Liu Zhan needed to move his muscles so that he wouldn't get so nervous that he could get out of control, and after the meeting, he went to the vineyard and started to help weed, but it was a hot day, and he was soon so busy that he was sweating and took off his shirt.

After an hour of working beside him, she looked at her watch, "It's time to rest." She said, "Let's go listen to the news." ”

They sat in Liu Zhan's car, turned on the radio, and the text message broadcast at this time was exactly the same as what they heard first, Liu Zhan gritted his teeth anxiously: "NND, the governor should not hurry up and make a statement!"

"We can't expect him to compromise right away, can we?" That being said, but I think the governor will respond, maybe just a hint of concession.

"Halted development projects are not particularly excessive, and millions of people in California may raise their hands in favor of it. ”

"Isn't it, in Los Angeles, breathing is already dangerous because of the pollution caused by overdevelopment, damn it!" I can't believe those people can live like that. ”

"But nothing happened. ”

"Well, we always felt that they had to wait until we were demonstrating. "

"Yes" Liu Zhan hesitated for a moment, then said: "I think if we do that, I'm afraid it won't work." ”

"You mean the seismic vibrator?"

He hesitated again, he wouldn't be so honest in front of others except for his amorous feelings, and he already regretted a little that he shouldn't have revealed the intention in his heart, but since he had already opened his mouth, he still finished speaking,

"The whole plan. He said, "I'm scared that there won't be an earthquake and then we'll fail." ”

She was a little surprised, he could see it. She was used to seeing Liu Zhan confident in everything, but he had never done such a thing before.

On the way back to the vineyard, she said, "Let's do something with the big guy tonight." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Accompany everyone, do something with everyone, you are usually with Wu Ming. "

Everything everyone did was stupid, and then Liu Zhan seemed to be wasting their pathetic lives, Liu Zhan was about to say something, but he realized that there were other reasons for Feng Zhan to make this request.

She thinks I'm going to die tomorrow.

This idea gave him a slap in the face, he knew that this plan to create an earthquake was dangerous, of course, but his main consideration was that he was taking risks, once he encountered an accident, Donglong would lose the leader, and he had not considered the feelings of the people around him.

They resumed their work, but after a few minutes, they were interrupted. I saw that Qiangzi's mouth was grinning to the side of his ear, and he shouted, "Hey, look who's coming!"

Liu Zhan looked across the vineyard, he had hoped that the person who would come was Ren Lian, who had sent the child to San Francisco to meet his father.

Only she could tell Liu Zhan what to do with the seismic vibrator, and he couldn't settle down until she came back. But it's too early for her to come back now, and besides, it is impossible for Qiangzi to be so excited to see Ren Lian.

He saw a man coming down the hill, followed by a woman with a baby in her arms.

Liu Zhan frowned. Normally there are no outsiders in this valley all year round, but this morning a policeman came, and now it's these guys, but are they strangers? He narrowed his eyes, the man walked staggeringly, and his figure was very familiar, and when they got closer, Liu Zhan said, "My God, is that Wang Gang?"

"Yes, it's really Wang Gang! ”

Liu Zhan followed, walking more slowly.

Wang Gang is a member of Donglong, and his fame is so famous that he can't help but shout out when he sees the amorous feelings, of course, in front of Yan Luo, he is a willing little brother who left the team very early.

He liked Liu Zhan's previous leadership style, Donglong's early life of barely making ends meet, he enjoyed the ups and downs of crisis, and during the few hours of waking hours during the day, he liked to get drunk, or make appointments, or take drugs while drunk.

He played the blues harmonica brilliantly, and was the most successful street beggar in Donglong's history, and he joined Donglong not to find work, but purely to indulge his desires, so after a few years, when Liu Zhan and Ren Lian's rule was established, Wang Gang left and never appeared again.

After many years, he is back.

Wu Ming put his arms around him and hugged him hard.

After they separated, Liu Zhan found that Wang Gang was in a bad mental state, he had always been called a thin man, but now, he looked like a man who was about to starve, he had greasy hair and beard, but the beard was tangled, his hair seemed to have fallen out in patches, his jeans and T-shirt were dirty, and the heel of one cowboy boot had fallen off.

Wang Gang introduced that the woman who was with him was called Du Juan, and she was younger than him, less than twenty-five years old, and although her face was haggard, she was very beautiful. Her child was a young boy, eighteen months old.

She and her children were just as dirty and dirty as Wang Gang, and it was time for the villagers to have lunch, and they took Wang Gang to the room, where they took him to the room for lunch, which was made of pearl wheat and seasoned with herbs grown in the village.

The cuckoo devoured a full meal and fed the children, but Wang Gang only took a few sips before lighting a cigarette.

Wang Gang was nervous, laughing all the time, trying too hard to show a friendly gesture, he was restless, smoking cigarette after cigarette. What exactly does he want? But he will tell Liu Zhan the answer soon.

When they were cleaning the table and scrubbing the dishes and chopsticks, Wang Gang pulled Liu Zhan aside and said, "I have something I want to show you, come with me." Liu Zhan shrugged his shoulders and walked out with him.

As Liu Zhan walked, he pulled out a small packet of tobacco and a box of cigarette papers.

The villagers generally don't smoke domestic cigarettes during the day because it slows down their work in the vineyards, but today was a special day, and Liu Zhan felt he needed to relax his nerves, and as they walked up the hill and through the woods, he rolled up his inferior cigarettes with great skill.

Wang Gang licked his lips: "Don't you have that kind of exciting thing?"

"What are you using during this time, Wang Gang?"

"A little brown sugar, a little bit from time to time, you know, I want to keep my mind clear. ”

No wonder, it turned out that Wang Gang had become an addict.

"We don't have it here," Liu Zhan told him, "and no one uses this kind of thing." ”

"Whoever smokes it, I'm going to get rid of him right away, without even giving him a breather. Liu Zhan lit his inferior cigarette.

When he walked to the parking lot, Wang Gang said, "This is it. ”

At first, Liu Zhan couldn't see what it was, the rut looked like a truck, but what kind of model? It's painted in a bright color, it's red, and there's a painting on the body, and there's a fire-breathing monster on it, and there's Spanish on it, and it's very gaudy.

Wang Gang knew that Liu Zhan didn't know the Spanish characters, and he said that it read, "Hall of Bliss, this is a carnival truck." ”

Liu Zhan understands that there are a lot of small carnival equipment in the truck engine to provide power for the equipment in use, and when it is used up, the parts are folded up, loaded in the truck, and transported to the next location.

Liu Zhan handed him the cigarette and said, "Is this yours?"

Wang Gang took a deep breath, put the cigarette down, exhaled the smoke, and said, "I've been living on this for ten years, but it needs to be repaired, and I don't have the money to repair it, so I have to sell it." ”

Liu Xian understood what he wanted to do.

Wang Gang took another puff of his cigarette, but didn't hand it back: "It should be worth 15,000 dollars, but I'm going to ask for 10,000." ”

Liu Zhan nodded: "Sounds quite cost-effective, right?" For some people. "

"You should probably buy it. Wang Gang said.

"What do I want this kind of thing for, Wang Gang?"

"It's a good investment, and if you can't stay in China, or if you don't have a good harvest, you can go out and make some money in this truck. ”

They have bad luck, and it happens.

They have no way to live or die.

Liu Zhan shook his head and said, "No way, but I wish you good luck. Go ahead, old man, you'll find a buyer. ”

Wang Gang definitely knew that things would not go so smoothly, but he still looked panicked and said, "Hey, Liu Zhan, let's be honest with you I'm not in a good situation right now, can you lend me 10,000 knives?" So I can get over it. ”

"What you mean is that so you're going to have a good time, and then, in a few days, you're completely back to square one. ”

"We don't have any money. Liu Zhan told him, "I have dismissed Donglong and distributed all the money to the team members, as an old man, you should know that I am a person who doesn't like to talk about money, don't you remember?"

Wang Gang showed a sly expression: "You must have hidden your private money, don't pretend!"

"Do you think I'm going to tell you? Sorry, man, I can't help. ”

Wang Gang said, "It hits me so hard, brother, I mean, I'm really in trouble."

Liu Zhan said, "Also, don't go behind my back to ask Wu Ming, because it's useless for you to ask him." There was a fierceness in his words, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard it, I heard it," Wang Gang said, with a scared expression on his face, "Calm down, Liu Zhan, buddy, calm down." ”

Liu Zhan spent the whole afternoon worrying about Ren Lian, fearing that she would change her mind and decide to return to Shang Zhigen's side, or drive away out of sheer fear of the general.

If so, he's done, and he and no one in the village have any way to decipher Shang Zhigen's CD-ROM and figure out where to place the seismic shaker tomorrow.

When night fell, she appeared, much to his relief.

Liu Zhan is about the same age as Wang Gang. Wang Gang's death is approaching, and Liu Zhan is convinced of it.

Soon, the woman would leave him with the child.

He will go out of his way to satisfy his addiction, he may overdose, or poison the opponent with inferior drugs, or he may simply abuse his body system until he becomes insane, he gets pneumonia, and one day, he will die.

If Liu Zhan loses his faith, he will end up in the same fate as Wang Gang.

Liu Zhan imagines his return to normal Chinese society with a healthy mindset, and he fantasizes about his ordinary life, buying trendy wingtip shoes, watching TV at home and eating street stalls.

But he never got used to the rules, and he never let in the bottom line.

In Donglong, Liu Zhan makes rules and changes rules, and he is the rule.

Style walked over and said, "It's time to listen to the interview show." She said.

He and Feng walked towards the circular clearing where they parked, and they found Ren Lian already there, sitting in the back seat of the car, listening to the radio. She was already wearing a bright yellow shirt and blue jeans from the free store.

The dress was too big for her, she had tucked her T-shirt into her pants, and tied her jeans tightly with a belt, showing off her small waist, and although she was a female warrior, she was still sexy.

The presenter speaks with a lowered nasal tone, and the audience is easily hypnotized.

His strength is to speak out loud what his audience truly believes, but is ashamed to admit, and most of what he says is standard fascist issues, such as, AIDS is punishment for evil, different races have different levels of intelligence, the world needs strict discipline, and all politicians are stupid and corrupt.

Liu Zhan guessed that eighty percent of his audience was the kind of obese white man, and all the insight of this kind of person was to listen to the wind from the bar.

"He has all the temperaments I hate, prejudices, pretends, hypocrisy, self-righteousness, and really stupid," said Amorous. ”

"It's a fact. Liu Zhan said. "I'm ready to listen to the show.

I heard the moderator saying, "Now I will read the statement issued by the Governor's Cabinet Secretary, Mr. Ambaniel. ”

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