The school belle's heart thief

"Uncle Chen, how do we drink this wine?" Long Xiaoyu asked.

"How about a toast?" Chen Yupeng asked.

"Okay, I'm fine!" Long Xiaoyu drank the white wine in his glass in one gulp.

"Xiaoyu, we two have a bad temper!" Chen Yupeng was very happy, and also had a drink.

"Qianqian, let's toast too." Chen Kexin drank a glass of dry red wine in one go, and she can drink quite well.

"Kexin, can I drink slowly? I can't drink much." Ye Qianqian took a sip.

"Okay, I'll drink with Dad and Xiaoyu!" Chen Kexin said boldly.

After drinking two glasses of white wine, Chen Yupeng was very excited and talked more.Long Xiaoyu felt that the heat was almost ready, and he said solemnly: "Uncle Chen, Kexin likes music so much, and her voice is very good, and her appearance is very beautiful, why don't you want her to apply for the music school?"

Chen Yupeng thought for a while, "Xiaoyu, at my age, I have experienced a lot of things. Kexin is indeed a good singer, and it is possible to become a talent if she is trained well, but adolescence is very short for a singer. How do you live? At that time, you will not have any skills, you can only sing, but if you become an old lady, will anyone still listen to your singing? Besides, this society is very complicated, and it is impossible for me and her mother to be by her side at any time. I might encounter harassment or unspoken rules, what should I do then? I know that based on her grades, she might not be able to get into a good university, but even if it is an ordinary university, if she majors in accounting or finance, even if she majors in early childhood education, there will always be problems. A job? This is why I object to her studying art."

"Uncle Chen, if these are not problems, would you consider letting her study art?" Long Xiaoyu asked.

"Of course! But how could it not be a problem?" Chen Yupeng asked.

"Uncle Chen, I'm going to set up a performing arts company soon, and let Chen Kexin join my company. She can be the boss if she doesn't want to sing anymore. This way, no one will harass her, and she can work for the rest of her life. What do you think, Uncle Chen?" Long Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

"You start a performing arts company? Can it work?" Chen Yupeng asked worriedly.

"Uncle Chen, do you know Meiyu?" Long Xiaoyu asked.

"Meiyu? Is that the famous singer that Kexin likes so much?" Chen Yupeng remembered.

"Yes, she is very popular in Asia. She just held concerts in Donghai and Beijing, and the audience was full. She joined my company." Long Xiaoyu said.

"Xiaoyu, Meiyu joined your company?" Ye Qianqian and Chen Kexin were both surprised.

"Yes, she is also planning to find a few famous singers in Asia to join. With them, the company will definitely make money." Long Xiaoyu nodded.

"Xiaoyu, you mean to let me join your company?" Chen Kexin asked excitedly.

"This is your company too! You can perform while studying, and you will be as famous as Meiyu in the future!" Long Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"Xiaoyu, this is great!" Chen Kexin jumped up happily, "I want to drink with you!"

"Ke Xin, Uncle Chen hasn't agreed yet." Long Xiaoyu laughed.

"Xiaoyu, if this is the case, of course I agree, but it's a bit late for Kexin to prepare now?" Chen Yupeng asked.

"Uncle Chen, I invited a visiting professor from the Beijing Conservatory of Music to teach her, and it happens that Meiyu's younger sister Meixue is also studying. It should be no problem for the two of them to study together." Long Xiaoyu said.

"Xiaoyu, do I need to go to the capital to study? Will there be a delay in the culture class?" Chen Kexin said worriedly.

"No! I have already invited her to Donghai, and she will live in this hotel. You can go to school in the morning and study with the teacher in the afternoon and evening." Long Xiaoyu said.

"This is great! Xiaoyu, thank you! Cheers!" Chen Kexin clinked a glass of red wine with Long Xiaoyu, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'll toast with you, thank you Xiaoyu!" Chen Yupeng happily drank up the wine in the glass, and Long Xiaoyu also drank up the white wine in the glass.

The next morning, after Long Xiaoyu asked Xiao Chutong for leave, he came to the city's National Security Bureau, where Chen Yupeng was waiting for him.

"Xiaoyu, the Sarin Operation Group's Asian organization is located in Afghanistan. Scorpion is the leader of this organization. Their base has about 100 people and is responsible for training and training terrorists. There are 3 of you in a team, and you need to follow some The trained personnel entered the base and tried to find our informants. It would be best if they could be rescued! The team leader is Adili, and another member is Musa. They are not special forces and need your protection. You You have superb martial arts, we trust you." Chen Yupeng said seriously.

"But I don't know the Uighur language." Long Xiaoyu was a little worried.

"We also have a headache in terms of language, but we don't have any suitable candidates. This week we will mainly train you in the language, and you can understand it when the time comes. We will guide you to put on makeup and go as a mixed Han and Uighur, but you have to communicate with them. I have the same idea, and we will give you some information on this. We also need to train some basic knowledge of agents. We have already said hello to the school. Please take a month off. Next week, we will go to Urumqi, Xijiang, and the team members Meet, and then enter Afghanistan as soon as possible. Xiaoyu, it may affect your preparation for the college entrance examination, I'm sorry!" Chen Yupeng said with a smile.

"Uncle Chen is okay, I am willing to do it for the national interest." Long Xiaoyu also said with a smile.

Long Xiaoyu was admitted to the training center of the Municipal Bureau of National Security for closed-system training.The teacher who taught Long Xiaoyu the Uighur language did not expect that Long Xiaoyu could basically have a simple conversation in the Uighur language in just three days, which surprised him very much.After that, Long Xiaoyu learned the basics of secret agents such as intelligence gathering, disguise, communication technology, and technical investigation. A week later, he put on his makeup and flew to Urumqi from the Capital Airport.Perhaps because he looked a bit like a Uyghur, he was strictly scrutinized at the airport security check.

After flying over the white-capped snow-capped peaks of Tianshan Mountains, the plane landed at Ushi Diwopu Airport soon.

"Aili, I'm Adili! Nice to meet you!" Adili is a burly Uighur with sunken eyes, about 30 years old.He drove Long Xiaoyu through the urban area of ​​Urumqi to his residence.Ai Li is Long Xiaoyu's pseudonym for carrying out this operation.Adili is a taciturn person, but after meeting and exchanging pleasantries with Long Xiaoyu, he is silent most of the time.

When I first entered Urumqi, I felt that the buildings were all gray. After entering the urban area, many modern buildings appeared, and it was also very prosperous. It’s just that there are many special policemen on the street, holding shields and anti-riot sticks, carrying micro-punches on their backs and standing guard or patrolling. , showing a big difference from the mainland.There are many Uyghurs on the sidewalk, and the women wear headscarves, and some even look like nuns, with only their eyes exposed.

When I came to Adili's residence, it was an ordinary three-bedroom apartment. Musa was also in the room. He was 25 years old, with a medium build and a small beard. He was also a typical Uighur.

"Aili, first read the Koran and this pamphlet. Tomorrow, we will smuggle people from Bortala Alashan Pass to Afghanistan together with those people." Adili said, and he gave Long Xiaoyu a few simple instructions.

"Okay." Long Xiaoyu nodded, and went to his room to look.That pamphlet was East Turkistan Organization's brochure "Historical Records of East Turkistan", which was written by Yi Min, the main figure of the East Turkistan Movement, and it was entirely about propaganda.

"Hi, brother, hello, where are you from?" Musa followed, he looked very enthusiastic, different from Adili's silence, he was very active.

"I'm from Donghai City." Long Xiaoyu's answer was very simple, because after a week of training, he already knew that as an agent, he should speak as little as possible, and he would lose his words if he spoke too much.Even if the opponent is his comrade in arms.

Musa talked and laughed for a while, and asked Long Xiaoyu's real name, but he just said that his real name was Aili.

"Brother, would you like some wine?" Musa found a bottle of local liquor from the cabinet, and brought out a plate of cold dishes from the refrigerator, which contained onions, tomatoes and peppers. Musa called the onions Piyazi, which is very interesting.There is also a plate of air-dried beef and hand-picked lamb.

"Aren't you going to ask Adili to drink with you?" Long Xiaoyu couldn't help asking strangely seeing Musa pour the wine into two big bowls and gulp it down.

"He doesn't drink, let's drink." Musa shook his head.The tone of his speech is very similar to the feeling of foreigners speaking Chinese, which is strange, and so is Adili. It seems that all Uyghurs speak Chinese with this tone.

"Can you drink alcohol in your Islam?" Long Xiaoyu asked.

"Don't talk about this, we are brothers, drink!" Musa waved his hand.

Long Xiaoyu laughed. It seems that Islam forbids Muslims to drink alcohol. This Musa is very interesting.A bottle of wine was quickly drained, and Musa took out another bottle, and the two drank again.

At six o'clock the next morning, Long Xiaoyu, Adili, and Musa boarded a container truck with more than a dozen militants in it, and went to the Sarin Operation Group's base in Afghanistan for training.

In the stuffy container truck, more than a dozen people were lying on the bottom of the container, and Long Xiaoyu sat cross-legged in meditation, practicing ghost valley magical skills.Through the clairvoyant eyes, he can see everything outside very clearly.This is a gray-black Gobi desert, with no human habitation along the way, it is very desolate.After more than six hours of turbulence, the container truck drove into the Bortala Alashan Pass, which borders Kazakhstan.Two people came up on the road, led the container truck over the mountains, bypassed the border guards, and entered the country of Kazakhstan.After passing through several checkpoints, it finally entered the territory of Afghanistan.

The container truck walked for another half a day and entered a mountainous area, full of loess and little vegetation, and finally stopped at a lonely camp.The camp looked like a prison, with high khaki walls, tall towers, and surveillance holes on the towers.Through the wall, Long Xiaoyu could see the armed men and a light machine gun in the tower.There are two guards at the door, both with black bullet belts, AK47 submachine guns slung over their shoulders, and grenades hanging on their bodies.

Long Xiaoyu and the others jumped out of the car and were taken to a large tent to isolate them.Dozens of armed personnel were facing a big enemy, and several people questioned one person, each carrying an ak47 submachine gun.

"What's your name? Who introduced you?" A dark-skinned Uighur asked Long Xiaoyu in Uighur.Several armed men behind him pointed their guns at Long Xiaoyu.

"My name is Aili, and I was introduced by Hasimu." Long Xiaoyu said in Uighur according to Adili's instructions.He can be said to be a language genius. Uyghur speaks very fast and is difficult to master. He can speak it in a few days.

"You are Han, right?" asked the dark-skinned Uighur.

"I am a Uyghur. My mother is a Han, my father is a Uyghur, and I am a Uyghur." Long Xiaoyu said calmly.

"Haha! You are the spy who came in! You can't deceive me!" The Uighur laughed and said, several armed men around him suddenly became tense, and all their guns were aimed at Long Xiaoyu!

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