The next day, Lao Xu led Shen Lian out of the village early in the morning.
No one knew what they were doing. Everyone was busy doing their own things, and not many people paid attention to this matter.
Coupled with Lao Xu's status in the team, no one would question Lao Xu's actions.
He must have his own reasons for doing things. This is how everyone thinks of Lao Xu.
In the days that followed, everyone was busy.
Both the original survivor team and Ye Hao's team, which has always been questioned, are preparing for the crisis that may come at any time.
Three days passed like this. In the evening, while everyone was eating, Wenquan Xin ran out mysteriously.
When I came back, I had something in my hand.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao asked curiously: "Xiao Wen, what are you doing here? What are you holding in your hand?"
"Hey, what do you think?" These two simple words undoubtedly aroused the emotions of everyone on the field.
You must know that these days, everyone is doing things under depression.
This repression comes from two aspects.
One is the mistrust between the two teams.
I can't tell what Ye Hao's team thinks, but after the suffering of the previous week, it is obvious that the original team of survivors are "discriminated" against Ye Hao.
Although this kind of "discrimination" has been suppressed by the survivors, overall there is still a clear difference compared with the previous activities of both parties.
The second one comes from physical fatigue.
The continuous cramming battles left everyone exhausted.
People like this naturally talk less. Over time, the atmosphere will naturally become dull and depressing.
And Wenquan Xin's sudden drama undoubtedly brought some fun to everyone's monotonous life.
Old Zhao shook his head and sighed: "Xiao Wen, your Uncle Zhao is already this old, so don't embarrass Uncle Zhao. Haha, can anyone guess what Xiao Wen got?"
Deliberately trying to adjust everyone's mood, and looking at everyone's curiosity, Zhao Yunhai cleverly turned the topic to the public.
As soon as he said this, Wang Zhongyu immediately said: "No need to guess, what kind of flag has this kid been talking about these two days? Looking at the cloth he is holding, it should be the flag he designed. Right?"
"Damn! So you're just boring, you're going to die later!?" Seeing that the drama was ruined, Wenquan Xin rolled his eyes in displeasure.
Lao Zhao smiled and consoled him: "Haha, Xiao Wen is really thoughtful. What kind of flag did you make?"
The topic changed, Wenquan Xin suddenly became energetic, he shrugged his shoulders and said with a playful voice effect: "Dang Dang Dang! Now it's time to witness the miracle."
Following the sound effect, Wenquan Xin unfolded the cloth in his hand little by little.
Everyone took a closer look and saw two rows of large characters written on the huge cloth:
The first row is written in Chinese: Victory Alliance;
The second row is the English annotation: imwiner;
After reading them all, Wu Chao immediately pointed to a winding pattern running through the canvas and said, "Uh, Xiao Wen, what is that little bug on top of you?"
As he spoke, Wu Chao pointed his fingers back and forth along the pattern twice, for fear that everyone would not understand the theme he was describing.
But just as Wu Chao finished speaking, Fangfang suddenly ran up to Wu Chao, pouted her little mouth and corrected her seriously: "Uncle Wu, that's not a bug, that's a dragon, a Chinese dragon!"
Wu Chao was momentarily stunned, and then subconsciously asked: "Is that a dragon?"
"Isn't it?" Fangfang asked.
Looking at the serious look of the little girl, Wu Chao didn't want to dampen the child's enthusiasm, so he forced a smile: "Well, Jing Fangfang said this, it's really a dragon, haha, it was Uncle Wu Chao who made a mistake just now. Oh, what, was this dragon painted by Fangfang?"
Seeing that her correction was confirmed, Fangfang's tight young face immediately showed a bright smile: "Well, I drew it."
This made sense, and Wu Chao nodded in understanding.
I think it's a good thing this wasn't done by Wenquan Xin, otherwise I would have despised you for the rest of my life.
"Ah! This is Fangfang's painting. It's so beautiful. Why doesn't Sister Weiyang know about it? When did Fangfang paint it?" Weiyang took Fangfang and held her on his lap to do it, gently shaving Fangfang. Fang's little nose asked.
Fangfang raised her little finger and pointed in the direction of Wenquan Xin: "Brother Xiao Wen asked me to draw it, and she asked me to keep it a secret."
Wenquan Xin felt a little embarrassed when Fangfang revealed the secret.
He scratched his head twice, cleared his throat and said loudly: "This idea mainly came from the flags dropped by those guys..."
As soon as he spoke, Wang Zhongyu joked from the side: "Darkness, all over the body is "swelling up". Hey, when did you become so literary, Xiao Wen? Can you still have fun? Is it possible to just speak in vernacular? ?”
"Get out of here! Why are you talking so much nonsense? Can you wait until I finish talking?"
Pouting his lips, Wang Zhongyu pretended to be defeated and spread his hands to signal Wenquan Xin to continue.
Wenquan Xin snorted twice and complained angrily: "Look at me, my train of thought has been disrupted by you."
After reorganizing it, he continued: "I just thought that those bastards all have flags. Our team has been developing for more than half a year. Why not also get a flag that belongs to us? Don't you see the revolutionary ancestors fighting? They were all holding the flags of their own troops. So I arranged this in private."
"Haha," Lao Zhao, who nodded and understood Wenquan Xin's original intention, said, "Xiao Wen is interested. Did you choose the name on this flag?"
"Of course!" He raised his lips with some pride: "The Alliance of Winners is meant to show that we are a gathering of winners. No matter what we encounter in the future, we will turn danger into disaster and turn danger into safety. As for "imwiner", it is the abbreviation of iamawiner. How about it, is it okay?"
"Hey, I really didn't realize it, Xiao Wen is really talented!" Wang Zhongyu praised with a mixture of ridicule and sincerity.
"Tch! That's natural! Let me tell you, don't underestimate this flag. Think of the time when we, the older generation, fought bloody battles against the enemy, and were able to rush forward regardless of our lives in the face of an enemy that was stronger than us. , why? Just because the red flag is the symbol of the Chinese military. The red flag will never fall! The military spirit will never be destroyed!"
Not to mention, although Wenquan Xin's words were simple and plain, what he said was the pride buried deep in the bones of every Chinese person.
Once upon a time, the Chinese ancestors and martyrs used unsightly weapons to repulse all kinds of wolves that tried to spy on our vast territory.
This is something that none of us should forget. No matter how the current world situation changes, no matter how external forces encircle us, the Dragon of China will eventually break through the siege and soar into the sky! (To be continued.).
