Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Old man Wei looked at the words on the rice paper, his face turned red and then black, and then black and then red.

He turned his head and looked at Li Moer: "You, you, you, do you still regard me as your leader? How did I wet my shoes? Are you trying to usurp the throne? Do you think I'm too old? Woo woo woo, I can't do this job anymore? I want to retire. You can be the director, I'll just watch the gate!"

Everyone in the room was stunned. How could this leader be like this? I can't tell!

Li Moer glanced at him and sneered, "Have you played this part too much? You're still going to go and see the gate. Are you still going to drink Moutai, make Dahongpao tea, or even use that water?"

When Old Man Wei heard this, his expression immediately changed. His face no longer turned red, and his lips stopped trembling.

Li Moer looked at him and said, "Why don't you join my Moying Entertainment? Your acting skills are way better than theirs!"

Old man Wei said sternly, "I'm a ministerial-level leader, and you want me to act? Is there any law? No, this poem won't do. Write me another one. I don't want this one."

Director Hao immediately rushed over, picked up the rice paper and rolled it up, muttering, "You don't want it, I want it. Such beautiful calligraphy, and you don't want it!"

Li Moer saw that he didn't want it, and the joke had been made, so it was enough. So she took out another piece of rice paper and wrote:

Although the tortoise has a longevity, there is still time.

The snake snake rides in the fog and ends up as dirt.

Lao Ji Fuping, ambition of thousands of miles.

The martyrs are young and strong.

The period of profit and contraction is not only in the sky;

The blessing of the good fortune can be won forever.

Fortunately, even swearing, the song is ambiguous.

Old man Wei looked left and right: "What do you mean? I don't understand?" Li Moer said: "I am praising you. I said that you are still strong and vigorous, cunning and shrewd, and still energetic, and your sword is still sharp!"

Old man Wei glared and said, "You're very good. Of all the words you've used, I'm afraid cunning is the only one you want to use."

Everyone burst into laughter again. After chatting for a while, Old Man Wei and Director Hao said they wanted to go back. Everyone rushed out of the yard to see the two leaders off.

Deputy Minister Hao held the rice paper and glanced at Old Man Wei with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

After seeing off Old Man Wei and Deputy Minister Hao, Zhao Jianwu and his wife also went home. The others chose to stay, and Li Moer assigned them rooms: Tian Li, Wang Cuicui, and Cui Nan shared one room, while Liu Tianhua, Zheng Zhihua, and Dao Lang shared another.

Han Xinyi, Tian Zhenzhen and Yang Yuqing shared a room, while Zhao Yunting had his own room, and Brother Liu also got him a separate room.

Li Moer gave each person a set of toiletries, none of which had dates written on them.

An hour after everyone returned to their rooms, the entire compound fell into silence.

Li Moer moved her mind, and she and Zhao Yunting appeared in the space. She wanted to show Zhao Yunting the changes in the space.

Moreover, the two of them had not been alone for a long time, and there was no better place for a date than in this space.

As soon as Zhao Yunting entered the space and saw Li Mo'er, he took her little hand, his eyes full of doting: "My Mo'er is really a talented girl."

Li Moer's face flushed: "Those poems were not written by me, I just copied them."

Zhao Yunting said, "Even if you didn't write them, it's quite impressive that you can remember so many poems. Furthermore, your calligraphy is so flowing and majestic that I'm ashamed of myself."

"Moreover, you can write corresponding poems based on their respective preferences, which shows that your poetry storage far exceeds everyone's imagination.

Li Moer's face flushed: "Oh, Brother Ting, stop praising me. I just used all the time I spent practicing calligraphy to write poetry. Over time, I memorized them all."

Zhao Yunting nodded. "In my spare time, I also need to practice calligraphy diligently. I hope I can't fall too far behind my Mo'er."

Li Moer nodded and pulled Zhao Yunting along. "Come on, I'll show you the upgraded space. This time we're going to Tibet. We found a Hetian jade mine and moved the jade into the space, which upgraded it and made it much larger."

Zhao Yunting was also very curious about the upgraded space. The two of them went hand in hand, flashing to the fields, then to the freshwater lake, admiring the beautiful scenery of the grassland, and then to the newly appeared mountain.

This was also the first time that Zhao Yunting carefully appreciated the scenery in the space. All his previous time here was spent studying the aircraft carrier.