Mo Cang didn't stay with X-Force long.

After all, I was busy with official duties, so I left that afternoon.

Naturally, it didn't have much impact on Team X. Within two days, no one was pursuing the relationship between Mo Cang and Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangjun served as a trainee instructor for three full weeks.

The first week of regular training, the second week of running-in training, and the third week of field training allowed the students of GS9 and the students of X Special Forces to successfully develop a certain tacit understanding.

Apart from some minor quarrels, no accidents occurred during this period.

Mo Shangjun's mission has come to a perfect conclusion.

*

"I will return to the ranks of students tomorrow, temporary instructor Mo, what do you think?"

Along with Ding Jing's mean questioning voice, a can of iced herbal tea flew over from behind.

Mo Shangjun, who was sitting on the stone, raised his eyelids and grabbed the thrown items in his hands without even raising his head.

The next moment, Ding Jing came from behind, put one hand on the stone, stood up, jumped over half of the stone, and sat next to Mo Shangyun.

"Dirty, stay away."

Pulling the easy-pull ring open, Mo Shangyun said with disgust, then raised his head and took a sip of herbal tea.

“Don’t drink it if you can!”

Ding Jing said, and even moved closer to Mo Shangyun, with their clothes touching each other.

Mo Shangjun glanced at her with disgust, but did not take the initiative to distance himself from Ding Jing.

In the training this afternoon, there was an event involving crawling in the quagmire. Everyone turned into a clay figure, especially the front, which was even more miserable.

Naturally, Ding Jing did not fall well.

I don’t know if Ding Jing was kicked out of the convenience store when he went to buy a cold drink.

"Sentimental."

Mo Shangjun pretended to sigh.

"It's okay to be sentimental," Ding Jing raised his hand to bump her arm, then raised his arm to hold the neatly dressed Mo Shangyun's shoulders, "You have to sleep with us tonight, right?"

Mo Shangjun glanced at her meaningful smile and knew what she was thinking. After sneering, he said righteously: "I choose to feed mosquitoes in nature."

"Don't worry, you might as well satisfy us if you feed it to mosquitoes!"

Ding Jing used his dirty hands to smear Mo Shangyun's shoulder a few times, leaving several very obvious scratches.

Mo Shangjun frowned and said, "Let go of your dog's paws."

Ding Jing ignored her and asked, "How about revealing it?"

He raised his head and drank the herbal tea. After drinking nearly half of it, Mo Shangjun stopped and said, "I don't know."

"The half-year period is almost over, and there will definitely be a big bomb ahead."

"Who knows."

Mo Shangjun said indifferently.

What's more, Yan Tianxing hasn't revealed his bottom to her yet.

She specifically asked Yan Hanyu and Ji Zhou to inquire. Yan Hanyu said that there was no problem with her ability, but in the end it was up to Yan Tianxing to make the decision. Ji Zhou asked her to ask Yan Tianxing directly.

In the past two days, she spent some time and asked the cooking class to make some late-night snacks. She specially brought them to Yan Tianxing. As a result, Yan Tianxing ate and drank. The old fox refused to reveal a word to her and told her directly.

She sent it.

It made her even more nervous than these students these past two days.

An is a happy-go-lucky, happy-go-lucky, happy-go-lucky An. She didn't think it was a big deal before. It doesn't matter whether she is eliminated or not. She has been to too many places anyway, but now when she thinks about being eliminated at the last minute... she feels extremely unhappy.

As the person with the most points, why should she be so worried?

"You have been an undercover agent for so long and you haven't gotten any information at all?" Ding Jing was very contemptuous.

"Give."

Looking at her coolly, Mo Shangyun gave Ding Jing the half-can of herbal tea in his hand.

"What for?" Ding Jing was confused.

"I won't drink anymore!"

Mo Shangjun slapped her hand away and moved it to the side.

I've hit a sore spot, and my mood is not beautiful.

Ding Jing was stunned for a few seconds, and finally caught up with Mo Shangyun's thoughts. She said in surprise: "I'm sorry, I bought you a drink. Do you have to coax you to drink it?"

"..."

"Okay, okay, okay." After a moment of stalemate, Ding Jing immediately gave up and moved closer to Mo Shangyun, "At worst, I won't bully you tonight."

"Do you have that ability?"

Mo Shangjun took the herbal tea in her hand.

Ding Jing immediately started rolling up her sleeves, "Damn it, if you, Sister Ding, don't show off your power, do you really think I'm Tinker Bell?"

Looking at her with disdain, Mo Shangyun said: "Tinker Bell is more capable than you."

"..."

Fuck, a personal attack?

After drinking the remaining half of the can of herbal tea in one gulp, Mo Shangyun flipped his wrist and threw the empty cold drink can to Ding Jing, then stood up and jumped down, landing nimbly on the ground.

"A piece of advice," Mo Shangyun turned sideways, half of her figure was shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the shadow was stretched very long. She raised her chin slightly and said word by word, "Don't be careless."

"Do you even need to say this?"

"Remember."

Mo Shangjun shrugged and walked away.

Ding Jing sat on the stone, raised his head and squinted at the red sun setting over the mountain, and suddenly smiled.

No matter what it is, come on, she hasn't given up yet.

*

Perhaps the end of Mo Shangyun's career as a trainee instructor is equivalent to the end of a stage of assessment for the students.

Moreover, the next stage is very likely to be the last stage of their assessment career.

On this day, since it got dark, the students began to feel nervous. It was an uncontrollable state of mind. Even a few top-notch soldiers felt the pressure that was difficult to relieve.

Only Mo Shangyun, who didn't need to train at night, was still sitting on the sofa in Mo Shangshuang's office, eating ice cream and reading magazines while the air conditioner was blowing.

As soon as Mo Shangshuang entered the door, he frowned slightly when he saw Mo Shangjun, "What kind of ice cream are you going to eat this late at night?"

"hot."

Mo Shangjun answered without raising his head.

"..."

Mo Shangshuang silently glanced at the air conditioner that was turned on. On such a hot day, he was wearing short-sleeved shirts in the office, and he was covered in goosebumps from the cold.

However, in the end, he didn't care about Mo Shangjun and strode to his desk.

"Has the report been written?" Mo Shangshuang asked casually.

"Put it on your table."

Is it really written?

After being stunned for a moment, Mo Shangshuang saw a pile of A4 paper pressed by a notebook on the table, so he took off the notebook and picked up the printed report.

It’s a thick stack, probably containing 10,000 words.

Mo Shangshuang asked: "When did you write it?"

Mo Shangjun said: "Today, I took the time to write it on your computer."

"..."

Talking about how having a sister who is extremely efficient in doing things is a blow to me.

Glancing at Mo Shangyun, Mo Shangshuang sat down on the office chair and carefully read the report written by Mo Shangyun.

It wasn't the first time that I helped Mo Shangyun with his homework, but it was really the first time when he read Mo Shangyun's report.

Let Mo Shangjun be the internship instructor for these three weeks, and the only task given to her is to write a report after the end.

Analyze the training methods and training effects of these three weeks from her perspective, and conduct a detailed analysis of each remaining student of GS9.

This analysis report was submitted to the GS9 brigade, but now it is in front of me, and Mo Shangshuang doesn't mind taking a look at it.

It took Mo Shangshuang almost half an hour to read the report from Mo Shangyun. He pressed his eyebrows tiredly.
To be continued...