"What, are you planning on me?"

"..."

It was no surprise that someone like Mo Shangjun could see through his thoughts. Ruan Yan thought about it and decided to adopt a roundabout policy and "waste time with military training."

If he remembered correctly, the first time he met Mo Shangyun was during the selection of X Special Forces. The four specially invited instructors, except Mo Shangyun, were all from the special forces.

, and enough to become a special instructor.

The second time he met Mo Shangjun, Mo Shangjun immediately became one of the instructors in the military region's outstanding talent training camp. He remembered that among all the instructors, Mo Shangjun had the shortest time leading troops.

When they met in that match, Mo Shangjun's outstanding performance was hard to deny.

Based on Mo Shangyun's two experiences of leading troops, plus...her military rank, being a military training instructor in a college is a bit downgraded.

Also, it's a waste of time.

During the day at this school, he passed by several times and saw the behavior of the new students. Except for a few glances the first time, Ruan Yan turned a blind eye to them.

"That's true."

Mo Shangyun strongly agrees with this point.

Not only is it a waste of time, it's also a waste of effort.

Even when she was leading the second company and the training camp, she didn't feel any pressure, but now seeing such a group of young students who are not even soldiers... Mo Shangyun is annoyed just thinking about it now.

"So -" Ruan Yan planned to tell the purpose again.

"If you want me, you can." Mo Shangyun raised his brows and curled his lips and said, "You have to satisfy me first."

"How can I satisfy you?"

Ruan Yan asked without hesitation, regardless of how ambiguous Mo Shangyun's words were.

"When are you leaving?" Mo Shangyun asked a seemingly unrelated topic.

Ruan Yan said: "Next month."

Mo Shangyun tilted his head, "So long?"

"I'm working on a project at school." Ruan Yan answered truthfully.

"It can't be the project that Uncle Wu is responsible for, right?" Mo Shangjun was surprised.

"Um."

Ruan Yan responded and didn't ask too much about her knowing Wu Jiu or knowing about the project.

"Okay." Mo Shangjun nodded with a smile.

This made it easier for her to slowly figure out how to package Ruan Yan and give it to Yan Tianxing.

But before that, she had to establish a good relationship with Ruan Yan.

However, seeing her with such a sinister expression, Ruan Yan didn't know why, "So?"

Mo Shangyun raised his left hand, patted his shoulder, and said seriously: "Come meet me more often when you have time, and let me get to know you."

"Okay." Ruan Yan nodded without thinking too much, "But -"

"I invite you to dinner."

Mo Shangyun interrupted him, then stood up with a magazine in hand with a smile.

Ruan Yan: "..."

For some reason, he suddenly regretted agreeing so quickly.

I always feel that... Mo Shangjun has bad intentions.

*

Anseong Army Academy has a total of two cafeterias, one in the east wing and one in the west wing.

During military training, military training instructors and freshmen all eat in the West District cafeteria - making it easier to punish the freshmen.

Of course Mo Shangjun chose the canteen in the East District.

Ruan Yan was a little confused. After all, they were closest to the West District Canteen, so why did they waste so much time running far away?

However, after Mo Shangyun said that friendly exchanges could be had on the road, Ruan Yan gave up this doubt.

Although he still felt that Mo Shangyun had bad intentions, the value of Mo Shangyun was enough for him to put these problems behind him.

“What is friendly communication?”

Ruan Yan, who rarely took the initiative to interact with others, appropriately expressed his spirit of "not being ashamed to ask questions" in front of Mo Shangyun.

"Oh," Mo Shangyun replied casually, "I just wanted you to ask me if I had eaten."

"..."

Ruan Yan turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Mo Shangyun called him in time.

"Let's talk next time." Ruan Yan said angrily.

This time he was afraid that he would lose control and beat her.

"Oh," Mo Shangyun nodded, and then said, "I didn't bring any money."

"So?" Ruan Yan raised his eyebrows.

Mo Shangjun raised the magazine in his hand and pointed in the direction of the cafeteria.

Understanding what Mo Shangyun meant, Ruan Yan twitched his brows and asked, "Didn't you invite me to dinner?"

"next time."

Mo Shangjun said seriously.

Ruan Yan: "..."

five minutes later.

Ruan Yan and Mo Shangjun appeared on the second floor of the East District Canteen.

It was already past six-thirty, and when Mo Shangjun and Ruan Yan arrived, the first floor was empty with no one around. However, Mo Shangjun heard from somewhere that the fried noodles sold on the second floor of this canteen were delicious, so Ruan

Yan can only accompany her to the next level.

However, it's only one floor, so it's no big deal.

Mo Shangjun ordered fried noodles and Ruan Yan ordered noodle soup. Neither of them had eaten.

"What are you studying?" Mo Shangyun opened his chopsticks and asked Ruan Yan.

Ruan Yan glanced at her and gave a general outline without mentioning the specific project.

Mo Shangjun also made a rough guess and did not talk in depth with Ruan Yan.

While Mo Shangjun was eating fried noodles that tasted good, he recommended some famous specialties in Ancheng to Ruan Yan - and introduced Si Sheng to her restaurant. She told Ruan Yan one by one to share this experience.

Big events bring the distance between the two people closer.

However, it is a pity that Ruan Yan is not a foodie and has no interest in Ancheng's specialties.

Mo Shangjun talked for several minutes, and finally came up with one word from Ruan Yan——

"oh."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

There is no time to talk today.

Mo Shangjun lowered his head to eat fried noodles.

But as soon as she stopped, Ruan Yan, who was sitting opposite, spoke up, "Are you going to be a military training instructor here step by step for three months?"

After thinking for a moment, Mo Shangyun replied, "About a month."

"Oh." Ruan Yan responded.

One month is not a waste of time.

"Then why didn't you lead the troops?" Ruan Yan asked again.

According to common sense, Mo Shangjun would not sleep by the lake or eat in other canteens no matter what.

Mo Shangjun picked up the fried noodles for a moment, then raised his eyelids and said helplessly: "I'm thinking about why I can't lead this batch of new students."

Ruan Yan said "Oh" again, but quickly added two words, "Normal."

"Why is it normal?" Mo Shangjun asked with a smile on his lips.

After looking at her, Ruan Yan said seriously: "Because they are not worthy of you."

"..."

Mo Shangjun almost spit out the fried rice noodles as soon as he put it in his mouth.

She swallowed it quickly.
To be continued...