Chapter 1217

Squadron one, office building.

After the meeting, Yan Hanyu sorted out the points list of today's statistics, and then knocked on the door of the team leader's office with a stack of data.

The light is on in the office, and Yan Tianxing works in it.

After hearing the knock on the door, Yan Tianxing's voice came from inside: "come in."

Yan Hanyu pushed the door and entered.

"What's the matter?"

After scanning Yan Hanyu's stack of materials, Yan Tianxing's eyebrows were twisted unconsciously.

Yan Hanyu saw it, but he still walked on stubbornly.

"This is the assessment result of the first team today."

Yan Hanyu now puts the first portion on the table.

"This is the result of today's student assessment. You have to see it again." Put the second on.

"This is the record of students' points deducted today." Put in the third.

"This is the course arrangement of the students and the teachers." Put the fourth on.

"This is the arrangement for this year. Please confirm it."

The last stack, all on it.

There are many things.

Yan Hanyu can put these materials one by one without changing one's face. If you change one person, you will run away in the middle.

Yan Tianxing pulled out the third one and then looked at their deduction.

The points are marked according to the code name. When Yan Tianxing turned to the first page, he noticed that there were all blanks behind 005 (Mo shangyun), and there was no record of deduction.

After that, he browsed the rest of the students and found that there was no similar situation. At least one point was deducted.

Putting these pieces of paper down, Yan Tianxing looked up at Yan Hanyu and said, "do you know Mo shangyun?"

I've heard that Yan Hanyu grew up in the same courtyard as Mo shangyun, but Mo shangshuang, the elder brother, can't tell Mo shangyun one, two, three or four. Most of the things are heard by ear, not to mention Yan Hanyu. Therefore, Yan Tianxing never asked Yan Hanyu about Mo shangyun.

After a pause, Yan Hanyu said, "I don't know."

"Well."

Yan Tianxing answered as expected.

Yan Hanyu said again, "but she is very good."

It's rare to see Yan Hanyu evaluate a person like this. Yan Tian and Xing Rao pick their eyebrows at Yan Hanyu with interest.

Yan Tianxing said, "talk about it."

"It is..." Yan Hanyu's thick eyebrows locked, and finally said, "very powerful."

He couldn't say why.

But whether it is willpower or learning ability, until now, Yan Hanyu has never met a second.

Half ring, Yan Hanyu said: "if there is no accident, she can end the assessment without deducting one point."

"Oh?"

"She's been trained like this all the time." Yan Hanyu's expression is very positive.

Of course, this is also under the premise of "no accident".

If Mo shangyun wants to "do" or has to deduct her points for other reasons, she can't make such a guarantee.

Yan Tianxing didn't question Yan Hanyu's statement. He took out his fourth course schedule and took a look at it. At last, he saw a certain name and looked a little.

A little familiar, as if From the National University of science and technology?

I don't know if I know Mo shangyun.

After that, I saw the course arrangement for tonight.

Yan Tianxing asked, "is it a wild life tonight?"

"Well."

Yan Tianxing squinted slightly and thought of Chen Lu unconsciously.

What he knew was that Chen Lu was a field survival teacher of Mo shangyun. Most of his knowledge about wild life came from Chen Lu.

Chen Lu also participated in the compilation of several army field survival textbooks, and his knowledge in this field is obvious.

He has to go and have a look.

*

classroom.

Bu Yirong's lecture was easy to understand and humorous, and all the participants were attentive and interested.

However, bu Yirong's lecture speed is very fast. He never repeats any knowledge points, and turns over the chapter after he has given it once.

There is no time like in school to repeat a knowledge point again and again with them, they have a lot of things to learn, but give them little time.

Students are also aware of this. They listen carefully and take notes. They strive to control these knowledge in the shortest possible time without wasting their usual rest time.

Even Liang Zhiqiong, who usually doesn't like to listen to the class, is listening attentively at the moment. Her eyes are fixed on the projection screen in front of her. She keeps a uniform signature pen in her hand and makes notes in her notebook. Occasionally, she misses one or two key points. She will take time to look at the notes of Tang poetry of "excellent students" and quickly record them.

Liang Zhiqiong is not good in this way, but she is also trying to learn in her own way.

Of course, there are some exceptions.For example, from the very beginning, Mo shangyun had never heard of a sentence.

As well as sitting in front of Mo shangyun, bored to turn the pen, some of the northern Jiangsu is difficult to concentrate.

Subei is also a headstrong person, but she is not the same as Mo shangyun. Mo shangyun's attitude is not correct after controlling, and Northern Jiangsu is not interested in understanding.

To be exact, she likes real fighting, but she doesn't like theoretical knowledge.

Just as she likes shooting rather than leading soldiers, give her a group of soldiers, and she can practice shooting with them every day, but she doesn't want to take care of other things at all.

In the field of survival, Northern Jiangsu did have a certain understanding, and accumulated a lot of knowledge, but they were forced to do nothing. At that time, they were thrown into the jungle or on the island to learn a little through actual observation, rather than actively learning from textbook knowledge.

If it's a strange instructor, Subei may force himself to attend the class, but the one in class now is the one who gave her directions last time

It's not nice to see his face.

Moreover, the other side often seems to have no ground to look at her, so that the northern Jiangsu all over the defensive state, it is difficult to concentrate on the class.

What she can do is to write a few words in her notebook occasionally, but all the knowledge points mentioned by Bu Yirong are in the left ear and out in the right ear.

In half an hour, I will briefly introduce all kinds of plants and some typical examples.

Soon, step to capacity on the uninterrupted change of a courseware.

This time the content is more detailed, it is related to the topography, climate and plants of cloud province.

Before the lecture, bu Yirong swept his eyes and sat on the wall of moshangyun and Subei.

Subei held his forehead with his hand, slightly leaning his head, holding a pen in his hand, which seemed to be in the state of taking notes, but his fingers were still, as if he were drowsy.

Mo shangyun is more direct. From the beginning of the lecture to now, let alone look at the projector, she even does not lift her head, and her intention of refusing to attend the class can not be more obvious.

Helplessly, he raised his eyebrows and stepped to let a piece of chalk appear in his hand. As he raised his hand, the chalk flew straight in the direction of both of them.

At the moment when she felt the abnormal movement in the air, Subei opened her eyes at the first time. However, the light from the corner of her eyes only had time to flash a white shadow. Then she saw that "hidden weapon" passed through the gap between her and Duan Zimu and flew directly behind her.

The goal is I wipe, Mo shangyun?!

Northern Jiangsu felt quite sober.

But she didn't hear what the chalk hit.

In front of her, she did not see that, in the moment when the chalk hit Mo shangyun's head, her hand, which had been lying on the desk, suddenly lifted up and accurately held the chalk in her hand.

The chalk that shuttles through nearly half of the classroom, after drawing a white arc in the air, finally disappears in Mo shangyun's hands.

The student who saw this scene had a big mouth and could almost swallow an egg.

It's the step of throwing chalk, but I'm not surprised to see such a scene.

In view of the fact that many of his eyes were focused on himself, Mo shangyun opened his eyes and then got up from the desk.

She raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows. Her eyelids were half drooping and she didn't fully open them. She fell back sleepily. Then she murmured, "Miss Bu, you lost your chalk."

As soon as the lazy voice fell to the ground, she lifted her hand. As soon as the chalk reached her hand, the brush was thrown towards the direction of step to capacity.

It seems to be a very casual movement, but both the strength and the direction are very accurate. With just a slight lift of the hand, the chalk falls into his hand.

Thank you very much

Step to allow light smile said, the voice is gentle and pleasant to hear, such as slow trickle.

Without the expected anger, Mo Shang Yun was slightly stunned, and then he opened his eyes completely.

She raised her eyebrows, raised her eyelids, slightly tilted her head, and looked at the steps beside the platform.

Bu Yirong looked at her with a gentle and calm expression, and could not find any dissatisfaction or anger.

The instructor's "good temper" inevitably surprised Mo shangyun.

Deputy leader of the first squadron of gs9 I'm sure I'm not in a good temper.

Then, she heard Bu Yirong say, "classmate 005, please call 018 in front of you."

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