The sun sets in the west.

Mo Shangjun leaned against the car door and yawned sleepily.

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, there is a cool breeze blowing on my face, brushing my cheeks and hair tips, making me feel relaxed.

The phone continued to vibrate, and Mo Shangyun reached out to pick it up and looked through the messages sent by his friends.

Lu Chengshu said that Shao Changhang was a junior student at the National University of Science and Technology of China.

Although Mo Shangyun has a good network of contacts, he does not know everyone, so he can only turn to the seniors and senior sisters who are staying at the school for help.

They were more boring than expected...oh no, more positive. All in all, they got a reply very quickly.

Mo Shangjun browsed their information.

Shao Changhang, 22 years old, one year after graduation, outstanding graduate.

When he left school, he was awarded the military rank of one bar and three stars.

…

After browsing quickly, Mo Shangyun finally received the packaged paper.

She used the mobile phone software to decompress it, and then flipped through the papers one by one, and she suddenly became energetic.

After reading the two papers, Mo Shangjun exhaled. She was full of energy and no longer sleepy. She moved closer to the middle and called "Master Yan."

"Um?"

"I will definitely help you get this person."

When Mo Shangjun spoke, he was categorical and his words shone brightly, as if he had seen a treasure.

"..." At a red light ahead, Yan Tianxing stepped on the brakes, raised his hand on her shoulder, and ran his fingers through her soft hair, "When can you be so excited about me?"

Mo Shangyun was quite helpless, "I'm not interested in your professional papers."

truth.

She actually secretly read Yan Tianxing's paper.

The quality is high, definitely not bad.

But not to the point of being "excited".

However, her reaction was not because Shao Changhang's paper was well written...

"Do you have to be so honest?" Yan Tianxing had a headache.

What happens if you say something nice?

"..."

Mo Shangjun only thinks that men are incredible creatures and are really difficult to understand thoroughly.

Say something flattering, say she's glib.

Say something true, and you can still find fault...

Are you born to be picky?

Mo Shangjun ignored him and continued to read Shao Changhang's papers in the co-pilot. He also put several papers recommended by the senior into a compressed package and read them all together.

By the time she came back to her senses, night had already fallen, and the surrounding area was a bustling downtown. Looking around, she saw a noisy street with stalls of various special snacks. Every shop was overcrowded, and the streets were crowded with people.

Bustling and bustling.

Mo Shangjun asked in surprise, "Didn't you say you did it at home?"

On the way back, Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing discussed the question of "what to eat at night" for five minutes. In the end, they unanimously decided to do it themselves.

Yan Tianxing, a rich man of this level, is supported by his mother who is engaged in real estate at home, and he also owns a house in a certain community in Yuncheng.

In fact, the housing prices here have not risen yet, and it is close to the border, there are no popular tourist attractions, and commercial and foreign trade has not developed, so a house can cost several hundred thousand, which is completely incomparable with first-tier cities such as Beijing.

Compared with the food from outside, Mo Shangjun prefers the food cooked by Yan Tianxing, so he chooses to cook it at home. Yan Tianxing will buy some ingredients near the community and then go home to cook a few dishes.

But here... it should be still some distance from the residential area.

"Have you been here?" Yan Tianxing looked for an empty parking space.

"No."

"Then you can go shopping." Yan Tianxing said, "The community is not far from here. There is a supermarket outside where you can buy ingredients. There is a roast duck restaurant on the road, which tastes pretty good."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mo Shangyun said cheerfully.

There are so many people here, it takes a while to find a parking space.

After searching for a few minutes, a rare free parking space was occupied by another car. Yan Tianxing planned to park in front, but the car that was about to enter the parking space suddenly drove forward for a while and deviated from the entrance.

The tracks of the parking spaces freed up parking spaces for them.

Soon, a man poked his head out of the driver's seat and waved to them, asking them to drive in.

"The folk customs in Yuncheng are so simple?" Mo Shangyun was impressed by this operation.

"...We are driving military vehicles." Yan Tianxing explained.

What happened to driving a military vehicle?

Do you still enjoy special policies?

Never heard of it...

Mo Shangyun didn't understand the logic.

However, after parking the car, the driver in front of him ran over and handed Yan Tianxing a cigarette. After chatting for a few words, Mo Shangjun learned that his relatives had been rescued in the last earthquake, so he asked the soldiers

There is a special feeling.

He didn’t know whether they participated in the earthquake rescue, but they just thanked each other and ran away quickly. The car was still parked on the side of the road!

Mo Shangjun was a little surprised, "It's interesting."

"Used to it."

Yan Tianxing naturally held her hand and walked into the noisy night market full of snacks.

The night market in the city is well controlled and looks neat and orderly. All stalls are well planned and there are a wide variety of snacks for sale, including food from all over the world.

You can find anything that is somewhat famous or has become popular on the Internet recently.

Looking around, you'll be dazzled by the crowds of people.

Mo Shangyun originally felt that being led was a bit awkward - after all, there was no chance to fall in love, so there were only a few brave people who dared to hold her hand. When she was dating Yan Tianxing in the past, they were not as close as they are now, and

, and rarely have the opportunity to stay together.

The number of times I go shopping with Yan Tianxing is rare, and it is even rarer when we get along like this.

However, after squeezing into the crowd, Mo Shangyun quickly adapted.

As a brave warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles, she has top-notch skills, but she is at a disadvantage in the bustling market. It takes a lot of effort just to avoid all kinds of hands and feet that touch her. If Yan Tianxing is not holding her hand, she will

I am afraid that Yan Tianxing and I have long been separated by the world.

The main route was crowded, and Yan Tianxing found that Mo Shangjun did not stop at any stall, so he stopped on his own initiative.

"You don't have anything to eat?" Yan Tianxing asked Mo Shangjun doubtfully.

Although Mo Shangjun has no interest in shopping, he is still a bit obsessed with food.

Although she often talks about the gimmick that "food is the most important thing for the people", in fact, she can feed her with just two buns, and she does not dislike the hard buns or the unpalatable military food.

But outside, she likes to find something to eat.

Mo Shangjun avoided a couple walking by and said to Yan Tianxing, "There are too many people. Queuing will waste time."

"..."

Isn’t this part of the fun of “going to the night market”?

"Do you want it over there?" Yan Tianxing asked in a low voice, looking in a certain direction.

"Um?"

Mo Shangyun went in the direction he was looking, and then——

I caught a glimpse of a shop buying cotton candy.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

But the next moment, Mo Shangjun took the initiative to pull Yan Tianxing, "Let's go, prepare to pay."

Seeing many couples queuing up to buy marshmallows, Yan Tianxing asked casually without any hope, but he didn't expect Mo Shangyun to be so active.

Things that little girls like...isn't Mo Shangjun also exempt from the vulgarity?

With Yan Tianxing thinking this, he was already dragged to the front of the store by Mo Shangjun.

Two machines, three couples.

Mo Shangjun did not queue up, but negotiated directly with a shop assistant.
To be continued...