Mo Shangyun responded, and then watched Yan Tianxing enter the building.

Mo Shangyun didn't ask about the reason why Yan Tianxing met with the principal, but Yan Tianxing took the initiative to tell her about it.

The conversation should be completed within two hours at the latest, and I will contact her directly then.

Mo Shangyun was on vacation and did not need to go to the training ground to supervise the military training. Seeing Yan Tianxing enter the building, he turned his head and thought for a moment, as if there was nothing to do.

Finally, looking at the dazzling sun hanging above her head, she suddenly thought of Mu Qixuan who called at noon.

Thinking that Mu Qixuan still had something to say, she took out her mobile phone and walked towards the dormitory building, avoiding the patrolling inspection team, and called Mu Qixuan back.

"Senior."

As soon as the phone was answered, Mo Shangjun shouted.

"What, the blind date is over?" Mu Qixuan's voice was relaxed and cheerful.

"Um."

Mo Shangjun responded.

After finishing that meal, it was basically over. Now we are getting along with our respective friends. Although we will meet again in the evening, it is not a blind date.

"You really have no feelings for Feng Fan?" Mu Qixuan asked.

"Um."

"Okay." Mu Qixuan nodded, and no longer dwelled on this matter, but asked, "When will this episode of military training instructors end?"

"At the end of the month."

This time, Mo Shangyun answered in the affirmative.

In the past, I thought it didn't matter, as long as three months were enough, but after actually getting in touch with it, I found that Mo Shangyun couldn't control this group of students who were not even soldiers. Being able to survive this month was already the greatest affirmation for her.

Even if it was one more day, she would have to throw Lang Yan over to make up the number.

"That's okay." Mu Qixuan asked again, "The instructor said that the 907 Special Forces Brigade invited you to be an instructor?"

"Um."

Mo Shangjun responded.

People keep mentioning this to her recently, which actually makes her a little annoyed, but since it is Mu Qixuan who asks the question, she can still accept it.

Moreover, Mu Qixuan mentioned this matter to her, probably because of his mentor's instructions.

Otherwise, no matter what, a deputy team of Navy frogmen would not know the candidate for an instructor for a certain Army special forces unit.

"You haven't agreed yet?" Mu Qixuan asked again.

"Um."

"Okay, you can think about it slowly," Mu Qixuan continued, "I also have something to do here, so you can think about it slowly when the time comes."

"you say."

"If you agree, the instructor suggests that you'd better come and participate in the frogman winter training." Mu Qixuan said, "Just treat it as an internship."

Mo Shangyun had planned the frogmen's winter training in advance, but it was dispensable. Everything depended on her time and mood.

Mu Qixuan has already taken care of the leadership. All he needs is a nod from Mo Shangjun and he can come over at any time.

But now, the instructor hopes that Mo Shangjun can put "participating in the frogmen's winter training" on his necessary schedule.

No matter how you say it, Mo Shangyun's experience in leading troops is still lacking. According to the description of her instructor, those who are with her have at least three years of experience in leading troops, and they are all professionals, not Mo Shangyun.

A newcomer who left the company halfway and only spent three months in the training camp.

In the list of instructors, there is only one female instructor, Mo Shangjun.

In other words, Mo Shangjun will receive some bad looks due to gender and experience issues.

In this regard, he quite agrees with the mentor. It is always good to accumulate more experience.

Obviously, Mo Shangyun also knew the importance of Mu Qixuan's suggestion.

"Will it start in January?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"Um."

"Okay." Mo Shangyun agreed readily, "If I agree, if nothing happens, I will come in January. However, I only have one month."

As the new year approaches, the selection and training of new special operations forces will begin.

"good."

After a pause, Mo Shangyun smiled and added sinisterly: "Our company relies on you to communicate."

"...Okay." Mu Qixuan responded helplessly.

Before a person leaves the company, he has to be called away a month in advance... He has to be cursed in private.

However, if Mo Shangyun is willing to come, it will be worthwhile.

Who knows, their captain Lu Jian heard a lot of "curios" about Mo Shangjun after his last contact with the X Special Forces of the Beijing Military Region, and then asked him about many things related to Mo Shangjun, which made Lu angry.

Jian hadn't even met Mo Shangjun yet, so he was looking forward to this little girl in her early twenties. She wished she could see Mo Shangjun's abilities as soon as possible.

Before returning to the dormitory, in order to avoid making the phone call too obvious, Mo Shangjun hung up the phone with Mu Qixuan.

*

Three o'clock sharp.

Mo Shangjun took a shower, changed into training clothes that fit the school atmosphere, and washed and hung up his casual clothes.

When she returned to the dormitory, she was surprised to see her father and had several missed calls from Mo Cang.

Mo Cang's eyes jumped as soon as he saw Mo Cang's name, and he felt that his whole body's nerves were tense.

Because Yan Tianxing and Ye Qianxiao were present throughout the whole process, there was no chance to chat with Feng Fan alone - so she forgot to ask Feng Fan if he could let Feng Fan hide the matter for the time being.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally picked up her phone and called Mo Cang back.

"dad."

When the call was connected, while standing by the desk, Mo Shangyun picked up the phone and called out.

"How does it feel to be on a blind date?"

Mo Cang asked calmly, without the anger Mo Shangyun imagined.

"I don't feel it." Mo Shangjun said honestly.

"Don't feel it?" Mo Cang's voice turned cold.

"Um."

Mo Shangyun answered calmly.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Cang asked: "Can it be cultivated?"

Mo Shangjun said lightly, "I don't even feel it. It's probably very difficult."

Mo Cang frowned and thought for a moment, and finally said coldly: "Forget it."

"..."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Her dad... is so easy to talk to? So sensible?

She didn't know Mo Cang very well, but based on her previous impression of Mo Cang... she was somewhat surprised.

"Also," Mo Cang paused and his voice gradually became serious, "Do you know where Chen Lu went?"

At the mention of "Chen Lu", Mo Shangyun's previous sense of ease was swept away.

"Um?"

Narrowing his eyes, Mo Shangyun didn't tell the truth.

Mo Cangquan pretended that she didn't know and explained: "Your mother can't contact him and doesn't answer the phone. Do you know where he lives?"

It was only because Cen Jun informed him that he knew that Chen Lu had closed the store in April and ran to Ancheng. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he had contacted Cen Jun twice.

There has been no contact for two or three months now. Cen Jin wanted to go and have a drink with Chen Lu, but he called Chen Lu and there was no answer.

I went to his store specifically to see it, but I didn't see it open. It was said that I went out in April and never came back.

Chen Lu was the closest to Mo Shangyun. Now he and Mo Shangyun were on the phone. Thinking of Chen Lu, he asked casually.

"dad."

Mo Shangyun suddenly called him in a deep voice.

Hearing that something was wrong with Mo Shangyun's tone, Mo Cang paused and asked, "What?"

His eyes flashed slightly, and Mo Shangyun's hand grasped the edge of the desk at some point. His fingers were slightly hard, and even the joints were glowing white.
Chapter completed!