"Since you don't understand my question, let me change it to another question. You just said that the terrorist organization "National State" has been defeated! The victory of the Syrian war has made people all over the world rejoice. I want to know, the Syrian people Where is your joy?!"
Without waiting for the spokesperson to speak, Bai Xiaonian continued: "Seeing that my home is devastated and in ruins, public facilities and private properties have been devastated, almost all infrastructure has been destroyed, and the economy as a whole has come to a complete standstill..."
Bai Xiaonian lowered his head and found a piece of information from his pile, and raised his hand: "I have a piece of data released by a relevant United Nations agency in August 2018, which shows that in recent years During the war, the Syrian economy lost as much as 400 billion U.S. dollars, and at least 400,000 Syrians were killed in the war... "
"It is also because of the war that the inflation rate in Syria has reached 20 percent, the price of wheat has risen by 30 percent, and the number of Syrian families living below the poverty line is 30 percent! % of the total population of Syria Eleventh, that is, two million Syrians are already living in extreme poverty."
It seemed that Bai Xiaonian had already memorized these contents by heart, so he reported them easily and effortlessly.
"So, you think...they will also rejoice with the people of the world after the President of the United States declares that '******' has been defeated?!"
The spokesperson licked his lips, sorted out his manuscript, took a sip of water, and before he could answer, he heard Bai Xiaonian speak again...
"'China' is unpopular, and has been strangled by the United States, the self-proclaimed number one superpower. Why has it not been wiped out for so many years? Is it like the Russian Prime Minister said, the United States secretly supported ISIS?!"
The spokesperson frowned: "The United States is the country that has made the most efforts to eliminate the '*** country'. We do not accept such slanderous remarks!"
"I have another set of data here..."
Bai Xiaonian opened his mouth and listed the equipment used by known terrorists over the years, most of which came from arms dealers in the United States. Bai Xiaonian didn't even need to say some words, which made the press secretary sweat profusely and didn't know how to answer.
"Then may I ask, is the United States participating in the Syrian war to create benefits for your country's arms dealers and drag the Syrian people into the war, or is it really just to eliminate Isis?! France said that Isis has not been completely eliminated and will come back again. Since the United States It is said that Isis has been completely wiped out, so will Isis come back? If Isis makes a comeback, does it mean that the US government has announced its withdrawal from Syria just because it has realized the fragmentation of the Middle East, controlled oil production areas, and controlled oil prices, so it is unnecessary Staying in Syria again?! It is also to leave a glimmer of life for Isis, so as to continue to create benefits for your country's arms dealers in the future?!"
Lin Nuan watched the calm but persuasive American press spokesman Bai Xiaonian who was speechless on the TV show, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up...
Everyone in the restaurant stared at Bai Xiaonian on the TV screen with bated breath, listening to Bai Xiaonian's very standard American English accent, as if Bai Xiaonian was the only one left in the entire press conference, and the whole person looked radiant.
Miss Xia even felt that Bai Xiaonian who went to the United States was completely reborn. She never thought that one day Bai Xiaonian would be able to be aggressive with such a calm and calm posture.
Lin Nuan regained consciousness and sat down beside Tuantuan, reached out and rubbed Tuantuan's hair, "Let's eat!"
Lin Nuan believed that on the path Bai Xiaonian wanted to take, she would get better and better, because she should never be an ordinary person.
At that press conference, Bai Xiaonian became famous...
In the evening, Lin Nuan received a call from Bai Xiaonian, saying that she had been invited by an American TV station and wanted to invite Bai Xiaonian to give a discussion about the current trade war between my country and the United States, but she didn't know whether she should accept it.
Lin Nuan didn't directly answer Bai Xiaonian's question, but only talked about the reaction of the program crew in the restaurant when he saw the scene of Bai Xiaonian questioning the American press spokesman on the TV in the restaurant this afternoon...
Bai Xiaonian was silent for a moment after hearing this, and hung up the phone after asking about Lin Nuan's recent situation.
Clutching the phone, Lin Nuan couldn't help calling Fu Huai'an, but the phone was still off!
Lin Nuan sighed, and turned around to see Tuantuan sitting on the bed looking at her eagerly...
She shook her head: "Dad's cell phone still can't get through. Maybe Dad is still busy. He will definitely call me back when Dad is done!"
Tuantuan really missed Fu Huai'an very much, his eyes were a little red, but he nodded bravely and cheered up, holding back his tears, while Lin Nuan was going to the bathroom, Tuantuan secretly wiped his tears with the corner of the quilt, and then pretended Sitting on the bed obediently as if nothing happened.
Lin Nuan came back and used warm water to make milk for Tuantuan before going to bed.
Tuantuan looked at Lin Nuan's back, trying to be well-behaved so that Lin Nuan wouldn't bother, so he slid off the bed and ran behind Lin Nuan wearing Captain America's slippers...
Lin Nuan turned around holding the milk cup and saw Tuantuan looking up at her. She smiled and asked, "Do you want some milk?!"
Tuantuan nodded, held the milk glass high with both hands on tiptoes, drank it in one gulp, then raised the glass high and returned it to Lin Nuan.
Lin Nuan bent down, reached out and rubbed Tuantuan's head: "Go to bed and wait for mom, mom washed the cup and came to tell you a bedtime story..."
"Okay..." Tuantuan's voice was soft and pleasant.
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Fu Huai'an really didn't have time to pay attention to the turmoil on Weibo.
Even Xiao Lu, who was by Fu Huai'an's side, didn't have time to pay attention to domestic affairs.
"Sir..." Xiao Lu had already printed out the structure diagram of the prison, walked over quickly and handed it to Fu Huai'an.
Xiao Lu was wearing the shirt he wore when he left Haicheng that day, with the cuffs rolled up at random and his elbows straightened.
Fu Huai'an nodded, took it, spread it out on the table, pressed a corner of the structural diagram with a water cup, frowned and looked at it seriously, pressed the table with one hand and looked at it for a long time, calculated and drew on the blueprint with a pencil and ruler.
After getting the number, Fu Huai'an turned around and leaned against the edge of the table to look at the wall covered with the papers he wrote and drew. His deep eyebrows were half-closed, and his expression seemed very unpredictable...
The second more...
(end of this chapter)