The years of red flags

Chapter 37

Yuan Jun said unconvinced, "Zuo is nothing more than punching a tiger in Nanshan and kicking a dragon in Beihai. Isn't that what you saw today?"

Li Kuiyong laughed honestly and said: "He is indeed an ordinary person. When Zhong Yuemin speaks, when he touches his mouth, he can't boast."

After all, he was the one who went to work to support his family. Li Kuiyong's speech was a little less vigorous and more stable, which made Jiang Hua look at him with admiration.

Everyone bowed to the end, but Yuan Jun had no room to explode, so he could only sit down bored, but Zhong Yuemin looked at Li Kuiyong curiously, this was by no means the Li Kuiyong he knew.

After breakfast, a group of people came to the entrance of the theater, and the ticket window was already full of people, one by one, benches and bricks, lined up in a long queue in an orderly manner.

Dingling bells, the melodious sound of bicycle bells rang out, and many juniors wearing general school nuns appeared from all directions, with uniform expressions of rebelliousness and eyesight, only when they saw the same kind, they would show a trace of smile.

Li Yuanchao was in the north direction, straddling his bicycle obliquely, and greeted each veteran leader with his eyes, mixed with American military salute.

No one leaked, including Zhong Yuemin and Jiang Hua, this is a person who does not leak anything, no wonder they are so prosperous.

Zhong Yuemin laughed and said, "Why don't we go up and have a chat, since I know he has ambitions, I'm more interested in him instead."

Jiang Hua said indifferently: "Let's talk, don't tear him down. Now the veterans in the capital still need such a big flag to poke him. If you tear him down, he will be set up as a big flag. You must not Willing."

"The ghost is willing to be the banner, so let him be Li Yuanchao."

Zhong Yuemin walked towards Li Yuanchao first, and before he could speak, Li Yuanchao spoke first.

"Yuemin, I knew you had to come. If you didn't have such an affair, it wouldn't be so lively."

Zhong Yuemin opened his eyes and said nonsense: "We are not the same, you are out of identity, I am a loyal lover of ballet art, let alone the Red Detachment of Women, this is a good opportunity to receive organizational education."

When it was over, Zhong Yuemin said to Jiang Hua: "Brother, do you think I'm right?"

"That is, we were born in the new society and grew up under the red flag. We have long since left the vulgar interests."

Li Yuanchao couldn't help the two of them. After all, they were still young and hadn't learned to speak official dialects.

"Ocean, you're here too."

Li Yuanchao could only change the topic, and Zhang Haiyang happened to be here, so he took advantage of the opportunity to say hello and ease the awkward atmosphere.

"It must come. Such an outrageous thing, without me, Zhang Haiyang, would not have happened."

The bullying words made Zhong Yuemin feel ashamed, because he thought the same way a long time ago.

Dang Dang, three bells rang, and the theater went to work. I saw two female employees in the office walking into the ticket window with two wooden boxes on their backs.

"Begin."

The crowd in line became restless. They lined up all night just for this moment, for a ticket, so that they could enjoy the graceful dance of the Red Detachment of Women.

Crowds flocked to the ticket window, but the queues were still neat.

The people around Li Yuanchao said with a smile: "The ticket sales have started, it's our turn to show our talents, let's go."

Veterans walked to the ticket window in groups. As for the team, wherever I stand, that is the team.

The rest of the people queuing up to buy tickets were of course dissatisfied, so the bold ones began to attack the veterans' camp, and the timid ones criticized them verbally.

An old soldier took out a kitchen knife from his satchel and raised it above his head. The shiny blade shocked the commotion crowd at that time.

Zhong Yuemin and Yuan Jun were also going to buy tickets, but Jiang Hua didn't move, but shouted at Zhong Yuemin: "Yuemin, buy two more tickets."

Zhong Yuemin was puzzled, and glanced at Jiang Hua. Jiang Hua pointed to the other side, turned his head, and saw Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun anxiously like ants on a hot pot. According to this posture, they would definitely not be able to buy tickets today.

Zhong Yuemin immediately understood, squeezed into the crowd, dropped the ticket money, and snatched six tickets in a chic manner.

At this time, it showed what it means to value sex over friends, and Zhong Yuemin, who got the ticket, walked towards Zhou Xiaobai in a desperate manner.

Standing beside Jiang Hua, Zheng Tong shook his head and said, "This guy, pure and innocent, cares more about sex than friends, what a miserable end for being friends with him."

Jiang Hua arched Zheng Tong with his arms and said narrowly: "Don't be discouraged, maybe you can help you solve your personal problems."

"Just him, as long as he doesn't take away my personal problems, I'll be Amitabha."

"Zhong Yuemin still has this bit of loyalty. He still understands that a friend's wife should not be bullied."

Zheng Tong rolled his eyes: "I can't count on him."

Zhong Yuemin, Zhou Xiaobai, and Luo Yun were giggling and didn't know what to say, they were too far away to hear anything, and finally Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun pushed their bicycles away contentedly, and Zhong Yuemin came back with a look of unfulfilled satisfaction.

"It's over for emphasizing sex over friends."

Zhong Yuemin didn't seem to hear it, and distributed the tickets to Jiang Hua and Zheng Tong. The thickness of his skin was unfathomable.

At this time, Zheng Tong was joking with Zhong Yuemin, and Jiang Hua looked around, and the people in the queue had already bought tickets, and the rest of the people in line started to buy tickets in an orderly manner, and it was nothing, and they could go home.

At this time, Jiang Hua suddenly discovered something. Many stubborn masters came, and they all seemed to lean towards Li Yuanchao consciously.

Jiang Hua patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder and said, "Something is going to happen!"

Zhong Yuemin looked around and saw nothing unusual, so he asked, "What happened?"

"Don't you think Li Yuanchao is surrounded by a lot of stubborn masters?"

Zhong Yuemin's strategic vision should be good, and he found the problem immediately.

"They are approaching Li Yuanchao, trying to outflank him."

Just as Zhong Yuemin wanted to remind Li Yuanchao loudly, a gray shadow flashed by, and he stood opposite Li Yuanchao's capital alone.

Zhong Yuemin picked up the bayonet in his satchel and rushed up. Zhang Haiyang saw Zhong Yuemin rushing out, so he followed Zhong Yuemin's footsteps and rushed over.

When they came to Li Yuanchao's side, they realized that Li Yuanchao had already been restrained, and a stubborn master held a bayonet against Li Yuanchao's stomach.

Li Yuanchao said with a look of disdain: "You are a little bastard, you have the guts to show up, aren't you afraid you won't be able to leave?"

"You, Li Yuanchao, are looking for me with great fanfare. If I don't show up, I won't give you face. Besides, I heard that women who dance ballet don't wear clothes. Brothers also want to see the Red Detachment of Women. Please help us buy them. ticket."

After speaking, the little bastard waved at Li Yuanchao, that means, hand over your ticket.

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