About half an hour later, a rumbling buzzing sound echoed from the horizon.
"coming!"
Everyone looked solemn and looked at the end of the runway in unison.
There, a huge fuselage was slowly landing, bathed in light and shadow.
The welcoming team stood under the turbulent wind and dust, their coats fluttering. Looking at the special plane taxiing on the runway, they all had different expressions.
On the other side, Gao Yi also stared at the screen without blinking, looking forward to the debut of the General Administration Jury.
"Among the people coming this time, who will be the team leader? Is it possible that the ruling table...will come in person?"
Although the probability of this kind of thing happening is very slim, everything is possible. Who can be 100% sure whether there will be one or two young people who can't calm down?
The special plane stopped safely, and as the gangway was installed, the cabin door slowly opened...
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and the expectant and inexplicable complicated eyes were intertwined together, like a big net, waiting to cover a worthy target.
"Is this the East China Sea?"
"I'm really exhausted after taking such a long flight from Lavandu."
What they never expected was that the first person to come out was a young man.
He looked to be in his twenties, with a tall figure and long hair that looked like an artist's, but it didn't look messy, but in order.
Paired with decent clothing and three-dimensional facial features unique to mixed-race people. I have to admit that from the first sight, the impression left on people is profound.
However, this is not a talent show, nor is it a model catwalk. A handsome exotic man walking gracefully on the ramp is obviously not what they want.
Absolutely not.
"Logically speaking, an equally decrepit old man should have slowly stepped off the plane, and then he and Director Tao would have laughed and hugged each other as if they were old comrades of the same generation, and then officially started today's conversation."
Gao Yi stared at the screen thoughtfully and said doubtfully: "With this style of painting now, it always feels like something is not quite right."
"So...who let this guy come out?"
There is one thought in everyone's mind.
The same was true for Director Tao. He seemed to be a martial arts master who was trying to show off his tricks. Suddenly he encountered a young boy who was beating him up. For a moment, he forgot how to deal with it and was stunned.
"Velo, Put away your free and easy artists, this is a country with the highest order."
(Ville, put away your free and easy artistry, this is a country where order is paramount.)
Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere did not last long. One after another, figures walked out from behind the plane door, stepped into the sunshine, and came under the sight of the East China Sea.
They all look different, but their temperaments seem to be very different. With every move he made, he moved toward the East China Sea with an air of superiority that seemed to be unique to the Beijing-Shu General Administration.
"If you want to use materials, you should follow some invisible rules."
(If you want to draw materials, you should abide by some invisible rules.)
In the team of the General Administration, the person speaking was a foreign man with a traditional European and American tough guy image.
With his capable shorts, resolute facial lines, and a pair of sunglasses that can be said to be true, he is as cold and as calm as a rock.
"Hello, Director Tao."
He was the first to confront the oncoming Donghai group. He also took the initiative to reach out his hand without changing his expression and shook hands with Director Tao politely.
"I'm Doug Anderson from the International Security Council."
"This is Wei Le. The guy who was very rude just now is also an internationally renowned late playwright. Because of his special nature, he was brought to the East China Sea with me."
A slightly unnatural look flashed across Director Tao's face, but it only took a second or two before his expression quickly became lively, and he exchanged greetings with the tough guy with an extraordinary international status in front of him.
"Friends from the International Security Council have come all the way. This was unexpected. I should be rude and I didn't entertain them well!"
With a paralyzing laugh, it seems to express a kind of pleasure in meeting each other everywhere in life. In fact, he was asking, why did the unexpected person show up?
However.
In response to Director Tao's questioning, most of the General Administration's side remained unmoved. Only one or two members of the more "ambiguous" factions to which they belonged gave him a meaningful look.
airplane?
Director Tao found that everyone seemed to be pointing in the direction of the plane.
"Is there... anyone else who hasn't come down yet?"
The bad feeling in my heart quietly reached its peak with Doug Anderson's response.
"Director Tao, I have been invited by a special friend to jointly inspect the situation in the East China Sea on behalf of the International Security Committee."
Doug Anderson took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of bright eyes, looking at the modern city with tall buildings on the horizon, and his praise was beyond words.
"Donghai is such a beautiful city, even more prosperous than I imagined."
"A special friend?"
Director Tao narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold look emerging.
Who changed the selection of the jury?
The news I received before was completely different from the current situation. The factions are almost one-sided, and there are very few people who are close to their own side.
The drastic change in the selection, coupled with the sudden attack, undoubtedly meant that his original plan, including all the hard preparations he had made, was completely in vain.
Who is interfering with all this?
Director Tao finally couldn't help but look towards the door of the special plane, and as if aware of his burning gaze, the last performer finally made his grand entrance on the stage under the sun!
"Director Tao, it's been a long time no see."
The young man was dressed in red and blue casual outfits, fluttering in the wind.
He slowly walked down the gangway. His movements were obviously like taking a leisurely stroll, but his voice was like a trigger that pulled people's heartstrings.
"Don't you recognize me?"
Seeing that Director Tao made no comment, the young man jumped off the gangway in three steps and stepped forward without hesitation, showing a free appearance that was not bound by realistic rules.
Director Tao will certainly not forget it.
He just couldn't believe it.
Why did this guy, who was just starting out, choose to leave Jingshu, and even get involved in the jury, breaking the original balance?
"It's a little sad."
The young man wiped away non-existent tears.
"Obviously, at the General Administration's annual meeting last year, everyone got along very well."
"But... well, as the saying goes, 'repay a favor in return'. Today, I will teach a lesson to all my colleagues in the East China Sea."
The young man smiled and gestured, pointing the "muzzle" in an unknown direction like a pistol.
Just when everyone looked confused, a few kilometers away, Gao Yi in front of the screen suddenly woke up.
The "muzzle" is pointed in your own direction!
Discovered?
"Snapped."
The young man gestured.
Zhi——!
In the hotel, the picture signal on the TV head was instantly cut off!
Thanks to "The Sword in the Stone 58" and "The Raast" for the reward
(End of chapter)
