It has been raining for several days and the air is damp.

Even the atmosphere carries a certain heaviness.

Mo Shangyun and Lang Yan returned to the office together.

Before entering the door, she took off her raincoat. As she moved, all the rainwater fell down, and the corridor, which was already wet, became a little drenched again.

Rainwater gathers together and spreads out in all directions.

Mo Shangjun entered the door carrying his raincoat and put it on the umbrella bucket. Lang Yan stood by the door and closed the door when he saw her entering.

Mo Shangyun walked to the desk, pulled out a chair, turned it 180 degrees, facing the middle of the aisle, and then sat down on the chair.

Seeing her action, Lang Yan's mind sank and he took a few steps towards her.

Instead of getting a chair, he stood in front of Mo Shangyun.

"The instructor is looking for me this afternoon." Lang Yan looked down at her, his expression a little more serious, and his tone was not as relaxed and cheerful as before.

Mo Shangjun crossed his legs and raised his eyes slightly, "Yes, I know."

Lang Yan was a little surprised by the unabashed admission.

When seeing the instructor off, he saw signs of someone staying at the door, probably standing there wearing a raincoat.

Except for him and the instructor, no one had been to this floor. He even lamented in his heart that it was wet everywhere, so this corridor was the only place that was dry.

Because of this, when someone walks by, the footprints and water marks are very obvious.

At that time, I was just a little doubtful whether Mo Shangyun was coming in, or maybe he overheard their conversation, so he didn't go in.

Later, he saw the people from the second company running around with their legs loose. After asking someone to ask, he learned that Mo Shangjun asked them to come back and each of them completed 500 push-ups, 500 sit-ups, and 500 sit-ups.

After squatting up and down, you can end today's training.

At that time, Lang Yan was basically determined.

What I just said was just a test. I didn't expect Mo Shangyun to be so happy.

"Well, what do you think?" Lang Yan observed her expression.

"An idea."

Mo Shangjun stretched out his arm, picked up a water glass from the desk behind him, and slowly unscrewed the lid.

"you say."

"There is a possibility that you forgot to analyze."

"What?"

Mo Shangyun raised his head slightly and took a sip of water.

A little cold.

She put the lid on the cup again.

She stared at Lang Yan and said word by word: "Even if you have the same strength as me and no resources, you can't become a training instructor."

Have a long meal.

Then, he saw Mo Shangyun raise his eyebrows and smile, "Even so, won't you change your mind?"

Lang Yan looked at her in shock.

I thought that she would be angry because of the private discussion between him and the instructor, and she had opinions and ideas, but I didn't expect that when she opened her mouth, she was talking about this issue.

There is a sense of enlightening him.

After pondering for a while, Lang Yan felt helpless and said, "There's nothing we can do about this."

Yes, there is no way.

It is impossible for everyone to have resources, and it is impossible for everyone to have opportunities.

There are many outstanding people, but few can really stand out. Whether in the army or in the outside world, there are many people who have no ability and ambition but have not waited for the opportunity to stand out.

Relatively speaking, the troops are already in good shape, without too many twists and turns.

"Captain Lang, not everyone sees things as clearly as you do," Mo Shangjun said lightly, "If some phenomena are unbalanced, there will definitely be people who are unbalanced in their hearts."

Lang Yan stared at her.

Her expression was calm and calm, her tone was calm, and she didn't even frown when she said this kind of thing.

At that moment, Lang Yan thought of a lot.

I thought about her age, the bad remarks about her, and her calmness when she was targeted for the second time. I even thought...that I was a bit chauvinistic, and thought about the grievances she would suffer in her situation.

Even he felt that her treatment was not proportional to her abilities, and he was deeply worried about this.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun himself faced all the problems calmly and calmly.

All the discussions and speculations had no impact on her.

She said that there must be people who are unbalanced, which means that she knows all the comments, but she can understand the root cause of this phenomenon.

No one is a saint.

It is normal to have emotions and feel unbalanced.

"I think," after thinking for a moment, Lang Yan touched his nose and said, "you are more thorough than me."

"Maybe."

Mo Shangjun shrugged.

He raised his hand back and put down the water glass again.

After a pause, Lang Yan frowned slightly and asked firmly: "Can you really accept it?"

"Why not?"

"How should I put it, I think... people of your age, more or less, care a little about what others think."

Not knowing what he thought of, Mo Shangjun's face darkened, "Then you worry about gains and losses all day long, and feel depressed when you have nothing to do?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Lang Yan was a little curious, "You seem to be annoyed by this kind of person?"

This time, Mo Shangjun did not hesitate, but nodded directly, "A little bit."

"Then most people will be your annoyance." Lang Yan couldn't help but joked.

"Good luck," Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows and twitched the corners of his lips, "Our company commander is not."

Lang Yan: "..."

It was obviously a bit of a joke, but coupled with the teasing eyes and lightly curved lips, Lang Yan's heart suddenly felt hot, and it was a bit uncomfortable.

Lang Yan tried his best to suppress this emotion.

"Don't you ask me what I mean?" Lang Yan asked with a smile at her.

"you say."

"As someone who has been through this—"

Halfway through the conversation, seeing Mo Shangyun's expression that looked like a smile but not a smile, Lang Yan pretended to be unhappy and said, "Why are you laughing?"

"Well," Mo Shangjun played with a whistle and repeated leisurely, "Here comes someone."

Lang Yan took two steps forward, lowered his voice, and pretended to be angry: "Comrade Mo Shangjun, are you laughing at the leader?"

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun didn't even raise his head.

"..."

Lang Yan held a breath in his chest and almost became breathless because of her anger.

Not even a step to go down...

If I had known this, I would have said less kind words to her.

After a while, Lang Yan calmed down and asked with a smile: "Are you still going to let me talk?"

"Say it." Mo Shangjun said politely.

Lang Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

After being manipulated like this by her, the previous heavy mood had long since disappeared.

"As someone who has experienced it," Lang Yan said word by word, paused deliberately, looked at Mo Shangyun's expression, and saw that she did not continue to ridicule, then said, "I want to tell you, a female officer like you is good

, prone to criticism. This will have a bad impact on you. Many times, even if you don't care, there will be people who put the overall situation first and exclude some people who have a bad influence. Of course, if you use the reconnaissance camp as a springboard

, it doesn’t matter.”

"Captain Lang."

Mo Shangyun called him unhurriedly.

"What?"

Staring into his eyes, Mo Shangjunte said sincerely: "I have already restrained myself."
To be continued...