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

"..." After a slight pause, Yan Tianxing smiled suddenly and said, "Then I may not want to give you a reason."

Mo Shangyun smiled and cursed, "I owe you."

The mania in my heart was instantly suppressed a lot.

After all, if you think about it carefully, even if Shang Ru had the courage, Yan Tianxing would not be able to give her this opportunity.

"What Duan Zimu said seems to have been invited by Ji Zhou." Yan Tianxing said lazily.

He didn't ask about the specific reasons, but he could guess at least 70%.

It's just that they colluded and had some evil intentions.

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

This relationship is really complicated.

After saying yes, Yan Tianxing didn't say much, but said, "Also, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, both teams are dressed in casual clothes, without military uniforms or titles."

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

"Duan Zimu."

"You agreed?"

"Um."

"Just let me know?"

"Um."

Mo Shangyun thought that something was wrong, so he turned around in his chair, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "I, the captain, don't have the right to speak anymore?"

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

"That's not true." Mo Shangyun quickly expressed his opinion.

Yan Tianxing paused for a moment, not knowing what Mo Shangyun was thinking about, but he still said politely, "There is a clear understanding between the two minds."

Mo Shangjun clicked her tongue, her glib tone was very similar to her usual quibbling manner...

Those who are close to ink are black.

This time, Mo Shangjun would not argue with him about being "good at making decisions".

"Come tomorrow?"

"When will you be discharged from hospital?"

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

The two of them couldn't help but were stunned, and simply laughed.

Yan Tianxing said, "On the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Mo Shangjun said, "It's a small matter, I need Captain Jiang to come over..."

"Let me tell you."

"Well, I'll come over."

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and agreed readily.

In the past, I felt that there was no need to borrow Yan Tianxing to handle things. She could handle the matter herself if it could be handled well. But now, I feel that it is okay to let Yan Tianxing help take shortcuts for some trivial matters.

There is no need to rigidly adhere to principles.

The two chatted for a while and then ended the call.

Mo Shangjun did not work overtime in the office tonight, but went to the training ground to exercise. By the way, he talked to the second women's team about "dressing casually to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala".

I thought it was just a small move, no big deal, but as soon as the news came out, Mo Shangyun unexpectedly discovered that most people were surprised and started to study outfits during their break.

Especially Liang Zhiqiong, who jumped three feet high, and those who didn't know it thought Peng Yuqiu proposed to her on the spot.

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

Mo Shangyun sincerely felt that nothing she wore would look as good as wearing a military uniform.

No matter how tired or slovenly you are, as long as you are wearing a military uniform, you will be full of energy.

This is an effect that casual clothes cannot achieve.

I don’t know what Duan Zimu was thinking of when he came up with this idea...

"A process, will it come or not?"

Ding Jing jumped down from the horizontal bar and challenged Mo Shangyun to fight underground.

Putting his hand in his trouser pocket, Mo Shangjun glanced at her sideways, "I can beat you without blinking an eye."

"grass."

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

let's go!

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

The cool evening breeze blows in your face, enveloping you with a hint of coolness and comfort. The noisy sounds on the training ground fade away little by little.

"A process" refers to a package training.

It was developed by Mo Shangyun, and is usually used as warm-up training to strive for all abilities to be in place. Because Ding Jing is not far behind her in all aspects, lazy people like Ding Jing just borrowed it. Recently, Mo Shangyun

With little practice, Ding Jing would run around every now and then to pass the time.

The entire training package will take them no more than two hours.

So, it started at half past seven and ended at half past nine.

Mo Shangjun still had enough energy to spare and still beat Ding Jing by five minutes and returned to the training ground early.

The two of them were covered in sweat, and their training uniforms were soaked with sweat. They looked like they had been fished out of the river.

When Ding Jing arrived at the finish line, she saw Mo Shangjun lying on the ground. She walked over and fell down on her back, facing up to the sky.

As a result, as soon as he lay down on the ground, he heard Mo Shangyun say in disgust, "Move over, your heat is heating me up."

"Hypocritical!"

Ding Jing's eyes widened and he rolled his eyes at Mo Shangyun, his tone full of speechlessness.

However, having said that, Ding Jing still moved to the side.

After training at this level, my whole body feels hot as soon as I stop.

"Don't be pretentious in vain."

With his arms behind his head, Mo Shangyun looked up at the bright starry sky and took Ding Jing's words leisurely.

"..."

When Ding Jing lost his temper, he grabbed a handful of grass and threw it towards Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangjun had quick eyes and quick hands. He stretched out his arm to block the attack and blocked the insult.

Mo Shangjun said, "A gentleman talks but never uses his hands."

"Fuck you - wait for me to recover!" Ding Jing breathed.

Even if she had a little bit of physical strength, she could rush forward and fight with Mo Shangyun.

The night is getting darker and everything is quiet. There are no other figures seen on the training ground at this point, only the two of them are lying on the grass. The sky and the earth are vast, the night sky is broad, and the breeze comes slowly, blowing away the heat and sweat on the body.

, there is an indescribable comfort in the tranquility.

Mo Shangjun has a lot of contact with nature. From childhood, her most memories are of nature. She rarely experiences the hustle and bustle of the city, so this kind of scene and atmosphere is the one she is most familiar with.

Then, she thought that Ding Jing was probably the same.

"Are you going shopping during the National Day?" Mo Shangyun tilted his head slightly and asked Ding Jing.

"Shopping?" Ding Jing looked towards her, "You want to buy clothes?"

"You don't want to buy it?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

"...If you sincerely invite me, I can reluctantly consider it." Ding Jing said humbly.

"..."

Mo Shangjun did not speak, but pulled a handful of grass and threw it towards Ding Jing.

Ding Jing was unprepared. She splashed weeds and dirt on his face, and he immediately got up and scratched his face, sighing twice.

“Tell me, do you think this is ‘only state officials are allowed to set fires, but common people are not allowed to light lamps’?!”

"Hey, cultured person."

Mo Shangjun sat up, bent his right leg, and put his elbow on his knee.

"Can't-" Ding Jing was just proud for a second before he reacted, "Fuck, you changed the subject again!"
To be continued...