When Zhang Yang a group of people broke out of the room. w w w. q u a n b e n .c o m was stunned for a moment. The streets that had been empty when they arrived were now filled with people and bustling traffic, obviously. Before they came, Maimaiti was afraid of an accident. The entire street was blocked.
From here, Zhang Yang once again changed the power of Maimaiti in Xinjiang.
No wonder people like Aze are willing to serve Maimaiti. It has to be said that Maimaiti's status in Xinjiang has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but glance at Aze. exactly. Aze also looked at him, and their eyes met.
"I'm sorry!" Aze said every word.
"It's okay. Everyone has secrets, everyone has problems, no matter what happens, we are all brothers!" Zhang Yang stared into Aze's eyes.
"Yes, brother!"
What is a brother
In the world of martial arts, brothers can trust each other with their backs. Brothers share joys and sorrows. Brothers are righteous.
The word "brother" has been used in China for thousands of years. A true brother is one who gives without any regrets. It’s silent support. It's trust. It is the character and habits forged with the iron blood of Jianghu!
Of course, brothers also have betrayals. There are also betrayals, and there are also fair-weather friends!
No matter how much betrayal and darkness there is. The word "brother" always means positively, a man. A normal man, if he does not have a few brotherly friends in his life. So. That is a failed man.
A real man will never lack brothers in his life. Brothers share joy together. Bear the pain together, when we are desperate. The first person you think of. It must be your brother!
All the time. Zhang Yang thinks that he has failed in life because he has no real friends. The only brother Liu Biao also became friends through many accidental relationships, so. For the brother Aze. Zhang Yang has always attached great importance to it.
There was a large bazaar nearby, although it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. but. There is still a lot of traffic. This mainly has to do with the weather, it's winter now. The time of Bazaar was also delayed along with the time.
Xuelian seemed very happy and bought many souvenirs. The three of them were so tired that they were all covered in large and small bags. have to say. It is a woman's nature to like shopping.
"I'm talking about Sister Xuelian. Are you just giving these things to the general?"
Liu Biao depressedly picked up a tapestry in his hand. Although this tapestry was exquisitely made, it was not top-grade in terms of price or quality. Liu Biao was a little confused. Why buy these cheap products? Even raisins are available in the market for only a few dollars a pound...
"I... what my dad means... I don't understand either..." Xue Lian, who was shopping happily, suddenly turned red when Liu Biao said it. Weakly.
"Xuelian. Don't listen to him. Just make your choice. These things are nothing here. However, they are definitely rare things in Beijing. Your father understands people's psychology very well. Think about it. What is the general's status? He will lack Those expensive things? You give these local specialties and local handicrafts. Although the price is shocking, the effect is definitely much better than giving famous cigarettes, wine and valuables." Zhang Yang said.
"Yeah, I think so too. When I was very young, I went to Beijing with my brother and gave my stammering uncle raisins. He liked eating them very much. He also liked drinking kumiss. He even told me to read it next time. Him. I must bring him a tapestry from Xinjiang, but I just didn’t expect it. I haven’t seen this farewell for more than ten years. I don’t know if they still remember the little girl from back then..." Xue Lian played with the tapestry in her hands a little disappointed. tapestry.
"He must remember you. You are so cute. Haha, let's go, that's almost it." Zhang Yang said with a smile. Girls' brains are too simple. Bringing these gifts is more of a symbolic meaning. no matter who. Nor would he take these gifts to heart, for someone as high-ranking as General Stammer. These are already external things. When they reach that state, although it cannot be said that they have no desires and no desires, at least. These ordinary gadgets are difficult to detect.
What surprised Zhang Yang was the efficiency of the shopping. That night, they were sent to the airport in a nearby city. I got on a direct flight to Beijing.
After getting on the plane. Zhang Yang had to lament the power of Maimaiti in Xinjiang. You can get on the plane without security check. even. When they got on the plane, Aze's waist knife was still dangling in his hand...
Plane flies in the night sky. Zhang Yang suddenly felt nervous, akin to a feeling of timidity close to home. However, Beijing was not his hometown.
He has been looking forward to going to Beijing.
Beijing is his holy land. because. Where sleeps one of his idols. A great man. A thinker, a philosopher. A poet, a strategist...
More than 20 years ago. They are all cowardly people. However, the two people he admired were at two extremes. One was the founding leader of China, and the other was the Nazi leader who killed many people during World War II.
The admiration for the founding leader stems from the poem about how powerful he was. There is also the majestic calligraphy. Zhang Yang is the person who writes calligraphy, so he can naturally see the majestic momentum of Tong's flowing clouds and the heart hidden between the lines.
The worship of Hitler stems from his ambition. Look around the world. Who has the courage to unify the world
These two people. In my mind openly. They are all unprecedented. A great man who will never come after you!
Whether they are the founding leaders of China or the spiritual pillars of the Nazis, there is no doubt that they are all great men. Great men are not necessarily good people, but great men are certainly not ordinary people and their thoughts. His style, their thoughts. Nothing but walking in front of the world. Their influence. Definitely not a year or two, but hundreds of years. Even thousands of years.
A truly great person can influence tens of thousands, tens of millions, or hundreds of millions of people. Only such a person is truly a great person!
Of course, in addition to the greatest man in modern Chinese history, Zhang Yang is also fascinated by the Great Wall that stretches for thousands of miles and the Forbidden City, which has accumulated thousands of years of Chinese culture.
Vaguely. Zhang Yang felt that there seemed to be a trace of concern in his heart, and he was concerned about Beijing...
This is a question he has been avoiding. This is also a question that he has never thought about, but now, it will be put on the table. Zhang Yang himself couldn't figure out his feelings for Wang Yan, and those few days of life were still lingering in his mind.
I often think of that charming face in my dreams. In fact, I miss that face far more than I miss Xiao Yiran.
Zhang Yang can never distinguish his feelings, it seems. My feelings are very messy. Very unfocused, Zhang Yang didn't understand why he felt this way. like. He has never thought about investing in a certain girl.
Zhang Yang thinks that he is a selfish person, so. Zhang Yang has been escaping. Keep escaping. Miss Xiao Yiran and Wang Yan. even. Try not to come into contact with snow lotus and keep your distance.
This is an unspeakable feeling.
seem. All aliens are fraught with danger...
In fact, Zhang Yang himself couldn't figure it out. He had no confidence in his own concentration. A strong sense of inferiority always occupied his mind. No matter how many excellent memories he inherited. However, his deep-seated inferiority complex towards women has not improved until now. He still doesn't believe that he has really confirmed his relationship with Xiao Yiran. I'm even less sure that Wang Yan really has a crush on him.
Life is very strange. I want it so much that I can't get it. After really getting it. But he also doubted whether he got it.
Zhang Yang sighed. After touching the little silver fox on his body, he closed his eyes. When encountering emotional problems, Zhang Yang usually practices meditation. Letting your mind enter a state of emptiness is the best way to escape.
immediately. Zhang Yang's mind entered a meditative state.
Wave after wave of whirlpools flew and exploded. Explode again. When they gather again, it's like the universe explodes. Following the constant gathering and division, the flamboyant meditation enclave expanded, first. He felt the brainwaves emitting from the little silver fox's head in circles, which made Zhang Yang feel weird. The little silver fox’s brainwaves are very powerful. To know. It is difficult for Zhang Yang to detect human brain waves. And he can feel the silver fox's brain waves, which shows. The brain structure of the little silver fox is very special. Able to release brain waves externally.
No wonder the little silver fox could feel the call of his spiritual mind.
While thinking. The little silver fox seemed to sense Zhang Yang's meditation. He stuck his head out and looked around for a while, then retracted into his pocket and fell asleep. This was a problem that Zhang Yang still couldn't figure out. In addition to looking for food, the little silver fox. Almost all the time is spent sleeping. It's like evolving in sleep. Sometimes, Zhang Yang really doubts whether the silver fox is a creature on earth. Both its living habits and food are so special.
Meditation spreads... I feel that Liu Biao is also practicing, closing his eyes. An obvious air flow circulated in his thick limbs, and the muscles jumped with the air flow, as if countless lives were in motion.
Aze had a stern look on his face. He looked at the night sky outside the window and stroked the cold blade with his long fingers.
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