Mo Shangjun finished washing up slowly and then went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Lang Yan was seen standing outside, smiling and slightly flattering.

"Morning."

Lang Yan smiled and greeted her.

"Captain Lang." Mo Shangjun raised his hand, pressed the brim of his hat, and said with a faint smile on his brows, "Looking at your attitude, you have done something sorry for me, right?"

"..."

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The smile on Lang Yan's face immediately fell.

Mo Shangjun became more and more certain.

"Ahem," Lang Yan cleared his throat and said seriously, "Deputy Company Mo, when we talk, we have to be careful to avoid misunderstanding."

"so?"

Lang Yan said sincerely, "I'm sorry for you."

Mo Shangjun's eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't invite him in. He lazily said, "Why are you sorry?"

"Then what?" Lang Yan touched his nose, took a step back, kept a safe distance from Mo Shangyun, and then admitted his mistake very seriously, "Just half an hour ago, something serious happened.

related……"

Having said this, he glanced at Mo Shangyun's face.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Continue."

"I promise I didn't reveal the information, but they came to me one by one and asked if you had injured your left shoulder."

As Lang Yan spoke, his eyes paused on her left shoulder and did not continue.

The results speak for themselves.

He admitted it.

At first, he didn't know the specific extent of Mo Shangjun's injuries, but in the past few days, she had been running to the infirmary and needed help from the military doctor to change the dressing, so he went to the military doctor to ask a few questions and learn about the extent of Mo Shangjun's injuries.

I know roughly.

I wanted to make up my mind to help her hide it and let the Second Company train well, but I couldn't bear it. They took turns to knock on the door. They really didn't come up to ask all at once, but came to the door of his dormitory in groups and asked endless questions.

Gone.

From half past four until half past five.

Lang Yan was forced to admit it.

"Then?" Mo Shangjun remained calm, but in his mind he thought of Xiang Yongming's question last night.

"I came to let you know," Lang Yan sneered, "By the way, I'll help you sort out your housework."

Mo Shangjun said quietly: "Half a month."

"……OK."

Lang Yanpi responded with a smile.

Isn't it just half a month's housekeeping? Anyway, he feels guilty, but if this debt has not been repaid, he may be more worried.

After letting him enter the dormitory, Mo Shangyun went out and planned to go for a walk.

This walk lasted the whole morning, and we even had breakfast and lunch together.

When training started in the afternoon, Mo Shangyun went to the infirmary before returning to the second company.

However, her deliberate avoidance seemed to have no effect.

As soon as I entered the office, the free space was filled with fruits and snacks, and they were arranged neatly. They were placed separately and stacked up in a triangle, which looked like works of art.

There is a cushion on the office chair.

Next to the computer, there is a cup of tea.

After looking at it for a few times, Mo Shangyun was silent for a moment, then turned and returned to the dormitory.

I didn’t think about——

As soon as I entered the dormitory, the desk was full of snacks and fruits, just like the office.

Mo Shangjun was slightly embarrassed.

After walking around the dormitory, Mo Shangyun thought for a moment and went out again. He first went to the office on the second floor to get some training materials and a pen. Then he found a logistics soldier on the first floor and asked him to move a chair.

Arrive at the training ground.

The logistics soldier moved the chair over first.

Mo Shangjun waited for the sun to emerge from the clouds and mist, and then he put on his sunglasses and went to the training ground, intending to bask in the sun.

As soon as she appeared, she was greeted by countless gazes.

Although she is not considerate and considerate, it is quite strange for her to suddenly appear at the training ground.

Those eyes were basically filled with curiosity and doubt.

Mo Shangjun walked over slowly with training materials in his left hand and a pen in his pocket.

Those who were close were still saying hello to her.

Mo Shangyun glanced at it, said nothing, and walked to the chair.

sit down.

He crossed his legs, put the training materials on his legs, and played with the pen with his bandaged right hand.

Everyone who saw this scene from a distance felt their hearts pounding for some reason, feeling an ominous premonition.

It's so good, but her behavior is too weird, isn't it?

Slowly, a few people were sent to get closer intentionally or unintentionally, and went to take a look, trying to dig out any suspicious phenomena, and then brought the information back and analyzed it together.

After two hours of tossing, they uncovered all the doubtful points.

One, what Mo Shangjun looked at was their training plan.

Second, I went to see her every once in a while and there were some words written on her training plan.

Three, I couldn’t see the specific words clearly, but a few sharp-eyed people saw a few familiar names.

These doubts slowly spread.

Then, several people came to a conclusion——

Mo Shangyun is most likely recording their results.

This was just pure speculation, but after conjecture, there was indeed only one answer. So their hearts trembled with fright, and they no longer dared to approach Mo Shangyun, and they quickly continued training with concentration.

It turns out that their guess was correct.

Mo Shangjun was sitting and recording while basking in the sun, with headphones in his ears. He was very comfortable.

When the sun set and their afternoon training was about to end, Mo Shangjun waved and called Li Liang over.

"Report!"

Li Liang ran over in small steps, and as soon as he stood still, he shouted to her sonorously and forcefully.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, pulled out a piece of paper from under the training materials, and handed it to Li Liang.

Li Liang took it in confusion.

"According to the list and training volume, we will train more in the evening." Mo Shangyun said calmly.

There was no immediate response. Li Liang lowered his head in confusion and glanced at the paper.

The above is divided into three sections: "name", "training" and "quantity".

The first column is the name; the second column is the various trainings, sometimes only one, and sometimes there are three or four; the third column is the amount of training, such as the number of 400-meter obstacles, how many laps, etc.

Mo Shangjun's calligraphy was neat and beautiful, and Li Liang could easily understand it after just a few glances.

"Deputy Company Mo, this..." The sudden extra practice made Li Liang hesitate. He thought about the words for a while, and then said word by word, "I want to ask what the reason is."

"the last line."

Mo Shangyun stood up and replied lightly.

Subconsciously, he wanted to get the chair, but when he noticed the bandaged right hand, Mo Shangyun paused, then calmly took his hand back and ordered: "Have someone take the chair back to him."

"yes!"

Li Liang responded.

Mo Shangyun turned around and left.

Li Liang lowered his head and took advantage of the last ray of sunset to read the last line of words clearly.

【Not serious, unqualified. Continue tomorrow.】
Chapter completed!