After returning from the Meng family mansion, Hong Jilong stayed in front of the computer, watching the lines of text passing by in front of his eyes. Hong Jilong felt a mixture of joy and sorrow in his heart.
Nowadays, China's national strength has developed by leaps and bounds, but the prosperity of the country does not bring tough diplomatic strategies. When the country was just founded, China was still very tough. The American devils wanted to use the Korean Peninsula as a springboard to invade China. Hundreds of thousands of Chinese people's blood
The man crossed the Yalu River and fought them back. Later, the American devils used the "Beibu Gulf Incident" as an excuse to launch a war of aggression. Planes flew over Hainan, Yunnan and Guangxi to drop bombs and launch missiles, killing and wounding Chinese sailors and the People's Liberation Army.
Soldiers, China will provide comprehensive and selfless assistance to Vietnam.
But what now? Stern representations, strong dissatisfaction, serious protests, firm opposition, negotiated settlement, diplomatic channels... This has become synonymous with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
It is said that a weak country has no diplomacy, but when a country becomes rich, its diplomacy becomes weaker. It is really sad.
Hong Jilong desperately wants to change all this, but he is really at a loss as to what to do. Maybe he doesn't understand this society well enough.
Quietly closing the computer, Quan Zhixian came to him and said, "You seem to be very concerned about national affairs? Every time I see you turn on the computer, all you see is news about the country."
"Yeah, I don't know why, I just care about it and really want to change the current situation of this country." Hong Jilong sighed and said.
Quan Zhixian patted him on the shoulder and advised: "Some things are not as simple as you think, so relax! These things are not what we should consider."
Hong Jilong looked at him and said: "Then what should we consider? The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Don't forget, you are now a controller, you can do a lot of things!"
"I'm only a half-assed controller," Quan Zhixian sighed. "At my current level, what can I do? As you said, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Then we have to wait until we are all capable.
It can only be done when the time comes. Besides, what do you want to change? Is it to make young people stop being Korean and Japanese, or to make the country become tougher in diplomacy? Is this realistic?"
"It will be possible one day. I don't know what I should do now, but soon, I believe I will know what I should do." Hong Jilong's eyes were firm. This is his personality. Change
Everything he has now is his only purpose. He is waiting for an opportunity, maybe he will understand.
Regarding Hong Jilong's personality, Quan Jixian said he was helpless. He didn't expect to change anything about him. It's a good thing to have dreams. Moreover, with his ability, he might really be able to change something in the future. Who can say for sure.
"Okay, let's not discuss this now. Brother, I will take you to a fun place." Quan Zhixian said furtively.
"Where? Looking at your expression, I don't want to go. It probably won't be a good place! Medical scriptures say that people with a heart of ice will still be lonely and indifferent even if the energy of the heart of ice is triggered.
But you are just a freak. Looking at your evil smile now, I feel that the Ice Heart was born in the wrong body. If the God of Ice and Snow sees you like this, he will probably be so angry that he vomits blood." Hong Jilong said calmly.
said.
But his light tone made Quan Zhixian very angry. What is a "smiling expression"? Quan Zhixian was very satisfied with his sunny smile, but now it turned into a cunning smile after being criticized by him. How could he not be angry? But he didn't dare.
If you start, who knows if you can beat him? If you can't beat him, wouldn't it be an itchy skin?
"I...I don't know the same as you, are you going or not?" Quan Zhixian knew that if he continued to be so angry, the God of Ice and Snow would probably vomit before he vomited blood.
"Go, of course, it's boring to stay at home all day." Hong Jilong said and stood up to leave.
"Wait a minute..." Quan Zhixian shouted, pointing at Hong Jilong's current vest and enlarged pants, "Are you going to wear this?"
Hong Jilong looked at his clothes and said strangely: "Is there any problem?"
"Oh my God!" Jun Ji-hyun patted his forehead and said, "Do you know where we are going?"
Hong Jilong thought for a long time and replied: "You didn't tell me how I knew."
Quan Zhixian finally knew what it felt like to have cerebral congestion. All the blood in his body was poured into his brain, making his face turn red from holding back. After a long time, clouds of smoke came out of his ears.
"What are you doing? Is it necessary to be so angry? Don't burn your brain out later." Hong Jilong's tone was always calm, but it was this tone that made Quan Jixian collapse.
After two beeps like a train, Jun Ji-hyun's expression returned to normal and said: "I don't know what you are. We are going to a bar. We must dress cool and handsome. How can we dress like this?"
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So Hong Jilong went to change clothes stupidly.
Half a day later, Hong Jilong suddenly poked his head out of the bathroom and said in surprise: "Going to a bar? Aren't you afraid that your sister Yanling will be jealous?"
"Oh my god, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how can she know?" Quan Zhixian said.
Hong Jilong frowned and said, "That's not necessarily true. Look at your back." Then he retracted his head.
"Uh!" Quan Zhixian suddenly felt a bad feeling, and a murderous aura suddenly came from behind. The murderous aura was so strong that it made Quan Zhixian's legs weak and the corners of his mouth and eyebrows cramped.
Half a day later, Quan Zhixian suddenly turned around 180 degrees and greeted behind him with a smile: "Hi, Yanling, Xiaoxia, you are here!"
That's right, standing at the door of Hong Jilong's room were Kou Yanling and Situ Xia. They had just arrived, and they heard what Quan Zhixian said about going to the bar to prevent them from knowing. This time, Quan Zhixian was completely hit by the gun.
Kou Yanling was so furious that she glared at Quan Zhixian with burning eyes, making his smile become forced, the corners of his mouth and eyebrows twitching even more, and he kept laughing "hehehehe".
Situ Xia hid and covered his mouth and snickered. These two were so funny, but Quan Zhixian was dead.
"Quan Zhixian..." Kou Yanling roared angrily, with the roar of a Hedong lion, which made the hair on Quan Zhixian's body stand up, and then she pounced forward.
Quan Zhixian, whose legs were already weak, didn't even have the strength to hide away. Even if he was there, she wouldn't dare to hide. She could only open her arms to hug her, and her "caress" came from her waist, which was painful and happy at the same time.
Hong Jilong changed his clothes and came out to see that the two of them had "reconciled as before", but Quan Zhixian's face was a bit livid, and when he looked carefully, Kou Yanling's hands were like pincers, squeezing the tender flesh of Quan Zhixian's waist.