God of Life

When Lin Weiwei and Liu Li walked downstairs to rent the house, Wang Yan had waited there in full spirits.

Wang Yan dressed very quietly today.

Old Han Hung T-shirt, sweatpants, with a duck tongue hat, like a teenager about to travel with a sword.

“Morning, you two haven't eaten, have you? I bought milk and bread at a convenience store nearby. ”

Liu Li took the milk with pleasure, and it was actually hot.

“Wow! How did it heat up? What time did you get out? ”

“The convenience store has cookware for employees to heat the food, and they are kind enough to help heat it up. ”

Wang Yan didn't make it very clear, but think about it. It's certainly not pro bono.

Lin Weiwei sighed comfortably with a big sip in his straw.

“Waking up in the morning can actually drink hot milk… you have a conscience and haven't spent time with you. ”

The three of them joked and got in the car and headed straight to Tiananmen Square.

Lin Weiwei was smart enough to park his car in the parking lot of the Capital Hotel for 25 bucks an hour. Anyway, he was very well paid.

We'll sneak out for three minutes, and we'll be at security.

Lin Weiwei then took Wang Yan Liu Glass along the road and killed him to the underground road between Chang 'an Street and the west side of the square, grabbing a very advantageous waiting position.

Dance college girls are so different, they can't stop after their long legs go away, who they love.

Grab a good spot, then wait a long time.

Wait, Lin Weiwei and Little Baikop.

“The waiting area at the west gate of the museum opens and leads to the small square facing Tiananmen Tower. The location is positive, but too far away to see the details of the flag class. ”

“We are actually the best flag viewing spot, close, good perspective, the bandits are handsome! ”

“If you take a photograph, the Tower won't be able to show up. ”

Wang Yan shook his heart and looked forward to it.

As for the shortcomings, I don't care.

“Take pictures of what! I'm here to watch the flag go up, not the red punch. ”

“Well, wait until the waiting area opens, you two follow me, let's grab a good spot! ”

Lin Weiwei was full of ambition, the three of them smiled at each other and rubbed their hands with friction.

The flag was raised at 5: 20 until 4: 50 before the entrance opened.

Without saying anything, the three of them went in and started running, rushing all the way to the flag platform, and there was still a place in the middle of the first row.

Oh, yeah!

The three of them were close together and pulled the belt together so that they wouldn't let go.

The two girls ran blushing, gasping and laughing with excitement.

“Wow, first row! Awesome!”

You'll be crowded right behind you, from the third row to the back, waiting to see the flag to the top without a selfie pole.

Wang Yan was also excited, a heart pounding, whether looking at Tiananmen Tower, or looking at the dark sky, there was an unknown emotion.

Covering the two girls so hard, her body squeezed together tightly, Wang Yan had no extra thoughts, but she just couldn't wait to see the moment.

When the flag class finally appeared in the city building, the square boiled instantly.

All kinds of cheers fluctuate, some people are full of sincere shouting Hail the People's Republic of China, others are singing to the motherland shouting that I love you China.

The flag squad crossed the Golden Water Bridge and immediately converted into neat forward steps.

Whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa!

It was a voice and shock that could never be described in words, not only because of neatness, but also because of the military's figure and demeanor, which was full of other things.

Starting with the flag squad stepping forward, Wang Yan unconsciously tightened his fist, his eyes didn't blink, and he stared closely at the queue.

I never felt so good when I saw the flag raised on campus, but I really came to the scene and watched the daemon team in an almost pious manner, condensed the soul of the Soul Nation into a large square of flag, that kind of solemnity was unrivalled.

When the national anthem was played, Wang Yanli stood still, paid attention to the salute, moved his lips to sing, and his heart fluttered.

The flag rose, and a good breeze blew in the sky, and the bright red flag flew against the wind, like a flame.

Wang Yan couldn't help but think of Huaxia's glorious 5,000 years of civilizational history, of the humiliating modern era, of the rapid rise of just a few decades since its reopening, and of the growing number of bloody documentaries on Station B.

"Great Power Heavy Industries", "Super Engineering", "Beautiful China", "China on the Tongue"...

In the age of Wang Yan's birth, the literary community was pleased to criticize the motherland.

When Wang Yan went to secondary school, he gradually learned to distinguish between good and bad, and began to shape three views. This coincided with a period of growing national pride.

Technological progress, industrial development, catching up with Europe and the United States little by little, has achieved one after another.

Every time I see it, I can't help it.

Wang Yan was vague about the concept of the country, and his sense of collective honor was weak. He believed in self-righteousness, but he was proud of his country alone.

People's wisdom gradually opened up. The new generation of children were not poisoned by bad information such as "Sino-Japanese Summer Camp". Naturally, they possessed a strong national mentality and were more confident, self-respectful, open and inclusive.

And it's all because of our great country.

Wang Yan made it clear that he was not a pure patriot, but his heart was pure at this moment when he looked up at the flag.

Admittedly, rich people are respected everywhere.

But only there are roots.

A rich man without a fatherland is just a lonely wild ghost. A piece is missing in the deepest part of his soul. How can he be happy?

Otherwise, why are the Jews so desperate to return to their country?

What a simple logic!

Wang Yan sacrificed his life for his country. I'm sorry, I can't.

If you take out half of your family, you can redeem yourself for the victory of a deceased war...

Here, take it all!

Forget which master once said that people should have feelings.

Wang Yan felt that it could be changed: after having money, people should have feelings when they are no longer worried about matter.

Otherwise, the happiness of spending money will be discounted.

……

At the end of the ceremony, the three of them smiled at each other and there was an unnamed tacit breeding.

In the square, the tide gradually dissipated, some people were uplifted, some people seemed to just watch a lively scene.

There are things you can't ask for.

It's also a pleasure to come to this tour like a work punch and go back and talk more capital.

At best, they are different and not mutually beneficial.

Liu Glass leaned back and squeezed out of her throat: “Ooh, that's great! ”

“Yeah, watching the flag rise up close, it's really touching...”

Lin Weiwei learned to open her arms and the two girls walked happily together to form a beautiful scenery line.

“And then what? What are we going to do? ”

“Sleep! ”

Liu Li asked casually, and Lin Weiwei answered without false reflection.

Wang Yan is also sleepy. Naturally, he won't have any opinions.

“Together?”

“Fuck off! ”

So the three returned to the house of Lady Lou. They both had a bed, Wang Yan had a bed, and they slept quietly.

Until 10 o'clock, Wang Xue came to the door to stir and wake up, pulled up the large army and went out to find food.

Wang Yan was very kind to entertain everyone, and made a special reservation to roast ducks in All-Jude.

Wang Yan was so full of oil, the girls were basically eating vegetarian vegetables. Only Zheyina I abandoned herself and mixed with a full meal.

Wang Yan wanted to settle the bill. The girls said nothing was allowed. AA billing was a joint request. It made Wang Yan feel particularly comfortable.

Not so bad for the money, but the recognition, very heartwarming.

After eating, Wang Yan was about to embark on the return train. He took care of goodbye, and Liu Li and Lin Weiwei sent Wang Yan to the station.

Hold hands and talk about the ticket, Liu Li finally asked the question.

“When will you… come back and play? ”

Wang Yan stuck it in her ear and laughed badly: "I'll come whenever you have time. If you miss me and you don't have time, I'll think about it, and you'll come eventually. If I miss you so much, it goes without saying that I will definitely come. So, you see, there's nothing to worry about, for a while, just for a more beautiful encounter. ”

Liu Li stared at him, and his expression was such a silent dislike, but he nodded slightly.

From the beginning to the end, there was no confession.

Yet the mood is most heartening if it is hidden and wants to refuse to return.

Before goodbye, the lady's ears were red and she squeezed out her shame: “Next time, I'll dance for you. ”

Wang Yan's thoughts suddenly ran off to his belly, steel pipe and flying clothes, laughing covetously.

The train finally came to the station, even though there was more to be done, I had to carry my bag and wave goodbye.

“Bye, Sister Vivi! ”

“Thirty thousand, goodbye! ”

Bye, Tito!

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[Brothers, I recommend the test water, there is a wave of attention on the book list, I have added the book list to try to mention the sequence in advance, adorable new thank you!