Exited the office building.

It was drizzling, and before six o'clock, the sky turned completely dark. Street lights were turned on in the base to illuminate the way forward.

Mo Shangjun walked at the front.

The instructor and Fan Hanyi followed step by step.

The two of them communicated with each other through their eyes, but no one knew how to persuade (comfort) Mo Shangjun, or in other words, no one had the courage.

In the end, the instructor and Fan Hanyi adopted the most straightforward method - rock, paper, scissors to decide the outcome.

Best of three games.

Fan Hanyi lost.

The instructor patted his shoulder sympathetically, "I suddenly remembered something, so I have to take a step forward."

Fan Hanyi: "..."

As cunning as the instructor, he gave Fan Hanyi a sympathetic smile, then immediately turned around and left quickly.

Fan Hanyi was a little worried.

Last time, this girl made them lose face three times in a row, and now that something happened to her, they could just gloat about her misfortune, but they wanted to "comfort" her.

After a while.

Fan Hanyi quickened his pace and came to Mo Shangyun's side.

First he coughed and cleared his throat, and then Fan Hanyi said: "You girl, you usually do everything perfectly, but when you get to the battalion commander, why do you start arguing with him like an angry young man about what you have and what you don't have?

"

"This is called discussing matters as they arise."

Mo Shangjun put his hands in his trouser pockets and glanced at him leisurely.

His expression was calm, neither annoyed nor angry, not even a little aggrieved.

Fan Hanyi stared at her for a few times, feeling very strange.

After a pause, he said earnestly: "If we discuss the matter as it is, we have to give the leader some face, right?"

"Give it."

Fan Hanyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Just say he's partial, is that okay?"

"Um."

Mo Shangjun deserves to be indifferent.

She respects him as a leader. After being scolded for so long, it's just that his mind is too far away, so she just "discuss the matter as it is".

This is already considered a great deal of face.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have a chance to lecture.

Fan Hanyi paused, not knowing what to say.

"Captain Fan, can you help me?"

Mo Shangjun suddenly stopped.

"What are you busy with?" Fan Hanyi answered smoothly.

"Bring a meal." Mo Shangjun tilted his head and looked at him.

"ha?"

After being stunned for a moment, Fan Hanyi glanced around and saw that not far away was the canteen of their second company.

Less than twenty meters apart.

The canteen is right there, what kind of food did she ask him to bring?

Before he could ask, Mo Shangyun said slowly: "I want to try the skills of your third company's cooking team."

"Okay, where should I send you?" Fan Hanyi responded on the spot.

"Office." Mo Shangyun said calmly.

"All right."

"Thanks."

Mo Shangyun thanked her, then walked past him and went straight to the dormitory office building.

There are still a few minutes left before the afternoon training ends.

Let Fan Hanyi help bring food, just in time to avoid those little brats.

Fan Hanyi stood there for a while, watching her go further and further away, thinking what was going on.

The relationship that was supposed to be incompatible with each other suddenly turned into an errand boy delivering food to her?

Fan Hanyi suddenly understood and felt that he had been plotted.

*

Fan Hanyi is very trustworthy.

Half an hour later, Fan Hanyi, who was full and full, delivered a half-cold meal to Mo Shangjun's office.

Mo Shangjun gave him a look that was half-smiling but not smiling.

So, Fan Hanyi put down his lunch box and left without saying a single unnecessary word.

The back is in a hurry.

Looking at the meat and vegetable dinner in front of him, Mo Shangjun couldn't help but chuckle.

She took a few bites of food.

The cell phone on my body suddenly buzzed.

Mo Shangjun took out his cell phone and looked at the note. It was "Mu Qixuan".

"Senior."

Taking it smoothly, Mo Shangyun lowered his head slightly, picked up a piece of meat and brought it to his mouth.

"Little Huitou, I heard about the matter." Mu Qixuan's voice was not as relaxed as before.

"You're well-informed." Mo Shangyun joked.

"Including certain speech matters." Mu Qixuan emphasized meaningfully.

After a moment of pinching beans, Mo Shangyun smiled and said, "Is there an inside story?"

"I'm not that powerful yet," Mu Qixuan smiled and explained, "I came over the day after tomorrow and gave your instructor a call by the way."

"Oh." Mo Shangyun nodded thoughtfully, "When you came, I might be locked in a small dark room."

"I have already inquired for you. There is no dark room in your camp."

"...Thank you very much." Mo Shangyun's words contained a sinister tone.

"you are welcome."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

"Is this your first time encountering something like this?" Mu Qixuan changed the subject appropriately.

Mo Shangyun thought for a moment and nodded, "Yeah."

"Any ideas?"

"No." Mo Shangyun said truthfully.

"I've already started a quarrel with your battalion commander, but you still have no idea?" Mu Qixuan's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze.

"It's not noisy."

Mo Shangjun's tone was firm.

"Nothing happened?"

"Um."

"Have you accepted all those things?"

"Um."

Mu Qixuan paused for a while.

I guessed that Mo Shangyun wouldn't mind and would even easily accept the status quo, but I didn't expect that his junior sister would be so... calm.

We've known her for four years, but I haven't really gotten through to her yet.

"I'll see you in two days and help you get rid of your mentor. It's just a gift. How about it?"

"That's a good feeling."

Mo Shangjun finally stopped being perfunctory.
To be continued...