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"Old man, let it go as it happens." Xue Xiang suddenly felt a little moved, moved by the older generation of revolutionaries like the old man.

In fact, Xue Xiang knew that the old man must know that this further was a whole lot of harm but no benefit. After all, the reason was that the wisdom and stupid people could not guess. How could the old man know that he could reach such a high position and understand Quan and Xiaojing? The old man was not like Mr. Feng, who had the help of him, but was single-handedly supporting the sky. The reason why the old man wanted to enter that position was to act like Chief Situ, to make the situation stable and to make the country move forward steadily. But these efforts were futile! After all, even in the previous life, Chief Situ was alive, but it did not stop the wheel of history from rushing and crushing forward.

"The trend is going to happen." The old man muttered, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his brilliance suddenly burst out: "Which side is the trend?"

"The one who wins!" Xue Xiang was determined.

"What a winning side! You guy is so slippery."

"Where is slippery? Can those who are in the general trend not win?"

"Haha, that's right! Forget it, I don't care, let them fight."

Mr. An drank all the tea in the cup in one go, and the worries that had been lingering in his heart for a long time disappeared, and the wrinkles on his old face seemed to have been missing a lot.

An Zaihai, Zuo Qiuming, and Lao Wang were stunned when they heard this, and they had no idea what kind of smart attack they were fighting. Why did Xue Xiang say a few words and the old man was worried and smiled. It was really amazing!

"Old man, it's not okay, you're afraid you'll have to be sick for a year or two." Xue Xiangyu was shocking and died.

"Haha, you will curse me as soon as you come back. If you have it, just curse me. Lao Wang, go to the office tomorrow to ask me for a sick leave, and say I am sick, and call Lao Chen and ask him to get me a medical record."

The old man happily talked about the scene of his illness. His smile looked so weird no matter how he looked.

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It was almost eleven o'clock when Liu Ying'er was about to get off work. Xue Xiang gave up his old man and took a meal, got on the replica Harley motorcycle, and drove towards the hospital where Liu Ying'er was. As the New Year is approaching, the scenery this year has become stronger and the past year. In addition, the situation of the citizens is always much better than that of the farmers. After a year of hard work, they can always save two money. As the Spring Festival approaches, the citizens each collected meat tickets, sugar tickets, grain and oil tickets from the year to the end of the year, took their children, called their friends, went to the market, bought New Year's goods, and crowded the Sijiu City, which was not deserted, into a more lively crowd.

The snow was drifting in the middle of the night last night, but today it was sunshine. On Bayi Avenue, it had been swept away by hard-working sanitation workers. Xue Xiang came west and immediately became the most beautiful scenery on the street. What do you think? It turned out that Xue was riding alone, like lightning, and his slender hair and roaring engine were all eye-catching. The most stylish thing is that in the middle of winter, Xue actually opened his military coat. When he was galloping, the strong wind swelled, and the hem of the coat was pulled back and turned into a wind coat. If he resisted the Remington rifle and put on a pair of sunglasses, the Terminator would be released more than ten years in advance.

In theory, Xue Xiang should be very proud of his gaze, but Xue knew his own hardship. I think so, in this winter, no one riding a motorcycle or wearing a single clothes would feel good. So, in a while, even the strong and sturdy Xue Daguan Ren, who was as strong as a cow, had a white face, frozen into a black blue color.

But it was said that this was really not that Mr. Xue pretended to be thirteen for no reason, and he wanted to be handsome and not warm.

It turned out that when he left Songzhuzhai, Xue Xiang was anxious to meet his sweetheart. He walked in a hurry, leaving no room for An Zaihai and Zuo Qiuming to ask questions. As soon as he turned around the small bamboo forest, he was pulled by An Zaihai and Zuo Qiuming who were running in a hurry. The two of them were in the study just now, and they couldn't understand the Zen words of Xue Xiang and Old Master An, and they were so anxious that they were already scratching their hearts. At this moment, they caught Xue Xiang, and they pulled Xue Xiang's military coat. In desperation, they didn't pay attention to it. With a click, the two buttons of the coat were removed. Therefore, Xue Xiang rode on the motorcycle and looked like this.

Originally, Xue Xiang planned to slow down and hold the clothes with one hand. Unexpectedly, it was not enough to drive slowly. The winter in the capital was no better than the south, and the white-haired wind was always vicious. Xue Xiang put the clothes with one hand, but it was not as buttoned. The white-haired wind was pouring into the clothes through the gap, like a cold knife turning into a steel file, filing the skin bit by bit, which made the taste even more uncomfortable.

As soon as Xue Xiang was ruthless, he simply let go of his hand, gritted his teeth, and rushed all the way, trying to end the torture journey soon. So he achieved this extremely cool shape for no reason, but secretly made him miserable.

"Mom, mom, look at that uncle, his face is so cold that he is black. Why don't he wear clothes and drive so fast? Isn't he cold?"

"Yuanyuan, just a little bit of a word, that uncle must be brain-breaking. The baby is not allowed to talk nonsense, be polite."

When Xue Xiang heard the mother-son conversation, the handlebar suddenly tilted and hit an old locust tree on the left. Fortunately, Xue was very skilled and said slowly. At that time, he suddenly kicked the ground with his left foot and turned his hands quickly. The body of the car was staggered several inches, and he was almost avoided. Xue Xiang secretly took a breath and did not dare to listen to others' words.

I was rushing all the way, and the speed was very fast. In a moment, the central hospital was in sight.

"Hey, why are you making a fuss over there? It's noon, so many people around, can you make a medical dispute nowadays?" Xue Xiang saw forty or fifty people around the hospital gate, shouting horns, not knowing what he was doing.

Xue Xiang looked for a willow tree nearby, stopped the car, got out, rubbed his face, which was a bit cold, then hugged his coat tightly, and strode forward.

After walking a few steps, he heard the group of people shouting in unison, "Accept, accept..." Xue Xiang took a few quick steps, squeezed into the crowd, looked up at the stairs, and in an instant, his heart was so angry that he rushed up thousands of feet.

But on the steps, Liu Ying'er was dressed in white and white pants, with long hair lightly tied, her face was as jade as a jade. Under the orange-yellow halo, she was long and stood with a peerless appearance, as if a fairy had turned into a human. But the fairy in front of her was full of embarrassment, with her eyebrows slightly frowned and her jade face turned red.

It turned out that there was a young man standing at the foot of the steps, handsome face, tall figure, with his two sword eyebrows the most conspicuous, flying slanted into his temples, wearing a gray lapel military uniform, which made him look very extraordinary. At this moment, the young man was holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand, bowing to Liu Ying'er, and the crowd around him kept clamoring to "accept" them. Even the nurses in white clothes on the steps were envious and followed the wind.

"Wow, I'm a little dizzy, Xiaojuan, do you know that boys pursue girls and send roses, which is only found in foreign books. I also quietly read through the complete collection of Shakespeare hidden by my father. This man is so handsome and sincere. He comes to send flowers every day. It's really romantic..." A girl with a few freckles on her nose pulled her female companion beside her and chirped.

"What is Romantic?" Xiaojuan is not familiar with English

"Romantic is..." The freckled girl was about to answer, but Xue Xiang, who was so angry that she listened on the side, snatched: "Romantic"

That's it." After saying that, he separated the two stunned girls, took their long legs and reached the bottom in a few steps. His right hand surged out and easily picked a bouquet of roses from the sword-browed young man. He handed his hand and said warmly: "Ying'er, I'll give it to you."

Xue Xiang fell from the sky, which surprised Liu Ying'er. Her delicate face wrinkled slightly, her almond eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened, and she said happily: "When did you come back?" The crisp sound of the young Ying was soaring to the valley, and Xue Xiang's pores were heard.

"I just arrived and came to see you. The flowers are very fragrant, but my hands are sore, so I won't take them over." Xue pulled his cheeks and smiled brightly.

Liu Ying'er let out a light whistle and took the rose. At this moment, she met Tan Lang at once, which made her very happy. All the secular ethics and rules were abandoned by her.

Now, in her eyes and in her heart, there is only him.

In front of everyone, the two of them were in love with each other, and their emotions were conveyed, and the scorching cold air seemed to be warm.

"Romantic, Xiaofang, I finally know what Romantic is. That guy didn't lie. He is really romantic." Xiaojuan was so obsessed with seeing it that freckled girl started to murmur. Although she still didn't know that Romantic translated into Chinese means "romantic", the scene in front of her truly interpreted what romance is.

"Brother, what you are holding is like my flower?" The young man with sword-brow looked as usual, and a gentle sentence interrupted the warmth of the two.

When Liu Ying'er heard the sound, she was about to hand the flower back. Xue took a sideways and blocked her. "You are going to give her away anyway. Isn't it in her hands now? The result is the same, why bother pursuing the process?"

"Cao, where did you come from the little bastard? You dare to blew your wings with the man."

When the crowd stood up, seven or eight young men in military uniforms stood up, all 24 or 25 years old, with dusty faces and strong eyes, and walked towards them together.

"Brother Shi, take care of the dogs around you, I don't want to send them to the hospital." Xue Xiangjun's face turned cold. If it weren't for the gentleness of Liu Ying'er, the person who had just insulted him, would have lie down.

"Oh, do you know me? Since you know me, you naturally know that Shi Jianfei has only brothers and no dogs around me." This young sword-browed man was Shi Jianfei who had just returned to Beijing for half a month.

Speaking of which, it was a coincidence that Shi Jianfei pursued Liu Ying'er. In fact, since the educated youth in Sijiu City have returned home one after another, major hospitals have been harassed a lot, especially this central hospital is the most important. I think that with Liu Ying'er, a fairy-like girl, how could she not attract the crazy bees, waves and butterflies to move together? At this time, Jianfei also attended the banquet one day. When he was bored, he came to this central hospital to see his companions take pictures of the mother-in-law.

When Liu Ying'er's peerless face came into his eyes, it also came into Shi Jianfei's heart. Since then, Shi Jianfei has started a crazy pursuit. Sometimes, people like Jianfei join, and those who peek at Liu Ying'er naturally retreated. They all ignorantly learned about the means of commanding the leader of 100,000 young generals. Since then, the stubborn masters around the central hospital, A Fei and others have disappeared.

However, Jian Fei was quite gentlemanly at this time. Although he was chasing him wildly, he did not linger. But at noon every day, when Liu Yinger got off work, he would hold a bouquet of roses and wait here. After Liu Yinger left, he handed it to him in person. If Liu Yinger didn't take it or just passed by, he would not stop him and continued the next day. Today is the eighth day that Jian Fei continued to give flowers. This move beyond the times naturally attracted people's attention and gradually became a scenic spot in the central hospital. There are even those who come to the hospital specifically to wait for a good show every day. The freckled girl and the girl named Xiaojuan belong to this category.

At this moment, the impact of chasing the big girl so directly and giving roses is quite bad. When encountering stubbornness, the more old-fashioned police officers arrested him directly and asked him a hooligan for crime. But things in the world are often not right for people, and they vary from person to person. For people like Shi Jianfei, such actions are naturally harmless, let alone any problem.

Shi Jianfei stared at Xue Xiang and suddenly slapped his forehead, "You are the third brother of Xue, the little brother of the bandit." After sighing, Jian's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Why, I haven't seen each other for several years, I'm promising. I won't take the brothers seriously. You injured Baji's arm?"

Xue Xiang waved his hand and smiled, "Brother Shi has such a big hat. Han Baji himself wants to compete with me for fists and feet. Just like he competed with Lei Xiaotian, why don't he take it seriously? Besides, fists and feet are blind. I think Han Baji himself knows that he will never talk about this."

"Good boy, the good guy. Okay, it's all old guys, just say it's good. What, I heard you've just come back, can you go to the countryside?" Shi Jianfei actually reached out and patted Xue Xiang's shoulder, smiling, as if the previous unhappiness had never happened at all.

"Well, I've been sent to Jiang Han." Xue Xiangxu responded and said, "I heard that Shi's second brother has been back to Beijing for some time. I don't know where he is now?" Xue Xiang knew that Shi Jianfei was no more than an ordinary stubborn master. In terms of qualifications and influence, he could not solve it by slapping his face.

"As I, I recently took up a position in the editorial department of the Red Flag magazine, but I was just wandering around." Shi Jianfei said it very normally, and there was no trace of arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes. You should know that "Red Flag" magazine is the one in the main propaganda position of the ruling party, "two newspapers and one magazine". During the catastrophe, in the propaganda field, there were even tabloids copying big newspapers and big newspapers copying "Red Flag", which shows how heavy the weight of this magazine is. It can be said that young people who can enter this magazine are all temporary choices and reserve talents.

"A good unit, with the ability of the second brother Shi, it is the son who inherits his father's business, like a fish entering the water."

Xue Xiang didn't say anything. During his young general, Shi Jianfei's big newspaper was a great city. It was really a flying arrow, which caused wind and thunder. Shi Jianfei's deceased father was the main leader in the propaganda field, and died after the catastrophe broke out. Of course, now, the Shi family still has no decline. Mr. Shi was rehabilitated at the 11th National Congress. Although the work has not been arranged, it was a matter of a moment. Shi Jianfei's second uncle immediately stood up in Jianghuai Province. This time, the 11th National Congress took a step further and was elected as a member of the Central Committee; Shi Jianfei's other uncles and uncles also rose to the officialdom, and each had opportunities.

Shi Jianfei waved his hand and smiled: "What a fish that goes into the water? I'm afraid it's a shame for my father. Well, I have something to do. I'll give you some wine and greetings. The flowers will be given to you. I didn't know it was my younger brother and sister before, but it was abrupt. Don't whisper in your heart to your second brother. Haha, you're really terrified to your boy's eyes." Shi Jianfei patted Xue Xiang's shoulder again, gave him a thumbs up, and left with a full face of spring breeze.

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"I don't like that person."

Liu Ying'er sat behind the motorcycle, hugged Xue Xiang's waist and covered his broken coat tightly, for fear that a trace of wind would pour in. Tan Lang, who was driving in front of him, suddenly said this without thinking.

At this moment, Xue Xiang suddenly thanked the cold and An who had removed his button. The two of them came. In the past, Liu Ying'er always grabbed the back steel frame with both hands. Even if she repeatedly asked for conspiracy, she just wanted to grab her clothes. How could she have the treatment of being warm and slandered on her back today?

Xue Xiang heard this and joked, "What, I'm afraid I'm jealous." As soon as he finished speaking, he ate a cross twist on his waist.

Liu Ying'er heard Tan Lang screaming, fearing that he would be harshly pinched it, so she gently rubbed it on the previous violent place, "Be careful of that person, he smiled a little, a little fake, but he was so warm to you that he was calling you brothers. My mother said that this kind of person is the most dangerous, and it is called 'smile in front of him and something behind him'."

Xue Xiang snorted and made a sound. It was particularly interesting to hear Liu Yinger, a fairy who was not very angry, speaks slang in the market. And he didn't expect that the little girl was quite smart. She could tell that it was a good person by relying on the sixth sense of a woman.

"Why are you laughing at? I'll tell you to stay away from him in the future. Do you hear that?" Liu Ying'er's eyebrows gathered, and the jade hand next to Xue Xiang's waist turned into a grab. Just as she was about to pinch it down, she suddenly smoothed it and continued to knead him.

"I know, I will keep my distance from him. But it's not that I'm away from him, but that he has to stay away from me. I'm a big bad guy, at most a little bad guy. Have you ever heard of a big bad guy who is afraid of a little bad guy?" Xue Xiang played with his mouth, his waist was soft, and his heart was warm, and he was really unhelpful.

"You are so thick-skinned, so you can't be a self-proclaimed villain or be complacent." Liu Ying'er pounded her lightly, with the corners of her mouth lightly.

"I am seeking truth from facts and recognizing my own essence. Why, Comrade Liu Ying'er, knowing that I am a bad guy, do you regret it?"

"No!" Liu Ying'er blurted out, and after saying that, her face turned red and she cried inwardly: I've been fooled!

Sure enough, Xue Xiangzixi's laughter came from the front: "I haven't asked what I regret yet, how can you answer quickly? Well, now please let Comrade Liu Ying'er tell me, what do you regret?"

"I, I..." Liu Ying'er's jade face turned from blush to deep red, but she still didn't say anything. She was anxious. The green jade fingers that were soothing on Xue Xiang's waist instantly turned into Nine Yin White Bone Claws. She grabbed it and grabbed a ball of tender hands. She immediately used the frequency regulation of the TV, twisting it at 360 degrees. This time, she no longer felt sorry for Xue Xiang and said hatefully: "Boy, you are really bad."

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