Zhang Yao is an unreliable person. He lives a very delicate life, but he has no sense of responsibility, like a child who has not grown up. At this time, he was distracted again. In a trance, he heard the conversation between Su Ye and Chen Chuxin and subconsciously said:

"Brother Xin, let's wait until he leaves before scolding him. He will pay us a salary."

Chen Chuxin: "Did I scold him? He scolded him himself."

Zhang Yao: "What? He asked you to scold me?"

Chen Chuxin was speechless and ignored Zhang Yao. This guy was often distracted and couldn't understand people's words.

However, everyone is already used to it.

The program continued to be recorded, and Su Ye was about to leave. The program team invited him to come to help the poverty alleviation team, so that six merciless plants who starved to death could have a meal. Who knew that Su Ye led them directly to a well-off society, and even had hot pot, was outrageous. He stayed for a long time and was afraid that it would be a 10,000 yuan per person per capita.

As a survival program, how can guests eat too much?

Therefore, the director team made a temporary decision to ask Comrade Su Ye to clock in early and get off work, pretending that the schedule is too busy, he must leave immediately.

Su Ye doesn't care about this. Anyway, he doesn't have any notice fee when he appears on this show. After all, it doesn't matter if his company's program is left and right.

"What? Su Ye is leaving?"

The boy group of re-employed people exclaimed, "He left, what are we having for lunch?"

Although there are pots, firewood and fish, it won’t make a fire!

Director Zhang Hengxi said: "Now, please ask Su Ye to ask a question before leaving. Six permanent guests can answer it. You can answer it three times. If you answer it correctly, you can get a box of wet matches."

Su Xing shouted: "Please give me a mosaic in the later stage!"

As he said that, he raised his middle finger at Zhang Hengxi. The teacher cooperated very well in the later stage and filled Su Xing's face with mosaics.

Zhang Hengxi was thick-skinned and handed a question card to Su Ye: "Ask."

Su Ye took a look and threw it away: "You guys are really not good! What kind of problem is this? It's like a brain teaser, without any technical content. Forget it, I'd better play it freely."

Zhang Hengxi dared not refute that Su Ye is indeed more talented in disgusting people, so let him do it himself.

Su Ye touched his nose and said, "You can choose three types of questions yourself, don't say I'll cheat you. You can choose one of the music questions, military questions and math questions."

Lu Jihu raised his hand: "Music question!"

Wang Zhengliang also nodded: "Yes!"

They are all original people, so of course they subconsciously want to choose music questions.

Su Xing said: "No, brothers, think carefully about what we do? We are musicians? He dares to put the music questions in. What level do you think this will be? You must fully understand the principle of being a person with the surname Su!"

Everyone suddenly realized and felt scared: "It is true that the surname Su is not a good person."

Su Xing said: "I choose military affairs. We don't know how to do math problems anyway. Except for Chen Chuxin, who knows how to count tadpoles, who has the ability to achieve math?"

Chen Chuxin gave Su Xing a throat lock on his back.

Wang Lexing: "Military issues!"

Everyone nodded one after another.

Su Ye: "Okay, a military issue. May I ask, after the explosion of our first atomic bomb, which country was the first country to notify? Three chances."

Wang Zhengliang: "USA! Defeat the American paper tiger."

Su Ye: "Wrong."

Zhang Yao lifted his hair and said handsomely: "Of course it's a Mao Bear. My eldest brother, I will definitely be the first to notify me."

Su Ye: "Wrong! You have one last chance."

Everyone was stunned, are you lying? If you don’t inform these two countries at the first time, who will not notify them? Who will be given the first notice?

Everyone muttered and discussed it, but they didn't dare to answer rashly.

Some people say it was Pakistani, but it was not very strong at that time. Some people say it was Beibang, but it was not very reliable. Some people say it was Tianzhu. Because I just finished fighting the family, some people naturally say it was Nanyue...

In the end, they couldn't find Bei at all and decided to be confused.

Su Xing's eyes lit up: "I understand! Believe me, let me answer, I know what the answer is, the first one to notify... the United Nations!"

The great injustice immediately nodded in agreement, this is reliable.

Su Ye: "Wrong."

The boy group re-employed was stunned. It doesn’t matter if they can’t get matches. What’s important is the desire for victory and defeat between men. They all asked Su Ye to give the answer and not make up randomly.

Su Ye sneered: "Of course, it was the first to notify Japan. What do you think? Isn't it worthy of being notified by the first to be notified? I, Tu Jiang, have always been polite and honest in doing things..."

Be convinced!

None of the people was dissatisfied with it. They did a pretty job. Why didn’t we expect it?

...

A month later, the World Cup had already ended, and the shameful elimination of Japan's team's defeat in three games in the group stage was temporarily forgotten because a new shame was happening.

On this day, a huge fleet of warships from a certain country was sailing around Japan.

Japan's Internet is in trouble. Netizens are very dissatisfied with the Navy's behavior of huddling in the port to pretend to be dead. They think they should rush out and drive them away, and would rather be broken than be completely broken.

Tokyo, very hot.

Public opinion is very hot and the weather is very hot.

Buzzing...

In a small room on the second floor of a wooden house, the electric fan was spinning wildly.

Fourteen-year-old Hideji Ida held his tablet and looked at the photos of the mighty and domineering warship inside. Looking at the densely parked planes, the little Hideji was shaking all over, his eyes became red, and his breathing was as rapid as a bellows.

His fingers slid down, and he shook even harder. Masaka... This is too science fiction, right? Is this really a warship made by humans?

Ida Hide's teeth were fighting and finally punched to the floor.

"This country is the first...Long live the Heavenly Kingdom! Japan's land sinks!"

He couldn't help but growl out.

Too relieved!

We should send warships to Japan a few times every month to scare the Japanese pirates to death!

Ida Hideji looked at the comments below this article, and the angry Japanese netizens gritted their teeth. Hideji felt happy, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so scared!

My Heavenly Kingdom is so powerful!

"The big knife cuts the heads of the Japanese, patriotic compatriots across the country, the day of the War of Resistance has arrived..."

Xiuji was so happy that he was about to fly, and he was humming a song and had to die.

It is necessary to die, and the caption is: "Come on, let the ignorant Japanese devils shivered in front of our aircraft carriers! We also need to build more aircraft carriers, preferably nuclear-powered! Don't have too many, twelve ships are enough! Blow up the Kyushu Islands! Defeat the American paper tiger!"

Below, he included a picture of the words he wrote in his homework book, and practices of translating the names of Chinese warships:

Liaoning Ship → Wide Area Silence

Jilin Ship → Lucky Forest

hlj ship →Dark Dragon River

Ningxia Ship → Silent Yanyang

Guangdong Ship → Wuyin Dongfang

Hebei Ship → Huangshui Youdu

Wait... A long list of Chinese warship names he collected, although Japanese people can understand the original Chinese name without any obstacles and better understand its meaning.

However, Hideji Ida was still keen on translating warship names, and translated them from Chinese characters to... Chinese characters.

Soon he received some insulting comments from Japanese netizens, and he had no psychological burden at all. He replied after a comment "Are you still a Japanese person?":

"I am a traitor! Spiritual Chinese!"

Squeak!

The door is open.

The mother-in-law walked in with one hundred and twenty-fourth of watermelon and placed it on Ida Hideji's desk. She said gently: "Shuiji, why are you playing with a tablet again? You have to study hard! You can't be lazy! If you don't work hard, you can't be loyal to the Celestial Empire, and you can only be enslaved by the Japanese Emperor."

Xiuji put down his tablet and nodded seriously: "Oh Gasang, Xiuji understands!"

Mom touched Xiu Er's head: "Very good! You can't insult the glory of your ancestors. You must make contributions to the great rejuvenation of the Celestial Empire. Even a little bit of a small contribution is our glory! I really envy you for catching up with such a good era."

Xiu Er's expression was particularly serious: "I will not disappoint my mother and ancestors! But watermelons are so expensive, so there is no need for my mother to buy them for me every day..."

Mom also became serious, with disappointment in her words: "Do you think mom is just to satisfy your appetite? Just to make you feel a sense of superiority because of eating expensive watermelons? Xiuer, Mom just wants to tell you through the watermelons why the Celestial Empire is worthy of our loyalty! Why is it worthy of our ancestors' life for generations!"

Ida Hideji was stunned. His mother rarely taught him a lesson like this, but he was so smart. He had been the first place in the exam since he was a child and quickly figured it out:

"I'm narrow-minded! Sorry, oh Gasang! I understand your painstaking efforts. Only the Celestial Empire in the world has achieved watermelon freedom. The annual watermelon production is more than 100 million tons, which is more than two-thirds of the world's world! Their watermelons are very cheap. Everyone can hold a whole watermelon to eat in summer. All the world, only the Celestial Empire countries and scientists are trying their best to make the lives of the people. Unlike the upper class in other countries, they are all blood-sucking demons!"

Mom smiled knowingly: "Strive for it! For the glory of our ancestors!"

After saying that, my mother left.

Ida Hideji picked up one hundred and twenty-fourth of watermelon, sprinkled a little salt, took a bite, and looked at the calligraphy hanging on the wall in front of the desk.

"I saw the propaganda materials you scattered in the ravine, and knew that you were guerrillas led by ***. You are patriots and internationalists. I really want to meet you, but I was surrounded by *** beasts and had no way out. I decided to commit suicide. I gave the 100,000 bullets I brought to the army. Please aim at the Japanese army and shoot. I wish the sacred gcism cause a success as soon as possible! - Susushio Ida."
To be continued...