The special soldier in the entertainment circle

'...The simple command battalion, even though they have long been used to facing the possibility of losing their lives at any time, the tense and depressive atmosphere still lingers in everyone's heart.But in the middle of this, he seemed to have lost interest in being out of tune with the surroundings, and he leaned lazily on the chair, looking at other people with a half-smile.

Oh my God, that's when I thought I must be dreaming, Commander without a single one?What a joke, this is a battlefield!

Confused, I completely forgot how he single-handedly pulled me out of the enemy army. '

Under the dim light, the two sides of the long conference table were tensely arranged. Song Lu sat on top of his head and held his chin, playing with the dagger boredly. I don't know if it was because of the angle, but his chin looked so thin that it could be used as an awl. , and even made him look even meaner.

Turn the page, picture: the sky is so dark that it is almost dripping ink, and one or two white stars are squeezed into the corner.

'...A few days after the meeting, I couldn't see him again, until the end of another battle, I saw him covered in blood by accident...'

Quan Zhilong's heart tightened, and he couldn't help worrying.

'When the cleanliness gets angry because of too many blood stains, it still has a bit of youthful vigor.Although this vitality is based on everyone's fear.....It's good that he didn't get hurt. '

'...He is not a member of the army, nor is he a wild soldier, so who is he?Where would he take his hands after tonight?When I returned to the room, I looked at the photos and couldn't help thinking.In the photo, he is in black trousers and white clothes, with his equipment removed, sitting alone on a high roof, with his hands on his sides, his upper back leaning back, allowing the heavy rain to submerge him.When I saw this picture, I always naively thought he was crying....'

.........

It was ashamed and funny to say it, and I mustered up the courage to stand in front of him a few times, looking at his perfect jaw line, a heart seemed to jump out of my chest, breaking through the obstacles of flesh and blood, but it just stopped at the mouth of my throat, In the end, he could only watch him leave in a cool way. '

'The next time we meet, the real story begins——Chapter 1end'

Quan Zhilong rubbed the sore corners of his eyes, suddenly lost his mind, and didn't want to watch any more.

The master really deserves to be a master, the shot is really good.The gloomy atmosphere exuded by the cold paper pressed by his fingers strangely relieved the dryness and heat in his heart.

Probably because of being too familiar, I was able to appreciate the strong sadness at the beginning brought about by superimposing pictures on this text earlier than others.