In the morning, Mo Shangjun and Ji Ruonan, as usual, did not participate in Zhong Tianhao's training.
They were only occasionally responsible for monitoring the progress of the trainees' training.
However, as soon as the training ended, Mo Shangjun, without even eating, went straight to the Dormitory Office Building.
More precisely, to Ya Tianxing's office.
The office door was open, and Ya Tianxing had just finished processing a report and was about to go to the cafeteria for lunch when he saw a figure flash by the doorway. He looked up curiously.
At the same time, he heard Mo Shangjun's crisp and forceful report—
"Reporting!"
It was unusual for her not to knock with a bang, bang, bang, but to call out "reporting," which piqued Ya Tianxing's interest, and he raised an eyebrow.
