Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

  Chapter 519 If you think about this country

   Jiang Xiaobai listened to the boy’s voice with a black line on his face. What did I say?

  I just laughed, not laughed at you.

  But at this time, many people in the poetry club also came out.

   is staring at Jiang Xiaobai, you can have different opinions, you can argue, but you can’t laugh.

  Doesn’t this look down on us? Scholars can be killed but not insulted.

  "Okay, let me just talk about it. I think sometimes, everything is not black and white, which is too extreme. We need to look at the problem from a dialectical perspective.

Yes, I admit that there are more or less problems in our country now, but our country and our society are currently undergoing a period of tremendous change. We need to be more tolerant and understand more. Love him deeply, and use your own strength to make contributions to his change.

   Rather than complaining blindly, reading a few articles, or arguing red-faced, the country will get better.

  I once heard someone say that the good or bad of each era is a decision made by all people in this period, and everyone should be responsible.

  If you feel that your country is not good enough or perfect, then use your strength to change it. What you stand at your feet is your motherland, the changes you make are the changes of your motherland, and you are a citizen of this country. "

  Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, and left without any muddle-headedness.

   Regardless of the people who were already stunned, it was just that after walking out of a section, everyone who had reacted came out with warm applause behind them.

  Yes, where I am is where the country is, and the change in me is the change in the country.

  "The good or bad of each era is a common choice made by citizens in this period, and everyone is responsible."

  "If you feel that your country is not good enough and not perfect, then use your power to change it. What you stand at your feet is your motherland, and the changes you make are the changes of your motherland."

  Everyone repeated Jiang Xiaobai's two sentences in their hearts.

   "Well said, this classmate said it is really good, I think this passage can be published in the newspapers of our campus, and even can be contributed to the magazine, so that more people can see."

Said the president of   Poetry Club.

   "But what's the name of this classmate? I forgot to ask?"

   "I know, I have met once. It seems to be Minister Jiang Xiaobai of the Student Union." Someone said.

   "Minister Jiang of the Student Union, OK, I will submit the paper in his name."

The president of Poetry Club nodded and said that he and Jiang Xiaobai hadn't really dealt with each other yet.

  "Do you need to ask about it, Minister Jiang’s opinion?" Recognizing Jiang Xiaobai’s classmate, he asked?

  "You can ask, but such a profoundly meaningful word. It must be sent out so that more people can see it."

The president of   Poetry Club said categorically.

  He can be angry at Jiang Xiaobai's ridicule, or he can be persuaded by Jiang Xiaobai to truly admire him.

  In this era, everyone admires all capable, knowledgeable, and talented people.

  On the contrary, there is not much jealousy left.

  But for two days in a row, Jiang Xiaobai was busy at the Daxing Glass Factory, and he did not go back to school.

  So the poetry club did not find Jiang Xiaobai, without Jiang Xiaobai’s knowledge. I just sorted out Jiang Xiaobai's words and sent them to the magazine.

  The title is "If you think this country is not perfect, then use your power to change it." 》

  A single word provokes a thousand waves, and this is the situation.

  When Jiang Xiaobai returned to school again, he found that many people were talking about what he said that day.

   "Fuck, what's the situation? There were not many people on the scene at the time. How do you feel that many people know it." Jiang Xiaobai wondered.

  I went directly to the student union, ready to see how the preparations for the new year party are going.

  Unexpectedly, when I entered the house, I found that everyone's eyes changed when they looked at themselves.

   "What's the matter? I admit that I am handsome, but you can't stare at me like that. If you look at me like that, I will charge for it."

   Jiang Xiaobai said jokingly.

   "Bah, shameless." Zhao Xinyi cursed, then took a newspaper and handed it to him.

   Jiang Xiaobai glanced at "Youth", the circulation of "Youth" at this time is still acceptable.

  There are about two million copies, which is definitely far behind the later generations.

  However, at this time, there are not many people who know Chinese characters. The country is still vigorously launching literacy classes.

  It’s not bad to have this circulation.

   "Why are you giving this to me?" Jiang Xiaobai glanced casually, and then he was stunned.

   "Fuck, what's the situation?" The signature was me, it was the passage I said at the entrance of the poetry society that day, and there was a special title.

   But I hadn't published it before, so why did it appear in the newspaper, and it was still "Youth".

   "Papa." There was fierce applause in the office.

   "Congratulations, Minister Jiang."

   "Congratulations." Everyone said one after another.

   "I said I don't know what the situation is, do you believe it?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

   "You didn't say this?" Hou Yuande asked.

   "Yes, that's true." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and admitted.

   "Forget it," Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand. Since this is already the case, it doesn't matter.

  As for the famous Jiang Xiaobai, he doesn’t care, don’t you see, the end of the female textile worker, so the famous "The road of life, how narrower and narrower..." is not the same end.

  At this time, there are also famous "Human, Man" and so on, who will remember it later.

   is all the heat, the past is over, Jiang Xiaobai doesn't care too much.

  "How are the preparations for the welcome party?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

   "The preparations are almost done, the programs are all arranged, and the freshmen have also prepared a few poem recitations and songs."

  Zhao Xinyi said.

   "Well, you can also add some brushing programs, such as sketches, etc., ours is a welcome party, not a report performance, you can not be so serious and add a little bit of fun."

   Jiang Xiaobai said.

   "Okay, I made a note. I will look back again, and there is no such program." Zhao Xinyi said.

   "By the way, Minister, what program do you have this year? Your "Believe the future is not a dream" last year is still being sung in the school."

  Zhao Xinyi asked.

   "I won't be acting this year, so I have to give others a chance." Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, turned around and left, not giving Zhao Xinyi a chance to speak any more.

  Li Siyan was also in the classroom listening to the people discussing the article published by Jiang Xiaobai in "Youth".

  But after listening to a few sentences, my mind was not on this, but about my father in the evening, asking school leaders for dinner, and helping myself to study abroad to clear the relationship.

  (End of this chapter)