abc-du-gratuit Chapter 437 The Zhang Family Visits the Goddess!
Chapter 437 The Zhang Family Visits the Goddess!
Eastern Military Region, recruit company mess hall.
The cafeteria was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; even the roar of the range hoods sounded particularly jarring.
Old Hei stood in the center of the table, holding his phone in his hand.
Dozens of company commanders and political instructors stared at him intently, holding their breath, like a group of lottery players waiting for the draw.
Even some greenhorn recruits squeezed behind the door, their eyes gleaming with a kind of star-struck passion.
"Ding-dong!"
The moment the notification sound rang, Lao Hei's hand trembled slightly, and he opened the interface.
"How did it go? What did you reply?"
The second company commander was so anxious his throat was practically on fire.
Old Hei squinted at it for a moment, his face instantly fell, and he let out a long sigh:
Jiang Bai said... he can't come, he has something to do tomorrow.
"well--!!!"
In an instant, a heavy sigh echoed throughout the entire cafeteria.
Several greenhorn recruits who had been hoping to meet the goddess Bai Zhi instantly wilted like frostbitten eggplants.
"It's over. With my brother-in-law not coming, Goddess Bai Zhi is definitely out of luck."
"Waaaaah, why did you give me hope only to let it slip away?"
"It's heartbreaking, like winning five million in the lottery but finding out the ticket is lost."
The company commanders were all dejected, and the third company commander lowered his head in disappointment.
"Alright, alright, everyone disperse, the party will proceed as scheduled tomorrow night."
"The second company will perform a chest-breaking boulder demonstration, the third company will practice military boxing..."
Just then.
"Wait a minute!"
Old Hei suddenly shouted, his eyes wide like cowbells, staring intently at the next line on the phone screen, his voice trembling:
"Holy crap... you guys, why do you only read half the message?!"
Everyone froze in unison, dozens of eyes snapping back at them.
"Old Hei, what do you mean? Is Jiang Bai going to abandon everything and come over here?"
Old Hei wiped the sweat from his forehead and held his phone up to the crowd.
His voice, tinged with excitement, carried a vibrato.
Jiang Bai said he was busy, but!
"He said that to welcome us, these brave young men who have joined the army, he just called his sister, Jiang Baizhi, specifically to ask her!"
Jiang Bai said his younger sister, Jiang Baizhi, happened to be in Kyoto filming a program, and he said... his sister would love to come and attend our new recruit welcome party!
silence.
The cafeteria fell silent for three seconds.
Followed by.
A thunderous cheer erupted instantly.
Not only the officers at this table, but also the new and old recruits at the next few tables who had been sitting upright, had all dropped their pretenses and were yelling and banging their stainless steel plates loudly.
Holy crap!!!
"Awooo—!! Long live the goddess!"
"Instructor Black! From today onwards, you're my father! No, you're my ancestor! Is Goddess Bai Zhi really coming?"
"Quick! Class Two, stop eating and go back to wash those camouflage uniforms! Even if we freeze to death tomorrow, I'm going to look my best when I see my goddess!"
The second company commander let out a heart-wrenching wolf howl, looking just like a gorilla.
"Jiang Baizhi is coming? Really?!"
"Old Black! Pinch me! Quick! See if I'm dreaming!"
Just as everyone was celebrating, the company commander jumped onto the table and roared at the group of greenhorns:
"What are you yelling about? Huh?"
"I've never seen them this strong when they're training in combat; their shouts are practically ripping the roof off!"
"Sit down, all of you! Show some soldier's composure!"
Despite saying that, when the third company commander turned to look at Lao Hei, his usually stern face had turned into a deep, wrinkled chrysanthemum with a gleam of green in his eyes:
"Hey Black, bro, how safe is this?"
"Should I go and write an application to the regiment right now to replace all the machinery and equipment for tomorrow?"
"This is Jiang Baizhi! This is Jiang Baizhi who sang 'I Love You, China'!!"
Old Hei shook his head helplessly as he watched this scene.
Good grief, these guys were just eating while their ears were practically glued to my phone!
"Sure! Jiang Bai said it himself, how could it be false?"
Old Hei straightened his back, basking in the glory of being the center of attention as an instructor:
"But let me make this clear first: Jiang Baizhi is here to offer her her regards. If anyone messes up at tomorrow's party and disturbs her, don't blame me!"
"Don't worry, instructor! We promise we'll behave perfectly!"
The soldiers in the entire canteen roared in unison, their voices so loud that the chef in the back kitchen almost flew his ladle into the pot.
.......
Time slowly passed.
As the clock ticked, it approached six o'clock in the evening.
A massive migration, worthy of being recorded as a spectacle in human sociology, has officially begun across the vast land of China.
A top-tier office building in Shanghai.
This should have been a time of overtime work in a large factory, with bright lights and keyboards clattering more frantically than a funeral dirge.
Strangely enough, many department heads actually slammed their fists on the table at six o'clock, which is unprecedented.
"Disperse! Everyone, disperse!"
The supervisor, while picking up his briefcase, yelled at the intern who was still reconciling accounts:
"The sky won't fall if we check that report again tomorrow!"
"Bai Zhi's 'The Voice of China' airs tonight. At such an important time, you guys are actually trying to make money for your boss's Land Rover?"
"Get home right now! One minute late and I'll dock your bonus!"
The intern paused for a second, then unleashed the fastest reaction speed of his life:
"My supervisor is wise! I'll pack my things and go home right away!"
Not only office buildings, but the atmosphere on the streets and alleys has become extremely absurd.
A park in the city center, which should have been a lively square dance venue, was now eerily silent.
The lead dancer, Aunt Wang, turned off the badly worn speaker, waved to the group of elderly women, and spoke in a solemn tone as if she were attending a secret meeting:
"Sisters, let's stop practicing here for today."
"My grandson, who's in junior high, said that the girl who sings 'Gently Tell You' is going to perform tonight. We have to go back and watch, to help boost Bai Zhi's ratings!"
Less than five minutes.
The square dance formations that usually never stopped vanished without a trace, leaving only a ground covered with withered leaves scattered in the autumn wind.
At a night market stall in a bustling downtown area.
The man selling takoyaki deftly flipped the balls while calling out to the customers in line:
"Only five left! We're closing up shop once they're sold out!"
"I'm going back to see Goddess Bai Zhi!"
"Don't ask, the answer is that the goddess's singing voice is more important than your idle chatter!"
The diners weren't angry at all; instead, they urged the food to hurry up.
"Hey bro, hurry up! I'm in a rush to get home and see my goddess too!"
Suddenly, taxis across the country became highly sought after, and delivery drivers rode their electric bikes at F1 speeds.
Everyone has only one goal:
I went home, turned on the TV, and tuned it to Zhejiang TV!