Commander is not normal today

"Okay!" Bismarck quickly put on a serious look, but the volume of the next sentence suddenly decreased a lot:

"Don't, stop talking, Tirpitz..."

In the end, the evening banquet was held as scheduled. In the not-so-spacious dining room, smelling the aroma of vegetables wafting from the kitchen, many girls swallowed their saliva fiercely.

Because it's not the iron-blooded Jianniang who cooks, but Zhou Yang.

Everyone has seen his cooking skills. Every time Zhou Yang cooks, the plates are always clean.

Then he was in the middle of cooking, and Yixian, who was a little restless, hesitated for a moment, and walked into the kitchen.

"Are all the ship girls in Donghuang good at cooking?"

Javelin asked Bin Jiang who was sitting next to her.

Those scents are so strong that almost everyone's index fingers move.

"No, I'm an idiot."

Binjiang whispered to Javelin that she took a look at Anshan and Changchun who were chatting with the Z drivers. They were both young girls, and it was easy to chat together.

"Anshan is alright, Changchun and I also only know how to eat and drink..."

"At home, Yixian, Pinghai, and Ninghai are all responsible for cooking."

Javelin suddenly realized that after living with a group of iron-blooded ship girls for so long and having eaten Zhou Yang's meals many times, she somehow understood what she ate in the royal family...

Fish and chips, I'm sorry, but I'm sorry!

Javelin me, I can't go back...

She thought that cooking was a natural skill of Donghuang people.

As a leader, it is customary for Bismarck to deliver a speech before the meal, but when the dishes were finished, she still hadn't waited for Zhou Yang and Yixian to come out of the kitchen.

"Go and see, Z2."

"I saw it just now, one cup, two people washed it together for 10 minutes, and neither of them spoke."

"Every time Zhou Yang wants to talk to Yixian, Yixian turns his head away; vice versa, when Yixian wants to say something to him, he just falters."

"Maybe it's the special interest of Donghuang people. I'm an iron-blooded person, so I don't understand." Z2 said.

Chapter 43 There are no hills in the mountains, and the rivers are exhausted.Donglei shakes, summer rains and snows.

After ten o'clock, the night had already quietly covered the tranquil harbor with a layer of tulle.

Zhou Yang closed his eyes on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Today, Long Island, Eugene, and Blucher seem to have reached some kind of agreement.

Every time they wanted, they would find an excuse to come to him in the evening, and lightly scratched his palm with their fingers, which meant that they were not allowed to run tonight.

One person, one day, in rotation, never occupying more.

But today the three ship girls were surprisingly silent, which made Zhou Yang a little uncomfortable.

Well, let's get up and have a look, let's blow some air.

After making up his mind, Zhou Yang turned over from the bed, wearing only a vest and shorts, opened the door, and walked towards the roof.

A few minutes ago, Yixian was also tossing and turning.

After thinking for a while, Yixian put on a coat and went to the bedrooms of Changchun and Anshan next door.

Anshan is a very sensible girl, but Changchun is different. She has a lively temperament, and she always likes to push the quilt on weekdays, and she doesn't sleep very well. I went to see her, and she was indeed so.

The two sisters were still on the same side when they slept, and Changchun had already turned his head around and stretched out his hands and feet in just a short time. If it wasn't for the ship's mother who wasn't afraid of the cold night, she might catch a cold the next day.

Helping Changchun tuck the quilt, Yixian showed a smile on his face... Donghuang's ship girl, if she insisted on finding out the difference, it was that everyone got along like real sisters, and as a ship girl who appeared very early, Taking care of these sisters is a matter of course.

She wanted to go back and lie down again, but her drowsiness was like the morning mist by the river, once the sun shone, it disappeared without a trace.

Let's go out and look at the moonlight... I don't know what the moon in the South China Sea looks like.Yixian thought to himself.

So Yixian went to the top of the building first. She held the railing and looked up. There was a bright moon hanging high, and there was no cloud in the clear sky.

The starry sky refracts light tens of light-years away, and the brilliant stars turn into a long river. When we are by the river, there is always fog at night, and Yixian rarely sees such a sky.

Unknowingly, she was a little intoxicated by it.

What the hell happened today... Why did my heart beat so hard when I saw that man named Zhou Yang.

Not only that, but when he tried to talk to me, I couldn't even look him in the eye.

Binjiang told me all kinds of wonderful things about him, but he is a human being after all... If he is only familiar with his appearance and voice from Donghuang, it doesn't make sense.

Yixian gently leaned against the pole, feeling an unspeakable sadness suddenly in his heart, he would go back in two days, and he would never see him again, after all, it was just his sudden reverie.

She no longer looked at the stars in the sky, but looked at the sparkling sea in the distance, and sang softly:

"Continuous cutting, changing the chaos, is the sorrow of parting."

"Don't be ordinary—"

Suddenly, a man's voice interrupted Yixian's soft words:

"It's such a sad word, it sounds a bit sad? It's not like... you're not used to living here?"

Yixian suddenly turned around:

"Zhou, Mr. Zhou Yang?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I went up and walked around. I didn't expect you to be here."

He walked to Yixian's side, leaned on the railing, and didn't look at her, but swept across the ocean with his eyes.

The wind blows slowly, the waves sing softly, and the stars shine brightly.

"The author is Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty." Yixian suppressed the beating in his chest, looked away, and said, "Yixian just had a feeling for a while, no, don't think too much."

Zhou Yang held his forehead and remained silent for a while.

After a long time, he said slowly:

"Actually, I know it's Li Yu, but I want to find a chance to talk to you."

"You, what did you say?" Yixian asked in surprise.

"In the kitchen today, I wanted to say something to you, but I didn't know how to say it myself, um, it felt very strange."

Yixian laughed lightly:

"Mr. Zhou Yang, what an interesting person. What Binjiang told me is not wrong at all."

Zhou Yang also smiled shyly, stretched out his finger, and began to write on the railing:

"

Yixian saw him writing on the railing, and she wrote down the handwriting bit by bit, and she repeated it in her heart:

"The mountains have no mausoleums, and the rivers are exhausted. Thunder shakes in winter, and rains and snows in summer."

"In fact, I don't know what it means, and I only know these two sentences. Before, once I went outside the school, a student was reading it, and I wrote it down. In the end, the student was caught by the teacher and beat him up with a ruler. Beat hard."

Yixian burst out laughing, and she knew the following two sentences very well:

"Heaven and earth are united, and you dare to break with the king."

Reading love poems in a serious place like a school, it's no wonder that student was not taught by the ruler.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and she quickly turned her face away. Zhou Yang was talking about something——

Do you want to teach him the following sentence yourself... That kind of thing, that kind of thing is definitely impossible.

Gathering his mind, Yixian forcibly held back the turbulent tide in his heart, and said:

"Yatxian doesn't know much. If Mr. Zhou Yang wants to know, I can read something else to you."

"Let's write it down," Zhou Yang said.

Yixian nodded, stretched out his finger, and lightly slid across the railing in front of their eyes:

"...The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

"Moth's snow willow golden strands, the laughter is full of dark fragrance."

Then she stopped, because the last two sentences were too famous in Donghuang's thousand-year cultural history, and she believed that Zhou Yang could think of them by himself only by relying on the first two sentences.

But Zhou Yang just raised his eyebrows, following the trajectory of her fingers, imitating the strokes, and slowly recited this poem as he stroked.

"And then, what's behind?" Zhou Yang asked.

"You really don't know?" Yixian blinked.

Zhou Yang's head shook like a rattle.

Forget it, just talk to him and listen to it, it's just a few words.Yixian thought to himself.

She began to write the following sentences on the railing, while writing, read out slowly, Zhou Yang closely followed her trajectory, and followed her word by word.

The voices of the two are so close that they are almost indistinguishable from each other.

"People look for him thousands of Baidu."

"……People look for him thousands of Baidu."

"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, where the lights are dim."

"...Suddenly looking back, the man is there, in a dimly lit place."

After writing the last word "Chu", Yixian's hand stopped on the spot, she was in a daze, and her body was trembling slightly.

When we meet for the first time, is it necessary to say goodbye after all?

I am a ship girl, but he is human.

Zhou Yang's fingers never stopped, following the track left by Yixian, he slowly slid across those horizontal and vertical lines, and the handwriting was reflected in his heart.

Finally, the two index fingers lightly touched together.

Yixian's body trembled again, like getting an electric shock. He wanted to take it away immediately and run downstairs, but Zhou Yang's words rang in his ears:

"I'm a little blunt, don't mind."

This is a big truth, Zhou Yang's speaking style has always been straightforward, and he rarely turns around.

"Please, please tell..."

"Yixian, I seem to like you a little bit."

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Chapter 44 Let's go, let's go to Donghuang together

Yixian froze in place, silent for a long time.

Zhou Yang's words were just a few simple words, but they hit her heart hard like a battering hammer.

Some people in the world, when they meet each other for the first time, they know that she, or he... must be the person by their side.

If it is not right, it will be hard to find millions or tens of millions of people.

Even though she is Donghuang's ship girl, Yixian has also seen such a sentence in a certain book:

It was a very lucky thing to meet such two people.