They found the car and got in.

Yan Tianxing backed the car out without saying a word.

Hearing the sound of rustling, Mo Shangjun suddenly took out a box of the barbecue that had been left to Mo Shangjun for safekeeping, opened it and took out the only remaining beef skewers.

Noticing his gaze, Mo Shangyun glanced this way calmly, and then took a bite very calmly.

"Have you calmed down?"

Opening the car window further, Yan Tianxing drove the car and asked Mo Shangjun in a low voice.

"Um."

Mo Shangjun responded leisurely.

I was feeling very angry before.

If he hadn't been in the army, Shengxia would have been defeated long ago.

Unfortunately, this was something she could do in the army in midsummer, but she couldn't do it.

However, it would be strange to still be angry after all this trouble.

"Educate me." Yan Tianxing glanced at her and spoke slowly.

"listen."

Mo Shangyun looked straight ahead and took the words lazily.

"This is not the right thing to do." Yan Tianxing said in an official tone, with a hint of persuasion.

"how?"

Tilting his head, Mo Shangjun looked at him sideways with a chilling look.

Yan Tianxing frowned and asked righteously: "Why only twenty points were deducted?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

He raised his hand and subconsciously tried to press the brim of his hat, but failed and found that he was not wearing a hat.

A smooth-tongued old fox.

Curling his lips, Mo Shangyun looked out the window.

After waiting for a while, she asked again: "Is there anything else?"

"Gone."

Yan Tianxing drove the car into the military area.

"oh."

Mo Shangyun shrugged his shoulders.

She thought that at least she would be spoken to by Yan Tianxing.

After all, I was a little impulsive and didn't take everything into consideration.

When she saw that the other party had an intention, she stopped her and she was convicted of the crime. However, there was not enough evidence to confirm the "crime" she said, so it was easy for her to accuse her of what she said.

But, it's rare to be so angry.

There are all kinds of people, and it is impossible for everyone to reach the level of thought they want.

She could understand that such people existed, but seeing them with her own eyes and coming into contact with them was another matter.

She has met too many people who are proud to be soldiers.

People like Chen Lu, when they mention the army, their faces are full of pride. The uniform is their glory, even though many years later these honors may only become memories.

For example, the soldiers in the reconnaissance camp come from all over the country. They are simple and motivated. Although they have many shortcomings in various aspects, they have the passionate souls that a soldier should have, and they will never use insidious means to surpass others.

It is precisely because I have been exposed to these "good" things that it is difficult to accept the "bad" ones.

She was angry and also a little disappointed.

Of course, disappointment is inevitable in more and more contacts.

She had been in the company for less than half a year and allowed herself to have such emotions.

"Your cousin who wants to be admitted to the military academy, Yan Jiale." Mo Shangjun opened the car window, and a cool breeze blew in from outside. The wind added a chill to his voice, "Has the rebellion succeeded?"

"Well," Yan Tianxing responded, and then glanced at Mo Shangyun strangely, "Have you seen it?"

"The Chinese New Year has passed among the water and clouds." Mo Shangyun explained.

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows.

Been to Shuiyunjian?

While he's away?

Turning his head, Yan Tianxing gave Mo Shangjun a meaningful look.

Just in time, Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his arm, and threw a bamboo stick at the trash can.

The bamboo stick was very light, and as the wind blew through a sloping arc, it flew in from the entrance of the trash can accurately.

Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows.

The wind blows in front of you, your short hair is flying behind your head, and your palm-sized face is exposed to the light. The stunning and publicity at that moment is inexplicably heartwarming.

After watching for a moment, Yan Tianxing slowly looked back.

The journey is too short.

Soon, the jeep parked downstairs of the dormitory office building.

"You take the rest."

Mo Shangjun took a bag of barbecue.

Looking at her movements, Yan Tianxing guessed what she wanted to do and reminded: "Hide it."

"Know."

Mo Shangjun waved his hand, and then reached out to open the car door.

"Instructor Mo." Yan Tianxing suddenly called her.

"Um?"

"You gave a student a chance to stay," Yan Tianxing tilted his head slightly, his deep eyes gleaming with a different kind of depth, "No one will blame you for this."

Mo Shangjun was stunned for a moment.

She knew who "someone" meant.

Yan Tianxing was telling her that even if Shengxia really complained to her after she left, no one would accept it.

Likewise, I really appreciate her behavior.

Stopping things before they happen will bring you some trouble.

However, it is better than making temporary remedies after the incident occurs and even causing innocent people to lose the opportunity to continue training.

Regarding this matter, Yan Tianxing didn't say much, but any words he said were affirmation and approval of her.

There is not even symbolic ideological education.

He wouldn't even tactfully remind her that she had some smarter ways to achieve the same goal without exposing herself to criticism.

He understood her.

The anger at that moment, all the decisions.

He knew there was a better choice, but he also knew she knew it.

"Um."

After a while, Mo Shangjun responded and walked out of the car with the barbecue.

*

Nine o'clock.

The student dormitory building is nearby.

There is basic training in the evening, from 7 to 9:30.

But the training is quantitative, and you can leave beforehand if you complete it. The amount of training tonight is not heavy. At this time, most students can complete it successfully.

Mo Shangjun stood under a tree.

In his hand is a small mirror - not for looking into the mirror, but for using the refraction of light to make signals.

Yan Gui knew this signal.

She was also aiming at the dormitory where Yan Gui was.

Mo Shangjun stood in the shadow of the trees and waited for about ten minutes.
To be continued...