Chapter 1221

It rained all day.

Compared with the morning, it seems to be a different scene. The drizzle turns into silver needles and falls in the light. The raindrops are pulled into threads and fall alternately.

As soon as the night wind blows, the drizzle comes in the face without avoiding. It is allowed to blow on the face, which is as fine as a needle. It is tangled and smashed on the skin, bringing a little coolness. A few drops fly into the eyes, and it seems to be suddenly wet.

Mo shangyun runs on the playground.

There were no laps and no targets. She ran at a very fast speed. The slender figure swept across the track, leaving a series of shadows.

The wind and rain beat and shuttled around her body. The wind was growing under her feet. When her military boots stepped in the puddle, there was water splashing. But she had already left her original place when the water drops landed.

Mo shangyun thought of Chen Lu.

This is inevitable.

She's standing here in military uniform, and everything she has comes from them.

When Su Mingsha left, she did not want to refuse military training, because it was integrated into all her life when she was young. At that time, she was created because of those training, so she not only did not slack off, but was more harsh on herself.

No one else is in charge of her, so she is in charge of herself.

No one will supervise her any more, so she will double supervise herself.

She can't lose those things. She can only change herself.

Time can forget a lot of things, after a long time, she can only remember how to train, but it is difficult to remember those depressing scenes.

But Chen Lu is not the same.

She knows that everything she has learned will not change because of Chen Lu's departure. However, she only recognizes Chen Lu, a teacher who lives in the wild. When she sees step by step and sees a lot of familiar knowledge, she will think of Chen Lu uncontrollably.

Chen Lu is the most gentle one among her masters. Although it's hard to see it just by looking, he always seems to have no temper. When all the masters try to deal with her, he is the only one who will watch them make trouble.

In my memory, Chen Lu in military uniform, Chen Lu in gentle teaching, Chen Lu helping cook, and Chen Lu on the last side.

Her memory is very good, so she still remembers what Chen Lu looked like in the Criminal Police Brigade. She couldn't say whether she was shocked or pathetic. She accepted it like numbness because Cen was beside her, because she couldn't find anything else to do except accept. She would not collapse, cry or be at a loss.

Such a thing happened, and then, she had to find a way to understand.

That's what she was thinking.

She always has the clearest judgment.

However, the strong psychological quality does not prove that she can understate and bear all things, but she is better at suppressing her emotions and not showing them in front of outsiders.

Chen Lu died in this city. He was tortured to death for an almost absurd reason, even in the wilderness.

She took revenge, but that doesn't mean the memories will be erased.

Less than half a year has passed.

She couldn't listen to the lecture so clearly that she could repeat it. All the teaching was not far from the same, and the courses she taught were also similar. There was nothing she wanted to learn, only the familiarity that stimulated her countless memories. So she tried to avoid sleeping, writing notes for Ding Jing, and running on the playground. She even prepared to be deducted a lot of points to support the outdoor survival course.

Mo shangyun breathed deeply, the cold air poured into his lungs, and then he was exhaled with a hot breath.

She recalled a lot of things, memories make her mind confused, so she needs some time to calm down.

What she didn't know was how long she had been running on the track and how long her other eyes were watching in the rain.

The red spots of cigarettes are clearly extinguished, intermittent, but never disappear.

Until she stopped, panting, slowly holding her knees squatting down, the red light was extinguished. She stood in the corner for a long time, looked at it silently for a while, and finally turned around and disappeared in the dark.

She is always so wanton and arrogant, so some scenes, she would not like to be seen.

He will wait for the day when she is willing to show him.

But that's not now.

*It was not until before the exam that Mo shangyun returned to the classroom.

Although the rain is small outside, Mo shangyun, who has been running in the rain for about an hour, is already wet. His newly dry hair is once again wet and clings to his body. There are drops of water dropping down the ends of his hair and immersing in the training coat, which makes the color darker.

After running, she had a rest for a while, and now she has calmed down. Although her face is not pink after exercise, it has a nearly transparent white. The white skin and short black hair form a sharp contrast. Without the cover of the training cap, the visual conflict becomes more and more obvious. At first glance, it reveals a touch of surprise in the confusion, which makes people breathe for no reason Stagnation.Just like this, Mo shangyun suddenly appeared at the front door of the classroom, which disturbed many people's sight.

"Report."

Mo shangyun yelled.

Bu Yirong looked at her and said, "come in."

After that, he began to lecture again, as if Mo shangyun had no interest in what he was going to do and why he had become so.

Therefore, under his calm reaction and neglect of Mo shangyun, many students who were very curious about him naturally took their eyes back and turned their attention to the projector in front of them.

Mo shangyun walked into the classroom calmly, and then returned to his previous position after Ding Jing gave up his seat.

"Mo Mo," Yan GUI leaned forward and said to Mo shangyun in a low voice, "is it cold? Do you want my coat?"

"Yes."

When he fell back, Mo shangyun was closer to him. He hooked his lower lip in response.

Yan GUI was pleased and took off his coat.

Mo shangyun took off his wet coat, put it by the window, and then put on Yan GUI's coat. Although it was a little big, it was still warm. Some frozen fingers gradually regained consciousness.

If it was training, she would refuse Yan GUI's coat.

But now she needs hands that can move freely, and a brain that can think actively after she recovers her temperature.

The spring breeze is sharp

I usually exercise at night. I can't feel it. It's really cold to sit down indoors.

Yan returned to the joy of "ink and ink wearing his own coat" and was foolishly happy alone. Because his giggling really affected Yan's concentration, Yan threw Yan GUI's elbow and asked him to put his mind back in class. From time to time, when he saw Mo shangyun sitting in front of him, he still giggled.

"The rest of the time is for you to review."

After the lecture in advance to allow, very tolerant to say.

After that, he looked in the direction of Northern Jiangsu and said, "018 classmate, you can sit down."

"Yes."

After standing in Subei for three hours, he finally returned to his position.

Bu Yirong unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, drank water, and then laughed at the provocative sight of Northern Jiangsu.

At this time, sitting in the back of Northern Jiangsu, Mo shangyun keenly found that Bu Yirong and Yan Tianxing's water cups were actually of the same type.

No.

To be precise, it's for lovers.

Because although the style is the same, the color of the bottle cap is slightly different.

"Sister su."

Mo shangyun called to the front.

"Well?"

Subei fell back and crossed his legs.

Mo shangyun glanced in the direction of Bu Yirong, and then approached the ear side of Northern Jiangsu, and said in a low voice: "don't give up the fight against the evil forces."

“…… I'll try. " Subei said so.

Listening to their words in the ear, Duan Mu quietly returned Mo shangyun's notebook to him.

"Thank you," Mo shangyun took the notebook, did not look at it, but directly said, "you can find me for the answer."

“…… No

The part of the mouth slightly smoke.

Good intentions were rejected, Mo shangyun did not mind, and sat back well.

"Training?" Ding Jing, who was still studying his handwriting, took time to ask Chao Mo shangyun.

"Well."

The answer that can be seen at a glance is admitted by Mo shangyun. Ding Jing also thinks that it is normal. But after thinking about it, Ding Jing feels that something is wrong, and then asks, "punished?"

“…… Well. "

Hesitating again and again, Mo shangyun still let Yan Tianxing carry the black pot.

I'm afraid that's what I expected. After getting the answer, Ding Jing turned the matter over. Soon she pushed her notebook to Mo shangyun and asked, "what are the 25 kinds of wild vegetables that are widely distributed in China?"

Mo shangyun took a look at her Didn't you give science popularization a few days ago? "

Ding Jing was puzzled, "when did it happen?"

Mo shangyun sighed, "tell him which wild vegetables you can eat."

At that time, big brother Ding also gained a lot of respect.

"I know all the common names, nicknames and dialects. Aren't there any difference between scientific names and common names?"

“……”

Mo Shang Yun took the pen speechless and wrote down 25 kinds of them for her. He also gave her some nicknames.

Seeing that she was so straightforward, Ding Jing asked her a few more questions. Although the students had a lot of skills, they were limited by theoretical knowledge, but we had to admit that Ding Jing's attitude was very serious.

This kind of seriousness is rarely seen in Ding Jing.

She is not as used to class as other students. On the contrary, she even seems to be out of tune with the surrounding environment, but she is fully involved in the class. As long as she wanted, she could get rid of all the influence of her whole body at any time, and there was an indescribable After careful description, Mo shangyun felt that this should be anxiety.Maybe even Ding Jing didn't realize that he was forcing himself to learn.

*

with five minutes to go before the exam, bu Yirong randomly points a few codes to check the notes.

Bu Yirong didn't ask them to take their notebooks up for inspection. Instead, they just went to the code and looked at their notebooks.

These should be a little distracted in class, and the notes were not satisfactory. Two points were deducted from all of them. However, bu Yirong didn't even look at the notebook of Subei. He politely said hello to Subei and crossed out two points in front of Subei.

Northern Jiangsu can only sneer.

It was like this for five minutes.

Mo shangyun and Duan Zimu, who thought they would be checked for taking notes, found that Bu Yirong left the area after inspecting Subei.

Duan Zimu and Mo shangyun couldn't help but exchange their eyes.

Is it really so tolerant?

Bu Yirong seems to have his own set of criteria, some of which are unreasonable, but he can not deny his set of criteria.

He is extremely loose and extremely strict. These two things are mixed together in a strange way. He doesn't feel at all against him. On the contrary, he has a flavor of "this is his style of doing things".

If he doesn't use a couple's cup with Yan Tianxing, Mo shangyun may give him a very high score with a fair and objective attitude.

But Reality.

As the exam papers were handed out, two rows of teachers came into the classroom.

They're standing in the hallway, with the student's scoreboard in their hands, monitoring their tests.

I've seen this posture. I've been numb, but I've been scared out of a cold sweat for the first time, especially those who are relatively timid I'm staring at you with a pair of sharp eyes. I can't even write my name, OK?

Originally, all of them had been made to feel a little empty.

"Write better."

When he got the test paper, Mo Shang Yun told Ding Jing.

"Look at the mood." Ding Jing responds stubbornly.

With a slight smile, Mo shangyun looked at the test paper in his hand, scanned all the questions in two minutes, then wrote down the number of 005, and then began to answer the questions.

Ninety percent of them are what we learned today, and the rest are more flexible subjective questions.

From the beginning of writing the first answer, Mo shangyun's pen works continuously. She seems to know all the answers when she is looking at the questions. She is only responsible for filling in the answers one by one. There is no time to stop. She writes down all the way smoothly. Just half of the time, Mo shangyun has filled out the whole paper.

Although there is a goal of "full marks", the conceited Xueba doesn't need to check again, so after filling in the last answer, he directly covers the pen and puts it down.

She picked up the test paper and handed it to the teacher who stood in the hallway, staring at her in the hallway.

Noticing Mo shangyun's action of handing in his paper, Ding Jing looks at his own paper.

“……”

Shit, she's only one-third of it!

What kind of metamorphosis is mo shangyun?!

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