She was just preparing her words when the phone rang. Unexpectedly, it was her father-in-law calling: "Well, ask Xiaofeng to pick me up and treat me to dinner." Then he hung up.
Bi Yue stared blankly at the microphone, then her eyes lit up: "Hurry up, stop worrying about this and that, and go pick up Dad. You've got a job, it must be great, Dad wants you to treat me to dinner."
That night, Chu Yifeng came home very late. It was not because he was drinking and eating with his father, but because he had stopped training. The delay was because he was taking a walk with Lu Qingcang.
Compared to the intimacy of a walk between a couple, the conversations between brothers are more heartfelt.
His good brother Lao Lu patted him on the shoulder and said:
"That place is a special place. Think about it, they laid off a million soldiers in the past two years. When they laid off so many people, they were able to establish a three-realm training base.
It can be seen that it is more special than the special brigade and its status is very core.
Yifeng, I can imagine that the difference between us will not just be one or two steps.”
"How could that be? Old Lu, I..."
"Listen to me. You deserve it. I don't feel any loss at all.
When I first met you, I thought you were nothing special. Why are you so arrogant? Aren't you just the son of a major general?
I believe that if I work hard, I will not be worse than you.
Later, when we became more familiar with each other and I heard what Captain Lei told me, I realized that you have reason to be proud, brother.
You have a master's degree in military science from the National Defense University. A few years ago, you systematically studied strategy, foreign military thought, and the history of modern science and technology, right? I heard you took over ten courses?
Junhui also mentioned this to me. He said that you have the best academic qualifications among our level in our army's combat units.
I came to Kyoto this time for training and study. Seeing books makes my head hurt. It can be seen that you have many strengths that are not based on risking your life and relying on military merit. I admit that I am inferior to you. This," Lu Qingcang pointed at his head and emphasized:
"You're better than any of us here. What era is this? It's not a matter of daring to fight anymore. Your knowledge is your weapon. What's more, you dare to risk your life. You're a real man, brother. Congratulations!"
Chu Yifeng laughed in silence and punched Lu Qingcang twice in the chest.
…
Bi Yue had been complaining about how he left without saying anything, and that it would be better if he didn't see his father. However, after hearing Chu Yifeng's specific explanation, she was stunned and stopped packing her clothes.
"What's your name?"
"Wife, it's called the Three Realms Training Base. I guess it was founded to imitate the US military. The US military built a training base in the southern California desert, equipped with simulated enemy troops. Later, they said at a communication meeting that the real battlefield victory was due to the complete simulation. Well, we built it in 1986, and it hasn't done anything yet. See how confused you look? That's right, you definitely haven't heard of this place. Keep it a secret."
Bi Yue's eyes bulged. Why hadn't she heard of it? If her memory served her right, wouldn't the TV series "DA" (Master) be filmed in the Three Realms?
So much so that she said she was exposed: "Don't you belong to the Nanjing Military Region? You are not in Nanjing..."
"Hey, how did you know?"
"Ah? Ah. Um, cough cough." Bi Yue cleared her throat, her face slightly red. "It's already a training base, and there are also divisions between enemy and friendly forces. With this kind of equipment, can Nanjing accommodate it? Me, me? You're not really not in Nanjing, are you? I'm just guessing."
"Little girl, you are quite good at analysis." Chu Yifeng took off his shirt and prepared to take a shower, and threw the shirt in his hand on Bi Yue's head.
"Hate."
He chuckled and said, "Chu is surrounded by mountains. The southwestern peaks are particularly beautiful with their forests and valleys. The one that looks lush and deep is Langya. Walk six or seven miles up the mountain..."
Bi Yue went crazy: "Oh my, I don't want to hear you chanting. Why are you reciting ancient texts to show that you are educated? Just say Chuzhou!"
Chu Yifeng went in to take a shower, and said arrogantly: "You waited for me for two years and didn't come back. You couldn't even hear me chanting. You missed me to death."
Bi Yue opened the wardrobe and took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills. These were brand new, issued only a few days ago. She stuffed them into Chu Yifeng's bag as pocket money and said stubbornly, "I have two supreme magic weapons and two guardian gods. Two years? Humph, don't even think about crying."
Just like that, the Olympics ended, and Chu Yifeng was gone. His daughter and son were extremely uncomfortable with their father's absence, and they cried and asked their grandmother, "Where is Daddy?"
But Bi Yue, the child's mother, showed no trace of sadness this time. She was so carefree that she happily sent her husband off and then ran to the Capital Airport to meet another man.
There were so many fans at the airport cursing the Chinese team. It was full of people.
Bi Yue was wondering how all these people came from? No wonder there were so many bicycles, how crazy was this?
Relying on her limited journalistic instincts, she wandered here and there, two new notebooks in her hands, rummaging through them like a thief, and not to mention she actually guessed it right.
The gymnastics prince didn't dare show his face. He was covered up tightly and quietly walking through a secluded passage. He was accompanied by only three or four people and interviewed by two or three reporters. Suddenly, a crisp female voice shouted, "Li Ning, keep going! You will always be the prince in my heart!"
The gymnastics prince was instantly in disarray.
Bi Yue covered her lips and whispered softly, "I understand, I understand. I'll keep my voice down. Can you sign an autograph for me?"
This pretty girl...
"Just write a letter to my daughter and son to encourage them, and then show it to them when they grow up."
"ah?"
"Everyone really wants the Chinese team to improve, so this is the case.
But I believe, no, I am sure that one day our country will not need to use the Olympics to prove anything.
With our strength and prosperous economy, we will become very tolerant.
Whether or not we win a gold medal, we will still applaud, welcome, and look forward to it, and shout out the athletes' names to cheer you on."
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