Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Facing Qin Xue's question, Qin Lian did not answer for a while.

She did find Duan Zimu.

And she also knows that Qin Xue does not like her contact with Duan Zimu.

As long as she confessed to Duan Zimu's confession, Qin Xue asked her to stay away from Duan Zimu, it is best not to have any contact.

Later, she did not have much contact with Duan Zimu, but recently...

Because of several accidental contacts with Duan Zimu, Qin Xue found that although Duan Zimu still kept her distance, she did not resist contact with her, so she couldn't resist trying to get closer to Duan Zimu.

She didn't feel anything wrong.

But because Qin Xue didn't like it, she didn't speak to Qin Xue.

Seeing Qin Lian's expression, Qin Xue understood everything. She said coldly: "He clearly refused you, but now he moves forward to you, don't you think there is a problem?"

Qin Lian thought about it quite tangledly, and then retorted: "Sister, if you refuse, you don't mean you can't be friends."

Frowning slightly, Qin Xue asked in a cold voice: "Why didn't he be a friend with you before, now?"

"It wasn't a unit before..." Qin Lian couldn't help but refute, and then thought about it carefully, "Is there no problem now?"

Many times, she feels that Qin Xue's suspicion is very serious.

Last year because of embarrassment, she took the initiative not to contact Duan Zimu, but it was almost a year later, and they were lucky enough to be selected in a unit... contact, is there any problem?

There is no competition between male and female students.

What's more, she has nothing to do with her.

She wondered why Qin Xue felt that many people around her were not credible.

Hearing Qin Lian's words, Qin Xue glanced at her with a cold expression, so Qin Lian was quite uncomfortable.

"whatever."

Halfway, Qin Xue said two words coldly.

She bypassed Qin Lian and walked upstairs.

Qin Lian stood a bit strangely. She turned around and looked for Qin Xue to explain a little bit, but Qin Xue didn't even turn her head and went straight upstairs.

Qin Lian opened her mouth and finally did not shout "Sister".

After hesitating again and again, Qin Lian walked out of the dormitory building and planned to go to the place where Duan Zimu trained them first.

*

At two o'clock, the afternoon training started again.

After only one meal in the middle after the morning training, Ding Jing started to practice at noon. He was already tired and out of breath, but he was still carried to the team to start new training.

She, who had laid down cruel words with Mo Shangjun, now has no energy to blame Mo Shangyun.

Grandma bear.

Ding Jing could only scold in his heart.

However, I do not know whether I was scolding Mo Jun or scolding the harsh instructors, or simply wanting to vent.

Gathering two breaths in the gap of the assembly, followed by the next training.

Although Yan Hanyu doesn't play tricks, her supervision is extremely strict.

The one-day assessment that can be left means that their physical fitness has initially passed, and the training started this month can only pull physical fitness during morning exercises, and the daytime hours are all kinds of messy training.

They have to go back and forth for a long distance, and then grab and beat in the quagmire. The winner can retain his score. The loser must deduct points. The students who are arranged together have no best solution. In addition, they also have to learn a series of subjects such as swimming, diving, kayaking, and survival in the water. Their proficiency in controlling these items can determine whether or how much their points will be deducted.

After undergoing physical and technical training, the instructor will pull them to the shooting range when they are exhausted, and the bullets will move down box by box. In terms of equipment use, gS9 never seems to lack funds. , The instructor will let them continue to shoot, and the more shots and mistakes, the more points will be deducted.

The instructors tried their best to deduct points from them.

The students could only watch their points be crossed out bit by bit, so the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

All in all, the subjects are cluttered and varied, arranged in a tightly closed manner.

However, even under this high-intensity training arrangement, Ding Jing, who didn't have much rest in the middle, forcibly supported it, and scored less points than the rest.

In terms of endurance and willpower, there are few people in the entire team who can compete with it.

Even Mo Shangyun could not help but whistle at Ding Jing, but this arrogant and provocative action was almost deducted from Yan Hanyu.

Mo Shangyun had no choice but to converge.

*

There are more training events than once, and the amount of training increases day by day.

Gradually, the students found that what was more comfortable than at the moment was only the past and easier than today, only yesterday.

They must not expect the unrealistic illusion of "supporting today, and may be easier tomorrow".

They can only enjoy this moment as much as possible, because the next moment will always be tortured more than this moment.

On the third night, the students found sadly that the content of the lecture was completely new, and it was no longer ordinary theoretical knowledge. The teacher never helped you review the classroom. They also did not have teaching materials and textbooks. All the sources of knowledge were from the teacher. Students take notes and take time to review them repeatedly. For a time, each student concentrates on studying in a tense atmosphere, taking notes non-stop, and sometimes misses the knowledge of the end point when it is a little slower. Courseware, turn it into knowledge in your mind.

Under the contrast of this atmosphere, Mo Shangyun's situation is a little bit flat.

This evening was Huo Ge's lecture again. In less than four hours, Mo Shangjun sat in the classroom next door and solved two courses by himself.

For her who has studied for a long time, it can be said that it is easy, and doing test papers is like spending time.

The two teachers who supervised her, occasionally moved to the tense classroom next door, and occasionally took a look at Mo Shangyun, who was leisurely self-taught, as if he had the illusion of going back and forth between the two worlds.

At ten forty, Ding Jing held her copybook and arrived on time at the classroom where Mo Shangyun was.

The students in the classroom next door all left intermittently and became quiet within a few minutes.

A teacher seemed to be instructed to take good care of their supper, so when the rest of the students organized to eat supper, they also brought them a copy.

Very bland, buns, soy milk, plus an egg.

It took three minutes for the two to finish the supper.

"How did you learn tonight?"

Mo Shangyun asked Ding Jing.

Ding Jing was copying at her paper, and she looked up at her with a sound. "Not very good, do you still have the ability to read catalogs and make notes?"

Looking down, Mo Shangjun hooked his lips, "Bring it."

Ding Jing suddenly felt unbelievable, and after two seconds of surprise, he took out his notebook to her.

Mo Shangyun took it for a look, and even recognized the handwriting of Xing Jing with a headache.

A stroke on the copybook may be okay, but if you take notes, you can blind the eyes.

"No exams tonight, you have a rest in advance." Mo Shangyun said to the teachers, "We will go back after a while."

The two instructors glanced at each other and then asked: "Look at the courseware?"

"No." Mo Shangjun answered decisively.

If they don't look at the courseware or exams, it's as if they have reviewed overtime on their own.

The two communicated with each other and finally decided to allow them to stay here, but they will come over before twelve o'clock. They can leave early, but they cannot stay here after twelve o'clock.

Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing both agreed.

In view of the good performance of the two last night, both instructors left with confidence.

Ding Jing finished writing a page intently. When turning the page, he looked at Mo Shangyun and found that Mo Shangyun was adding notes to her.

Ding Jing raised his eyebrows, "Do you really remember?"

"Well," Mo Shangyun responded, and then asked suspiciously, "Have you never learned high school knowledge?"

After thinking for a while, Ding Jingdao said: "I have studied a little myself."

"Self-study?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows in surprise.

For her help writing notes, Ding Jing did not hide her, saying: "Our former army had a library, somehow mixed with middle school textbooks, and then I doubled when I was free. "

Mo Shangyun looked at her like hell.

After a short pause, Mo Shangyun sighed, "How did you get in here?"

"There are always special cases!" Ding Jing raised his eyebrows indifferently.

"..."

Never seen such a special one.

Generally speaking, special forces have priority in selecting high education. Because a special soldier must not only learn the most basic combat skills, such as fighting, shooting, assassination, blasting technology, etc., she thinks that Ding Jing can already control almost. In addition, they also have to control some disease prevention methods, knowledge of distinguishing edible wild animals and plants, and control of the language and customs of the intended combat area. These require a certain level of education and understanding.

In addition, in terms of the most basic topography, it involves all kinds of knowledge in middle school, including physics, geography, and mathematics.

Why...Is it a high school education? !

I used to think that Ding Jing was joking, but now... I feel that Ding Jing is not telling lies.

Ding Jing tapped on the table with a pen, coughed, and said, "I am innocent, what do you look at?"

"No." Mo Shangyun said with a smile and flesh, "If you continue to be so mysterious, I might fall in love with you."

Ding Jing waved his hand politely, "Don't refer, can't bear it."

Mo Shangyun almost hit her head directly with the notebook.

Than turned a circle in his hand, Mo Shangyun fell backwards, leaning on the back position, said to Ding Jing: "Then talk about what happened to you and Qin Xue."

Ding Jingxiao asked: "What's the matter?"

Mo Shangyun said: "I see her watching you at noon."

With Ding Jing's keenness and observation, it is impossible that Qin Xue's existence was not discovered.

"I don't even know what I really want to say." Ding Jing played with the pen in his hand and thought after a while, "But from here, she has been paying attention to me."

"You know?" Mo Shangyun asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." Ding Jing shook his head and then asked with amusement, "Isn't she from your military area?"

Mo Shangyun asked: "Which military region are you from?"

Ding Jingdao: "Well, I'm local."

After a while, Mo Shangyun asked, "Do you speak the local dialect?"

"Yes," Ding Jing asked playfully. "Why, don't you believe it?"

"No, teach me." Mo Shangyun looked at her with a smile.

"what?"

Ding Jing froze for a moment.

Looking directly at Ding Jing's eyes, Mo Shangyun said, "I love learning."

"..."

"I can help you review." Mo Shangyun said again, "even preview in advance."

Immediately, Ding Jing shot the pen on the table and decisively said: "Deal."

The deal is concluded.

However, the topic did not end.

The streamer in Mo Shangjun's eyes turned around, and after a few seconds, Yan Gui told her the story of "Breaking Qin Xue and Ding Jing together", and briefly recounted it with Ding Jing.

"You said this," Ding Jingjian remembered and nodded suddenly. "That's the case. Isn't she inclined to stare at me? I thought she was weird at the time, and later found out She was sneaking and looked at it, but she was clever and did not let me find anything."

After finishing the speech, Ding Jing also reminded: "Anyway, this person is not listening right. You must be careful yourself."

"What does it have to do with me?" Mo Shangjun shrugged.

"Don't tell me that you don't know," Ding Jing squinted at her, "She also pays attention to you."

"What are you worth being stared at?"

"Some people want money, some people look..." Ding Jing narrowed his eyes. "You see that there are many places where I give people pictures. The ghost knows what she pictured?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun was simply too lazy to talk to her.

She waved her hand, instructing her to go and write her copybook, while she continued to make notes for Ding Jing.

It took her forty minutes to complete Ding Jing’s notes, and there was still a little time left until twelve o’clock. Mo Shangyun simply let Ding Jing put down the task of writing and gave her the key point to explain the course Knowledge points.

A lot of knowledge, Ding Jing does not know, but the same concept, what she learned and understood is different from the textbook, but if you explain it a little, Ding Jing can understand it.

This kind of student is quite worry-free. You don't need Mo Yanjun to explain again and again, you can understand it yourself.

At about twelve o'clock, the two instructors came to turn off the lights on time. Seeing that the two of them were reviewing seriously, they gave a few minutes more time to listen to the lectures of the undergraduates. .

When the two of them left, the two instructors repeatedly reminded them to hurry back to the dorm and not stay outside.

Walking out of the teaching building, Mo Shangjun stretched his lazy waist and put his hands back in his pocket.

The rain outside has stopped, the cold wind hits, and there is no cold biting temperature, which is surprisingly comfortable.

The weather is getting warmer.

Looking over, Mo Shangyun said: "I think there is an emergency meeting tonight."

"I feel so too."

Ding Jing agrees.

The appearance of the two instructors repeatedly reminded me that something was wrong.

Mo Shangyun's first thought was "emergency assembly", otherwise it would be impossible to rush them back to the dormitory.

Suddenly thinking of something, Mo Shangyun asked: "Can you stand it?"

Ding Jing has not had much rest from morning till now.

"got used to."

Ding Jing chuckled.

"What kind of troops have such great training intensity?" Mo Shangyun asked with a smile.

"What military school can train people like you?" Ding Jing asked back.

The two looked at each other, both of them saw the same emotion in each other's eyes, and then could not help but smile at each other and took their eyes back.

Very novel feeling.

In the army, Mo Shangjun rarely feels like "finding the same kind."

Generally speaking, the troops are simple.

All kinds of passionate and passionate reasons have brought together young and faithful people.

This is basically the case.

This is true for Tang Shi, Liang Zhiqiong, Liming, Lin Qi, and Xiang Yongming.

They are all pure, and the problem of pure headache is how to become stronger and meet the challenges ahead.

Mo Shangyun was also in this state of mind a long time ago, but I don't know when to start. When I look back, I find that I am far away from my peers.

However, she doesn't mind that.

But when meeting Ding Jing, Mo Shangyun still felt very novel.

Although, just as Ding Jing didn't know what she experienced, she didn't know what happened to Ding Jing.

"Do you want to run back?" Ding Jinglio suggested, "Just last night I didn't finish your compensation."

"Row."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and responded simply.

As soon as the words fell, two figures disappeared.

At the same time, after turning off the lights and closing the door, the two faculty members who came out of the teaching building raised their eyes and saw two shadows that left like lightning. They almost didn't scare them, and later realized After the other party's identity, they looked at each other for a moment.

"We have finished training before, and we are all too tired to live?"

"Ok."

"It's nice to be young."

"Yeah, I can still run."

Both of them said with emotion.

As everyone knows, they are younger than the two "young people".