Defend Namsan Park

It was already late December when Shang Lu recovered from his illness and returned to work. Chen Yu went through the hospitalization procedures for him, and asked the doctor to help keep an eye on this kid and let him not let him work and let him rest for a few days. During this period, the leaders in the base They all took time to visit the hospital, the scariest one was Shen Jiang, she was simply a terrorist, this girl went to the wrong door, went to the wrong ward, sneaked into the hospital late at night, and stared straight at the face of a man in the next ward For a long time, I wondered for a long time whether this person was the supervisor, until the brother woke up in a daze, opened his eyes and saw a pair of tricks hiding under the black hair staring at him, he didn't come up in one breath, and almost passed.

"Leader, are you here to assassinate me?"

"I'm here to visit you." Shen Jiang sat on the chair, "I brought you food, don't be ungrateful."

She threw the chocolate on the hospital bed of Phytophthora, tilted her head and watched leisurely as the latter unwrapped the bright red package, Phytophthora took two bites, and wondered why this man looked so like feeding a dog?Immediately he dismissed this idea again, and he couldn't use chocolate for dogs, because dogs would be poisoned.

"The packaging is quite festive." Shang Lu asked, "Did it come along at the wedding?"

Shen Jiang shook his head: "No one is getting married, it's just that Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I changed the packaging, isn't it going to be Laba soon?"

Emphasizing traditional holidays seems to be formalism in a society after the Great Collapse and Great Retreat. Everyone is putting on a stage to tell you that everything is as usual, but it is stretched in all aspects. Chen Yu said it is a means of stabilizing people's hearts , The more frontier the base, the more so. In this era, there are not many things that can make people feel warm. Holidays and festivals are barely one thing. It provides an opportunity for lonely young people to hug together to keep warm.

What else in this world can warm you up?
Embrace each other through the long, cold night, not seeing the dawn, and treat the other as the sun.

The end of the new year is approaching, and the logistics department will distribute new clothes to everyone, send fruit baskets, allow people to go out, organize activities, and there will be a massive group wedding. The hospital watched all this silently.

It was like celebrating the festival in a huge mourning hall, some people mourned, some people sang.

His gaze suddenly stopped at Shen Jiang's mouth and nose.

Shen Jiang raised his hand to touch it, and hurriedly took out a tissue from his pocket: "Oh my god, I have another nosebleed."

"Compared with me, you are the one who is more likely to be hospitalized." Shang Lu said, "Isn't your old nosebleed problem curable? Are other drivers the same as you?"

"Other people are not like this." Shen Jiang said, "The side effects of the BCI system are different for everyone. Some people have severe insomnia and can't sleep all night, which is much more uncomfortable than me."

"Then what happened to him?"

"Who?"

"The one with severe insomnia and can't sleep." Shang Lu replied, "Did he get cured later?"

"He's dead," Shen Jiang said.

"Leader, has the training been going well recently? Are you still used to the OPM-MEG system?" Shang Lu asked, "You must be careful, that OPM-MEG helmet is currently the only one in the world. , it is very precise, and if it is broken, I don’t know who to ask to fix it.”

"Whether I'm going well or not, you should find out. What kind of weasel is a thousand-year-old fox hardcover? Supervisor, you are the mastermind behind the planning and planning. Isn't everything under your control?" Shen Jiang sneered, "Rabin-Shang value It has reached the standard value of 0.12, but it is always almost a breakthrough, and your office told me...their original words are that a head-on blow is needed, supervisor, what is a head-on blow?"

"Obviously, they plan to put a sack on you on your way to get off work, waiting for an opportunity to throw a brick in the head."

"This joke is really cold." Shen Jiang exhaled whitely and covered his hands, "Supervisor, this place is so cold."

Shang Lu saw her pair of dark eyes flicking here and there, and finally stopped on his quilt. The atmosphere became more and more uncomfortable. Shang Lu subconsciously pressed the quilt tightly with both hands, "No."

Shin Kang narrowed his eyes slowly: "You'll regret it."

"If it's cold, go back and rest, leader." Shang Lu had a tough attitude, "You can't grab the quilt from the sick patient."

Shen Jiang shrugged: "I didn't want to grab the quilt with you."

Before the girl left, she reminded Shang Lu to remember the program rehearsal at the New Year's party, which he lost to her. Shang Lu smiled and nodded and said that the leader is at ease, your order is the imperial decree, and you are absolutely satisfied—the girl stood The door of the ward turned her head, holding the doorknob, and stood there for a while. At that moment, Shanglu was not sure what she was thinking. Her beautiful eyes seemed to reveal the look of a hunter watching the prey, and she was a little excited , and a little fierce, it seems that it is reasonable for her to press down on the next moment and really snatch Phytophthora's quilt, press him down and kiss him deeply, but she didn't do anything, turned around and opened the door a few seconds later and left.

It was snowing heavily outside the door, like white paper money all over the sky.

When Shanglu Guangrong was discharged from the hospital at the end of the month, the Operations Office prepared a welcome ceremony, showing their rehearsal results for so many days. This is the task assigned by Shanglu, and he has to hand in his homework when he is discharged from the hospital.

Wang Xiangbing, Li Wenxuan, Zhang Chong, and Bai Shu quickly lined up.

"preparation--"

"Music!"

The great uncle above the execution ground stood in the first place with his fearless spirit of heroic sacrifice and unchanging expression. He frowned high, as if he was facing the stage curtain, behind which was thousands of troops.

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On the New Year's Eve of January 2017, 1, everyone in the work office lined up in a vertical row, and the curtain of the stage was slowly raised.

There is a drummer sitting under the lonely spotlight column. There are still rock talents in base 151. Wang Xiangbing ran all over the base headquarters to find out about this drummer from the communications department. It is said that he was a member of a certain band before the big collapse. The backbone of the core, the national bar tour was stationed, and the society was turned upside down after the big collapse. This brother saw that it was impossible to pursue his music dream, so he resolutely joined the army during the big retreat and was assigned to the 151 Nanshan support base.

After many years, he picked up the drum hammer again and struck the first strong sound on the cymbal!
The lights are bright amidst the sound of metal tremors!The flickering spotlights swept around and concentrated on the tall and strong body in the center of the stage, outlining a sharp-edged shadow from the darkness, the shadow bent over, the left hand drooped while the waist was twisted, and the right hand was raised high back , the muscles of the whole body were tense, as if a majestic force had solidified here, and a low exclamation swept from the audience.

This is the most famous sculpture "The Discus Thrower" in history.

There was an even louder exclamation as the audience caught sight of the man, a tall, strong, naked man—oh no, not naked, he was wearing a gray tights.

This ancient Greek sculpture-like appearance shocked everyone present, strong and graceful.

This is the highlight moment since the establishment of the Zonggongban. Shanglu, the new director, led them to announce to the world that the Zonggongban is still alive. The way they appeared on the stage shocked the ancients and the present, and shocked the ancient Greece. 151. Uncle Wang Xiangbing stood powerfully on the stage in the posture of a discus thrower, and the others also stood powerfully behind him in the posture of a discus thrower—this was the first signal that the Operations Office wanted to express: Strong and powerful!
The drummer hits the cymbal again.

The posture of the sculpture on the stage began to change. His limbs moved rhythmically under the drive of his knotted muscles. The four of them were uniform and one body.He became the second famous sculpture "The Thinker".

This is the second signal that the Operations Office wants to express outward: be wise!

The uncle has a good foundation, his movements are clean and neat, and his steps are accurate. Li Wenxuan, Zhang Chong, and Baishu are in line with him, and they will jointly perform the great sculptures in history. It is impossible for a big fool to design it out of his head. It was actually completed with the help of Chen Yu. The staff was well-versed in the past and the present, and it was processed in the original welcome ceremony of the Operation Office. Shang Lu said that the dance should reflect the work of the Operation Office. Purpose and Spirit - Powerful!Can think!Big fist!Hard teeth!
In the end, the work office formed the Vitruvian Man, the eight-armed Nezha, and the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara. Finally, ninety-nine returned to one, and people began to wave up, down, left, right, up, down, left, and right.

At this time, the prelude to Wang Feng's "Orphan in a Beautiful World" sounded.

Uncle Wang Xiangbing turned around with at least 20 years of ballet dancer skills, stepped aside and decided to become a discus thrower, strong and powerful!Li Wenxuan followed closely behind, flashed to the other side and decided to be a thinker, be wise!The people in charge of the work dodge one by one, with big fists!Teeth must be hard!They lined up on the stage to form four sculptures, revealing the person hiding at the end of the line.

Shanglu held the microphone in his hand and sang the first line:
"Don't cry my dear."

Two seconds later, a crisp female voice sounded:
"I think we're going to die together."

When Shen Jiang appeared from the side of the stage, it caused screams and cheers like a tsunami. Today's Shen Jiang is wearing casual clothes and blue denim trousers. After cutting her hair and putting on light makeup, Fen Dai suppressed the indifference and fierceness in her eyes, and her demeanor was like that of a popular and beautiful senior in the university art troupe.She smiled and waved to the crowd, walking briskly, Shang Lu thought that for people with severe face blindness, the audience might be carrots and cabbage, so that they would not be nervous.

Few people probably know that the giant machine driver who never sees the end of Shenlong has such a side, so the majority of male compatriots unanimously pointed their fingers at the man who sang with her on the stage.

Shang Lu noticed that someone had a bad look, but it was too late to back off now, so he could only bite the bullet and sing:
"Don't cry for the summer roses."

Shen Jiang continued freely:
"It's over."

Why did she sing "Orphan in a Beautiful World", Shen Jiang said that this song was the one she sang the most when she was tortured in training, so she was most familiar with it.

Shen Jiang naturally looked directly into Shanglu's eyes. She had the upper hand on this occasion because she was not afraid of human faces. There seemed to be arrogance and joy in those magnificent and clear eyes under the light. I don't know if it is true or not. At this moment, is the villain in her heart still staring at the outside world coldly?Is she happy?

Shanglu has never been able to see through this woman, he can only see the sparkling sequins left by her makeup between her eyebrows and eyes, the tall and delicate nose bridge, the moist lipstick and the corners of her mouth.

He didn't dare to look any more, focused his eyes on the microphone, bowed his head and sang the next line:
"Look at the vehicles passing by, and the neon lights flashing in the distance. This is more like our dream."

Shen Jiang suddenly grabbed Shanglu's hand, and the latter's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously tilted his head, seeing that the other party was also looking at him. At that moment, Shanglu was overwhelmed by her beauty, as if she was sleeping on the bed. In Juji’s cockpit, it’s like she’s standing under the lights of a stage—after a long time, Shanglu can still recall the splendor and beauty of that girl tonight, occasionally questioning whether this scene only appeared in a dream, he thought repeatedly After thinking over and over again, he could only admit that he had never been able to figure out this person, and he could only remember the second half of her singing:
"Come on my dear, let's dance together tonight."

At this second, on the stage of the New Year's Eve, where everyone is watching, Shang Lu remembered that Chen Yu once said to himself: Let her fall in love with you.