My Spicy Girlfriend

Seeing that Li Xiaoer has been refusing, the political commissar turned his eyes to Li Xiaoer that week and said, "Li Xiaoer, if you don't help this time, it is estimated that brigade commander Wang Zhen will really have to accept the serious punishment of our army commander. If you don't do well, it is estimated that our brigade commander will not even have the position of brigade commander."

That week, the political commissar said things very seriously and said to Li Xiaoer.

Li Xiaoer frowned and looked at Wang Zhen on one side.

"Really? It's all so serious?"

Wang Zhenben didn't intend to cheat Li Xiaoer, but up to now, he only had this shameless trick, so he forced this face to pretend to be very painful and said, "it's true."

"The commander has just given an order. If I don't invite you, I'll have to leave the barracks tomorrow."

Listening to Wang Zhen's words, Li Xiaoer hesitated.

That week, the political commissar went on to say, "Li Xiaoer, you have a good relationship with our brigade commander. You can't die..."

Li Xiaoer looked at the two people in front of him and finally said helplessly, "that's all right!"

"I'll promise you to answer a few questions from reporters, but I'll state in advance that I can answer one or two questions... I won't say anything about too many questions."

Hearing Li Xiaoer's sudden promise, Wang Zhen and the political commissar of that week, let alone how happy they were, said excitedly: "good, good, good!"

"You can rest assured. There are definitely a few questions."

In this way, Li Xiaoer was coaxed and cheated by the two guys to accept this meaningless interview.

Li Xiaoer didn't think that the so-called press conference would dig up so many things before... If Li Xiaoer knew it would be like this, I don't think he would go to kill him (this is later).

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Li Xiaoer is going to answer the reporter's interview.

For the North China military region, this has finally solved the urgency of burning coal. Otherwise, those reporters are expected to break through the door of the North China field military region.

After the North China field army finally let the so-called reporters in, they arranged in a huge conference room, and then let those reporters take the lead in waiting for Li Xiaoer in the conference room.

What about Li Xiaoer? Wang Zhen also specially prepared a clean suit to wear. After all, is this going to be on TV!

Li Xiaoer dressed up quite neatly and handsome, so he went to meet the so-called journalists.

Under the protection of the North China Field Army, Li Xiaoer finally slowly appeared in the conference room full of reporters.

As soon as Li Xiaoer appeared, the reporters' eyes lit up.

After all, now Li Xiaoer is the most "hot" person on the media Internet!

As soon as Li Xiaoer appeared, all the cameras and cameras snapped up. Li Xiaoer only felt a little dizzy in his head.

He doesn't like such an environment very much.

"Is that Li Xiaoer?"

"Yes, it should be."

……

Suddenly, the whole conference room became lively.

"Everyone be quiet, please be quiet. Now Li Xiaoer has come. You can ask any questions you want."

Just listen to commissar Zhou standing on the stage to the left of Li Xiaoer smiling at a group of reporters.

After hearing the words of political commissar Zhou, those reporters immediately scrambled to hold the microphone and began to ask.

"Mr. Li, how did you rescue the commander of the North China field military region?"

"Mr. Li, when you rescued the old commander of the North China Field Army region, did you take into account your own dangerous situation? And why did Mr. Li do such a dangerous move?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Li... After saving the commander-in-chief of the North China field military region, do you think you have become a celebrity more famous than a star overnight..."

Suddenly, a mess of questions asked Li Xiaoer.

Li Xiaoer only feels two words: bored!

He frowned tightly, his mouth closed, and no one answered their so-called questions.

The reporters were still chirping and asking like a annoying sparrow.

"Quiet!"

"Everybody be quiet!"

Suddenly, political commissar Zhou shouted there.

The reporters then quieted down.

"You'd better ask questions one by one... Otherwise, how can we answer so many questions?" said political commissar Zhou with an ugly face.

"From now on, you raise your hands and ask questions one by one."

After political commissar Zhou said so, all the reporters raised their hands together.

"You ask!" then political commissar Zhou stretched out his hand and pointed to the front male reporter wearing glasses.

The male reporter quickly stood up.

"Hello, Mr. Li, I'm a reporter from Southern Metropolis Entertainment. I'd like to ask if Mr. Li would know that there is a great danger if he sacrificed his life to save commander Mu Yunlong this time?"

Li Xiaoer listened to the reporter's question and said briefly, "yes!"

"Then I would like to ask, since Mr. Li knows the danger, what force has surrounded you to take such risks?" the reporter asked.

"Because my heart tells me that I must save!"

"Oh, thank you for Mr. Li's answer." the reporter was very satisfied and sat down.

Then, political commissar Zhou pointed to the reporters who raised their hands.

"You ask."

Then a female reporter stood up.

Reporter: Mr. Li, how old are you?

Li Xiaoer is a little depressed about this problem. Unexpectedly, these reporters are even concerned about their age. How can he imagine that the current media newspapers are most concerned about some personal things of "celebrities".

Li Xiaoer: 25

Reporter: when did Mr. Li contact the North China field military region?

Li Xiaoer: not long ago.

Reporter: did Mr. Li think he would be famous after saving the commander-in-chief of the North China field army?

Li Xiaoer said: No.

Reporter: what does Mr. Li do? Why are you proficient in fighting skills and able to catch criminals?

Li Xiaoer: because I learned to fight.

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Some messy questions were asked one by one in Li Xiaoer's very short answer.

Li Xiaoer seemed to be perfunctory and stood there facing the questions of these boring reporters.

Finally

A female reporter who claimed to be a Jiangdu evening news stood up and asked questions.

Reporter: Excuse me, Mr. Li. As far as we know, you seem to have been in Beijing before? And I've also done a series of security work there... I don't know if it's true?

When the reporter suddenly talked about the familiar place name "Jingdu", Li Xiaoer suddenly felt a shock... The whole person's heart seemed to be touched, stunned, and then his eyes looked into the distance.

Kyoto, Jingdu, what a familiar name, what a name Li Xiaoer can't forget.

This city is the first time that Li Xiaoer came out of Liaocheng

It was also the first time he felt the world's largest city from a poor boy in a mountain

There are all his most unforgettable things, scenery, high-rise buildings, and those dazzling people.

How can Li Xiaoer forget everything

Youth suddenly appears, things are right and people are wrong. Although Kyoto is still the same, what about those who have met themselves? What about them

The smoke of the past scenes finally surfaced in his frozen heart!

Li Xiaoer is still standing among the chattering reporters, but what about his mind? But flew away at this moment

Flew to the distant "Beijing city". "Mr. Li, how long did you work as a security guard?"

"Mr. Li, what did you do in Beijing?"

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As the reporters asked questions one by one, then Li Xiaoer suddenly turned around. In the surprised voice of the people, he saw that Li Xiaoer's figure soon disappeared in the crowd.

Not only are all the reporters stunned there one by one, but even commissar Zhou and those soldiers around him are stunned one by one... No one knows what happened to Li Xiaoer.

Recollection:

If only time could go back to the past?

If only life could come back?

No matter how beautiful fireworks are, they will suddenly show their youth, but what about the previous beauty? What about the good old days?

Has it been forgotten? Or has it faded?

Jingdu!

A big city where Li Xiaoer came out of Liaocheng for the first time.

The city is still prosperous and the high-rise buildings are still there, but what about the people in the past?

Have things changed?

Jingdu, Tang's enterprise.

A wealthy and influential Down's enterprise in Beijing, mainly engaged in real estate, hotel and entertainment.

Tang's enterprise is located in the prosperous area of Beijing. You can see the Tang family's villa in the prime location from a distance. The luxury house integrating China and the west is quite majestic. The outside is pasted with imported elephant white tooth tiles, which emits dazzling light in the sunlight.

The person who owns this palace is Tang Zheng, the founder of Tang's enterprise.

A man who once started from scratch, a man who worked hard in the mall for many years and finally killed his way.

As usual, Tang Zheng would sit in the back garden of the villa at noon every day and read the financial newspaper for two hours.

Today is no exception.

The life of the rich has always been so regular.

From a distance, you can see that Tang, sitting on the bamboo and rattan chair in the sun, is wearing a light white casual dress as before, lying comfortably on the bamboo chair.

There is a cup of coco coffee on the wooden table next to it.

Behind him was a straight man standing with a clear outline. No one remembered the man's name, but everyone knew his surname was Zhou, and there was a nickname called desperate Saburo.

He is the only bodyguard around Tang Zheng: desperately Saburo Xiaozhou.

While Tang was lying on the bamboo and rattan chair, a man in his 50s came out slowly in ordinary clothes.

With a financial newspaper just released today in his hand, he came to Tang Zheng, an old housekeeper of the Tang family, Fubo.

After the old housekeeper came over, he gently bent over to Tang Zheng and called, "Sir, the financial newspaper you want has come down."

Lying on the bamboo chair, Tang Zheng slightly opened his eyes and saw Fubo.

Then Tang Zheng sat up straight as soon as he moved his body, took a sip of the coffee around him, and then stretched out his hand to pick up the financial newspaper handed over by Fubo.

"Is this today's?" Tang Zheng asked.