Six ten.

Dormitory and office building, second floor.

As soon as Mo Shangyun arrived in the corridor, she heard the sound of an engine coming from the playground. She paused slightly and stood there, looking towards the playground in the distance.

Shengxia was carrying her bag and standing on the playground, leaving only her thumb-sized figure. A jeep drove towards her and stopped quickly. Shengxia opened the door and walked in.

In the blink of an eye, the jeep drove away and disappeared from sight.

Mo Shangjun calmly withdrew his gaze.

Regardless of whether Sheng Xia will cause trouble in the future, it has nothing to do with her.

All in all, even if the sky falls, she won't have to bear it.

Mo Shangjun walked into the office.

Duan Zimu looked at her, stood there for a moment, and quickly entered the office.

No one can interfere with the statistics of fighting points deductions and the compilation of each student's fighting results, and it can only be done by Mo Shangyun himself.

She was too busy and had no time to eat, so Duan Zimu went to bring her dinner, and Mo Shangjun also took it directly.

Nine p.m.

Mo Shangjun's work has come to an end.

However, there has been no action yet on the personal statistics of Group B students.

After stretching, Mo Shangyun passed the organized documents to Xiao Chuyun and others, then turned off the computer and stood up.

It was still early, so she walked down from the dormitory and office building, planning to go to the training ground for a walk.

At this point in time, most of the students should have completed their evening training, so her focus was...the group B students who were still training at the training ground.

"Momo!"

Before arriving at the training ground, Mo Shangyun heard a familiar shout.

It's Yangui.

He paused and looked in the direction of the student dormitory building. Sure enough, he saw Yan Gui running towards this direction while waving.

After waiting there for a moment, Yan Gui quickly ran forward.

Once he stood still, he bared his teeth at Mo Shangjun and showed a bright smile.

"What?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"hey-hey."

Yan Gui continued to giggle.

Mo Shangjun put his hand in his trouser pocket and said lazily: "Ten seconds."

"It's like this. It's Tang Shi's birthday the day after tomorrow. Song Ci asked me, as your loyal fan, can you write a blessing as a birthday gift?!" Yan Gui finished speaking quickly, then grinned at Mo Shangyun, "Why?

Like, it didn’t take more than ten seconds, right?”

"No." Mo Shangyun answered him with two words in a calm tone.

"Huh?" Yan Gui was stunned for a moment and asked inexplicably, "Why?"

"In no mood."

If you really want to write a birthday greeting to someone, it will be enough to become a black history for her in the future.

"That……"

Yan Gui touched his nose, obviously looking like "We have a mission, we have to discuss it and come up with a result."

"Come to me tomorrow." Mo Shangyun said quietly.

Yan Gui suddenly understood and asked mischievously, "What is it?"

"I didn't think about it."

Mo Shangyun responded to Yan Gui very honestly, bypassing him and walking towards the training ground.

Yan Gui hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind, turned around and ran to Mo Shangyun's side.

"Mo Mo, there is one more thing..."

"Ten seconds." Mo Shangjun interrupted Yan Gui, whose voice was deliberately drawn out.

After receiving permission, Yan Gui immediately said: "Since the fighting training in the afternoon, basically all the students have been discussing the matter between you and Shengxia. Let me tell you, most people are on your side and think you are too domineering.

, many people have become your little fans. However, you just drove away the people in your group. The people of your group B are so distracted... Some people secretly told me that you just took advantage of your own group.

A person performs an operation to achieve the effect of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys."

"oh."

Mo Shangjun responded perfunctorily.

"Hey, Mo Mo, do you really want Group B to fend for itself?" Yan Gui chased Mo Shangyun, "When I first went there, many people were in a very low mood."

"Worried about them?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyelids.

"I'm worried about you." Yan Gui pouted, "If your team is not strong enough, you will lose to Ji Ruonan."

Mo Shangyun said calmly: "I'm more worried about you."

"Ah?" Yan Gui didn't know why.

"Do you still need me to remind you about your physical fitness?"

"This," Yan Gui felt a little guilty and chuckled, "This is not something I can control. Physical fitness requires a little accumulation. You see, I have made great progress now..."

"How to improve, that's your problem. However," Mo Shangjun paused and looked at him, "My morning exercises will focus on physical fitness."

Yan Gui: "..."

ha?

This, this, this...

Yan Gui paused on the spot.

Mo Shangjun left leisurely.

Raising his eyes, Yan Gui looked at Mo Shangyun's slowly leaving figure and felt chills all over his body.

It's not lights out yet, should he go for a few laps first?

After leaving Yan Gui behind, Mo Shangjun came to the training ground and roughly understood the situation.

In the evening, there was also emphasis on physical training, and those who stayed in the end were basically female soldiers with weak physical fitness.

Among them, Group B accounts for nearly half.

However, in addition to those who need to complete the prescribed training at the training ground, there are also some who stay and take the initiative to practice more, and many of them look familiar.

Such as An Chen, Lin Qi, Li Liang, Qin Xue...

Mo Shangjun glanced around and saw Xiang Yongming's figure.

Following closely behind Lin Qi, he was talking to Lin Qi about nothing, but Lin Qi basically didn't reply.

Xiang Yongming didn't look depressed at all, he was talking happily to himself.

Mo Shangjun felt pity for Lin Qi for three seconds, then wrote down the codenames of the female soldiers in Group B who were still training, and left without saying a word.

*

nine thirty.

Mu Cheng, who waited until the last student's training was over, walked back to the office weakly.

This is tiring, even more tiring than completing those tasks myself.

His throat felt like smoke, and it hurt so much that he felt hot whenever he spoke.

He sat down in the office where he had just arrived, and soon, Xiao Chuyun walked in.

Glancing at the office, Xiao Chuyun's eyes fell on Mu Cheng.

"Where is Yu Qiu?" Xiao Chuyun asked.

"He was lazy tonight and went to watch Mo Shangyun's morning exercise routine." Mu Cheng waved his hand and said with difficulty in his sore throat.

Xiao Chuyun frowned, it was boring enough.

Walking towards Mucheng, Xiao Chuyun put the herbal tea he had just bought on Mucheng's table.

"For me?" Mu Cheng raised his eyes in surprise and asked flattered.

"It's for Yu Qiu." Xiao Chuyun said sincerely. After a pause, he stabbed Mucheng's little heart hard, "He's not here."

Mucheng: "..."

It was because Peng Yuqiu was away that she gave him the herbal tea?!

How unpopular he is!
To be continued...