Yuan Jun said unconvinced, "Zuo was just punching a tiger in the South Mountains and kicking a dragon in the North Sea. Isn't that what we saw today?"
Li Kuiyong laughed so honestly that he said, "He is indeed an ordinary person. When Zhong Yuemin talks, he can't even boast at all."
After all, he is a man who works to support his family. Li Kuiyong's words were a little less aggressive and more steady, which made Jiang Hua look at him with admiration.
Everyone bowed to the end, and Yuan Jun had no room for an attack, so he could only sit down boredly. Zhong Yuemin, on the other hand, looked at Li Kuiyong in a strange way. This was by no means the Li Kuiyong he knew.
After breakfast, a group of people came to the entrance of the theater. The ticket window was already full of people, with benches and bricks forming a long queue in an orderly manner.
Jingle bells, bursts of melodious bicycle bells rang, and many young men dressed as generals and nuns appeared from all directions. Their expressions were uniformly unruly and unruly. Only when they saw the same kind of people, they would show a trace of their faces.
smile.
Li Yuanchao was facing due north, straddling his bicycle diagonally, greeting each veteran leader with his eyes, mixed with American military salutes.
No one was left out, including Zhong Yuemin and Jiang Hua. This is a person who has no leaks, so it's no wonder that they are prosperous.
Zhong Yuemin said with a smile: "Why don't we go up and have a chat? Since I knew he was ambitious, I have become more interested in him."
Jiang Hua said nonchalantly: "Let's talk then. Don't expose people. Now the veterans in the capital still need such a big flag to poke them. If you expose him, someone will use him as a banner. You definitely won't
Do so."
"If the ghost is willing to be the banner, he should be Li Yuanchao."
Zhong Yuemin took the lead and walked towards Li Yuanchao. Before he could speak, Li Yuanchao spoke first.
"Yuemin, I knew you had to come. Such a thing would not be lively without you."
Zhong Yuemin opened his eyes and lied: "We are different. You are here to win status. I am a loyal lover of ballet art, not to mention that I am a member of the Red Detachment of Women. This is a good opportunity to receive organizational education."
After it was over, Zhong Yuemin also said to Jiang Hua: "Brother, do you think what I said is right?"
"That's because we were born in a new society and grew up under the red flag. We have long since escaped from low-level tastes."
Li Yuanchao couldn't help the two of them. After all, he was still young and had not yet learned to speak official dialect and clichés.
"Ocean, you're here too."
Li Yuanchao could only change the topic, but Zhang Haiyang arrived, so he said hello to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"Then it must come. Such a thing of separation would not have to happen without me, Zhang Haiyang."
The arrogant words made Zhong Yuemin very angry, because once upon a time, he thought the same way.
Dang, dang, ding, three bells rang, and the theater went to work. I saw two female employees in the office walking into the ticket window carrying two wooden boxes.
"Here we go."
The crowd in the queue began to get restless. They had been queuing all night just for this moment, for a ticket, so that they could enjoy the graceful dance of the Red Detachment of Women.
Crowds of people flocked to the ticket window, but the queue was still neat.
Li Yuan smiled and said to the people around him: "Ticket sales have started. It's our turn to show off our talents. Let's go ahead."
The veterans walked to the ticket window in groups. As for the team, wherever I stand, that is the team.
Of course, the rest of the people queuing up to buy tickets were dissatisfied, so the brave ones began to attack the veterans' camp, and the timid ones used words to accuse them.
A veteran took out a kitchen knife from his shoulder bag and raised it high above his head. The bright blade shocked the commotion of the crowd.
Zhong Yuemin and Yuan Jun were also about to buy tickets. Jiang Hua did not move, but shouted to Zhong Yuemin: "Yuemin, buy two more tickets."
Zhong Yuemin was puzzled and glanced at Jiang Hua. Jiang Hua pointed to the other side and turned his head. He happened to see Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun as anxious as ants on a hot pot. With this attitude, they would definitely not be able to buy tickets today.
Zhong Yuemin understood immediately, squeezed into the crowd, threw down the money, and grabbed six tickets in a cool manner.
At this time, it showed what it means to value sex over friends. After getting the ticket, Zhong Yuemin walked towards Zhou Xiaobai in a hurry.
Zheng Tong stood next to Jiang Hua, shook his head and said: "This guy is pure and simple, he values sex over friends, what a miserable fate it will be to be friends with him."
Jiang Hua cupped Zheng Tong with his arm and said cowardly: "Don't be discouraged, maybe I can help you solve your personal problem."
"As for him, as long as he doesn't take away my personal problems, I will be like Amitabha."
"Zhong Yuemin still has some loyalty. He still understands that friends and wives should not be bullied."
Zheng Tong rolled his eyes: "I can't count on him."
Zhong Yuemin, Zhou Xiaobai, and Luo Yun were laughing and joking and didn't know what to say. They were too far apart and couldn't hear anything. Finally, Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun pushed their bicycles away with satisfaction, and Zhong Yuemin came back with a look of unfinished business.
“It’s over with focusing on sex over friends.”
Zhong Yuemin seemed not to have heard and divided the votes between Jiang Hua and Zheng Tong. His shamelessness was unfathomable.
At this time, Zheng Tong was joking with Zhong Yuemin. Jiang Hua looked around and saw that the people waiting in line had already bought their tickets. The rest of the people in line began to buy tickets in an orderly manner. It was nothing, and they could go home.
At this time, Jiang Hua suddenly discovered something. There were many stubborn people coming, and they all seemed to move towards Li Yuanchao consciously.
Jiang Hua patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder and said, "Something's going to happen!"
Zhong Yuemin looked around and saw nothing unusual, so he asked, "What happened?"
"Don't you think there are a lot of stubborn people around Li Yuanchao?"
Zhong Yuemin's strategic vision should be pretty good, and he immediately discovered the problem.
"They are approaching Li Yuanchao and want to outflank him."
Just when Zhong Yuemin was about to remind Li Yuanchao loudly, a gray shadow flashed past, and a man stood opposite Li Yuanchao.
Zhong Yuemin picked up the bayonet in his satchel and rushed forward. Zhang Haiyang noticed Zhong Yuemin rushing out, and followed Zhong Yuemin's footsteps and rushed over.
When they came to Li Yuanchao, they discovered that Li Yuanchao had been restrained by someone, and a stubborn man put a bayonet against Li Yuanchao's stomach.
Li Yuanchao said with disdain: "You are just a little bastard, you have the guts to show up, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to leave?"
"You, Li Yuanchao, came to see me with great fanfare. If I didn't show up, I wouldn't be giving you face. Besides, I heard that women who dance ballet don't even wear clothes. Brothers also want to see the Red Detachment of Women. Could you please help us buy it?"
Voted."
After saying that, the little bastard waved to Li Yuanchao, saying, hand over your ticket.
