"Why, two sisters team up to bully people?"

Mo Shangyun asked lightly, but his expression seemed to be telling the truth.

Hearing these confusing words, Qin Lian gritted her teeth and said angrily to Mo Shangyun: "Damn it, who bullied you?!"

Mo Shangyun sneered and let go of her hand.

Qin Lian subconsciously retracted her hand and went to check the condition of her wrist. Although the pain was unbearable, at least the bones of her wrist were not cracked.

Gritting her teeth, Qin Lian stared at Mo Shangyun angrily.

However, he raised his eyelids slightly and glanced calmly at the messy tabletop caused by the smashing of newspapers.

Qin Lian followed her gaze and noticed the pieces of paper flying everywhere. They were full of words. They were probably not draft papers... When she came to her senses, Qin Lian felt somewhat guilty.

"It's just such a small thing," Qin Lian muttered while holding back the pain, and at the same time lowered her head to look at the newspaper, "It's all because of your picture that my sister was criticized. It would be better for you to hide outside for a day and deliberately

Right? Now you can take action at every turn, just because you are an officer and a leader, isn’t it amazing?"

"I only see you as a soldier. When you enter the door, you rush over and throw newspapers, interrupt my work, and point your fingers at me rudely..." Mo Shangyun said coldly, his tone was crisp and not lazy at all.

At this point, she raised her eyelids and glanced at Qin Lian and Qin Xue, and then sneered, "A mere picture has made your sister criticized? Even if she was misunderstood, she has a long mouth and will not clarify.

?"

"you!"

Hearing Mo Shangyun's shameless sophistry, Qin Lian was furious and wanted to argue with Mo Shangyun again, but was stopped by Qin Xue.

"The matter has nothing to do with her." Qin Xue looked at Qin Lian and said every word.

"But this is her picture..." Qin Lian frowned.

"No one expected it." Qin Xue interrupted her coldly.

Qin Lian gritted her teeth and didn't know what to say, but since she loved Qin Xue from the bottom of her heart, she still firmly believed that Mo Shangyun was the cause of all this, not to mention that her wrist still hurt so much...

Qin Xue glanced at Qin Lian's wrist, which was already red and swollen. Qin Lian's facial features were wrinkled with pain, and her expression was slightly cold. Qin Xue said to Mo Shangyun: "She has a bad attitude towards you and interrupted your work."

, it was her fault, and I apologize to you for that. But, you made her hands like this, I hope you can also correct your attitude and apologize to her."

Such a "reasonable and well-founded" analysis made Mo Shangyun feel dumbfounded for a while.

She was doing her job well, and nothing would have happened if Qin Lian hadn't rushed over and made such a fuss. But since Qin Lian is coming to make trouble, why can't she fight back?

"I'm sorry, I'm not wrong." Mo Shangyun turned around, picked up the scattered papers one by one, and then slowly put down the words, "If you want to pursue it, you are free to do so."

Hearing this, Qin Xue's expression became a little colder.

However, before the atmosphere in the dormitory became more tense, the last person in the dormitory - Chu Feiyin walked over.

"Why are you all standing here? We don't have much time, why don't you go take a shower?"

Chu Feiyin, who didn't see anything strange, took the initiative to ask the three of them.

Without having time to take another look, she turned around and walked towards her desk, put all her belongings down, and soon came to find Mo Shangyun.

Seeing this, Qin Xue and Qin Lian also turned around and left, finding the medicines prepared in advance. Qin Xue applied medicine to Qin Lian's red and swollen wrists.

Chu Feiyin took the notes she took today and told Mo Shangjun about the performance and results of the three consecutive rows from beginning to end.

Chu Feiyin has no experience in leading troops and has a weak temperament. She has never been confident in leading this platoon, but since Mo Shangjun appeared on the scene, her pressure and Mo Shangjun's "bad" have set off her "good"

', so much so that she got along pretty well with the freshmen today, and no one took the initiative to cause trouble for her.

Mo Shangjun spent some time and probably listened to what Chu Feiyin said. After that, he nodded perfunctorily and let Chu Feiyin go about her business.

Mo Shangjun continued to enter information on the computer screen.

It was unexpectedly quiet in the dormitory. Qin Lian and Qin Xue also remained silent. Mo Shangjun was immersed in doing his own thing, speeding up a bit by the way. He waited until the lights were about to go out before going to take a shower and wash clothes.

As soon as the lights went out, Mo Shangyun took the chair, computer, and notes out of the door, tapping the keyboard in the secluded corridor. This unique sound, in the gloomy corridor, was somewhat out of place.

A bit scary.

During the time when he was inputting data and making a summary, Mo Shangjun met Cha Ye twice. However, as soon as Cha Ye's students saw her epaulettes, they pretended not to notice and left.

——If you meet someone with a military rank in the military academy, they must be at the leadership level. No one dares to provoke her.

However, Mo Shangyun was busy until after midnight before summarizing the final report. She habitually backed up the report in her mailbox and USB flash drive, then turned off her laptop and quietly entered the door.

The three people in the dormitory were all asleep, and Mo Shangyun's voice was very soft, so it did not disturb them.

After tidying up briefly, Mo Shangyun went to bed.

*

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, as soon as Mo Shangjun arrived at the training ground, she saw Lin Mao walking towards her.

"Did you read yesterday's newspaper?"

Lin Mao asked Mo Shangjun almost happily.

"If it's the back photo, I'll take a look." Mo Shangjun replied, then handed the USB flash drive and a printed summary to Lin Mao.

There is a printer downstairs in the dormitory, you just need to scan the code, and Mo Shangjun printed a copy.

"I found that your military posture is really good. How long have you been practicing for?" Lin Mao took the summary and asked enthusiastically.

"Five years," Mo Shangyun replied casually.

"What did you say?"

Surprised, Lin Mao's voice suddenly rose, attracting the attention of the surrounding instructors and students.

Mo Shangyun, who had been deprived of sleep, was a little nervous. She had a headache when she heard a loud voice. She rolled her eyes and said, "Five years."

After counting on his fingers, Lin Mao looked at her strangely, "You have been practicing since you were in college until now?"

"One year old to go to college." Mo Shangyun said helplessly.

At the age of 1, she began to study with several masters, and the first task every day was - standing, military, and posture.

She felt annoyed at first, so several masters took turns supervising her, and warned her that everything she wanted to learn came from this military posture, and that she must first stand in the military posture before doing anything else.

After standing like this for a full three months, the masters taught her to learn other things. But after that, she had to find time to complete the task consciously even in school.

After she entered the military academy and actually put on the military uniform, they all agreed that her temperament was worthy of the military uniform, so they canceled her daily military duty.

Because of this, it was difficult for her to understand those people who complained endlessly as soon as they stood in military uniform after putting on military uniforms.

As a soldier, every word, every action, and every move must be worthy of the military uniform.

Maybe many people think it doesn't matter and make a fuss out of a molehill, but she has never been in contact with a soldier who can't even stand in a military posture - so she can't accept it.

"Are you—" Lin Mao stared at her doubtfully.

Will an average 1-year-old child, and a girl at that, consciously stand in a military posture for five years?

"My dad is a soldier."

Mo Shangyun shrugged and gave him a convincing answer.

After hearing what she said, Lin Mao finally understood and nodded.

If his family members were soldiers, then Mo Shangyun's situation could be considered normal.

Lin Mao wanted to ask a few questions about her father - whether he was retiring or something, but Mo Shangjun shook his watch to indicate that the gathering time was up, and left first.

Lin Mao had no choice but to let her go.

However, the situation of Mo Shangjun leading the troops could not help but attract attention.

After holding on to the military posture for five years, she must have been doing more than just standing in the military posture during these five years - no matter what she has experienced, the only thing Lin Mao can be sure of is that Mo Shangyun has definitely integrated the spirit and philosophy of a soldier into her bones.

Thinking of the fact that she was selected as the instructor of the 907 Special Forces Brigade, and looking at the freshmen who had gathered together with all their strength, Lin Mao suddenly realized——

Mo Shangjun is different from this group of freshmen.

It's not about military rank, experience or attitude, it's about philosophy.

However, asking her to be a military training instructor - I'm afraid it will be a hardship for her.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Mao walked a few steps to a remote place and read the summary made by Mo Shangyun. He was shocked to find that this girl even made a very troublesome summary. After that, it far exceeded his expectations.

Lin Mao glanced in Mo Shangjun's direction, then turned and left.

Excellent people always deserve some special treatment.
Chapter completed!