The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

It is said that the Shanghai Stock Exchange this year was blown by the cold wind from Siberia, which made it extremely cold this autumn. Outside the room with French windows at the back of this teaching room, the autumn wind never let go of the four people standing here.

I don't know if Ms. Mary's words are so true that they are almost harsh, or the wind this autumn is too cold. In the silent atmosphere of several people for a while, the cold wind combined with the noisy calls of unknown birds on the branches is actually a bit chilling Taste it.

The pale and slender boy on the steps stared at the tall white middle-aged lady.

A pair of dark eyeballs moved, he made a movement, came alive from being questioned a series of times, raised his hand, as if to point at the white lady, and put it down slumpedly.

He pursed his lips twice, and Ms. Mary raised the corners of her lips sharply and sarcastically, looking at the boy with complacency, speechless.

But the boy of the yellow race still spoke out, and his tone was firm.

He said affirmatively to the white lady without fear: "This country can be saved, and President Ye's work is by no means in vain. Every Chinese person who has been rescued by her, and what she herself has given at this moment Hard work has laid the foundation stone for the strength of this country in a century."

"Things that were not done decades ago, have to wait another 100 years?"

"How can you be so sure about what will happen 100 years from now?"

Ms. Mary smiled mockingly, and then she had an expression of "I'm too lazy to talk to you", and turned around, ignoring Zhang Qiuren and Shen Lingjun beside him, looking into the distance, with an air of keeping strangers away.

Looking at the back, Shao Ting actually thought in his heart: Talking more is useless, no matter how much you talk, this lady already has prejudice in her heart, and it is meaningless for you to talk to a person with prejudice in her heart.

But he turned around and continued to go up the steps. Everyone was about to enter the room. He still couldn't hold back, and said clearly: "Ms. Mary, China is so big that it cannot be swallowed by any country with a single size in this world." .”

"A small island country like Japan can't do it, neither can the UK, nor can the United States. Anyone who wants to swallow it will probably have to support himself to death."

When Xu Shaoting said this, he paused slightly, he didn't turn his head, and Ms. Mary behind him ignored him, only Zhang Qiuren and Shen Lingjun looked at him helplessly.

But knowing that Ms. Mary must be listening, the young court organized the language, and continued slowly: "If countries want to cooperate and jointly plan China, if I ask Britain, can I trust the United States or France? Or Japan? There is no such thing as friendship between countries, if a country is an enemy to China, then the country's enemy will become China's ally."

"Even if it's lingering in the game..." Xu Shaoting took a deep breath, "Looking at the history of China for thousands of years, it is an epic of people's suffering, but as long as there is a glimmer of life - just wait and see, History is just a reincarnation, when the trough reaches the bottom, it will rise one day."

"The bow of a strong crossbow is still struggling."

The mean female voice sneered.

Zhang Qiuren couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Ms. Mary, I respect that you are Principal Ye's mother."

"But let me say something, we have the final say on the affairs of the Chinese people."

"In the British Concession in Shanghai, what do the Chinese who stand on their own land count? What does your government say?" The female voice replied indifferently.

Zhang Qiuren shut his mouth, and at the same time, because of venting his anger, he glared at the British officer student beside him.

Shen Lingjun shook his head helplessly, and indicated with his eyes that Zhang Qiuren was innocent.

As for Shaoting, he didn't stay any longer, and that's all he said. For those who have already given the answer in their hearts, you are just wasting your time if you want to change her prejudice.

What's more, the various manifestations today, not to mention the weakness of the government and the backwardness of national education, but to say that the simplest way to feed the people of this country is still impossible.

Xu Shaoting also knew that no matter how firmly he said that in a hundred years, the economic size of this country would be second only to the United States, ranking second in the world, far surpassing Japan, Britain and France...

I'm afraid that people will laugh at him for being whimsical, or pat him on the shoulder with pity, and say that he hopes so.

Stepping into the room completely, Shao Ting pushed aside the curtains, his figure flashed, the curtains fell, and he disappeared in the eyes of the three people behind him.

When he opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains, he thought why he didn't open the curtains in broad daylight, as basking in the sun is also good for the body.

After entering the room, I only had time to glance over the carpeted room full of European and American retro-style furniture, and then my eyes fell on the single bed against the wall.

Only a desk lamp on the low foot table next to the bed was shining, and the dim yellow light in the whole room dazzled a half-lying woman wearing a pair of glasses who was reading a newspaper.

"Since I was a child, when I read novels, I have to close the curtains and turn on the desk lamp to read novels, no matter day or night."

"I always feel that this is a great atmosphere for reading." The lady raised her head, and a dark shadow was reflected on the wall.

With her movements, the shadow also moved on the wall, and from a distance, it looked like some kind of atmosphere that was suitable for telling ghost stories in the middle of the night.

But when he got closer, the lady on the bed gestured to sit on the gorgeous European-style chair next to her single bed with brass pillars, Shao Ting also saw the lady's appearance clearly.

The facial features are the appearance of ordinary Chinese middle-aged women, which can be called correct, but they can't be said to be beautiful or ugly.

What was unexpected was his temperament. Although he was the principal of the Rescue College and the founder of the Rescue Station, his face was not amiable.

It's just that in such a sickly face, it can't stop the hidden seriousness of the facial features, so Xu Shaoting can't help but want to describe this lady like this: Even if the facial features are weak due to illness, they can't hide the powerful soul under her skin.

Therefore, it can only be speculated that she has lived her whole life with a straight spine, so that she is so sick, even if she is lying on the bed with an unhealthy sickness, the perseverance in her eyes is not a habit, but a seal engraved in her. every part of my soul.

Xu Shaoting had to admit: President Ye's temperament, which tends to be cold and hard, is exactly the same as that of Ms. Mary outside.

Neither is the traditional definition of women in this patriarchal society.

Admiration is natural, but it's far less easy to talk to such a person than being friendly to a fake English gentleman like Shen Lingjun.

Shaoting sat on the chair with nothing to say, facing Principal Ye on the bed, he called Mr. Ye, paused, and didn't know what to say.

Think about it and ask yourself what you care most about: "Is your body feeling better?"

After I finished speaking, I felt it was false, so I said bluntly, "What is the disease? Not in Shanghai, go to America, England, or Japan?"

Principal Ye blinked, and after the boy finished asking, he said: "The doctor can't tell. I know that the outside world is rumored to be a lung disease, but it is true that the lungs are not working anymore, and the internal organs have started to go on strike, so there is no need to say anything. "

unnecessary?Why is it unnecessary?

Xu Shaoting's heart tightened, is it a disease that cannot be cured in this era, or is time running out?

"You look a year or two younger than I imagined." Principal Ye saw the boy's silent and solemn expression, softened his voice and smiled slowly, "I know that there are always some people in this world who have certain talents, and they are ordinary people. It’s hard to imagine. But after seeing you, I’m still amazed that maybe there is a God, otherwise they are all 16 years old, why some children are still ignorant and ignorant, you can already write and think of writing such an article.”

"Don't you believe in God?" Xu Shaoting was quite surprised, after all, Ms. Mary is a devout Christian.

"My mother wanted me to believe in Christ, and I have also been baptized." President Ye spoke slowly, "I just thought later, if there is a God, it's just because I didn't believe in Him that I deserved to suffer so much. The gods don't seem to believe it."

Xu Shaoting was silent for a while before replying: "On the one hand, he said that the gods are kind and compassionate to the world, and on the other hand, he said that if you don't believe in the gods, you will go to hell after death. From this point of view, the gods don't seem to be really kind."

The woman on the bed laughed lightly, and also joked, "You can't let Mary hear what you said. I was going to stay in Shanghai that year, and I said something similar to you during the quarrel, and she was the second angry." Tian Deng Bao broke off the mother-daughter relationship with me, saying that she would never treat a person without faith as her daughter."

Shaoting didn't know how to answer this, they were mother and daughter, so Ms. Mary still came to Shanghai to accompany Principal Ye.

But it was a little embarrassing not to speak, so she comforted palely: "There are angry words between mother and daughter, Ms. Mary is still reluctant to part with you."

Principal Ye shook her head, unwilling to talk about this matter again, she raised the newspaper in her hand, and said in a clattering voice, as if chatting with the young boy: "I don't have many hobbies on weekdays, and I always don't know what I am busy with every day. , anyway, there are always things to keep busy. Since I fell ill this time, I have gained a lot of free time, and I finally picked up my hobby of reading novels again."

"Otherwise, I might have missed this novel that has become so popular recently." Principal Ye asked with a smile, "The name is "The Great Dao and Immortal Journey", I wonder if Mr. Zhixing is also following this novel? "

"Is this...?"

"Haven't you read it?" Principal Ye said, "I recommend this article to you. It was serialized in the Shanghai Morning News. I really like the character of rebelling against fate shown by the protagonist in this novel."

"Principal Ye..." Shaoting solemnly shouted.

Principal Ye: "What's the matter? Mr. Zhixing, please tell me that if I can help you, please don't be polite to me."

"I am Qian Feng Mingyue." Xu Shaoting said, pointing to the newspaper, "Zhi Xing who wrote "Spring Breeze" and Qian Feng Mingyue who wrote "A Way of Immortals" are both me."