Chapter 47: The Sound of War Drums (9)

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watched Miao Miao's tall figure disappear into the boulevard, leaving only rows of tall ash trees. Wang Hui asked Sister Zhang, who was coming home from work, with a little self-reproach: "Sister Zhang, was my answer wrong just now?" ”

Looking at Wang Hui, who was scratching his scalp and feeling a little uneasy, Sister Zhang, who came over, patted the honest Wang Hui with a smile, and told the truth: "Your answer is not wrong at all, and Miao Miao's thoughts are also correct." However, it has piqued my curiosity, what is this goddess you two are talking about? ”

On the way home, Miao Miao thought about Wang Hui's words, for Rong Lulu, she didn't have no thoughts, when she was in junior high school, she admired and liked Rong Lulu, a feeling of awe.

Even after many years, Rong Lulu is still the goddess who is high up in her mind and cannot be blasphemed, and what boy in the world doesn't like the goddess in her mind? But what is a goddess? You can only watch from a distance and not play with it.

Miao Miao has been self-aware since she was a child, as Wang Hui said, she is tall and handsome, and her appearance matches Rong Lulu very well.

However, apart from her tall and handsome skin, what else can be worthy of her? Is it a family background? Is it academic? Or is it an economic base?

He doesn't deserve anything at all, he has nothing now, although he is also a leader among his college classmates, but in front of Rong Lulu, who has obtained various scholarships in 985 colleges and universities, he has always been a little dwarfed.

Listening to Wang Hui's words, it should be regarded as a gag witticism, and it was amused. If you believe it, it's really a bit overwhelming.

When she walked to the door of the unit and got home, Miao Miao shook her head and shook off these unrealistic ideas.

Rongchang's house is very quiet, the living room on the first floor hangs a TV wall, which is a dark yellow uneven background wall, and the wall lamps on both sides emit dim light.

Spacious and comfortable dark purple fabric sofa, living room furniture and furnishings are unrestrained and atmospheric, in line with the owner's temperament, and green plants are dotted in all corners of the living room, exuding vitality.

Rong Chang and his wife Kong Jia leaned on the sofa and watched the news report, Kong Jia held a small wooden hammer that hit the body, and knocked his legs from time to time, which can not only invigorate blood and lose weight, although it is the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, but everyone has a love for beauty.

Rong Chang took off his majestic military uniform and wore a dark gray home suit, looking casual and peaceful, tonight was the first time he went home to rest in nearly half a month.

As a soldier, he has three hobbies in his life, reading, watching TV, and playing basketball.

The TV news is reporting a news about the epidemic, a flight from a certain country to a city in China, the cabin of the University is empty, and a large box of anti-epidemic materials donated by local Chinese to the motherland is placed on each seat.

As the camera on the TV screen skipped over one seat after another, Rongchang felt that the song "I love you, China" couldn't help but ring in his ears.

As a soldier, he exudes an iron will and defends the country. There will be a moment in your life that can make your heart sad and full of pride, there should not be too many such moments, but not too few.

For example, at this moment, looking at the news reports, Rongchang couldn't suppress the surging in his heart, and his sadness and pride poured into his heart.

As a soldier, he understands that this epidemic is like a battlefield without gunpowder, and how many people's soldiers have rushed to the front line of the fight against the epidemic.