The seven people stood up suddenly and leaned over. The light above their heads was immediately blocked, leaving only a circular gap to illuminate the small dining table.

His vision suddenly fell into darkness.

Mo Shangjun paused for two seconds before realizing that their reaction was a bit big, but looking at the curious eyes, she couldn't say anything.

After thinking for a while, she took out the disposable chopsticks placed on the table, tapped them on the table, and then raised her eyes to look at the seven people.

"Tolerate."

Just one word.

After saying that, Mo Shangyun lowered his head and opened his chopsticks.

However, the seven people remained motionless, looking at her nervously.

"Don't block the light."

Mo Shangyun tapped the lunch box with chopsticks and reminded him lazily.

Everyone looked at each other strangely.

"No, no?" Xiang Yongming couldn't hold it back and spoke out.

"No more."

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun raised his hands and forced the two people standing beside him to move back and sit down.

The field of vision is finally a little brighter.

Xiang Yongming: "..."

Everyone: "..."

After a pause for a few seconds, the group sat back in silence.

Mo Shangjun collected a chicken leg, returned the apples, and then concentrated on eating.

Everyone was speechless.

at the same time--

The rest of the people in the cafeteria tent looked away in disappointment.

At first, they thought there was going to be a fight here, but they all gathered together. They thought they were discussing something, and some people listened.

Unexpectedly, it didn't even take a minute before they all dispersed and sat back down.

It makes people baffled.

"What are they doing?" Ran Feifei blinked curiously.

"Who knew," Du Juan sneered, "Hanging around with a bunch of male soldiers, she was also drunk."

Ni Nu said nothing.

She felt that Du Juan's tone was strange, with obvious hints, which made people feel uncomfortable. Ran Feifei hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but defend Mo Shangyun: "They are all soldiers led by her, right?"

"You are her soldier, so you have to treat her like a treasure, right?" Du Juan's face turned pale, "It's not just because of her beauty."

Ran Feifei was a little embarrassed.

However, I didn't know what to say. Seeing that Ni Nu had remained silent, I stopped talking.

Anyway, according to Ni Nu's description, Mo Shangyun should not be a good person. He stole someone's sweetheart and then dumped her, and still let the man miss her and entangle her. This is quite evil.

However, it was just a momentary disgust, and Ni Nu didn't think deeply about it.

The three of them went to find a seat and sit down.

*

On the other side, there are two dining tables where Mo Shangjun is sitting.

One after another, people picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

However, after several minutes, Li Liang, who was sitting next to Mo Shangyun, still couldn't hold it back.

"Deputy Company Mo, are you going to let them say it?" Li Liang asked.

According to Mo Shangjun's style in the second company, anyone who said something bad about her could be found out by her and punished for a long time openly and openly in the name of "privately damaging the leader's reputation."

Tolerate.

It's so inconsistent with Mo Shangyun's arrogant temperament.

However, what he couldn't figure out the most was why Mo Shangyun wanted to retain his strength and remain in the middle.

"How about we sew their mouths shut?"

After speaking slowly, Mo Shangjun took a chopstick of white rice and put it in his mouth.

"..."

Li Liang was speechless.

"Deputy Company Mo, did you encounter special circumstances, so you didn't show your true strength?" Xiang Yongming stretched his neck.

"This is my true strength."

Mo Shangjun took a bite of cabbage and said it very naturally.

Xiang Yongming: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Is this her true strength?

Could it be that Mo Shangjun, who tortured the First Company and the Second Company to death, was fake?

Even though she was asked directly here, she refused to let go. Everyone knew that they would not be able to ask anything else, so they all bypassed the matter in a tacit understanding, and while eating, they talked about other things.

Regarding their topics, Mo Shangyun would chat with them from time to time, but most of the time, he concentrated on eating.

*

Outside the conference tent.

Half an hour of reflection will be over.

Ji Ruonan walked out first, with a gloomy face, followed closely by Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu, both of whom had low air pressure.

"That is to say, because of Mo Shangjun, we were not only criticized and educated by Master Yan, but also had to write a thousand-word written review," Mu Cheng said with a dead smile, "Before that, I could

Can't you put on some small shoes for her first?"

Peng Yuqiu said expressionlessly: "If you have the courage, do whatever you want."

"..." Mucheng looked at the sky speechlessly.

I really don't have the guts to deliberately look for trouble.

Peng Yuqiu sighed, patted his shoulder, and comforted: "If you think so, you are only responsible for one stage of the assessment, and I have to keep up with the three stages. Brother, I will be inscribed on it.

Jun stared at me for more than twenty days, which is worse than you."

Mu Cheng also sighed, patted him heavily on the shoulder, and then shook his head.

If I had known earlier, I should have sacrificed my life for righteousness with Yan Tianxing, and either let Mo Shangyun be the instructor, or he should not be the instructor.

In that case... at least don't write a review.

"But having said that, Comrade Ji Ruonan has to write a one-thousand-five-year review," Peng Yuqiu's expression softened, "The world is going downhill, after all, she is also an ex-girlfriend, and the punishment is so harsh."

Mu Cheng was stunned.

Then, after looking around half a circle, Mu Cheng approached Peng Yuqiu and asked mysteriously: "Speaking of which, is Ji Ruonan really Yan Ye's ex-girlfriend?"

"certainly."

"So sure?" Mu Cheng showed a slightly surprised expression.

"Have you forgotten how many years Chu Yun has been with Master Yan?" Peng Yuqiu smiled with his peach blossom eyes.

"How can he tell you this if he is such a rigid person?"

Peng Yuqiu stretched out his arms and hugged Mu Cheng's neck from behind. He said proudly, "You don't even know what relationship I have with him."

Mucheng: "..."

Yes, they are good friends with a tacit understanding, the best combination on the battlefield.

"Two instructors..."

Behind them, a shout came calmly in the wind, suddenly disrupting their thoughts.

The two of them froze, glanced at each other, then each took back the hand on the other's shoulder, and at the same time took a step aside in a tacit understanding, maintaining a certain distance.

At this point, the two of them turned around and looked behind them.

Mo Shangjun was standing behind them, with an upright posture, a smile on his face, and a leisurely expression, looking at them both with a smile.

"Ahem." Peng Yuqiu coughed, "What's the matter?"

"I'm passing by and stopping by to say hello." Mo Shangyun shrugged calmly.
To be continued...