Zhao Changying twitched the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that the height, weight, temperament, and even hairstyle on the stage were exactly the same as the man named Zhang, I couldn't help but glare at Han Jiangxue: "Don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense." Han Jiangxue said firmly. "That one on the stage is definitely a fake! Brother Zhang's Adam's apple turned to ash, and I won't admit it!"
"Keep your voice down!" Zhao Changying shrank his neck like a thief. "Did you conclude that Zhang Xiangbei was fake on stage just based on his Adam's apple?"
"Of course." Han Jiangxue was both regretful and lucky. The pretty lady's face was filled with arrogance. "Brother Zhang's Adam's apple, I touch it every day, and there's nothing wrong with it."
"You have sharp eyes and you know what you are doing?"
Zhao Changying's temper also rose: "Commander Ye fights with Zhang Xiangbei every day, are you more familiar with it than you? Ren Longfei has been with Zhang Xiangbei for ten years. He is a comrade who has been through fire and wind. How can he still do it?" Don’t you know Zhang Xiangbei better than you? Even standing together, they couldn’t tell that it was a fake. You are so far away and you can make a conclusion based on just an Adam’s apple? Are you Han Banxian?"
Han Jiangxue said calmly: "I don't know why they didn't recognize it? Maybe they were too stressed and didn't sleep well last night, so they were in a trance."
Zhao Changying was also a little confused when seeing Xuebao's face, which showed that even if the guy on the stage took off his mask to reveal the stinking face of the chef, he would still be tough.
Is that guy on stage really not Zhang Xiangbei?
Is it just launched by the military to build momentum and put psychological pressure on the elites of various countries?
Zhao Changying knew something about the military exercise. The big bosses were under a lot of pressure, especially the old war gods who had returned. They were all famously warlike and had fought representative battles in foreign battlefields.
But looking at the group of military bosses who followed the stage, they all looked in awe of the masked man. The fear in their eyes could not be deceived.
The whole world didn't see through that the guy on the stage was a fake, but she, Han Banxian, was the only one who figured it out?
"Han Banxian, why don't you do the math? Your Brother Zhang is not really dead, so why did you get a substitute to take the stage? Anyway, he doesn't show up, and it doesn't count as a formal comeback. Isn't it safer to sit there? It's more intimidating. ? This is going to be exposed, how long will it take to come to Taiwan?"
Zhao Changying said with a strange air.
"Don't you understand this?" Han Jiangxue looked arrogant. "My brother Zhang knows that I am sensitive, worried, and suspicious. If he really comes on stage, he is afraid that I will have low self-esteem, so he will just make a fake one to calm down the situation. How can you understand Brother Zhang like me? He doesn't do things so frivolously. As long as I am happy, he dares to do anything. He doesn't care whether his secret will be exposed or whether he will not come to power. Even if there is an accident, he will reveal the truth. The first day you met my brother Zhang? Even if the truth is revealed, He can plug the hole with his thumb."
Zhao Changying's stomach acid almost came out of his throat. He glanced sideways at Han Jiangxue: "Then he is really a fucking love saint."
Han Jiangxue shrugged: "It's true that she is a little bit love-minded, just like me."
"Then Han Banxian, let me figure it out if you get hurt. If there is a counterfeit on this stage, then where is your brother Zhang now?" Zhao Changying said in a strange tone.
"There's a high probability that we'll be strategizing at the command center, and we'll have all the plans." Han Jiangxue said without hesitation. "Brother Zhang gave a few random instructions. Isn't it easy to win this military exercise?"
"You are such a fucking licking dog." Zhao Changying gritted his teeth.
Han Jiangxue was not ashamed, but proud. Just as she was about to fight back, her cell phone rang.
When I looked at WeChat, I saw that it was from Zhang Ruoyu: "Are you handsome?"
There is also a cute animated picture at the end.
"Normal." Han Jiangxue's heart was so swollen that it almost overflowed. "Not as handsome as the photos on my phone."
Brother Zhang soon sent another picture of him giving a thumbs up, rubbing it secretly as if to imply something.
"Praise me." Han Jiangxue's red lips curled up, her face full of arrogance.
In order to push Brother Zhang to the stage, Xuebao's heart almost broke.
But Brother Zhang made her take off all the burden of her thoughts with just a casual move.
This dog man is so nice...
"You're so smart."
Han Jiangxue's pretty face was filled with the tenderness of a married woman, and she was so beautiful that she was bubbling with beauty.
"Keep it a secret for me."
When Zhang Ruoyu ended the conversation before the battle, he didn't know whether it was a warning or a show of affection: "You are the first to see the mystery."
"That's right, Brother Zhang, you still don't understand me? I'm very strict with my words."
After waiting for a long time to see Brother Zhang, there was no reply.
Han Jiangxue secretly glanced at Zhao Changying and handed her the phone: "I feel so bad after reading this. This is a national secret. If the secret is leaked, I can't protect you."
After Zhao Changying read the content on WeChat, his scalp instantly became numb and his hands and feet trembled.
Then, she raised her eyes and looked at the masked man who was sitting in seat C on the stage, but with his head slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something, and muttered: "I realized something was wrong with him a long time ago. He lowered his head as soon as he came on stage. He didn't care at all." Xiao Zhang’s calmness and confidence.”
