"Brother Zhang, look cool, stretch your neck, and expose your blade-like jawline."
Han Jiangxue put her arm around Zhang Xiangbei's shoulder and held up the mobile phone pole with the other hand, teaching Zhang Brother how to look concave.
"so?"
Brother Zhang, who was wearing a Beimang military uniform and a merit medal hanging on his chest, turned his head to cooperate, with a murderous look in his eyes.
"Put your chin up, be cool, be fierce, put away your taste as a Beimang chef, and remember, you are now a Beimang legend respected by thousands of people, Zhang, Xiang, Bei!"
Click.
Han Jiangxue freezes each photo on her phone.
Some are evil, some are arrogant, some are cold and arrogant, and of course, there is also the retro style with crooked lips.
Han Jiangxue was also unambiguous. She wore a very expensive princess dress, put on beautiful makeup, and was dressed in gold and silver. It was as grand as a wedding.
Brother Zhang coaxed him for several days, but Xuebao ignored him and violently cold-blooded Brother Zhang.
As a last resort, Brother Zhang had no choice but to put on his military uniform, hang up his heavy merit plaque, and stand in front of Xuebao who was following the drama.
On the spot, Xuebao's eyes turned red.
Not that I want to cry, but that I want to fuck.
He pushed the cool Zhang Xiangbei to the floor and "executed the Fa" on the spot.
Then he burned incense and took a bath, dragging Brother Zhang to take photos all night long.
If he wasn't afraid of bad influence, President Han would have to make a guest appearance as Teacher Han to record everything so that he could have something exciting and add some emotion when doing things in the future.
At the end of the filming, Mr. Han’s lady’s face was frozen in laughter, and her little rose-petaled cherry mouth was crooked in smile.
Looking at the time, it was already half past two in the morning.
"Sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow to catch up with the infield!"
Brother Zhang was just about to change into pajamas, but Xuebao pushed Brother Zhang down on the bed: "Sleeping in your clothes is exciting."
Brother Zhang twitched his lips and could only bite the bullet and sleep in his military uniform and his belt.
The military uniform was of great shape and hard quality, and it made your whole body tingle when you slept.
Xuebao didn't mind at all, he held his neck, lifted his legs, and put his head on Brother Zhang's lap, with a proud face on his face.
"Brother Zhang, good night."
"Good night."
In the darkness, the two of them intertwined their fingers. The man's palm was steady and strong, but the woman's hand was damp and sweaty.
Wake up.
There was no one beside the bed.
The quilt was completely cold.
Han Jiangxue had no idea when Brother Zhang got up, but she communicated with Brother Zhang last night. If it was inconvenient, then everyone would go their separate ways. Anyway, with Zhao Changying leading the way, she was not afraid of not being able to find the base gate and not be able to enter. Infield.
Touching Brother Zhang's cold quilt, Han Jiangxue's heart trembled slightly.
With this bitch's ability, it would be easy for him to leave her, even if he disappears from the world.
Ding dong.
The phone rang.
It was a WeChat message from Zhao Changying: "Hurry up, stop the ink stains."
"oh."
Han Jiangxue simply washed up, applied some makeup and went out.
"I thought you were going to dress up." Zhao Changying glanced sideways at Han Jiangxue with complicated eyes. "Dressed so plainly?"
"Beautiful people are always dressed up in whatever they wear."
Han Jiangxue put on her seat belt and lost the charming charm she had when getting along with Brother Zhang. Although her tone was still loud, her voice was a bit deep.
"As beautiful as your father." Zhao Changying frowned, stepped on the accelerator and drove the car himself.
The military base is in the suburbs, and the Longqian Villa is in another suburb. The distance is far, but it creates some private space for the mother and daughter.
Zhao Changying drove steadily, occasionally glancing sideways at her daughter, and asked abruptly: "Maybe you still don't quite understand what the name Zhang Xiangbei means."
"It doesn't mean that he is wearing a military uniform in front of you, it is Zhang Xiangbei."
"It's not like there are a few big shots who admire him around him to cheer him up, it's Zhang Xiangbei."
Zhao Changying took a deep breath and frowned: "Do you know what he will become if you push him out and push him to the high platform where everyone is watching, and how your life will change?"
Han Jiangxue sat quietly in the passenger seat, just pursed her lips slightly and made no sound.
A look of sadness flashed across Zhao Changying's eyes.
He sighed and said, "Actually, I don't know either."
Zhao Changying and Zhang Xiangbei were not familiar with each other.
I haven't even been in the same circle.
Of course, if these words were to be put in Brother Zhang's mouth, it might be another way of saying it.
Drive all the way to the secret base.
Zhao Changying led Han Jiangxue to the infield seats very close to the main podium.
Flags of various countries were flying at the scene.
In front of the formation, tens of thousands of elite troops from various countries roared like tigers and dragons, emitting a strong killing atmosphere.
These elites have all experienced the baptism of battlefields in foreign lands. They are the sharpest knives among sharp knives and the warriors who survived the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in this so-called peaceful era.
Zhao Changying just glanced at it, then his heart surged and he felt an invisible pressure.
This sense of oppression is different from that of officialdom.
It's the real deal, it'll make your hair stand on end and make you suffocate.
There is also a surge of blood boiling in my heart.
What she said in the car was not to comfort her daughter.
But I really don’t know what Zhang Xiangbei means.
Whether outside the wall or inside the wall.
In Zhao Changying's eyes, the impression Zhang Xiangbei gave her was that of an arrogant person who bullied others.
A bastard who kept calling her Xiao Zhao.
But it was such a bastard who stepped onto the top of the military, causing countless countries with bad relations with China to gnash their teeth and change their tone.
He is even prohibited from entering his own territory, not to mention business or tourism.
Inside the base, the wind was howling, and tens of thousands of dark elites from various countries stood in front of the formation.
"salute!"
Sudden.
Military dignitaries near the rostrum stamped their feet and saluted.
Bang bang bang.
Soon, the military predators headed by Ye Zhengting Longfei appeared.
Behind him were four unparalleled war gods and countless famous military bosses.
They are as powerful as a rainbow and full of majesty.
But when these terrifying bosses in charge of the military showed up, no one came to the podium.
Instead, he consciously separated the two sides, turned around, and saluted the young man standing alone in the middle of the road, wearing Beimang military uniform.
Long Fei took the lead in shouting: "Salute!"
The tens of thousands of elites from various countries in the audience were silent.
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PS: Guarantee three and compete for four tomorrow. If four is not achieved, we will continue three the day after tomorrow. Good night everyone~
