After Mu Qixuan finished speaking, he said nothing.

Slowly, I heard the noisy voices over there fade away.

After a while, there was no sound anymore, only the whistling of the wind could be heard.

"It's a little early to say New Year's greetings, why did you think of me?" Mu Qixuan's voice was gentle and somewhat teasing.

"Let's find out." Mo Shangjun explained his intention.

After a pause, Mu Qixuan understood and asked: "What did the instructor want to do with you?"

Sure enough I know.

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun responded.

Mu Qixuan smiled, "I look for you every time something happens. Your senior is very sad."

Mo Shangjun Congshan Ruliu said: "I'm sorry, I'll wish you a happy New Year tomorrow."

"Forget it," Mu Qixuan smiled helplessly. After a while, he said, "My instructor also asked me about the things he wanted to talk to you about. I think it's a good thing."

"Tell me."

"He has told you not to tell you about this in advance," Mu Qixuan said. "The old man is also waiting for you to call him and say hello. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so you should wish him a happy New Year in advance.

"

"So..." Mo Shangyun drawled his voice.

Mu Qixuan quickly took over, "You can't detect this tone."

"..."

Mo Shangjun was speechless.

Smiling, Mu Qixuan continued: "There is something..."

"What?"

"I made a phone call to the instructor of your second company yesterday."

"..." Mo Shangjun said nothing.

"He spoke very well of you. Between the lines of his words, he should... miss you a lot." Mu Qixuan said with profound meaning.

Mo Shangjun felt a chill running down his spine.

"What happened to Erlian?" she asked.

She had only been away for three days. No matter how hard the Second Company tried, it would be difficult for the instructor to miss her.

"That's not to say," Mu Qixuan said, "you know, I am an outsider after all."

Mo Shangjun cannot deny this.

In the reconnaissance camp, the Second Company was severely suppressed, and it would not be an honorable thing to tell the truth. Naturally, the instructor could not "tell the truth" to Mu Qixuan.

"How is the situation over there?" Mu Qixuan asked.

"it's over."

To put it bluntly, it seems like a matter of course.

"..."

Mu Qixuan was a little embarrassed.

The instructor wanted to contact Mo Shangjun two days ago, but he never got in touch, so he called the reconnaissance camp to inquire about the situation. Only then did he find out that Mo Shangjun had become a "special guest teacher". This was also discussed by the instructor.

I just revealed it to him.

It is said that it is a week.

at the moment……

Okay, who calls her Mo Shangyun?

No news was found from Mu Qixuan, so Mo Shangjun chatted with him for a while and then hung up.

Then I called Lang Yan's office several times in succession, but no one answered.

I looked at the time and saw it was almost seven o'clock.

It is said that in the reconnaissance camp, the procedures for every Chinese New Year celebration are the same. After the training during the day, they go to the cooking class to make dumplings starting at 5 p.m. After having a delicious meal, all the soldiers are organized to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

Mo Shangjun estimated that this year would be similar. He guessed that Lang Yan was busy working in the cooking class, so he gave up wasting time and continued to make phone calls.

Glancing at the phone screen, Mo Shangyun was about to exit the dialing interface, but with a flick of his finger, the call history below slid up.

I had no intention of looking, but then I glanced around and noticed the familiar words, so I paused.

When I looked carefully, I saw her mobile phone number.

Note: girl.

This is... the note Yan Tianxing gave her?

For no reason, Mo Shangyun was slightly embarrassed.

After a while, he swiped up the screen and pretended not to see it. After thinking about it, he dialed the instructor's number again.

After waiting for about twenty seconds, the call was connected.

"Who is it?" An impatient voice came from the other side.

"Old man, I'm here to wish you a happy new year." Mo Shangyun said slowly.

There was a pause on the other side, and then he said angrily: "Why, you finally remembered that there is an old man like me?"

Mo Shangjun's expression remained unchanged, "I've been thinking about you."

"...Really?" The questioning tone, which was obviously unbelieving, was very awkward.

Mo Shangjun smiled and affirmed: "It's true."

He knew clearly that what she said was false, but she was made happy and the old man did not embarrass her.

He was not an old man who liked to talk nonsense. He asked her about her current situation and then expressed his satisfaction that she would finish the assessment within three days.

Immediately afterwards, the real business started.

"In April, your Westland Military Region plans to organize a training camp, selecting the best from each branch of the military for three months. They will be divided into men's and women's teams. I plan to recommend you to be the instructor of the women's team."

Instructor?

Hearing these two words, Mo Shangyun suddenly had a headache.

After a while, she said politely: "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"Why, after joining the company for a month, you learned to belittle yourself?!" The old man's tone became stern.

"I just graduated and have little qualifications." Mo Shangjun was extremely humble.

The old man almost laughed out of anger at her.

She has little qualifications?!

Although I don't know her thoroughly, I still know a little bit about her experience. It's comparable to the experience of a ten-year veteran. How dare she say that she has junior qualifications?!

However, this was not straightforward. He paused and asked her calmly: "Girl, even if you are given a gauntlet, you still don't want to agree?"

Well.

Are there any people writing a gauntlet these days?

Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows, "What kind of letter of challenge?"

"Your senior sister, Ji Ruonan, is also one of the instructors of the women's team this time." The old man said angrily, "She knows you are going and is already making preparations."

"Ji Ruonan..." Mo Shangjun raised his finger, rubbed his chin, and asked, "Do I know him?"

"..."

The old man felt that if Mo Shangjun was really in front of him, he would definitely throw food all over the table.

Taking a deep breath, for the sake of the Chinese New Year, the old man managed not to get angry with her.

I patiently introduced Ji Ruonan to her briefly.

Ji Ruonan, her senior sister by two years, had a mentor who happened to be someone the old man didn't like very much. The mentors were all competitive, and of course the students below were also competing with each other.

The two students have always been about the same in ability and performance, and there is nothing to show off, but Ji Ruonan is extremely outstanding, with scores in all subjects far ahead, whether it is cultural scores or military skills.

For two years, Ji Ruonan's mentor really liked showing off in front of the old man.

Fortunately, two years later, the pervert Mo Shangjun came along.

In the beginning, Mo Shangjun's performance was not outstanding, but as time went by - every subject was on the passing line, and not one point was too much, and not one point was too little. The possibility of luck was very small, and the majority of it was intentional.

.

After the old man discovered the clues, he observed her several times and asked someone to inquire about her background, and then he paid more and more attention to her.

At that time, I focused on taking care of her. In addition to often finding fault with her in professional classes and testing her skills, there were also various school activities... At that time, she was basically allowed to go.
To be continued...