Chapter 215

"Mo shangyun, when will drillmaster Yan come back?"

An unintentional question, let the members of the dining group, tacit agreement to stop action.

A pair of eyes, both consciously or unconsciously, looked at Mo shangyun.

Especially an Chen.

As other people know, the relationship between Mo shangyun and Yan Tianxing is certainly not as simple as ordinary instructors and students.

Yan GUI met Mo shangyun and Yan Tianxing as instructors together.

Lin Qi has seen Yan Tianxing come to the company many times to find Mo shangyun.

Duan Zimu is very clear about the training of instructors next month.

Only an Chen knew nothing about the relationship between Mo shangyun and Yan Tianxing. When Liang Zhiqiong asked this bluntly, he obviously said that the relationship between Mo shangyun and Yan Tianxing was not general.

Liang Zhiqiong is a casual question, but feel the atmosphere is not right, only slowly realize the problem.

"I don't know."

Mo shangyun responded faintly and finished the last mouthful of steamed bread.

"That's right," Yangui shrugged and came out to rescue him. "How can ink and ink know about drillmaster Yan?"

"She didn't go very close to the instructors," Liang Zhiqiong said naturally with a calm face. "Just ask."

In fact, she just wants to know when Yan Tianxing will come back to cure Pengyu autumn.

She was so angry.

Just looking for him, she finally threatened her with the snake, and "Comrade Liang Zhiqiong" one by one, pulling the relationship no further.

"When you're finished, you go on."

After finishing the last porridge, Mo shangyun stood up.

With that, he took the plastic garbage on the table and left the position.

Her every move attracted the attention of the rest of the table, but no one stopped her. At most, she said goodbye and watched her leave.

*

eight o'clock.

In the students' conjecture, the so-called classroom should be temporarily arranged - after all, the camp is built temporarily. Therefore, the imaginary classroom environment should be very poor.

However, this time it was not as they thought.

About two kilometers away from the camp, there is a small bungalow.

The house is not big, but it is very clean. There are several rooms. The biggest room in the middle is placed with tables and chairs. There are three rows in total, three positions in the left and right rows, six positions in the middle row, and two aisles in the middle. The seats are brand-new.

At a glance, it is estimated that there are about 150 positions.

students imagine sitting on the ground, hard teaching environment, in the classroom to see the moment, turned into a bubble illusion.

"One request, each group sitting next to each other."

Before entering the door, Peng Yuqiu, who was holding a textbook, pushed the glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose and explained to them.

Then, first into the classroom, came to the podium.

Students in line to enter the classroom, orderly choose a good position, no one loud noise, no quarrel, after each group selected a seat, randomly choose a seat.

As members of the 21st group, Mo shangyun and others ranked at the bottom.

First row, back tenth position.

An Chen, Lin Qi and Ni Zhen sit in the front row. Mo shangyun sits at the back by the window. To the right is Duanzi Mu and Yan GUI.

In their position, a notebook and two signing pens were uniformly distributed.

On the platform, Peng Yuqiu dressed up as a teacher. He slowly opened the multimedia and inserted the USB flash disk. Until the beginning of the lecture, he did not open the textbook about survival in the wild.

The students who pay attention to this point are silent.

This instructor Peng Well, it's interesting.

"Today, we are talking about food. In the wild, food is very important..."

Peng Yuqiu began his lecture on the platform.

In the back row, Mo shangyun played with his signature pen, his left elbow on the table, his fingers against his chin, and his eyes fell on the screen in front of him.

However, when other students are concentrating on taking notes, she is alone, in a state of mind wandering.

A pen, in addition to writing his name in the notebook, the other blank.

"Want to sleep?"

Ear side, suddenly came a low gentle voice.

Turning the pen between his fingers, Mo shangyun slightly tilted his head, and his eyes ran into the eyes of a pair of beautiful Danfeng. Through the deep eyes, he could clearly see himself at the moment.

There is no appearance of listening to the class seriously. Even, there is a little impatience between the eyebrows and eyes, which makes it difficult to calm down.

His eyes shifted slightly, and Mo shangyun saw the gentle eyebrows and eyes of Duanzi mu, and his smile was frivolous.

"Here you are."

Don't wait for Mo shangyun to answer, Duan Zimu puts his left hand on the table, just like a gesture of offering her a hand as a pillow.

He looked at him, then looked at the arm. Mo shangyun fell back and leaned on the table behind him. He said lazily, "don't sleep."Having said that, I can sit here idly, and I can't stop feeling sleepy when I don't have something to divert my attention.

With a nameless fire in his heart, Mo shangyun became more and more irritable, but did not show too much.

Duan Zimu stares at her for a moment.

Slightly pale face, two eyebrows unconsciously light frown, always calm and clear eyes, but at this time hidden a few boredom.

If you don't look carefully, you won't notice.

However, Mo shangyun was very close to him and was used to her breath of convergence. At the moment, she could easily detect even a little something wrong.

Mo shangyun gave him a warning glance.

With a smile, Duan Zimu took his sight back.

*

eleven o'clock.

Mu Cheng and Xiao chuyun come to the back door to see the situation.

The back door was open, and the appearance of the two people, it can be said that there was no half separation. However, when they stood still, what they saw was not Peng Yu Qiu, who was concentrating on teaching, but Mo shangyun, who was bored to sleep in the back row.

While others were writing hard, Mo shangyun leaned back, playing with a pen in his hand, and looked up at the multimedia screen slightly, wondering if he was listening.

Seeing this, Mu Cheng could not help but help his forehead.

Fortunately, he could leave before dark, otherwise he would have to study with Peng Yuqiu how to make Mo shangyun's attitude correct.

"When will the captain come back?" Xiao Chu Yun asked.

"It was supposed to be tonight," Mu Cheng said, "but the swallow said that he changed his flight and it should be earlier. I don't know exactly when. "

"Well." Xiao chuyun nodded slightly.

Immediately, Xiao chuyun asked again: "this Mo Shang Yun, always like this?"

"I don't know. It's my first time to see her in class." Mu Cheng is helpless.

Xiao chuyun looks at Mo shangyun.

As if feeling the general situation, Mo shangyun's movement of playing with his pen was stunned, and then he turned his head. In that moment, his sharp sight swept over, and his murderous look in his eyes, lengbu Ding ran into Xiao chuyun's.

A moment of confrontation.

Soon, a figure stood outside the window, a shadow through the window, scattered on the desk.

Mo shangyun quickly withdrew his sight, raised his eyebrows and swept towards the man outside the window.

This one look, but Leng for a moment.

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