The man was also panicked and kept bowing and apologizing. His pale face was covered with cold sweat. He hugged his daughter and did not dare to move.

Sure enough, soldiers from the Central Guard Army walked up coldly and prepared to take the two men away for investigation.

But soon, Leng Yuan's majestic voice came from the spokesperson: "Ask."

The soldiers of the Central Guard Army were stunned and retreated back to their original position, giving way.

The man was stunned. The little girl in his arms rolled out and looked at the tall eagle general standing like a statue not far away with wide eyes. Little stars were almost emerging in her eyes. She excitedly took the microphone handed over by a soldier, smiled in a sunny smile, and said in a silence: "I have always heard my father say how the general is, but I have never known what the general does. Can you tell me who the general is?"

Leng Yuan narrowed her eyes when she heard this question. The soldiers of the Central Guard Army also frowned, and the reporters also sneered.

The second taboo at the press conference is to ask some questions that are very naive or have very empty answers. For example, now, this little girl asks "Who is the general?" This question is both naive and empty. How can people answer? People who fight, people who lead troops, and people who command? This kind of answer is not easy to come to the stage and also affects their image.

If any reporter asks such a question, it will not only embarrass the publisher, but will never invite you again in the future. Your work in the newspaper is basically over. Let's get out.

The man obviously realized this problem, hurriedly ran over and grabbed his daughter, and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the little girl is ignorant, I'll leave now..."

However, unexpectedly, Leng Yuan did not answer for a long time. She lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was "thinking deeply" about this "childish" question. Such silence also infected the atmosphere at the scene. Everyone couldn't help but open their eyes, hold their breath, and wait for her answer.

I don’t know how long it took, but Leng Yuan suddenly moved and slowly walked down from the speech table.

Today is a sunny day, Leng Yuan is walking against the sun. She is very tall, and she is wearing a solemn general robe and is pressed by a faint dragon power. The momentum she walks towards is like a black cloud covering the city.

Because he turned his back to the sun, Leng Yuan's body blocked the sunlight and cast a large shadow in front of him, cageing the absent-minded man and his daughter into it. The man was already frightened and couldn't even say a word. He could only hug his daughter tightly and tremble with cold sweat on his face.

The atmosphere also became tense at this time. The reporters were waiting for what was about to happen next, and the guards of the Central Guard Army also looked at each other slightly.

Leng Yuan is very famous, but there are too few people who see through her. Who knows what this eagle that eats people and does not spit bones will do?

The only person present who was not worried was the innocent little girl. She just tilted her head slightly and looked at Leng Yuan curiously with her watery eyes.

Suddenly, just as Leng Yuan walked to the little girl, she stretched out her right hand, and a black eagle embroidered on her white gloves, which was cold and solemn, stretched towards the little girl's head with natural pressure, and the purple eyes that rebelled against the sun also shone with a mysterious edge.

The man was already scared and paralyzed. He thought Leng Yuan was angry and wanted to kill someone on the spot. His psychological defense line collapsed immediately. However, he was about to kneel down and beg for mercy when a subtle thing happened.

Leng Yuan's hand was gently placed on her daughter's little head and rubbed gently, as if she was gently caressing her sister.

When I looked at Leng Yuan again, the solemn and powerful face was filled with a doting smile at some point. The raised lips outlined a gentle curve, and the slightly narrowed eyes were like crescent moons in the sky. Even the dark purple in the pupils was no longer fearful.

Leng Yuan stroked the little girl's head lightly and gently. In order not to give the other person a sense of oppression of height, she also squatted down, leaned forward slightly on one knee, stared at the little girl's eyes, and said the words that have been recorded in history in later generations: "General, he is the one who fights for your happiness."

After hearing this, the little girl almost shone with stars in her clear eyes. She hugged Leng Yuan's neck with a smile on her face and kissed her on her face, making Leng Yuan, who had always been calm, feel a little embarrassed.

The scene was originally very quiet, but I don’t know who led the head. The applause became louder and louder like the accelerating engine of an airplane. At this moment, it had nothing to do with nationality, race, or position. The reporters and guests present all gave Leng Yuan a round of applause, sincere and pure.

Regardless of whether Leng Yuan’s words are true or false, at least she has protected a child’s longing for the future, which is extremely precious in the doomsday of sand casting sand in the wasteland.

No matter how intrigue and intrigue all parties in the world are, no one does not want the world to return to its original appearance. If even such aspiration is gone, hope will naturally disappear, and the whole world can only fall into the abyss bit by bit in the darkness.

Leng Yuan's words not only protect a simple child, but also look like a declaration to the whole world: Why are we fighting with blood and fighting forever? Isn't it just for happiness?

So in a sense, this series of applause was not heard by Leng Yuan personally, but also by the fire that still exists in the human heart.

With such a small episode, the press conference went smoother. Although there were some sharp problems from time to time, compared to the previous strong sense of opposition, there was much less barrier.

...

After the press conference, Leng Yuan was resting in the backstage, Dong Xiaotu, the Minister of the Central Propaganda Department, ran in, and jumped up and down in anger. She stood up: "General! You! Why don't you follow the manuscript? The press conference is a superficial work for outsiders to see. Every word on the manuscript is something we have thought about, and it's perfect! You're good, just talk nonsense yourself, it's easy for other media to take advantage of loopholes!"

Leng Yuan looked indifferent, holding a cigar in one hand and a pot of yellow wine produced in Jiangnan in the other hand, and said lazily: "Bunny, thank you for your hard work, come on, drink."

"Oh no drink! I am underage and still growing, what should I do if I get drunk?" Dong Xiaotu touched the dazed hair on her head and said without tears, "It's so miserable. You're saying it so well. I'm going to take the blame. The Grand Marshal is going to scold me again this time!"

"Well, who isn't it? My good days are over." Leng Yuan drank a pot of rice wine and smoked a cigar and asked, "When will I give the transfer book to me?"

"Oh, the general is so sensitive in politics." Dong Xiaotu showed a bad smile, squinted her eyes and handed Leng Yuan a document sealed with wax mud, "It's about to give it to you."

After taking it, Leng Yuan opened it directly and saw that it was a transfer letter about her, accompanied by a large number of hawkish generals’ appointment reports, most of whom were promoted.

Miyin Risako broke the enemy in Lake Baikal, flooded the rebels, and lieutenant was promoted to major;

Li Shunsheng made contributions to coordinate supply and solved the problem of corn, and went to the colonel to the colonel;

Zhou Liangcheng defended Gushan in the northern border and blocked the enemy's escape route, and the lieutenant was promoted to major;

Han Yichen followed the White Wolf to raid the capital, almost beheading the general, and the major was promoted to lieutenant colonel.

The biggest promotion was undoubtedly Luo Hanlin. This veteran who was seventy years old and never stopped fighting in Fengyun Pass for 7 days. A pair of thunderous hammers slapped the sky and the earth, and the sea of ​​corpses and blood were all alone and killed only 500,000 insects, shocking the world, and the nickname of "Thunder God" was completely resounding throughout the world.

Luo Hanlin was personally awarded the rank of lieutenant general by Marshal Zhihui of the Republic and awarded the title of "General Zhenbei". This is the "heavy name" general in the Republic. It is full of gold and has the power of military power! It is not on the same level as those "miscellaneous name" generals who have no practical meaning and are just multiple nicknames.

This rocket-like promotion can be said to be unprecedented except Leng Yuan, but no one is gossiping because this is all exchanged for Luo Hanlin with his own blood and sweat. If you don’t accept it? Then you can try guarding Fengyun Pass for 7 days.

There were two people who had not changed their positions, one was a white wolf, who was still staying at the captain for unknown reasons.

The other is Leng Yuan. Her military rank has reached its peak and there is nothing to be promoted. Moreover, she has made frequent mistakes in the later stages of the Northern Expedition and repeatedly disobeyed. Not to mention being promoted, it is already very worthy of face to not be reduced by a few levels. She was also transferred from Chang'an to the Beijing Shou, leaving the political center, and entering the front line against the rebels of the three northeastern provinces, which is a kind of "secret decline".

There is another person who is quite special. This person was greatly demoted to the entire Eagle Flag Army, and was directly demoted from the colonel to the major, almost falling out of the ranks of school officials.

Leng Yuan narrowed her eyes and looked at the person's name.
Chapter completed!