Xiang Yongming felt aggrieved by Mo Shangyun's partiality.

I felt dissatisfied, but when I saw Mo Shangjun's unquestioning expression, I didn't dare to argue. After struggling for a while, I honestly went to stand.

Mo Shangyun stared at him twice, making sure that he was standing upright and standard, and then lazily looked away.

"you."

When he raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Gujiang.

"yes!"

As soon as he was caught by Mo Shangjun's eyes, Gu Jiang felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy and stood at attention as if by reflex.

a little nervous.

"Go to my dormitory and bring the bucket." Mo Shangjun ordered calmly.

"Ah?" Gujiang was stunned for a moment.

"Didn't you hear that clearly?"

Gujiang straightened his back and said, "I heard the report clearly!"

Raising his eyebrows irritably, Mo Shangyun urged: "Hurry up."

"yes!"

Furukawa responded immediately.

After giving Mo Shangyun a hesitant look, he immediately turned around and trotted to the stairs.

Mo Shangjun stared at him until he disappeared at the top of the stairs, and then slowly looked away.

"Deputy Company Mo."

Xiang Yongming stretched his neck and shouted to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun looked at him warningly.

Xiang Yongming immediately pulled back his neck and stood up honestly, but his mouth was not idle and his eyes were rolling, "Deputy Company Mo, as the deputy company commander, you should treat the soldiers of the second company equally, don't you think?

Is it too biased?"

"What kind of partiality?"

Mo Shangjun leaned against the door and asked with interest.

"If you don't want to talk about anything else, just say that you bought books for me and Gu Jiang, right? But you see, I usually have to be punished by you if I say more than one word," Xiang Yongming appropriately showed some dissatisfaction, "

Just this time, we were both caught by you together, and you treated us differently..."

"What?" Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xiang Yongming felt a chill, and was filled with complaints in his throat, but he was suppressed by her look.

After a moment, Xiang Yongming looked more serious and said, "Deputy Company Mo, let me tell you, your partiality can easily lead to unrealistic fantasies."

"so?"

Xiang Yongming said with a thick skin, "I suggest you be nicer to me!"

Mo Shangyun hesitated for a moment, assessing the distance between the two.

Two meters.

If he were any closer, he would have to give him a kick.

"What's going on with this cigarette?"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Mo Shangyun asked slowly, playing with the cigarette and lighter in his hand.

"Truth?" Xiang Yongming leaned forward slightly and looked at Mo Shangyun's expression.

"You try lying?"

Mo Shangjun gave him a cold look.

"Ahem, okay," Xiang Yongming shrank his neck and told the truth, "Recently, I found that he was a little anxious. He wanted to stuff all those books into his head every day. When he was not training, he kept holding the books in his arms.

In the dormitory, especially today, he has been absent-minded. I don’t care about my comrades, so I pulled him out... to learn how to smoke and relax."

Unexpectedly, despite all the good plans, he met Mo Shangjun.

The plan fell through.

"Anxiety?" Mo Shangyun asked casually.

"I didn't pass the exam." Xiang Yongming took the words, clicked his tongue, and couldn't help but said, "I think it has something to do with the book you gave him. I'm afraid that he won't pass the exam. I'm sorry and let you down."

.”

Mo Shangjun paused slightly.

At this time, there were rapid footsteps on the stairs not far away. When he realized who it was, Mo Shangyun stopped talking.

Soon, Gu Jiang appeared at the stairs with a bucket, paused, glanced this way, and ran over again.

"Deputy Company Mo, your bucket."

Gu Jiang ran to Mo Shangyun, panting slightly.

"Put it inside." Mo Shangyun pointed in the direction of the washing machine.

"okay."

Furukawa nodded.

Then he walked around Mo Shangjun, carried the bucket through the door, carefully placed it next to the washing machine, and then walked back.

He stood on Mo Shangyun's side, waiting for Mo Shangyun's next instruction.

Tilting his head slightly, Mo Shangjun looked at him and wrote lightly: "Playground, five laps."

For a moment, Gujiang was not surprised and immediately responded, "Yes!"

After saying that, he ran away.

As soon as he left, Mo Shangjun opened his eyelids and suddenly found that Xiang Yongming was enjoying himself.

Catching her gaze, Xiang Yongming hurriedly put away his smile and said sincerely: "Deputy Company Mo, I found that you really treat everyone equally."

At the end, he emphasized, "Really."

Mo Shangjun said calmly: "Stand for half an hour on the playground, ten laps."

"Ah?" Xiang Yongming suddenly looked sad.

"Comrade Xiang Yongming," Mo Shangjun looked at him and said slowly, "I have never tolerated people who are rude."

"..."

Xiang Yongming fell silent for a moment.

…

Mo Shangjun had nothing to do and kept looking at Xiang Yongming "standing in a military posture".

Xiang Yongming, who was always used to being "lazy", thought she would just stay for a while, but he didn't expect that she would have to wait until the clothes were washed. He was immediately miserable. Standing in this standard military posture made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, Mo Shangjun was afraid of wasting time, so he didn't take long to choose the washing machine before, and it took only twenty minutes.

As soon as the washing machine stopped, Mo Shangjun went to pick up the clothes.

After a while, he came out with a bucket.

"Ten minutes left."

When Mo Shangjun passed by him, he gave a special warning.

Xiang Yongming, who was in a happy mood, gave up his lazy plan with her words.

but--

He glanced at Mo Shangyun's right hand holding the bucket.

"Deputy Company Mo, I see you rarely use your left hand." Xiang Yongming smiled playfully and couldn't help but guess, "It can't be, is it injured?"

Mo Shangjun gave him a cold look.

However, he didn’t say much.

Carrying the bucket towards the stairs.

The look just now was a bit strange. Xiang Yongming watched her leave blankly, but he couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

It was just a casual joke, but... it couldn't be that it was really hurt, right?

*

The next day.

Mo Shangjun, who canceled his morning exercise, woke up a little late.

I waited until six o'clock before I woke up and opened my eyes. I lifted the quilt, put on my clothes, shoes and socks, and went to wash up.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a cautious knock on the door.
To be continued...