45 Remembering the enemy, remembering that he laughed more than the knife fast

Li Ming's expression was a little stiff, and he looked at the stage intently, feeling lost on the one hand, and ecstatic and impatient to see Wei Xu's wonderful expression. And Song Dan was keen and smart, and after listening to the beginning, he knew how miserable the next unfolding would be, so he hid his face and didn't look at it.

And Wei Xu's heart finally fell like a stone to the bottom of a well, and the sound of "Bu" soaked with coldness, because he knew who Miss Veneto was going to replace him.

He was clear, too clear. Like two sides of the same coin, because of the same thing, he sent that person to the tribunal, installed countless crimes, helped that person to complete his merits, and made the profession of a traitor to the pinnacle. And the hero driver, Miss Veneto, begged the criminal to give her a medal.

Let that criminal's hand put the supreme hero's ankh on her clean neck!

So honor and shame collided and fought on that criminal. So who's right and who's wrong? Who falsely accused Zhongliang? Who is the father of a thief?

When Wei Xu's mood was turbulent, VV reserved around Wei Xu, who was holding the pestle, and proudly looked down at Zhuang Yan, which made Zhuang Yan dumbfounded.

"Zhuang Yan," VV looked around playfully, pretending to be fake, "Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan? ”

"Hey, here, here." Zhuang Yan was afraid that she would shout again, so he hurriedly raised his hand.

VV mischievously bent down to look at him: "Why are you stunned, you come up and hang that medal around my neck." ”

Wei Xu clenched the Hero's Cross in his hand tightly. It was the first time he had touched the silky ribbon, the first time he had weighed the wonderful weight. The glamorous weight of the Cross was the glory he dreamed of. Even if he can't be bestowed, at least he can be bestowed on others, and no matter what, he is shrouded in supreme glory.

But the light of glory is about to abandon his pretensions and cast a grover over the untouchable man who has done nothing! That Zhuang Yan, weak but irritable, suspicious but stupid, was as dazed as a drowning ant in his strategy, and rout like a fly under a swatter at his mercy. This slave who is bound by the contract actually steals the glory of his master when he is in Jinmang?

There are two things that are most intolerable in the world. Bullied by the strong, defeated by the weak.

So much so that 1,200 people held their breath to see how the decision-maker would react. Everyone was so quiet that they could hear the wind blowing the banners.

Wei Xu twisted his head sensibly, not letting Li Lao see his expression, and his nails dug into the ribbon.

"Bow your head and obey, the slave loses only some.

Demand that the goods be returned to their original owners, and the slaves will lose everything. ”

Wei Xu thought that these two sentences were written very clearly in the contract, but Zhuang Yan didn't seem to understand. He resisted, provoked, and even said something like "Song Dan was originally mine, but the thing was returned to its original owner" under the bridge.

From the day when the humble Zhuang Yan looked directly at Wei Xu, his heart was full of thorns. From that day on, in addition to steadily climbing up, Wei Xu had one more thing that had to be done.

Beautiful, perfect, impeccable, pleasing to the eye to beat Zhuang Yan. The process had to be as exciting as a gladiator performing in an arena of 80,000 people. This is the price that Zhuang Yan must pay for ignorance.

"Don't do things that you can't bear the consequences." Wei Xu wanted to tell Zhuang Yan, "For example, the thing will be returned to its original owner." ”

A week ago, Zhuang Yan aimed a pistol at his lieutenant's head, will he shoot next time?

The day before yesterday, he deprived Zhuang Yan of his ** personality, reputation and dignity, how should he return it to its original owner?

Today, Zhuang Yan took the Heroic Cross from his captain's hand. What will be taken tomorrow?

So when Zhuang Yan touched his head and walked to Wei Xu's side, he saw Wei Xu's hand holding the medal ribbon trembling slightly.

Zhuang Yan reached out to take the ribbon, his heart was full of pleasure of revenge, and he even thought about taking the medal roughly, just like Wei Xu took Song Dan roughly.

The more reluctant Wei Xu is, the faster and unbridled his words become.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, the heavy ribbon was actually handed over diligently, and then Zhuang Yan looked up and saw Wei Xu with a warm and honest smile: "Since this is the case, then let the driver comrade be willful, the law is not a human favor." ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned, this loyal and generous smile was like a fat guy selling breakfast handing him hot buns, simple and sincere, enthusiastic. Zhuang Yan wanted to slap himself twice to confirm whether it was in a dream.

If Wei Xu didn't snatch love with a knife, Zhuang Yan would definitely fall into a friend of life and death in this smile, and stick a knife in Wei Xu's ribs.

Zhuang Yan was shocked and almost didn't pinch the silky ribbon.

Then he stood upright, looked at Miss Veneto, and saluted. Turn back, look at Mr. Lee, and salute. After the ceremony, under Mr. Li's gratifying gaze, Wei Xu strode off the stage neatly.

Li Ming's face was ugly, because Wei Xu handled it very chicly. Li Ming twisted his eyebrows and did not squint, and let Wei Xu pass by, but he forgot that his mouth was still slightly open in surprise, and he couldn't close it.

Song Dan took Wei Xu, sorted out his bow tie, and talked to him in detail.

Zhuang Yan's mood was like a storm crashing on the shore, numbly twisting his body to award VV, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he was full of thoughts of Wei Xu's creepy and warm smile, and there was a thrilling feeling of being chased by a shark in a sea bath. So much so that the precious moment of hanging the medal on VV passed by in a flash, and with a flick of his fingers, he stood side by side with VV on the stage and accepted the cheers and praise from the audience:

"Glory to Veneto!"

"Long live the hero driver!"

VV didn't listen to anything.

When the award was awarded, she stared at her toes in a panic, watched Zhuang Yan's dirty shoes come over, waiting for him to cover the sun in front of her, and even smelled the sweet fragrance of shaving water, she couldn't help but throb, and raised her beautiful eyes to peek at him, but saw him frowning and didn't know what he was thinking, it turned out that he didn't have to be nervous, he didn't have to dodge, it didn't matter how he looked at it, because he didn't have her in his eyes.

In an instant, even the heavy heart of the Cross was reduced to mortal iron, and the sunshine, cheers, applause, and praise were all tasteless at once, as dull as chewing gum that had been chewed for too long.

But within a few seconds, Zhuang Yan was dragged back to his senses by the overwhelming cheers, applause, and whistles, and only then did he smell the unfamiliar smell of shampoo, turned his head and blurted out: "It's good that you can come back." ”

One sentence brought VV's black and white world into colorful vitality, she just complained that he was distracted, hated him for being cold, and in a blink of an eye she had already laughed, turned her head away from letting him look, pretended to wave to the audience next to her, ignored him willfully, guessed whether he would surrender and admit his mistakes, and expected him to review in his ear chatter: "When awarding the medal, you shouldn't be distracted, you shouldn't twist your eyebrows, you shouldn't play your face, you shouldn't be absent-minded......"

Mr. Li applauded gently, walked over and looked at Zhuang Yan with a sloppy hairstyle, smiled and echoed everyone and said "yes" twice, and then teased Veneto childishly: "Since this is the case, it must be convincing." Let's take a look at the evidence of this comrade's adherence to his post, otherwise Comrade Wei Xu will be wronged. ”

The audience laughed loudly, and was amused by Mr. Li's naughty thoughts, leaning back and forth, whistling constantly, shouting one after another:

"Here's one! Come on! Miss Hero has one! ”