Chapter 589: The Big Witch Ling Lin 3

"I bought a new thing recently, please help me see?" Rice's eyes were filled with spring, and he glanced at the cloth, and walked into the room, especially when she left, her seductive smile at the cloth, which made the cloth look so excited that she hurriedly followed her, very impatiently.

"I protest, I want to raise the most serious protest to the Chinese government!"

If you just hear such a simple statement, you will definitely think that this is another protest by the French government in a TV speech, but if you see a group of people who are laughing and laughing tiltedly, you will never have that idea.

Here is, yes, and these performances with Uncle Benshan's flavor have swept the entire country where the dragons grow with those black action that are constantly published on the Internet.

"Grandma, as soon as I see Sarkic's monkey face, which is about to become a monkey, I will laugh so hard that I want to die. It's so satisfying, so satisfying!" In the classroom of a department of Fudan University, two people who knew they were living treasures at a glance were standing in the middle of the podium and performing in a vocal and beautiful manner. As their performance progressed, there would be bursts of laughter and excitement from time to time.

"Tail, too vent, this is the man, this is the man, "I will let the French government pay for Sakchi, and the whole France will pay for him. I will regain my promise not to use weapons of mass destruction. From this moment on, all the French will be the object of my revenge until your president apologizes to all and drives the speaker out of the country!" Look, look, these words are simple, and I believe that everyone we sit in will say, but the words are the same, but those unsung heroes have said these words abroad, not only do they say that, but they do so, come, let us toast to these unsung heroes!"

The performance of the live treasures once again detonated the audience. Although there was no wine or glasses here, everyone raised their hands and hit the air violently.

"Let us pray for the heroes who have shown our country's power, to show the dignity of the Chinese nation, and to say no to the Western Lord and the great powers. We hope that they can return to the motherland one by one, and come back one by one." As the sentence fell, the scene immediately fell into silence. At this moment, everyone was silent, because they all knew that any battlefield was bloody and piled up corpses. Although these students were praying for blessings, each of them understood that in such a war, it was impossible to return to a lot of people, even if no one could return to this land, it was very possible.

"A classmate of mine is also a brother I admire very much. He once said that the rise of any nation represents the end of another nation. On this road of national rise, blood, killing, and war will never be missing. Our comrades fell down and we cannot cry. When our relatives left, we cannot cry, because at the moment when we were crying and sad, bullets would pass through our heads. A war that might control the overall situation would end with our failure because of this tear!' My brother, when he said these words to me at that time, I even felt so disdainful, thinking that these words of his were simply empty talk. The war was so far away from us in such a peaceful era. Even if it really began, it would not be possible.

Let me experience it myself. After all, our country has a strong army. But now, I understand, I really understand. When the 2008 Holy Fire is about to be lit and the world's Chinese powers stand up one after another to create chaos for my powerful Chinese nation, I realized that we have always been hostile. Our peace is simply a dream built under the encirclement of Western powers. Imperialism has never relaxed its enemy to the Chinese nation, nor has it relaxed." The fat boy on the podium took a deep breath and continued, "This is a great war, a great war for national rejuvenation, a great war for our Chinese nation to stand at the center of the world. 2008, long live the Olympics, long live heroes, and long live China!"

"Long live."

The slogans that shook the sky came from one person, two people, one hundred people, two hundred people, one thousand people, two thousand people, countless crowds waved their arms and shouted the slogan of long live China. The roars that shook the sky made the Fudan teachers who arrived, all their eyes were red, their fists were clenched, and their faces were filled with relief. They saw hope, revitalization, and the hope of a nation in the faces of these prides of heaven!

However, all this cannot stop a person's footsteps. To be precise, it is the footsteps of a beautiful girl. This beautiful girl is Liu Wan'er!

"Wan'er, aren't you in a good mood yet?" Zuo Shilan looked at her good sister, and the concern in her eyes made Liu Wan'er smile slightly, "Lanlan, I'm fine, you can bring me here, it's great, I'm very happy."

"Since you are happy, why are you still so frowning?" Zuo Shilan sighed, "I really don't know how to say hello. If it were my boyfriend like this, I would have kicked him aside. Tell me, where is the boyfriend missing like him, and how many months will he disappear? There is no news yet, and it is only you, a silly girl, who is so obsessed with him."

"Lanlan, don't say that to him. I believe that he must have urgent matters to do this. Yufeng is definitely not the kind of person who doesn't know the importance of it. I believe that he must have something to do to do so." Although Liu Wan'er said that, she still had a deep sense of loss in her eyes. After all, she was just an ordinary girl and longed to be able to snuggle with her beloved every day.

"Is that so, Wan'er, then I want to ask, did he accompany you on Valentine's Day last year? Did he accompany you this year? You have been together for two years, but he disappeared for a year in his freshman year. He just came to this sophomore year and his butt had not sat in the heat, and he disappeared again. I'm afraid the French president is not as busy as him, right?" Zuo Shilan shook Liu Wan'er's arm and said, "Wan'er, I admit that Xiang Yufeng's excellence is really excellent, whether it is elephant or otherwise, and I believe he will definitely be in trouble in the future.

There are some achievements in the industry, but who are you? You are Liu Wan'er, the jewel in the palm of Liu Xiong, the president of the top 50 Liu's company. No matter how outstanding Xiang Yufeng is, he will never be able to climb to the point where he can match you in his lifetime, right? So, in my opinion, I might as well break up as soon as possible. There are more young men who want to pursue you. Xiang Yufeng is just better at it, but no matter how good he is, he is just a martial artist."
Chapter completed!