It was several years ago that Yan Jiucheng first heard Master Mei Baojiu's "Ode to Pear Blossoms", and he remembered that when he was sitting in the car, music came from the radio, and he frowned at that time, this kind of thing is listened to by old people, and this is what he had in his concept at that time.

Helplessly, the driver's uncle listened very happily and hummed along.

"What is this singing? I can't appreciate Peking Opera at all. Yan Jiucheng asked casually.

"Mei Baojiu's "Ode to Pear Blossoms", I like to listen to it very much. Uncle Driver was wearing a gray magazine, with a vicissitudes of life, and when he turned to speak, his tone was still mixed with the smell of smoke and some sauerkraut, Yan Jiucheng looked at it, put it aside and ate the remaining half of the bun, and his eyes sparkled as he hummed a song: "You don't like it?"

Yan Jiucheng nodded honestly and asked a very rudimentary question: "Who is Mei Baojiu?"

The driver's uncle smiled dumbly, then shook his head, and said with a very regretful and emotional tone: "Today's young people don't know much about our Peking Opera, you know Mei Lanfang, right?"

Yan Jiucheng nodded.

Mei Baojiu is Mei Lanfang's youngest son, the son inherits his father's business, and he does a very good job, this song is called "Ode to Pear Blossoms", which is the theme song of Mei Baojiu's "Tang Guifei". ”

A driver who drives a taxi to make a living actually knows so much about Peking Opera, which makes Yan Jiucheng very surprised.

The driver's uncle saw the difference in Yan Jiucheng's eyes, and said with a smile: "It's strange, I know, what's so strange about this, my grandfather likes Peking Opera the most, I'm familiar with it, let me tell you, I didn't like Peking Opera when I was as young as you, and later, the older I get, the more I like it, you are old, and I like it when I listen to it." ”

The driver's uncle's words aroused Yan Jiucheng's curiosity, and he was bored in the car anyway, so he searched for Mei Baojiu on his mobile phone and saw a report.

Mei Baojiu: Life is only for one thing.

At that time, Yan Jiucheng didn't know much about this sentence, but he was also moved by this sentence.

At this time, lying on the ground at the gates of hell, he seemed to suddenly understand what it meant to 'come for one thing in life'.

I used to think that the life that could achieve this sentence was very chic, and I only came for one thing in my life, and I sacrificed a lot, and I was sassy. But at this time, Yan Jiucheng listened to the footsteps of his brother Niutou's departure, and some pieces of paper fell on his face, and he seemed to really feel the meaning and sadness behind this sentence.

is only for one thing in his life, and in this life, Yan Jiucheng is afraid that he will be inseparable from counterintelligence.

There's so much to give up.

So much that it made him a little confused.

is also far more cruel than in the movie.

It went smoothly, at four o'clock, he was thrown by the prison guards into the cabinet where the corpse was transported, covered with a lid, and piled up with the other two corpses, the blood of the person who had just died not long ago was sticky to the ground, and some slightly seeped out, pouring from the neck into Yan Jiucheng's body, which made people very uncomfortable, and the bloody smell in the small cabinet and the feeling of the hand touching the intestines that were poked out were suffocating.

Hearing only the clanging sound of the door opening and the clangling of cars, Yan Jiucheng understood that he was getting farther and farther away from the gate of hell.

How many people have been in this cabinet, yesterday's madmen and agents were removed in this cabinet, will there be a bull's head being taken out in the future, the small space and the energy of the gate of hell made Yan Jiucheng clench his fists tightly, and when he grabbed it, he found that there were a few pieces of paper in the palm of his hand in addition to blood.

The head of the cow tore up the pieces of paper with the lyrics written on them that had been thrown on the ground.

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It was very smooth, and he got on the plane in a daze, Yan Jiucheng's hand kept grabbing the piece of paper in his palm, and the finger bone of the madman hanging from his neck, and he didn't speak all the way.

"A lifetime is only for one thing. ”

This sentence echoed in his mind over and over again, and the tune was not the tune sung by Mei Baojiu, but the tune of "Ode to Pear Blossoms" sung by Niu Tou.

Opening the box, the stones he picked up during field training and the small airplane tag he bought at the airport were lying inside, he put the bloody piece of paper and the finger bone into the small box, and took out the stones to look at them.

When I was training in the field, I faced the lion and raised the wooden stick in my hand, and at that time, I felt that I could face such a powerful opponent as the lion, which was simply majestic.

"Congratulations, you've completed your mission. Gu Miqing's voice came from behind him, revealing a trace of admiration, Yan Jiucheng turned his head and found that Gu Miqing's exposed arm was a deep scar, a scratch the length of a palm, and there were stitches.

"You ......" Don't say that Gu Miqing is a girl, put it on a man's body, this is not a small injury, although it is a flesh injury, but the flesh injury does not mean that it is not painful.

"Save that child, when you retreat......" Gu Miqing said disapprehantly and said no more, this didn't seem to be worth mentioning to her, she laughed: "The boy doll is still alive, and the bodies of his mother and sister have also been transported back, and they were just cremated yesterday." ”

As she spoke, she took out two photos from her pocket and handed them to Yan Jiucheng.

"I've remade a copy of his mother's one, so I'll keep it for you as a souvenir. Gu Miqing pointed to Yan Jiucheng's box with his mouth: "Don't you like to collect these things?"

Yan Jiucheng took it, one was a photo of the agent's family, and the other was a little boy hanging on Gu Miqing's body, with a frightened but surviving figure on his face.

"How does he arrange it?" Yan Jiucheng touched the photo, and from the photo of the boy hugging Gu Miqing's neck tightly, he knew that he was very dependent on Gu Miqing.

"He actually relies on me a lot, but ......" Gu Miqing's face didn't have any expression: "I can't take him." ”

"Why?"

"I could die, and if I die, he will suffer the loss of a second loved one. When Gu Miqing said this, he seemed to be talking about someone else's life and story, without a trace of fear or emotion, so he said the word lightly: death.

"Then ...... him"

"Giving it to ordinary people to live an ordinary life is the best destination. When Gu Miqing said this, her eyes were slightly bent, like a crescent moon, and she laughed: "That's how to be happy, isn't it?"

Yan Jiucheng nodded.

After coming out of the gates of hell, he agreed too much with this sentence: ordinary, it's good.

"Do you have any doubts?" Gu Miqing looked at Yan Jiucheng seriously.

Yan Jiucheng nodded: "I'm thinking, what can you get by becoming a hero? I mean, apart from scientists can be saved, scientific research can make the country strong, what can we get as a group of people?"

As he spoke, he opened the small box and put the two photos in the box and placed them on the lunatic's bones, unfortunately, he didn't leave anything from the agent, otherwise the child's photo and the agent's thing would be considered a reunion.

Unfortunately, there is no reunion, and even in this form, there is no reunion.

A person who has come all his life for only one thing, a gifted person, who has been chosen by fate to be a member of counterintelligence, to stop the devil from harming our country, to assassinate scientists, this is a hero.

But heroes are also in demand.

Like a madman, he is indeed a spy who does not regret death, but isn't he also loyal to his country, and what does he get in the end?

"You'll understand, you'll figure it out soon. Gu Miqing didn't seem surprised when she heard Yan Jiucheng's question, she smiled: "I have also experienced your period, you believe me, you will soon understand what you can get." ”

Yan Jiucheng raised his head and met Gu Miqing's eyes.

It is also strange to say, full of sadness and confusion, meeting Gu Miqing's eyes, as if all the sorrows in this world have disappeared, and there seem to be stars in her eyes, which can accommodate everything.

It seems to be like a mother's harbor, allowing Yan Jiucheng to find a sense of security.

"Trust me, my partner. Gu Miqing stretched out his hand, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Congratulations, in a short period of time, you have become a counter-espionage officer who can act as the soul of our project, I am your subordinate and your partner, Gu Miqing, I will obey your command." ”

Yan Jiucheng was stunned, and stretched out his hand to hold Gu Miqing's hand.

"My subordinates?" Yan Jiucheng asked.

"Hmm. Gu Miqing nodded: "All the training is over, you completed the task from the gate of hell in advance, and won two days of precious time, and in the next two days, you devoted yourself to the memory of the data brought back by Lao Hang and Xuanlin, as well as studying our planning plan, and then put into the final project." ”

"Will you follow my command?" Yan Jiucheng asked again.

"Yes!" Gu Miqing immediately straightened up and pointed to the sign on his collar: "At night, the leader will hand over this medal to you, and you are my leader." ”

Yan Jiucheng thought for a moment and blinked: "Then can I issue an order now?"

"Of course. ”

"Gu Miqing, listen to the order!" Yan Jiucheng said with a suppressed voice.

"Here!" Gu Miqing's waist straightened.

Ouch, this is a bit cool, Yan Jiucheng smiled, circled around Gu Miqing, who was standing straight, and touched his chin.

"Gu Miqing, listen to the order!" Yan Jiucheng said again.

"Here!" Gu Miqing replied again, his waist straight.

Oh, it's really a little cool! Yan Jiucheng grinned, and then circled around Gu Miqing, who was standing straight, and licked his lips.

"My command is ......"

Yan Jiucheng gave the first order after he became the soul of the project.

A trace of surprise flashed on Gu Miqing's face, she looked at Yan Jiucheng fixedly, and then, she pursed her mouth, her eyes were shining, and nodded: "Yes!"

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In the evening, the bull turned on the radio as customary.

For a whole day, he looked downstairs with a black face, and there was a pool of blood in the place he was looking at, which was where Yan Jiucheng faked his death.

The red man on the fourth floor suddenly disappeared, which caused rumors to spread about the gates of hell, but George's side immediately came down with the news, saying that Nine Eyes was shameless, killed, and transported out in the morning.

"I already knew that he was too flamboyant!"

"When he was taken to George, I felt that something was wrong, you think, the person who came down from George's can have a mouth?!"

All day long, people around me were talking about this smash hit but rapid decline of the celebrity.

The bull head didn't confide in half a word, he just had a black face, but he still should eat and drink, how to deal with the danger that may come at any time if he doesn't eat or drink?

To be alive, to live like an ant, is the most important thing.

The radio he turned on was chirping, and as usual, it was the only radio station he could find, and it wasn't in English, and the bull didn't understand it, but there was music to relax in the evening.

Music is the black bull's favorite thing at the gates of hell, which has no borders and can soothe his soul at the gates of hell like purgatory.

"I ordered a Peking Opera from the East, "Ode to Pear Blossoms". "Suddenly, a little girl's voice came over the radio, speaking in English, 'Pear Blossom Song' three words in Chinese, stumbling.

"What's your name?" the host asked in broken English.

"My name is Nine Eyes, it's my nickname, I gave it to myself, is it good?" said the little girl.

"Oh?!" A little girl actually gave herself such a domineering name, which made the host laugh: "Okay, I'll search for it." ”

The bull's face seemed to freeze, and he turned his head to stare at the radio, breathing heavily.

"Well, let's let go of the oriental music, you wait a little longer. The host's voice came out.

"I'm going to hear it, I'll be back tomorrow. The little girl looked stubborn, causing the host to laugh again.

The bull head stood up, nearly two meters tall like a behemoth, he stared at the radio, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and suddenly became very thirsty, he swallowed his saliva.

Pear blossoms bloom in spring with rain

Pear blossoms fall into the mud in spring

This life is only for one person

He is also a king

Music came over the radio.

The bull's eyes widened, as if struck by lightning, and he remained motionless for a full minute until the song was finished.

"fk!*&%¥#@, Nine Eyes!" Niu Tou suddenly scolded, and he grabbed his hair in disbelief: "What the hell are you singing to me!

"*&%¥#@" The bull head has been swearing for a minute.

Finally laughed, but there were tears in his eyes, and he looked at the radio: "Nine eyes, my brother, you sang to me all the out-of-tune......! I love Peking Opera so much, it's so beautiful! My brother ...... It's such beautiful music...... My brother. ”

Except for the people at the gates of hell who know the bull head on the seventh floor, a strong black man of one meter and two, who actually likes to sing like a woman with his throat pinched, no one outside knows anymore.

Yes, the bull's head on the seventh floor.

The next day, George received a new deal, and he moved the cow's head to the seventh floor, with a dilapidated television, a pantry, and the occasional woman's to sleep on the seventh floor.

On top of that, the seventh floor has a full set of newly delivered DVDs and several beautiful oriental mystery costumes.

In the DVD, it is Peking Opera.

Costumes are costumes.

Wearing it, it is Yan Jiucheng's brotherhood that he can't say his identity, but he is really willing to intersect with his heart.