Li Zi fastened the dust spray ring to her thigh, put down her skirt, packed up her equipment, and waited for the madrigal to invite her to go. In the past minute, she seemed to have stayed up for an hour, studying how to tie a double ponytail in front of the mirror, looking left and right in the mirror to pass the time.

Jun Yi gasped slightly and walked into the armed room, threw her shirt, unbuttoned her back with both hands, and turned her head sweatily and asked, "Li Zi, what are you doing with equipment?" ”

"Doesn't Mu Ziqi have an investigation mission? Li Zi fiddled with her hair in the mirror.

"Do you like pastoral songs?" said Junyi, smiling meaningfully.

"Nonsense! He hates it!" said Lizi, leaning over to the mirror and applying lipstick carefully.

"If you're waiting for a madrigal, don't wait. The pastoral banner had just set off, and Zheng Qian wanted to go with her, and they left the fortress together. Junyi finished briskly, and then carefully looked at Li Zi's reaction.

Li Zi's lipstick was broken. She was stunned for a moment before she reacted, leaned in front of the mirror, looked closely at the crooked red line, and looked down at the broken lipstick, and tears slowly overflowed from her eyes.

"My Roselle ......," Li Zi looked at the lipstick sadly.

"The last one, you've finally broken it. And you don't like him? You're jealous. Junyi clapped her hands and laughed. She had been jealous of this Roselle limited edition for a long time.

"Nonsense! It's just a little fluctuating mood. Li Zi picked up the lipstick and threw it into the paper basket, regaining her composure.

"The man you like is going out with the bewitching slut outside!" Junyi emphasized with a smile.

Li Zi was unmoved. She drank water from a teacup and glanced contemptuously at Junyi, who was changing clothes: "Heh, flat-chested woman." ”

"Tsk...... Damn ......," Junyi gritted her teeth. She was jealous of Li Zi's figure.

After Junyi left, Li Zi stayed alone in the armed room, showing a look of loss with relief, enjoying the decent loneliness.

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Pastoral Song was inseparable from Zheng Qian. Tang Xianchu walked in front with a flame spear, and the red cloak floated up, covering the sea of green flowers. Shi Changyu Long took Yang Ji and Wen Xuanji to defend left and right, and protected Zheng Qian in the safest center with a diamond-shaped array. Lu Yu pressed the formation outside the team.

"You guys relax, you're nervous, the scenery is so good. Zheng Qian was disgusted on her lips, but she was proud in her heart, and stroked her hair to soothe the pastoral song, revealing a side face.

Pastoral Ge glanced at Zheng Qian, and always felt that this girl was very assertive for a while, and pitiful for a while, wandering between innocence and sophistication, just like her proud mountains, and she couldn't figure out whether it was real or cushioned.

"You are the niece of the god of war, you can't die if I die. To be honest, you shouldn't be on the battlefield. Pastoral said bluntly.

"Brother Mu, look at what you said...... It's the hardest thing to live up to the beauty, let's have a snack. Yu Long was so frightened that he hurriedly rounded the field.

Pastoral Ge carried the Qiguang knife and walked vigorously, ignoring Yu Long at all. Pastoral deliberately used straightforward words to test Zheng Qian, Yu Long was bent on flattery, and it was impossible to understand.

Zheng Qian didn't fight with the madrigal, hung up the war-free card, combed her long hair with her five fingers, and said to Yu Long with a smile: "He won't ignore me, Yu Shichang, please be tired and protect me." ”

Yu Long was flattered, he didn't expect that he could be favored by the lady of the gate valve as an inconspicuous chief, and he was so full of sycophants that he choked, and he was immediately incoherent.

Pastoral thought to herself, quite a scheming little girl. I was almost deceived by your innocence. He was confident that "four dishes and one soup" would not be so easily enveloped by Zheng Qian, so he ignored it.

"Miss Zheng, don't worry, we will fight to the death to protect you and fight to the death. "Wen Xuanji is personable. Yang Ji marched expressionlessly, his lips moved, silently reciting Wen Xuanji's sycophants, practicing repeatedly.

Muge's heart sank, and he secretly wondered why these stinky boys were scrambling to flatter Zheng Qian? Misunderstanding, she is not your sister-in-law, I didn't join the army to join a wealthy family!!

"Wen Xuanji is right, we will protect Secretary Zheng," Madrigal coughed, threw out the theme, and drew a clear line: "Protect from the position of a samurai." ”

The four dishes and one soup suddenly calmed down, and they talked and laughed. Pastoral thought, little girl, you can't play with me. "Four dishes and one soup" is my person in life, and death is my ghost.

Zheng Qian was casual, holding her face and smiling: "You won't work hard in vain." I'm preparing a big story, and when I hit for the top journalism awards, your efforts will be seen in the newspapers and widely known. It's a small reward......"

The four dishes and one soup were in good spirits, and they immediately surrounded them, and shouted in a gossiping voice: "Do your best to protect the safety of Zheng Da Beauty!" Yang Ji, pay attention to the hills in the direction of seven o'clock, Tang Xianchu remains vigilant, and sends out rangers to spread and reconnoitre, and raise vigilance!"

Pastoral remembered that Zheng Qian had accumulated a lot of investigative materials, and was committed to exposing the phenomenon and harm of the solidification of the class of the Pantheon Federation. This subject matter is very hard, and Zheng Qian's backstage is also very hard, if the manuscript is finished, she can indeed hit the highest journalism award.

Zheng Qian follows me, which means that she has taken material from me! If her works are reprinted in a hurry, then won't I also follow the fire! If all that is disseminated is my positive image, it will be an immeasurable campaign resource!

The four dishes and one soup are not stupid, they all look serious, rush to drink, busy before and after, jumping up and down, desperately impressing Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian's goal is obviously long-term, and the delicate reporter goes deep into the front line to collect materials, and this brave experience is enough to kill a large number of competitors from wealthy families in seconds. Madrigal knows that, no matter how you look at it, the reward of hitting the highest honor of the Union is much more tempting than "love". If Zheng Qian is mature enough, she must know this.

And the girls are psychologically mature earlier, Zheng Qian may be rushing to win the award.

Thinking like this, Muge's heart brightened, and he immediately took a proper posture of business, mutual benefit and reciprocity, and told Zheng Qian: "I think you underestimated the battlefield. There are a lot of surprises you wouldn't expect, and it's clear that the enemy wants you to be happy and hopeless, and no one wants to be surprised. So on the battlefield, there are a lot of happy and sad things. You have to listen to me, don't ask why, just answer 'yes' or 'no'. ”

"Yes. Zheng Qian was very well-behaved in front of him.

After marching 20 kilometers, Zheng Qian squatted down and rubbed her feet several times, but she actually endured the discomfort and did not fall behind. When they arrived at Mirror Lake, Pastoral ordered people to investigate separately.

The mirror lake is as smooth as jade, like a mirror embedded in the grassland. Pastoral stood on the hill by the lake, waiting for the chiefs to return, and did not allow Zheng Qian to move. Zheng Qian tightened her skirt and sat at his feet, holding her face and looking into the distance: "It would be nice if we didn't get anything." ”