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[This chapter has nothing to do with the main text, it is a work of practice. 】

Meng Meng is numb!

what?Expansion of territory?Reappear the Han and Tang Dynasties?

Why don't you make international jokes with me?
How many years has Blue Star been at peace? If there are not two centuries, there will be hundreds of decades, right?
Fools aren't so foolish, are they?

Meng Meng has read a lot of Blue Star's history and seen a lot of Blue Star's art of war after crossing.

But at this moment, he is still on top!

"Please give me this chance!"

Hmm-about the trivial matter that I can't refuse to write the three armies in the family tree and debut in C in the ancestral hall.

In Meng Mo's view, compared to the two words given by this person.

Not to mention that Gou Zaijia became a star and became famous, the word title on the gold list is not optimistic enough!

……

"He agreed?"

"Correct."

"it is good!

Then let him go through the procedure, the file must be transferred first.

By the way, the compilation is also solved for him first. "

"I'm going to do it now, and I will definitely not let other brother units take advantage of it!"

"Well, you must be quick. This kid's suppression talent is too important to us, and we must not lose it."

……

After half an hour.

Meng Mo looked at the entry contract and non-disclosure agreement in front of him, dumbfounded.

"I also have an iron job? This is really something I couldn't ask for in the previous life, and it doesn't take much effort to get it in this life."

The experience of failing to go ashore many times in his previous life made him a little panicky at this moment, but also a little excited.

Based on my identity as a fish that has not been caught during my nine-year obligation.

Should be able to mix a Guangzong Yaozu here, right?

It's okay to leave a name in history.

Thinking about the best, at worst there is an immortal guarantee...

"What are you thinking? Just sign if there is no problem."

"Oh, sign it now."

Meng Mo signed, and signed freely.

He even wants to make four characters, so why should he hesitate.

Putting down his pen, Meng Man raised his head and looked at Yu Hongshuang who was facing him. He now had a lot of questions to ask.

But before he thought of how to ask.

Yu Hongshuang had already pulled out her phone and dialed, "Xiao Jiang, tell Wawa and Second Brother to pack up.

Three hours later, we will gather on the fourth apron. "

After hanging up the phone, Yu Hongshuang looked at Meng Meng with a serious expression, "I know the previous invitation was a bit abrupt.

But you have to understand that people in our profession will not play tricks with you. "

Of course, Meng Meng also agrees with this point. Compared with other professions, the identity of a soldier is obviously more convincing.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have signed the sale contract so rashly.

Although he thought so in his heart, Meng Mo still asked:
"Then can I ask what is in me that you need? Or... why me?"

Yu Hongshuang pointed to the suona on Meng Mo's hand, "Because of it."

"This? Suona?"

"Well, it's very important... Sorry, I'll answer the phone first." Yu Hongshuang raised her phone as a signal, and then left the room.

"I still take advantage of the suona? No, what use is this thing for expanding the territory?"

At this moment, 1 drafts in the heart of the boy holding the suona rushed past.

Meng Meng was also convinced, it turned out that the real world is really so magical.

What is this all about?

Three sentences, let a woman offer me an iron rice bowl?

This kind of thing is more fucking incredible than his awakening system...

Before Meng Mo calmed down, Yu Hongshuang pushed the door open again.

But this time her face showed impatience visible to the naked eye, "Follow me immediately.

Remember, no matter what incredible things you encounter for a while.

Don't be surprised to hear how unreliable it is. "

"Huh? Oh oh... good."

Afterwards, Meng Mo was dragged by Yu Hongshuang to run wildly, and crashed into a room full of disinfectant smell.

In the room, the lights of various medical-related instruments flickered.

A doctor wearing a white mask and sweating profusely led several doctors of similar appearance to surround a struggling patient's bed.

The leading doctor's face was full of urgency, "One more person, hurry up, hold his arm!"

"Diallyl thiosulfinate, another 500CC, intravenous injection!"

The nurse standing in front of the instrument immediately gave feedback, "Report, the effect of the allicin injection is not satisfactory."

"Immediately activate the 'Old Naper' serum solution, give three together, hurry up!" The leading doctor continued to command.

The next moment, the "patient" struggled even harder.

"Ji Chu, it still doesn't work, what should I do?
Now the doll sees more and more villains, you should quickly think of a way! "

"Then do a two-pronged approach, mix allicin and serum solvent!"

The doctor who was called the second brother gritted his teeth and turned red.

At this moment, Yu Hongshuang couldn't stand it anymore, and stopped her sharply, "No, I don't agree!

Ji Laoer, did you know that mixing these two medicines together has a [-]% fatality rate! "

The doctor, who was also Ji's second child in Yu Hongshuang's mouth, was in a hurry, and snapped back:

"Then you have a way to come here? The low survival rate is better than letting me watch the doll die like this!
Don't worry, I will take the responsibility, and I will definitely not implicate you, a great leader. "

Ji's second son, whose real name is Ji De, is the resident doctor of the 21st Army Factory in [-].

In terms of rank, it is the same rank as Yu Hongshuang.

But even at the same level, Yu Hongshuang was not used to him, and directly fought back forcefully, "Blame you, what are you barking at?"

Ji's second child sees that this crazy woman still has time to chat with him at this time.

He directly grabbed the two medicines in the hands of the nurse and began to operate them himself.

Yu Hongshuang didn't stop Ji Laoer either, but just dragged Meng Man, who was watching the fun, out of the corner.

"Don't look, save people."

"what?"

"I told you to save people!" Yu Hongshuang repeated blankly again.

Meng Meng froze.

The leader keeps asking me to save people, how can I save them?

You can't send people on the road with a song of birds and phoenixes, right?
"Yeah, exactly what you think.

Others, after 1 minute, immediately connect to the equipment and instruments needed in the next link. "

As soon as Yu Hongshuang finished speaking, the middle-aged doctor next to Ji De said:

"Liu Chu, do you know what you are talking about?

The doll is not awake yet.

Going directly to the equipment of the second link will kill him. "

"I don't agree either, Yu Hongshuang, you are joking with the lives of your comrades!" Ji De prepared the medicine and walked to the center of the room to stand still.

As long as his current position is beyond Hongshuang, he can deliver the medicine into the mouth of the "patient".

Blue Star, the suburbs of Toronto, Raptors Prison No. [-].

Prison No. [-], which is only a dozen square meters, is filled with smog, and the air is filled with the smell of sweat.

It is believed that this unpleasant smell will make the stomach acid flow as long as ordinary people smell it.

But for Meng Mo, who has been here for half a year and has already adapted to the prison, he is already used to it.

The average "top class" went to prison around forty, and he just turned eighteen when he crossed over.

enmmm~
Let's go, avoid more than 20 years of detours!
Meng Meng, dressed in blue and white striped cosplay, leaned on the guardrail of the upper bunk, tiptoed through the only iron window and looked at the gate not far away.

How he wanted to be free!

pity.

He was like a duck in the sea - he couldn't help himself.

Forget it.

Idle is also idle, come and come, it is not easy, the Chinese New Year, he should continue to hone his singing skills.

"Ah... oh~ ah... Saoye~ ah... oh sunte..."

……

Separated by a wall, in a monitoring room full of electronic screens.

A policewoman wearing a uniform with a convex front and a concave back, which is enough to be called a bosom mentor, is staring at Meng Mo, a young man with a short cut, through the surveillance screen.

"Oh Shante, what a voice! How many CDs did he eat to sing such a moving voice!

But having said that, this little prisoner is quite stubborn.

After all this, I don’t forget to open my voice to practice my singing skills. "

"Don't he know that bad artists are definitely banned?"

Next to the female prison guard stood a bearded male prison guard.

The male prison guard is called Tam, who is Meng Mang's prison grid manager, also known as the cell boss.

"Does it sound good?" Tam looked at the female prison guard in favor, "We don't allow mobile phones in this damn place.

This is the only form of entertainment I have.

I wouldn't share it with ordinary people, what is your next vacation..."

"Sorry, my holidays for today, tomorrow and the next year have already been taken early."

Full of lies and a nonchalant tone.

It fully shows that the female prison guard does not want to have an in-depth discussion with Tam about how to overtake.

She just wants to shut up the damn Tam and stop bothering her to listen to the song!
After all, since she was transferred to this group today, this is her only way of entertainment.

Seeing the female prison guard listening fascinatedly, Tam probably understood what was going on.

This bitch was attracted by the show!

That's easy, Tam stroked his chin and got into a brainstorm.

Half an hour later, Meng Meng's singing in the monitoring room disappeared, and Tam immediately said:

"Interesting, right? There are more exciting ones!

Do you want to watch past recordings?

I swear to God, those videos were way better than this one.

Galen's talk show is not as exciting as his talk. "

The female prison guard heard this and revealed

Look interested.

Seeing the inquiring look in the female prison guard's eyes, Tam took the initiative to explain:

"Except for his hip stretch when stepping on the sewing machine, everything else is top-notch!

I have heard him sing before, and I have heard him speak on talk shows.

I even heard him tell the story of Huaxia's hidden profession!

Don't you want to know the top secret of the eastern world? "

The big wave policewoman brushed her short hair and asked curiously, "A Youshuo? Are you sure?

Are there really secrets about oriental mysterious occupations to listen to?
Tam, when you were questioned by your superiors some time ago, the person you reported was all normal and there was nothing suspicious. "

Unshaven Tam's eyes are determined, "Those are not secrets.

He just artistically processed the information known by all the upper class.

I promise, what he said is much more interesting than the materials you have seen.

I swear to God, at least at the level of gorgeous two flowers.

As long as you agree to compete with me in driving skills, I will find those videos and show them to you. "

"What hidden profession is that about? I have to know if I'm interested in it first."

"Title Douluo fights Captain Mojin!
You have heard of the trick of turning a horse into a fighting spirit.

Captain Mojin used a trick of blue and silver winding to fight against the soul emperor!I'm telling you..."

"Wait a minute, so...Tam you keep your own entertainment for the songs, the stories.

Did he deliberately fail his application for commutation? "

Damn, you are..."

"Saudi UP!" Tam interrupted her suddenly, with a serious face, "Some things, we just need to be clear in our hearts.

After all...you don't want to have no shows to watch in the days to come, right? "

The female prison guard was slightly stunned by Tam's words, and she was silent for a long time before she said, "I can only say... well done."

The female prison guard sighed in her heart, she really wanted to persuade Tam to let the boy leave and regain his freedom as soon as possible.

But compared to this poor kindness, she thinks it is more important to have "fun" to watch!
As long as Meng Mo can't leave, she and Tam can have fun.

In return, she and Tam can also take care of him from his fellow inmates.

Ok!Take what you want, it makes sense!
In fact... even without the care of the two prison guards, Meng Meng would not be bullied.

Prison guards have no entertainment, so do prisoners have fun?
They are not tired of just picking up soap!

In the end, don't you have to ask him to tell everyone some interesting stories to relieve boredom!
……

Meng Mo didn't know that his talent was being used as a bargaining chip in the preparatory stage of the friendly match.

After he opened his voice, he was ready to learn from his classmates.

Prisons are no different than the outside world, and access to information is limited.

He wanted to know that Blue Star's "entertainment circle" had one and only way to inquire about news when they were out.

As for why the entertainment circle is specifically marked?

Because when Meng Meng crossed over, he brought his mother's "entertainment" system with him!
He doesn't want the golden finger to be abolished, and he doesn't pay attention to what the entertainment circle pays attention to?
To be fair, this opening was quite annoying for him.

He has been reduced to stepping on a sewing machine, but the system wants to make him famous?

Isn't this bullying honest people? !
Hmm~ If a prisoner is considered an honest person...

Soon, it was the time for Meng Man's long-awaited once-a-day airing.

Meng Meng didn't waste a second, and strode out of the prison with the whistle sounding, and entered the outdoor playground full of loess and fine sand.

After coming out, he first looked around, ignoring the familiar faces, looking for the appearance of new classmates.

Because the new prisoner can bring him the latest news and information, instead of unreliable old stories.

He's had enough of the lies of habitual offenders.

How the hell do you believe that there are werewolves and vampires in this world!

Two minutes later, Meng Meng chuckled with satisfaction, "Three new faces, ouch, not bad."

After confirming the target, Meng Meng didn't rush forward to talk, but went straight to the smoking area.

There are few prisoners who can enter here to talk about, even if there are, they are a minority.

Instead of hoping to meet someone who is easy to talk to, it is better to use the situation to suppress people directly.

Entering the smoking area, Meng Mo went straight to the innermost circle.

"Mr. Silas, I've come to ask you for help again."

The muscular tattooed man whom Meng Meng calls Mr. is holding his arms behind his head, serving as the referee for the younger brothers who are fighting each other.

Hearing someone calling him, he turned around and looked at Meng Mo with interest:
"Hey, isn't this the talented man in Room No. [-]? Why, you want me to call someone for questioning again?"

"Hehe, isn't this a drought of inspiration, urgent need to replenish.

By the way, I have created two extra chapters in the past two days, and you will ask Lao Liu to find me to pick them up later. "