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When Zhang Yang came out of the room, he was stunned, the empty streets when they came were now full of people, and the traffic was very lively, obviously, before they came, Maimaiti was afraid of accidents and blocked the whole street. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

From here, Zhang Yang once again corrected the energy of Maimaiti in Xinjiang Province.

It is no wonder that figures like Aze are also willing to serve Maimaiti, and it has to be said that Maimaiti's status in Xinjiang Province has been rooted in people's hearts.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but glance at Aze, and it just so happened that Aze also glanced at him, and the eyes of the two met.

"I'm sorry!" Aze was word-by-word.

"It's okay, everyone has secrets, everyone has problems, no matter what happens, we are all brothers!" Zhang Yang stared at Aze's eyes.

"Yes, brother!"

What is a brother?

In the rivers and lakes, brothers are able to give their backs to each other with confidence, brothers are sharing weal and worn, and brothers are righteous words.

For the word "brother", it has been interpreted in China for thousands of years, and the real brother is the uncomplaining and unrepentant dedication, the support of obscurity, the trust, and the surname and habit forged with the iron and blood of the rivers and lakes!

Of course, brothers also have betrayals, betrayals, and friends who drink and meat!

No matter how much betrayal and how much darkness there is, the word "brother" is always positive. A man, a normal man, if he does not have a few brotherly friends in his life, then, it is a failed man.

A real man will not lack brothers in his life, brothers are to share joy together, bear pain together, when cornered, the first person you think of must be your brother!

For a long time, Zhang Yang has always thought that he has failed in life, because he has no real friends, and his only brother Liu Biao is also made because of many accidental relationships, so Zhang Yang has always valued Aze's brother.

There is a large bazaar gathering place nearby, although it is already three o'clock in the afternoon, but there are still a lot of people, which is mainly related to the weather, it is winter, and the time of the bazaar has been delayed with the time.

Xuelian seems to be very happy, buying a lot of souvenirs, so tired that the three of them are all big bags and small bags, I have to say that liking shopping is a woman's natural surname.

"I said Sister Xuelian, you will send these things to the general?"

Liu Biao depressedly lifted a tapestry in his hand, although this tapestry is exquisitely made, but, whether it is from the price or from the quality point of view, this is not the top grade, Liu Biao is a little confused, why buy these cheap goods, and even, there are raisins for a few dollars a pound in the supermarket......

"I ...... What does my dad mean...... I don't understand it either......" Xuelian, who was happily shopping, was suddenly blushed by Liu Biao's words, and said weakly.

"Xuelian, don't listen to him, even if you choose, these things are nothing here, but, in Yanjing, it is definitely a rare thing, your father understands people's psychology very well, do you think, what is the identity of the general, will he lack those valuable things? Although you give these local products and local handicrafts, although they are cheap, they are definitely much better than giving famous cigarettes, wine, and valuables. Zhang Yang said.

"Well, I think so too, when I was very young, I went to Yanjing with my brother to play, and the raisins sent to Uncle Stammer, he liked to eat them very much, and mare's milk wine, and he also liked to drink, and he also told me, next time I see him, I must bring him a tapestry from Xinjiang Province, but I can't think of it, this farewell, I haven't seen it for more than ten years, and I don't know if they still remember the little girl at the beginning......" Xuelian played with the tapestry in her hand a little lost.

"He must remember you, you're so cute, hehe, let's go, it's almost there." Zhang Yang said with a smile, the girl's brain is too simple, with these gifts, it is more of a symbolic meaning, no matter who it is, it will not take these gifts to heart, for a superior person like the stammering general, these are already things outside the body, when they reach their kind of realm, although it can't be said that there is no desire, at least, these ordinary things are difficult to enter their eyes.

To Zhang Yang's surprise, Maimaiti's efficiency was that night, and they were sent to the airport of a nearby city and boarded a direct plane to Yanjing.

After getting on the plane, Zhang Yang had to sigh at the power of Mamat in Xinjiang Province, and he could get on the plane without security checks, and even, when he got on the plane, Aze's waist knife was still dangling in his hand......

The plane flew in the night sky, and Zhang Yang suddenly felt a burst of nervousness, similar to the taste of homesickness, however, Yanjing was not his hometown.

All along, he was looking forward to going to Yanjing.

Yanjing is his holy place, because, where sleeps a one of his idols, a great man, a thinker, a philosopher, a calligrapher, a poet, a strategist......

For more than 20 years, Zhang Yang was a cowardly person, but the two people he admired were two extremes, one was the founding leader of China, and the other was the murderous Nazi leader of World War II.

The worship of the founding leader stems from his powerful poetry, as well as the atmospheric calligraphy, Zhang Yang is a person who writes calligraphy, and naturally understands the majestic momentum of the clouds and rivers and the mind hidden between the lines.

And the worship of Hitler stems from his ambition, and who has the courage to unify the world when looking at the world?

These two people, in Zhang Yang's mind, are great people who have never been seen before or since!

Whether it is the founding leader of China or the spiritual pillar of the Nazis, there is no doubt that they are all great men, great men are not necessarily good people, but great men are certainly not ordinary people, their ideas, their style, their thoughts, are all ahead of the world, their influence, absolutely not a year or two, but hundreds of years, or even thousands of years.

A real great man can influence thousands, trillions of people, and only such a person is a real great man!

Of course, in addition to the first great man in China's modern history, there is also the Great Wall that stretches for tens of thousands of miles and the Forbidden City that has been precipitated by thousands of years of Chinese culture.

Vaguely, Zhang Yang felt that there seemed to be a trace of concern in his heart, in Yanjing......

This is a question he has always avoided, and it is also a question he has never wanted to think about, and now, it will be put on the table, and Zhang Yang can't figure out his feelings for Wang Yan, and his life in just a few days has always lingered.

often thinks of that delicate face in my dreams, and even, the longing for that face far exceeds the longing for Xiao Yiran.

Zhang Yang has always been unable to distinguish his feelings, it seems that his feelings are very messy, and he has no specific surname, Zhang Yang doesn't understand why he feels this way, as if, he has never thought of paying on a certain girl.

Zhang Yang thinks that he is a selfish person, so Zhang Yang has been evading, constantly evading, not seeing Xiao Yiran, not seeing Wang Yan, and even, trying not to have contact with Snow Lotus and keep his distance.

It's a feeling that can't be spoken.

It seems that all the different surnames are fraught with danger......

In fact, Zhang Yang doesn't know clearly, he has no confidence in his determination, and a strong sense of inferiority always occupies his thoughts, no matter how many excellent memories he inherits, but his inferiority complex for women in his bones has not improved, until now, he still doesn't believe that he really has a relationship with Xiao Yiran, and he is not sure that Wang Yan really has a good impression of him.

Life is very wonderful, what you can't get is very much wanted, and when you really get it, you wonder if you have it.

Zhang Yang sighed, closed his eyes after touching the little silver fox on his body, and when he encountered emotional problems, Zhang Yang generally practiced meditation to let his mind enter a state of emptiness, which was the best way to escape.

Immediately, the flamboyant mind went into a meditative state.

Wave after wave of whirlpools burst and gathered, burst again, and gathered again, as if the universe exploded, followed by continuous gathering and splitting, Zhang Yang's meditation expanded rapidly, first of all, he felt that the little silver fox's head emitted a circle of brain waves, which made Zhang Yang feel weird, the little silver fox's brain waves were very strong, you know, Zhang Yang is difficult to detect human brain waves, and he can feel the brain waves of the silver fox, which shows that the brain structure of the little silver fox is very special, and it can release brain waves.

No wonder the little silver fox could feel the summoning of his divine thoughts.

Thinking about it, the little silver fox seemed to feel Zhang Yang's meditation, poked his head out and looked at it for a while, and then retracted into his pocket and fell asleep, this is a problem that Zhang Yang has never been able to understand, the little silver fox sleeps almost all the time except foraging, as if it evolved in sleep, sometimes, Zhang Yang really doubts whether the silver fox is a creature on the earth, whether it is living habits or food is so special.

Meditation spreads ...... Feeling that Liu Biao was also practicing, he closed his eyes, and an obvious air flow flowed in his thick limbs, and the muscles jumped with the air flow, as if countless lives were moving.

Aze looked cold, his eyes looked at the night sky outside the window, and his slender fingers caressed the cold blade.

Snow Lotus, Snow Lotus was unbuckling her seat belt, then fastening it again, unfastening it again, and buttoning it again, seemingly restless......

(To be continued)