All the technicians stopped watching and continued to work on their work, thinking in their hearts, the goddess is so simple, such a lovely excuse is unprecedented. Although the Lord of Richelieu was a loyal Catholic, it was well known; With this pure faith, she forged brilliant military exploits and also overwhelmed all beings; But you said that there was communication with the angels on the battlefield full of artillery, and I pretended to believe it. It would be naïve to move the angel out in the love scene without gunpowder, Lord Richelieu. It's so innocent and cute.

Standing in place in a daze, looking at the air in a daze, he suddenly remembered painfully what happened to VV.

"Why, why do you hit a nail every time you run into a shipwoman! One is full of disgust for me, and the other is completely ignoring me! Just walked past the side and treated Lao Tzu as a potted plant! Lao Tzu walked straight over, no matter how you look at it, there is something to say, the stinky woman actually used me as a screen to bypass it! "Wei Xu's face is full of gloom.

Li Chen watched Wei Xu turn into a stone statue, even more desperate, not knowing how to end, and thought in deep fright: "The chief decision-maker was hung there by the goddess, and the goddess left the chief decision-making tube to chase other men!" What should I do? Yes, it is imperative to skillfully resolve the embarrassment and save face for the decision-maker! Be as witty as I am, and make decisions immediately! ”

Then Li Chen frowned and straightened his chest, and shouted in a mighty voice: "Miss Richelieu!" This is the chief decision-maker..."

"Richelieu, what kind of excuse are you! Catholics are amazing, Catholics can catch men under the banner of the archangel Michael? Is that how Michael used it? VV picked up the shocked Zhuang Yan, stunned, with a look of disbelief, and involuntarily complained: "You are too imaginative, if you flirt with Michael, aren't you afraid that the archangel will hate you!" It's no wonder you don't have a boyfriend with such a childish pickup! ”

Richelieu hurriedly ran up with the knife, bent down to check Zhuang Yan's injury, and then looked at VV and frowned and muttered: "When did you raise your voice, be quiet!" You're flirting! It's really the Archangel's order. ”

Li Chen stretched out his hand blankly and muttered the second half of the sentence: "This is the chief decision-maker!" There was a sense of powerlessness in the middle of the speech when he found the audience snorting and sleeping, and he thought humiliatedly, these lawless women, you can ignore me, but don't ignore the decision-maker. You see, he's still standing there inscrutablely, and maybe he's still waiting for Richelieu to come back and apologize.

Li Chen looked at his words and thought: "Richelieu, you can have a snack, come back and apologize after speaking, the decision-maker still has something to explain to you, the decision-maker is so sorry that he is waiting for you to turn back." ”

Then Richelieu's cold fingers grabbed Zhuang Yan, touched his red nose with his fingertips, and said with concern: "Did I scare you?" You also scared me, because your name is Zhuang Yan, and the name mentioned by His Royal Highness the Archangel is also Zhuang Yan, I didn't expect to find you so smoothly. Ignoring VV's murderous gaze, he left side by side with the two of them, turned around and disappeared outside the trestle gate.

The calm and calm Wei Xu was still standing in place, calmly waiting for Richelieu to come back, so that he could say those majestic words in a row.

The adjutant cautiously retreated farther and farther away, afraid of being swept away by the anger of the big man.

How to remind the decision-maker that "Richelieu has left him and is gone", and at the same time dissolve the shame, bypass the embarrassment, and save the decision-maker's face?

Even Li Chen didn't score. He fantasized desperately that he could be vaporized in an instant, leaving the decision-maker alone to watch over the world. He saw that Wei Xu was still standing there in good time, ready to be domineering, and when Richelieu returned to listen to the training, he was going to give her a powerful killing blow.

But time passed slowly, Li Chen could no longer see Wei Xu's expression clearly, the chief bowed his head slightly, and his whole face was in the shadow of the brim of his hat. Li Chen quietly stepped back, imagining the decision-maker's expression in the shadows.

Probably similar to a youkai?

Wei Xu stood for five minutes, then suddenly moved, like a possum pretending to be dead, he took a tentative step, restrained the pain of numbness in his legs, and began to silently, unobtrusively, quietly cross the two-hundred-meter-long central trestle and walk towards the exit. Everyone suddenly became interested in the business at hand, concentrating on the work at hand without squinting, and eager to focus on cross-eyed. In this strange and silent atmosphere, no one dared to look up at Wei Xu, for fear of being silenced as a witness; He didn't even dare to make a sound when he turned the screws, for fear of being angered by the chief decision-maker; Wei Xu tried to leave in a low-key manner under the gaze of countless people, but this overmatched dead silence seemed to announce to the world:

Decision Maker, what just happened? We didn't see anything. When did you leave? We barely noticed. You just leave quietly, we are all blind and deaf, you can be happy.

In this silence that wants to be covered, the sound of Wei Xu's footsteps is sharp and piercing, and it is obvious. However, Wei Xu realized, so his footsteps became lighter and lighter, although the pace was majestic and steady, but his leather shoes fell on the tempered trestle and fell silently, it can be seen that under the mighty fluttering cloak, he tried his best to sacrifice ballet kung fu to perform light skills, and he was able to tiptoe quietly.

Face. The reason why people are tired is because they want to save face. When Wei Xu strode through the two-hundred-meter trestle, he tiptoed in his leather shoes so that only the soles of his feet touched the ground, and his stride was silent as if flying on the grass.

It's all about face. Wei Xu walked like this, and his feet hurt more than wearing high heels.

So in general, Wei Xu tried to train Richelieu, but after all, without saying a word, he silently crossed the trestle once, and achieved the effect of walking a hundred steps after dinner to ninety-nine. In the end, he went lightly, just as he came lightly, waving his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

If Wei Xu had written a diary, then this page would have been soaked.

Fortunately, he is an adult and will not be engraved by sadness.

No one knows Wei Xu's mental journey of being isolated on the trestle, and maybe some people can't help but sing "Fall in love with someone who doesn't go home, wait for a door that won't open", but Li Chen knows that you don't know how deeply Wei Xu was injured, how completely he was injured, how embarrassed he was, you don't understand, you don't understand.

In the minds of witnesses, they can't help but think of a straight candle, which in the long and embarrassing five minutes of the candle burst into tears, gradually burning into a puddle of old tree roots. This candle is Wei Xu.