He can’t hold the steering wheel very well, and he can look straight at the route in vain.
"Yes," Alec uttered a strange curl of his tongue. His whole expression changed from embarrassment to stiff body and one side was unsmiling, which formed a strong contrast. The more he looked forward to this embarrassing trip, the faster he hoped that this disturbing atmosphere would come to an end.
But Wen Jiuyi just didn’t continue.
When he grasped it, he closed his eyes and stopped worrying about what trouble he had caused to the attendants.
Long-lost peace, moderate temperature, 91 had a dream.
He returned to the day of the funeral.
Wen Jiuyi, a department minister, seldom wears such a grand dress. He asked the service staff to take out the new military uniform that he had just cut, polish his rank and polish his leather gloves for dozens of times, and then pin all his honorary ranks on his clothes one by one and pick them back in the box one by one.
He went to the funeral in plain clothes.
Wen Jiuyi remembered that when he handed the funeral invitation, he was arranged to sit in the second row of guest seats. From the first coffin left the ground to the last coffin was lifted, his eyes were fixed on the first row of family seats. No one came, let alone sat down.
Wen Jiuyi did nothing that day.
He couldn’t shed a tear in the church.
The shadow felt that there was organ playing in the wind, but when he looked up, he found that the huge musical instrument linked together in the building was always closed. People were afraid that this difficult-to-maintain musical instrument was covered with layers of white dust covers, and from a distance, it was impossible to tell what was hidden inside.
Wen Jiuyi remembers that the gentle male insect would bring himself to this instrument every time and gently play the simplest score with himself. Their fingertips pressed on the keys together, and the grand sound would be heard throughout the night pearl butterfly family along with the organ pipe.
"Male father-male father-"He should cry out and sit in the family seat. He is the one who should send his male father away, but now he can’t do anything.
"Major General Huang Mo, your communication is ringing."
He’s Huang Mo Jiu Yi, he’s Wen Jiu Yi, he’s a male worm raised by the military department, and he’s a military male.
Chapter 1. Chapter 1
Minister Tawen
"Empress moth Yin Yang butterfly … so that’s it, Pierre. You haven’t completely failed before." A military male sitting in the crowd said to the man.
He hastily tied a low ponytail, and from time to time a sharp pen poked at the white paper.
"I knew you’d say that." Pierre can sit here and even if his sleeve is cut, no one dares to look down on him. "Alesside is enough for me to remember for a generation."
Jun Xiong chuckled. He raised his arm and said to Pierre, a female soldier, "Can’t you still believe Wen Jiuyi?"
"Believe," said Andrea, a female soldier of Pierre’s frontier army, with a smile. There are two long scars on his face, which divide his face into four parts like a standard cross. "How can we not believe that we have trained military heroes?"
They suspected that it was always Alek.
Because he has a broth who betrayed ten million compatriot in Qian Qian.
"Wen Jiuyi applied for an" independent ruling "for Alec." Jun Xiong scribbled a black hairpin color on white paper. "It’s really not cute. He chose black."
"The highest level of black?"
"Yes," Jun Xiong admitted, "I don’t know what that child is thinking."
Pierre, a soldier girl, wanted to get up more, but the scar soldier girl held back his shoulder and signaled him not to ask any more questions.
"The Sullivan tragedy had a great influence on him. I feel that he will never be parasitized-he is the best military hero I have trained. He was not selected for the beheading operation because he is more important than this plan."
Ender, the female soldier with scar, looked at Junxiong and said, "You have to do this, right?"
Wen Jiuyi wants Alec to make an independent ruling, which is by no means easy. Without the consent of this high-ranking military hero, Wen Jiuyi can’t get the highest level of black weapons.
"yes"
"He promised to kill Alek at the first sign of betrayal?"
"Of course"
Ender, the female of Scar Army, opened her mouth and finally covered her face. When he organized the language, the military hero had definitely got up and walked out, and other officers also got up and made way.
"Maybe it’s not as bad as we thought to let Alek follow Wen Jiu," Junxiong explained to all the soldiers and women present. "I kind of hope Alek really betrayed us."
They can trace back to the truth that Alesside betrayed his family and race, and find the general parasites in the Sullivan tragedy, so as to regain their lost territory and tidy up the bones of their dead soldiers.
"Are you going to take the whole biochemical 91 department to take this risk?"
Pierre suddenly roared, and he was pulled by the female soldier, Ender, and pressed his sleeve against the chair. He couldn’t get up.
"Pierre, I didn’t say that." Junxiong laughed. "I agreed to let Alec take care of the 91 orderly for three months, six months … a year is even longer."
"Does he know that you think so?" Ender, a female soldier, said, "Does Wen Jiuyi know that you Lida will take his whole department to blog about humanity?"
The military hero Lida showed a happier smile. He put on his military hat and gently straightened his clothes and came out of the chair. When he passed through the middle of the two military women, he gave a faint smile.
"I’m assuming," military hero Dali said.
"It’s a hypothesis," said Ender, a female soldier.
Military hero Dali walked on. He put the pen cap in his army coat pocket.
"Wen Jiuyi rarely takes a fancy to a person," he said. "He also personally asked me to approve the black-level" independent ruling ".It was the first time I watched his staff work hard."
"Love is eager?"
"Of course," military hero Dali opened the door and showed a bright smile to everyone in the room. "Isn’t Alek a talent, too?"
At this time, Alek, judged as a "talent" by the top military men in the military department, was sweating profusely.
He originally needed a pilot to send Minister Wen Jiuyi to the designated destination. This time, the destination is different from the sparsely populated planet where the institute is located, but a completely military planet.
Military planet also means that the audit is strictly from face check, eye pupil check to identity verification.
Alek got stuck before he entered the orbit of the planet.
He can’t brush his face in.
"Minister Wen" Alec gently shouted Wen Jiuyi. He didn’t dare to make a big noise, so it seemed that Wen Jiuyi was embarrassed by something and frowned.
Chapter 11. Chapter 11
Minister Wen leather gloves
The aircraft slowly entered Muyi Port under the guardianship of deep mecha, and woke up with the slow airflow. He touched his face and suddenly realized that he had had a funeral dream again.
Wet water stains on leather gloves have proved this.
"Minister" Alek prepared a cup of warm boiled water before handing the warm wet wipes, with Wen Jiuyi’s military uniform hanging in his arm and Wen Jiuyi’s file bag in his arm. "We will open the cabin in three minutes."
Wen Jiuyi wiped her face with a wet towel and took two sips of water to sober herself up for a while.
"Did you just hear what I said?" He asked tentatively