirits came out.

This is an effect far from being achieved by casual wear.

I don't know what this figure of Duan Zimu who is paying attention to...

"A process, will you come?"

Ding Jing jumped off the horizontal bar and provoked the underground war post toward Mo Shangyun.

Put one hand in the trouser pocket, Mo Shangyun glanced at her obliquely, "Win you without blinking."

"Fuck."

Ding Jing scolded and raised his hand to the way up the mountain.

let's go!

Mo Shangyun chuckled disdainfully and soon ran up the mountain with Ding Jing.

The evening breeze is cool, blowing on the face, wrapped in a silky coolness, comfortable and cozy. The noisy sound on the training ground went away a little bit.

"One process" refers to a package training.

What Mo Shangjun researched is usually a warm-up training, and strives for all abilities to be in place. Because Ding Jing is not far from her ability in all aspects, so the lazy person Ding Jing borrowed directly. Recently, Mo Shangyun practiced less, but Ding Jing ran from time to time to pass the time.

The entire package training, they will not take more than two hours.

So, it starts at half past seven and ends at half past nine.

Mo Shangyun had the leeway, still exceeding Ding Jing by five minutes, and returned to the training ground early.

The two were sweating, a set of training uniforms, soaked in sweat, they looked like they were salvaged from the river.

When Ding Jing reached the end, she saw Mo Shangyun lying down on the ground. She leaned over and fell to the ground, facing upward.

As a result, as soon as I lay down on the ground, I heard Mo Shangyun's disgust and said, "Come back, your heat is hot to me."

"Hypocritical!"

Ding Jing's eyes widened, and he rolled his eyes towards the ink, his mouth was full of speechlessness.

However, having said that, Ding Jing moved away.

When this level of training stopped, the whole person was getting hot.

"People are not hypocritical."

With his arm resting behind his head, Mo Shangyun looked up at the bright starry sky and accepted Ding Jing's words.

"..."

As soon as Ding Jing got angry, he grabbed a handful of grass and threw it at Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun's eyes swiftly, he stretched out his arm a block, and blocked all those who lost his face.

Mo Shangyun said: "The gentleman does not speak."

"You fucking-wait for me to recover!" Ding Jing gasped.

Even with a little physical strength, she can rush to work with Mo Shangjun.

The night was getting dark and Wan Lai was quiet. At this point, no other figure could be seen on the training ground, leaving them lying on the grass. The world is vast, the night sky is wide, and there is a breeze coming slowly, blowing the heat and sweat from the body. There is an unspeakable comfort in the tranquility.

Mo Shangjun has more contact with nature, and the memories from the earliest to the largest are all natural, and she rarely really feels the hustle and bustle of the city, so she is most familiar with this scene and atmosphere.

Then she thought that Ding Jing was probably the same.

"During the National Day, do you go shopping?" Mo Shangjun slightly turned his head and asked Ding Jing.

"Shopping?" Ding Jing looked at her. "Do you want to buy clothes?"

"Don't you buy it?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

"...If you invite me sincerely, I can barely think about it." Ding Jing said cheaply.

"..."

Mo Shangyun did not speak, but pulled and threw the grass towards Ding Jing.

Ding Jing was unprepared. She was splashed with weeds and dirt, and immediately got up and grabbed her face, yelling twice.

"Tell me, are you a ‘only allowed state officials to set fire, not allowed people to light up’?”

"Yo ho, cultural man."

Mo Shangjun sat up, his right leg flexed, and his elbows laid on his knees.

"Can't--" Just a second of pride, Ding Jing reacted, "Fuck, you change the subject again!"

After cursing a few words, Ding Jing's fingers had grabbed the weeds and was going to make an unexpected surprise towards Mo Shangjun. As a result, when he looked at it, he saw the sparkling smile in Mo Shangyun's eyes, as if he shattered the starlight , The stars are lit up bit by bit, still in the same posture as Dang Erlang, but at once, Ding Jing loses his temper.

The simple weeds hadn't risen up yet. Ding Jing thought it was not easy for them to grow, and slowly let go of his hands.

Forget it, just let her go.

Rubbing his nose, Ding Jing asked: "Can you get a fake for National Day?"

"Who am I?"

Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow, his expression was extremely arrogant.

"..." trying to beat her heart, just about to move.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun said with a smile: "Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, can you get a daytime holiday?"

The Mid-Autumn Festival is during the National Day holiday, and it avoids the beginning and end, just stepping in the middle.

The National Day holiday of the troops is not a holiday, but the training will not be too tight and relatively easy.

In the past few days, it is possible to take leave to go out in turns.

But they all gave them a ‘Mid-Autumn Party’, and Mo Shangyun didn’t want them to take advantage of it. They had to give her a good stay in the training ground, not too used to them.

Of course, the ability of Ding Jing... It doesn’t matter if you don’t train for a day or two, and the experience of this guy is really pitiful. It’s okay to pick her up and go shopping.

Ding Jing asked curiously: "How many?"

"How many?" Mo Shangyun glanced sideways. "Just one. If you don't go, I'll find someone else."

"..." Ding Jing pretended to think a bit, and then the thief said pretendingly, "I'll be wronged, I promise you."

Mo Shangyun couldn't help but rolled his eyes at her.

Ding Jing hummed.

If you want to give her special treatment, just say so. It takes so many corners?

Mo Shangjun picked up the training cap that was thrown on the ground, and then stood up, "If you don't go, you will turn off the light."

"Pull a hand."

Ding Jing reached out her hand.

Patted the weed debris on the clothes, Mo Shangyun glanced at her lightly, and looked at her bodyless and paralyzed appearance, reaching out to her.

As soon as Ding Jing grabbed her hand, she wanted to pull Mo Shangyun directly to the ground. As a result, Mo Shangyun was already prepared. She pulled suddenly, and Mo Shangyun still stood still.

Then she used force to pull Ding Jing up from the ground.

"It's so hard." Ding Jing said with a frown.

Let go of her hand, Mo Shangyun put on her training cap, and said lazily: "Find another pump, just lie here and feed the mosquitoes."

Ding Jing: "..."

As soon as Mo Shangyun walked, Ding Jingli kept up with Mo Shangyun.

After all, Mo Shangyun has always been the one who says "do it".

*

As soon as time passed, it was National Day.

Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng couldn't stand in the hospital anymore. They applied for early discharge. Finally, they were approved and returned to the base on National Day.

But it was not the warm welcome and applause from the teammates that greeted them, but the physical recovery training that Ji Zhou gave them.

Come back alive? Good thing.

However, recuperating wounds is recuperating, the physical fitness has fallen, and the meat has been raised.

A National Day training is properly arranged and put on the agenda very simply.

Liang Zhiqiong discovered inconceivably that when Peng Yuqiu was hospitalized, she rarely saw Peng Yuqiu; now when she comes back, the chance to meet is almost the same as before...

"Hey, it's really strenuous to have a relationship in the army." Liang Zhiqiong squatted in his chair. "It's only a ten-minute journey, it has to be the same as a distant relationship."

Mo Shangyun, who had hung his clothes, walked in from the balcony and gave her a light look.

Just wanting her not to die, Ding Jing pushed the door in. When she saw Liang Zhiqiong squatting on her chair, she immediately frowned, "Which chair do you step on?"

"your!"

Liang Zhiqiong raised his head, without admonishment, and followed Ding Jing directly.

"Yo, I'm so brave." Ding Jing's eyebrows moved and looked at Liang Zhiqiong up and down.

Liang Zhiqiong glared at her and protested: "To seduce the captain with a little beauty, it's not ashamed!"

"You get me down."

Ding Jing kicked the chair with one foot.

"I do not!"

Liang Zhiqiong clutched the back of the chair tightly, intending to coexist with Ding Jing's chair.

Ding Jing kicked his feet and found that Liang Zhiqiong was still stubbornly resisting the corner, and then looked at Mo Shangyun inconceivably. "Is she sick?"

"Well, smoked." Mo Shangjun answered casually.

"Mo Shangyun! Even if I don't care about you, you still say so to me?!" Liang Zhiqiong was almost angry, "You are talking about it, why do you take her out alone, we are not your little one Is it cute?"

Mo Shangyun pulled out his chair and said slowly: "You can beat her, I will kick her away immediately and take you one."

Liang Zhiqiong: "..." There was no confidence.

Ding Jing laughed dumbly.

After a while, Liang Zhiqiong converged a little, twisting his fingers to Mo Shangjun to discuss: "Can I find two helpers in the second team?"

Mo Shangyun gave her a slanted look.

"Come on!"

Ding Jing laughed directly.

"You take a shortcut to find a relationship, try again with a smile?!"

Liang Zhiqiong was anxious, and as soon as he stepped on the chair, he sprang up directly.

As a result, the speed of the channeling was too fast, and the center of gravity under the feet was unstable. The whole person even fell down directly with the chair. The Ding lens behind the chair stretched out his hand in pain, and Liang Zhiqiong fell to her arms directly.

The chair fell loudly, but Liang Zhiqiong hung all over Ding Jing. His hands clasped Ding Jing's shoulder tightly, and nothing happened.

A good show of "Heroes to save the beauty".

"What are you thinking of?" Ding Jing looked at her with a smile and raised her hand to touch Liang Zhiqiong's face.

"...Flirty! swings!"

Liang Zhiqiong quickly released her, and grunted angrily.

However, after such a toss, Qi Yan obviously converged a lot.

Liang Zhiqiong was not happy.

Although Mo Shangyun said, they can write a list of everything they want to bring, and buy everything they can buy. However, she was still unhappy—why did she take Ding Jing out?

She took a step forward and wanted to say a few words to Mo Shangyun, thinking that even if Mo Shangyun did not take her out, she had to let her vent.

However, the door was knocked before the words were spoken.

Ding Jing didn't close the door. The door was half open. The three of them looked at it and saw Jiang Qiong standing at the door.

After looking at the Ding Jing and Liang Zhiqiong next to each other, and the chair on the ground, Jiang Qiong was a little surprised, and then asked with a smile: "Why, still fighting in front of your captain?"

"Team Jiang." Ding Jing greeted her.

"Good team Jiang."

Liang Zhiqiong also greeted quickly and skillfully.

"Noisy." Mo Shangyun took the words leisurely, "Is something wrong?"

Jiang Qiongdao: "The selection area for new recruits is out, you are in charge of the Xilan Military Region."

Nodding, Mo Shangyun asked: "When does it start?"

"At the end of the month." Jiang Qiong said, "Two months, good recruits and seedlings should come out."

"Row."

This time, this month's itinerary is basically full.

After the National Day, you have to go to the armored reconnaissance battalion to go around. When you come back, it is a large exercise. Once the exercise is over, it is time to prepare for the selection of recruits.

Jiang Qiong left.

Liang Zhiqiong was curious, and his attention was distracted at once. "Mo Shangjun, will you pick someone to recruit?

"...Will."

Mo Shangyun nodded.

Liang Zhiqiong's eyes suddenly looked like they were shining, staring at Mo Shangyun impliedly, but he didn't point to himself and said, ``Take me! Take me! Hurry and say take me! 'It's up.

Shrugging, Mo Shangyun said very straightforwardly: "You can't."

"Why?" Liang Zhiqiong's eyes widened.

Mo Shangyun didn't have a mouth, but Ding Jing first lifted her up and bent over to lift the chair, Youzai said: "In this posture that you can fall on the chair, I want to talk to you Say'this is our team, don't come to us'?"

Liang Zhiqiong: "..."

Xilan Military Region!

She really wants to go back to the old army to show off? !

Seeing Liang Zhiqiong's thoughts, Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow and said, "There is still a chance in the future."

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong dragged his head, a little frustrated.

However, she didn’t have to follow, so within a few seconds, she began to cling to the ink, talking about how to praise her if she went to her old army...

Minutes come in spirit.

Ding Jing was dumbfounded and took his clothes to take a bath. When he came out, he found that Liang Zhiqiong was still pulling Mo Shangjun and said that Mo Shangjun was quite patient and did not push Liang Zhiqiong out of the door.

Mo Shangyun could bear it, but Ding Jing couldn't stand it at all. He took Liang Zhiqiong back and threw the dormitory next door directly.

"Strange, this is going to turn off the lights. Tang Shi has not returned yet." Ding Jing said a little strangely when he returned.

"She's asking Mr. Zhang how to make mooncakes." Mo Shangyun said slowly, "If nothing goes wrong, we can taste the first batch after turning off the lights."

Ding Jing: "..." Don't get bored in advance.