Since Ding Jing's handwriting was too scary, Xiao Qiang stood back and took a second look.

Who would have thought that Ding Jing looked like he had two eyes growing behind her? She didn't stop writing, but suddenly asked: "Why, do you think my writing is not good-looking?"

Xiao Qiang was startled and said quickly: "No, no, no, it's pretty...really."

Afraid that he was not sincere enough, Xiao Qiang even emphasized it.

"I say so many things that I don't mean, and I'm not afraid of getting choked up."

Ding Jing finished writing the last word on the page and spoke slowly while turning the page.

However, the sound was extremely eerie.

Xiao Qiang felt like gusts of cold wind were coming towards him, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Ren Yu winked at him, indicating that he could leave.

Xiao Qiang was so angry that he didn't dare to make a sound. He turned around and ran directly in the direction of the shelter.

Because Ding Jing couldn't stay here any longer, and the pyramid-shaped bonfire hadn't been set up yet, Xiao Qiang felt embarrassed to go and rest directly, so he participated in building the bonfire.

Ren Yu didn't want to help, so he still hugged Ding Jing's thigh.

Mo Shangjun had nothing to do. He stretched out and found a piece of grass beside the campfire. Then he fell directly on it and put his hands behind his head with his hands bent.

The sky was gloomy, there was no moon or stars, the forest was quiet at night, and there was not much scenery to see.

Mo Shangyun lay there for a while and felt very bored, so he turned to Ren Yu and Ding Jing and said, "How about I tell you the key points of the next lesson on topography..."

"Boss!" Ren Yu immediately dropped the wood in his hand, rushed towards Mo Shangyun enthusiastically and exaggeratedly, and asked enthusiastically, "Do you have any information?"

"No." Mo Shangjun glanced sideways at him and said lightly, "You're blocking my light."

Ren Yu moved a few steps to the side and said in confusion, "Then you——"

Ding Jing lazily interrupted him, "Don't you understand? Xue Shen doesn't need any materials at all to study. Everything is in his mind and can be retrieved at any time."

"Holy shit!"

Ren Yu sighed in horror, his eyes widening.

Although she had seen Mo Shangyun "introduce" the students in class,... could she even summarize the main points of a course in her mind?

No need to check any information?

After hesitating for a few seconds, Ren Yu finally let out a long breath, knelt on the ground, and then began to kowtow to Mo Shangyun...

"do what?"

Mo Shangyun asked inexplicably, turned over and sat up from the ground.

"Bye bye." Ren Yu raised his head and smiled sarcastically at her, "This way I don't have to fail the exam."

God knows how poor his cultural performance is!

More than half of the points are deducted in class!

"roll."

Mo Shangyun glanced at him coldly and kicked him over.

Ren Yu hesitated for a moment. He originally wanted to hide, but he thought that Xue Shen's kick might bring him good luck, so he accepted it abruptly.

Mo Shangjun: "..." Were the two errand boys she hired all fools?!

Mo Shangjun raised his hand to his forehead, feeling his head throbbing and painful.

Damn, what the hell are they all?

"Boss, that topography..." Ren Yu walked over with a footprint and said to Mo Shangyun with a smile, "Tell me about it."

"Stay five meters away from me." Mo Shangyun gave him a cold look.

"okay!"

Ren Yu responded immediately and pushed five meters away without any pause.

"..."

Mo Shangyun felt more and more that he had recruited two fools.

At this time, Fool Ding also echoed, "Just tell me, I'll listen too."

Sighing, Mo Shangyun fell back again.

After going through the course of topography in his mind, Mo Shangyun began to talk about the content that Bu Yirong had not taught before.

"He just gave an overview of the terrain. Now let's talk about the characteristics of different terrains and their impact on military operations." Mo Shangyun said lazily, rather than spreading knowledge, it was better to use his own language.

Let me recite the whole book, "First of all, it is the impact of plain terrain on combat operations. You all know that plain terrain is a terrain formed by a broad spread of landforms as the dominant element. Generally speaking, it refers to an altitude below 00 meters and a high altitude.

The difference is less than 50 meters..."

"..."

Ding Jing and Ren Yu both listened with great shock.

Ding Jing was distracted by writing a copybook, so he was a little too serious, but Ren Yu's eyes widened when he heard it, and he crawled closer to Mo Shangyun unknowingly.

He looked at Mo Shangyun as if she were an alien, and even wanted to check whether Mo Shangyun was wearing any device in her eyes that would allow her to see topographic knowledge when she opened her eyes.

However, as Mo Shangyun spoke, he closed his eyes, crossed his legs, and told them various key points of topography one by one as if telling them a story.

Although Ren Yu listened carefully, he unconsciously realized that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Boss, you are actually not a human being, are you?"

When Mo Shangyun paused, Ren Yu couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and asked Mo Shangyun nervously.

The eyes slowly filled with respect.

Mo Shangjun opened his eyes suddenly, tilted his head, and glanced at Ren Yu coolly.

Ren Yu shrank back subconsciously.

"If you still want to survive, there are certain things you shouldn't say nonsense." Staring at him with cold eyes, Mo Shangyun said slowly, then her eyes slowly returned to normal, and she narrowed her eyes slightly at him, "Huh?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Ren Yu felt that he had broken into some huge secret and nodded in panic.

Ding Jing looked at Ren Yu as if he were a fool.

At this moment, Chai Xinyan came over and said, "The bonfire has been set up. I'll get some fire. 05. You should go to bed quickly."

"oh."

Ren Yu responded in a daze.

Looking at Mo Shangyun's calm expression again, I suddenly felt that I had escaped.

Chai Xinyan didn't know what was going on here, but she could faintly hear Mo Shangjun's "lecturing" voice. She glanced at Mo Shangjun strangely and saw that Mo Shangjun had closed his eyes and didn't speak anymore.

After thinking about it, he withdrew his gaze, went to the bonfire to get a burning log, turned around and went to the pyramid-shaped bonfire, and quickly lit the bonfire.

After all the busy work, it was past nine o'clock.

Chai Xinyan, Qin Xue, Ren Yu, and Xiao Qiang all went to the shelter to prepare for rest.

Due to time constraints, they did not have high requirements for the quality of the shelter, so when they saw the shelter built by Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing, they were somewhat surprised - it was better than they imagined.

The rainproof cloth almost isolated them from the outside world, which was comparable to a tent.

Of course, after all, they are all made from local materials, so it cannot be as comfortable as a tent.

But it's also pretty good.

After Chai Xinyan and Qin Xue entered the shelter, they had no communication - because it was a shelter that could sleep three to four people, it was more than enough for two people to sleep. When they slept, they invariably kept a certain distance apart, and then

Sleep with your eyes closed.

This kind of "sleeping" is not very relaxing at all. It's almost like sleeping with tension, and the slightest movement can wake them up.

On the contrary, Ren Yu and Xiao Qiang next door were much more relaxed. Within a few minutes after they entered the tent, they could hear their snoring.

Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing put out the previous bonfire, and then returned to the shelter to keep vigil.

The backpack is placed at the feet for easy access at any time, and the rifle is basically held in the hand to respond promptly in case of attack.

However, only Mo Shangyun maintained this state.

Ding Jing is having a headache over her copybook.

It was obvious that she was very irritated, and each word became uglier than the last. If Mo Shangjun hadn't occasionally urged her a few words, she might have been able to write the whole book in her own unique font.

However, Ding Jing's efforts over the past twenty days still have some effect.

At the very least, if you occasionally put some thought into it, you can write words that people can understand at a glance.

In this state, Mo Shangyun sat down for three hours in boredom, and his mood became increasingly calm, while Ding Jing wrote a copybook for a full three hours, and his mood became more and more irritable as he wrote.

The copybook was torn directly.

"Is the time up?"
To be continued...