No matter what the occasion, being invited by a goddess is an extremely honorable thing.
If you have a drink and then do some other extracurricular activities, you will feel that no matter how much humiliation and blame you have suffered today, it will be enough to make up for it.
Xia Tian's behavior undoubtedly stabbed many men in the heart. You know, although some people are wealthy or have noble status, they are also fans of Xia Tian----
A friend in need is a friend indeed!
Fang Yan has always had a good impression of Xia Tian, thinking that she is a woman with ideals and loyalty, and a good candidate for a friend.
That's all.
However, Xia Tian's care today really made him grateful from the bottom of his heart.
He is an impure person, a person with selfish motives. Many of the things he does have ulterior motives. However, Xia Tian protects him for only one purpose - she cares about her friend.
Now, the Yanziwu team led by Fang Yan and the people who were narrowly wrapped up by the general order on the grounds of "personal safety" were divided into two phalanxes. They were at the critical and dangerous period of the outbreak point of the contradiction.
Xia Tian did not stand on the side of the "same kind" Jiang Junling, but always stood on the side of Fang Yan. Although she did not publicly refute or fight back against Jiang Junling's dissatisfaction, she invited Fang Yan out for a drink - which in itself was an attitude.
She wanted to drag Fang Yan out of this quagmire.
Fang Yan turned around and looked at Xia Tian, smiling and saying, "Xia Tian, thank you for your kindness. I really appreciate it. I know what you want to do, and I understand your intentions - but I can't agree to it. You can see that things have come to this point, and I can't back down. At least, not now."
Fang Yan patted Xia Tian's arm, his eyes gentle and his expression sincere as he said: "Really, I'm really honored to have a friend like you-----"
Xia Tian's lips moved slightly, and all that came out was a sigh.
She knew Fang Yan. If he was unwilling to withdraw, he must have a reason for not wanting to withdraw.
Fang Yan turned around and walked up to Bruce Lee and asked, "Brother Xiaolong, do you have an invitation?"
"Yes." Bruce Lee took out a classic-colored card from his arms and said, "This is the invitation letter. It can also be used as an elevator access card-----"
"No name?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.
"The card was not signed," said Bruce Lee. "The outer packaging was signed. I threw the packaging away."
Fang Yan held up the pale yellow card and said, "Can you lend it to me?"
"Borrow?" Bruce Lee was stunned for a moment, then he grinned and said, "If it's useful to you, I don't mind."
"Thank you." Fang Yan said.
So Fang Yan held up the card and walked to General Ling, saying, "Look, I have an invitation letter. Is your card the same? Or is it even more advanced?"
"That invitation letter is not yours." Jiang Yirong shouted angrily. She was about to explode with anger at Fang Yan. She thought that the matter could be resolved in a few words, but this guy dragged it on until now.
What does he want
"It's in my hand, why isn't it mine?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.
"I will ask the club to verify your identity-----"
"It doesn't matter." Fang Yan said. "The card is in my hand, and the invitation letter is mine. If it doesn't work out, I can also change my name to Bruce Lee. My idol is also called Bruce Lee."
"You----shameless." Jiang Yi Rong wanted to rush up and chop Fang Yan into pieces.
Ye Fengsheng laughed and said, "Yes, Fang Yan now has an invitation letter and is a person of status. Some people can't drive him out. Brothers, are we going to be kicked out?"
"Fang Paopao should have used this trick a long time ago. Your serious look just now made us all feel uncomfortable - Hello Bruce Lee, Goodbye Bruce Lee!" Zhu Zidan said jokingly.
"I am happy to see people we don't like unhappy-----Who said this?"
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Fang Yan borrowed Bruce Lee's invitation, which was also their only invitation. In other words, only one of the eight people could stay.
Of course, the general ordered them to only force Fang Yan away.
The general stared at Fang Yan with burning eyes and did not answer his question for a long time.
He suddenly felt that danger was approaching and that perhaps he had made a serious mistake.
He stared at Fang Yan with a gloomy face and said, "I have checked you and know something about you. What I just don't understand is, what cards do you have? What's the point of your persistence?"
"I don't have any trump cards." Fang Yan said with a smile. "I just said that I'm just a nobody. I just tried to spit on him when he stepped on me. I was dirty and you were dirty too. It's embarrassing to say, but there's really no better way."
"If that's the case------" Jiang Junling's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why do you keep checking the time? Since I came in, you've checked the time five times, twice at the watch of Miss Xia Tian, who was closest to you, and twice at the wall clock of Xingdeng Tiandi---just now when you took the card from Bruce Lee, you checked the time on his watch again---what are you waiting for?"
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The luxurious European-style decoration and the gorgeous and intricate crystal lamps illuminate the room like daylight.
On the wall of the room, there was a huge screen, showing the scene of Fang Yan and General Ling confronting each other in the Maple Leaf Club's Starlight World.
The large screen had an excellent display and one could clearly see the facial expressions and eye contact between General Ling and Fang Yan. Even the black spot on General Ling's face and the fuzz on Fang Yan's face were clearly visible.
A girl in a red dress stood in front of the big screen, like a proud princess, watching her knights doing their best to kill each other for honor.
Noble, calm, peaceful and determined.
A handsome man in a black suit stood beside her. Seeing a drop of sweat slowly running down Fang Yan's forehead, he smiled and said, "It looks like he's in a bad condition. Miss, do you want me to go out and help him out?"
"No need." The girl said softly.
“What are we waiting for?”
"Wait for the arrival he's waiting for."
"What if he can't hold on?"
"He will definitely persevere." The girl said in a very firm tone. "Because I won't let him lose."
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Yanziwu. Thatched cottage.
The old man was lying on a chair wearing a fur coat and drinking rice wine, while Bai Zheng was adding the firewood he had chopped long ago into the fire.
The old man doesn’t have a heater at home. The weather is too cold, so he needs to light a fire to keep warm.
In the light of the fire, the old man's face was a soft golden color. His face was covered with wrinkles and gullies, and it was filled with countless storms and past events.
Gulp gulp----
The old man took a sip of rice wine, handed over the wine pot in his hand, and said, "Bai Xiu, you should also drink a sip to warm yourself up."
"No need." Bai Xiu refused. "I'm not cold."
"Yes. You are not cold." The old man said with emotion. "Young people just have vigorous blood."
Bai Xiu glanced outside the door, looking at the crowd of people standing in the snow outside, and said, "Sir, you have to say something - the old man of the Zhu family came out, the old lady of the Li family came out, the old man of the Fang family was pushed over in a wheelchair - Uncle Ye of the Ye family also came - everyone is standing at the door, just waiting for you to say something."
The gentleman did not even glance outside, but just pretended that these people did not exist, and said with a smile and scolding: "I am standing here, not taking a single step back - these naughty monkeys, do they think this is a play?"
Bai Xiu chuckled and said, "Isn't it just acting?"
"Yes. It's just acting." The gentleman sighed. "You young people are unwilling to accept and are full of energy. You like to be lively and conspicuous. You don't want to be left behind. However, the passing flowers are just a flourishing scene. Isn't it better for us, the people of Yanziwu, to live a down-to-earth and peaceful life?"
"A few naughty monkeys came to Sifang City, shouting and jumping, and put on a show of being ready to die. Aren't they just trying to make an old man like me express my stance? Aren't the grandfathers and grandmothers standing outside also trying to force an old man like me to leave the palace?"
"Who would have thought that the real battlefield of the conflict between a few little naughty monkeys in Yanjing City would be here, in Yanziwu?"
"Of course someone thought of it." Bai Xiu said.
"Yes. The kid from the Fang family must have thought of it. He was the one who directed this big show, how could he not have thought of it?" The gentleman smiled bitterly and shook his head. "He came to me a few days ago and said that we in Yanziwu have been low-key for hundreds of years, shouldn't we be high-profile for once? I sang a passage from "Zeng Guang Xian Wen" for him - I never thought that he would come to Yanjing with a group of guys in the blink of an eye to put on such a show for me."
"Well, they have already set up the stage in Yanjing City. If I don't stand up and sing a song, I won't be able to satisfy them----"
The gentleman stood up holding the wine pot, walked to the corner and took out a small golden key. He used the key to open a wooden box, and inside the box was a well-preserved rotary telephone.
He dialed a few numbers and the call was quickly picked up.
A man's majestic and respectful voice came from the microphone, saying, "Sir, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"I didn't want to make this call. I drank a little too much wine today. Just listen to me nagging for a while. Don't be impatient. You run the country, and we protect it. I don't think anyone is nobler than anyone else. I just think someone works harder than anyone else."
"The ancestor of the Zhu family was a Hanlin, but when the foreign race entered the pass, the whole family fought against the enemy, and only one of the nine sons survived. The grandmother, father, and brothers of the Li family all died in that unknown local conflict. The husband of the old grandmother of the Ye family was the captain of the guard of the leader at that time, and used his chest to block two bullets for the old leader. The father of Fang Huwei of the Fang family was a Tai Chi master in the divine realm, and he died in the battle for the dragon energy between the East and the West. And Fang Huwei himself, he injured his legs and became disabled when he accepted the challenge of the Western Red Devil------"
"You are familiar with the Twenty-Four Histories, and you are even more familiar with modern history. There are things I don't need to tell you, but you know some things I don't know - the heroic spirits of Yanziwu will never disperse, and loyalty will last forever. However, if the descendants of the ancestors shed blood and tears, who will be willing to die for the country in the future?"
(ps: Lao Liu was not a good student when he was in school. He did not study in any 985 universities, but only in a 958 university. Therefore, after graduation, he could only rely on writing some amateurish articles to support his family. There are many shortcomings, so please forgive me! You should also learn from my mistakes and study hard.) (To be continued)