Walking to the main road, there was already a group of college students holding the brochures they had raised money to copy and distribute them to passers-by. Li Fengzhu naturally received a copy, with the eye-catching word "truth" printed on the cover. As soon as she flipped through it, the photos taken by Chen Yanping at that time came into view, and she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself when she saw the pictures, so she quickly closed the book. He stopped a female student and asked, "Did you gather so many people just after dawn?"

The female student cried with excitement, hurriedly opened the booklet, and explained to Li Fengzhu: "Look, madam, the Oriental people are too hateful, and they specially buy a small number of scum to pretend to be students and discredit our patriotic actions. We know that we are so angry that our brains are dizzy and we have insomnia all night long. Last night, a classmate proposed that our patriotism is spontaneous, and if we don't seek fame or profit, we are naturally not afraid of hardship or tiredness, and we don't get up early or complain about being greedy. Those who are lazy and lazy will never be able to do this, so we simply go out on the streets at dawn to ensure that the team is pure and clean. ”

At this time, a male student picked up a loudspeaker and stood on a high place and shouted to the people on the street: "Compatriots, open your bright eyes and see the true face of the conspirators! In order to encroach on and annex our land, they actually blended into the ranks of the anti-Japanese resistance in an attempt to disturb people's minds and wantonly smear the national salvation movement. We must not allow the imperialist conspiracy to succeed, and we must firmly believe that there is nothing wrong with defending our homeland and resisting aggression, even though we should puff up our chests and shout slogans! We are not an ignorant and barbaric nation, and our compatriots are by no means hooligans and ruffians. When we talk about patriotism, we are legitimate, heroic, and even more rational!"

Li Fengzhu looked at the students full of energy, and was very relieved, pursed his lips and wanted to smile at the female student, but the muscles on his face moved, and only tears were involved.

The female student didn't know her, hugged her shoulder, and encouraged: "Don't be sad, as long as the unity and victory must be ours!" After speaking, she took the booklet and ran to give it to the others.

A group of people waiting for the tram on the side of the road turned over intently, and kept talking to each other: "Well done! This newspaper reporter can be regarded as helping us people in Tianjin to clear their grievances." ”

"Oh, this is not signed, and there is no object to thank you. ”

"Alas, in the weakness of the country, heroes can only be nameless!"

"Is the Yangtze River still bright? By the way, there is a person named Si Neng who is also very powerful!"

Li Fengzhu mustered up his courage, reopened the booklet, and stopped at the page where the picture was printed. Big tears, the thread generally keeps hitting the photo. It was Chen Yanping's earth-shattering posthumous work, if it weren't for his astute response, the lack of photos outside the Minyuan, and the brazenness of the Oriental spies, they would definitely have all kinds of quibbles, instead of pretending to be deaf and dumb like now. However, this kind of heroic behavior cannot be announced, and it is up to the people passing by to speculate on all kinds of names.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the memorial service officially began. The vast majority of those present were teachers and students from Nankai and reporters from Ta Kung Pao.

Li Fengzhu entered the auditorium, walked straight to Xu Xinqi's place and sat down, took out the two booklets he was carrying on his body, one on his lap, and one handed to him.

Xu Xinqi has hardly slept a full night in the past week, and his body is barely supporting. As a result, his gaze was chaotic and unfocused.

Li Fengzhu was stunned, trembling his hands helped open the booklet, and whispered a few words in his ear.

After this explanation, Xu Xinqi had a sudden look on his face, but soon felt a deeper sadness sweeping over. On the one hand, things are becoming clearer, and the people of the country have learned such a vivid and real lesson, and the will to defend the country will only become stronger, and at the same time, they will gradually understand the importance of opening up the wisdom of the people. It's a pity that only two people can see the hard work of three people now. There is also the sound of hatred and hatred, and the enthusiasm in full swing, can Chen Yanping still be able to fully perceive it in the sky?

As for the school, they have completely understood what Mrs. Chen meant. I also thought that the pain of losing his son was so deep that he couldn't support the complicated process to the end. Therefore, it was decided that except for the public denunciation of the atrocities committed by the Toyo spies in the name of the school, the rest of the cases should be dealt with simply. But even if he achieved this level, and there were two people responsible for supporting him throughout the whole process, the old man was still frequently weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

Li Fengzhu got up quietly and moved to the coffin inch by inch. Chen Yanping's remains cannot be restored, so large photographs can only be placed on the desk for people to admire. She hid next to her and waited for an opportunity, eager to sneak the booklet in her arms into the coffin to comfort the dead. However, what she was waiting for was not an opportunity, but it was Xu Xinqi who came up to stop her behavior.

Xu Xinqi pulled her to retreat to the door of the auditorium, and reasoned with her in detail with hatred and sorrow: "I can understand your intentions, and I also want to do this, but I think this matter must not be done." The feelings for the deceased do not have to be expressed in form. I know that those who are here today are all my own people, and no one will stand on the side of destruction to stir things up. But look at them, who is not a smart person, who is not warm-hearted? I am afraid that if someone sees what you have put away, and then guesses that this feat was completed by Yan Ping, and I am even more afraid that someone will announce this matter in order to call on the people to stand up and seek justice for Yan Ping. The matter is public, and you and I are both honorable parts. But you know the grudges and methods of the Orientals, and I am afraid that this glory will soon become the glory after death. It's not a pity for me to die, but I won't die easily if I don't take revenge, and I hope you too. ”

Li Fengzhu bowed slightly, indicating that he understood the truth in his heart, but he bit his lip to express that he was unwilling to annihilate Chen Yanping's exploits. After a long stalemate like this, he made up his mind and said, "Okay! I'll listen to you." I believe that Yan Ping is also accompanying and supporting us through the most difficult road in different ways at the moment. We might as well swear in front of him until the day of victory......" At this point, he choked up several times and could not finish speaking.

When Xu Xinqi raised his hand to wipe away the tears gushing from the corners of his eyes, as soon as he touched the swollen walnut eyes, a hot stinging sensation surged all over his body. He sucked up the tears that poured into his nose, clenched his fists and made the loudest vow in the lowest voice: "On the day of victory, we will loudly announce to 40,000 people the dedication and achievements of Chen Yanpingjun, and we will dedicate the most solemn and grandest tribute to the greatest and loveliest hero." ”

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However, when Xu Xinqi returned from the memorial service, he seemed to be suspected of abandoning his oath. Instead of being released, his emotions became more and more uncontrollable. He cursed himself loudly over and over again, as an old man who has been in the industry for nearly 20 years, he does not even have the most basic sense of crisis. He should have been wary of having Mr. Chen stuff things into the American reporter's mail bag, a method that the newspaper had been using for years. But that day he was carried away by ecstasy, and all he could think of was that he could see through an elaborately arranged secret service agency with only two subordinates, and the head of it was a general, what an earth-shattering feat! Although Li Fengzhu reminded him later, Xu Xinqi thought that the parcel was sent by the French Concession, and it seemed that it should be more secure than when he was in the Japanese Concession before. Therefore, he believes that his carelessness led to Chen Yanping's sacrifice and is guilty of an inextricable sin in this matter.

Li Fengzhu was also deeply trapped in self-blame, she regretted that she had stayed at home for too long that day, and if she had come out a quarter of an hour earlier, she might have avoided this tragedy.

They are confused all day long, and their performance at work is naturally a little uninformed. Yesterday's sonorous oath seemed to be just an illusory dream. Of course, because the oath was only made between the two of them, it did not arouse anyone's suspicion at all.

When other people saw such a scene, they all had no intention of doing anything, and a few of them couldn't bear Wang Fuchun's indifference and fear, so they simply resigned and didn't do it. Wang Fuchun did not come out of the house, but he knew more or less about the current situation of the newspaper's discouragement, and more and more people left. He thought that Ta Kung Pao had always treated old employees well, and might not get rid of him by tearing his face, but it was impossible for him to stay in the position of editor-in-chief, so he took the initiative to resign and wanted to leave with dignity. However, there is a joke circulating among the industry, Wang Fuchun said that he asked to leave, and on the surface it was nothing unpleasant, but he didn't even dare to take the personal belongings left in the office in person.

The old laughter and anger in the newsroom disappeared overnight, replaced by frustration, gloom, and unsubsided anger. Jiang Yiyao had to cooperate with Gao Jian when Xu Xinqi was unable to cheer up, and jointly shouldered the heavy responsibility of maintaining the operation of the Tianjin Pavilion. Jiang Yiyao had a different view on the cause of Chen Yanping's death, and promptly discussed with the representatives of the Shanghai Pavilion and invited private detectives to conduct a thorough investigation of the newspaper inside and outside. It turned out that the newspaper's telephone was tapped with a tapping device, which explains why the Toyo agents acted so quickly.

The representatives of the Shanghai Pavilion praised Jiang Yiyao's ability, and when everyone thought that she would take over the vacant position of editor-in-chief from Wang Fuchun, she said that she wanted to leave Jinmen and go to Haizhou to continue her business. She hopes that the "Life of a Working Woman in Tsu City" she wrote is a beginning, not an end. Her dream was to visit working women in China's major cities and write books and biographies for them. Of course, there is another reason behind this, that is, Xu Xinqi and Li Fengzhu have shown a sluggish situation both in terms of interviews and social affairs, and Jiang Yiyao cannot be persuaded on both sides, so Gao Jian is the best candidate for her deputy, which makes her discouraged and unwilling to take up the post of editor-in-chief.

The representatives of the Shanghai Pavilion spent a lot of time having a long talk with the three of them. In the end, Jiang Yiyao could go to Haizhou, but she would have to postpone her departure for three months, during which she would help deal with the transition to the Tianjin Pavilion in the name of the general superintendent. Xu Xinqi served as the deputy editor-in-chief, and the editor-in-chief was temporarily vacant. Of course, within the wishes of the head office, Xu Xinqi is the best choice for the editor-in-chief, but he needs time to debug and cannot take office immediately. Inevitably, Xu Xinqi was overworked, and Gao Jian was also promoted to deputy editor-in-chief to help stabilize the situation.

Li Fengzhu's performance was the most outlandish, and she was completely disappointed with reality. She felt that she was clearly living in purgatory, and that 40,000,000 people were oppressed by imperialism, but there was a handful of people who turned their faces and faced their compatriots like devils, and burned their suffering even wider. She thinks that in such a world, struggling to survive, she can't get much dignity. At first, I was just resisting and bored with social journalism. Later, she began to like and became obsessed with the dance scene, as if she had completely changed as a person. The newspaper understood that she had suffered too many blows recently, and asked her to take over the women's section that Jiang Yiyao was in charge of. Li Fengzhu is old and young, so he naturally needs a stable job, so he accepted this arrangement after thinking about it.