"Classmate Gu, I know that you have published a full-page article in Renren Daily, and you should have friends in the propaganda mouth. That time, when I went to the capital with reporter Liu for your manuscript, I met a female classmate named Ye Kun, who said that you had a good relationship and asked us about your original situation.

She also took the initiative to mention that someone in her family is from the Southern Military Region...... I just want to ask you, is there a way to get my sister to the front line to be a war correspondent? The mobilization order documents of the troops have been issued layer by layer, and we should be going to use force against Vietnam immediately after the New Year, right?"

In the guest room of the guest house, the Yan family sisters and brothers and Gu Biao sat on rattan chairs opposite each other, and Yan Ping opened his mouth and told him about asking for help first.

It seems that in order to strengthen his persuasiveness, or for fear that Gu Biao will forget his past kindness, Yan Ping also sold his old face and took the initiative to mention old things:

"Actually, I don't know if you have noticed, but the manuscript you asked me to get at the beginning to expose the economic form of Nian Guangjiu and other small business owners in Hui Province employing less than five people was finally voted in the name of my sister.

That time, she also asked for leave from the Shu Art Troupe to go home to visit relatives, just in time, she was not afraid of being liquidated, and she wrote it directly, but later she asked an editor who was about to retire and was not afraid of political standing in line to help. ”

Even if Yan Ping doesn't say this, Gu Biao will certainly not forget it.

The reason why he was able to succeed in the debate in Albania later was because he knew about the famous "seven up and eight down" polemics in history, so he used the method of reporting on the self-employed economy in Hui Province in advance, exposed the problem, and lured the Albanians to jump into the pit.

From this point of view, Xiao Sui, who was brave enough to do things at that time, was also slightly kind to Gu Biao's start.

If you change another reporter or social contributor, when the policy is still unclear, out of consideration for the future, you may not dare to write these uncovered covert articles.

However, Gu Biao didn't let Yan Ping find someone close to him to do this kind of thing at the beginning, so Xiao Sui got up by himself because he was "tired of being alive".

After analyzing all this information, Gu Biao felt that Xiao Sui, this girl, was a little strange.

Or rather...... World-weariness?

"How did you think of becoming a war correspondent? A girl, I think your writing is not bad, and you have a lot to do if you stay behind. Don't think the Vietnamese are easy to deal with. Let me say behind closed doors, this battle may involve tens of thousands of casualties, not to unilaterally show off its might.

Besides, isn't your family the Writers' Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and the propaganda mouth should have a relationship, where can I find it. ”

Gu Biao first persuaded a few words tactfully.

He can return the favor, which is actually effortless - when Ye Kun returns to China, he will give Ye Kun a breath, and it will not be a phone call. As for the front-line media, with the friends he met at Xinhua News Agency or Renren Daily, a little hello can also be arranged for specific positions.

After all, this is not a backdoor to get people promoted and raised, but to go to the front line to take risks, and the human affection required is not very deep.

To put it mildly, even if you don't go through the back door, many people can be approved to volunteer to the front line. It's just that if it's okay, you may not be able to get where you want to go.

But before returning the favor, Gu Biao first didn't want his friend to be in danger, so he must ask clearly.

"The propaganda mouth is a bit related to my family, but the war correspondents of the military want the military region to nod, and we can't speak. As for the other questions......" Yan Ping lowered his head, not knowing how to explain.

So Xiao Sui spoke.

She stroked her hair gently, her voice was sweet and dignified, but there was a faint sadness: "Don't laugh when you say it, you should know that I am a literary soldier of the Shudu Military Region Art Troupe, and my job was ballet when I first joined the army."

Later, when I made a mistake in the army, I was called a female hooligan, and I was pointed at behind my back, and I really couldn't stand that kind of insult, and I even thought about suicide. Later, he retreated to the second line, stopped dancing, and changed to text work. Choreograph, write something yourself. I don't know if Gu has seen Maupassant's "Sheep Fat Ball"......"

Gu Biao nodded: "I've seen it, the background of the Franco-Prussian War." Are you trying to say...... You want to wash away your shame? Then you won't risk going to the front line, right?"

Xiao Sui was anxious, grabbed Gu Biao's hand, his eyes flashed with a nervous fanatical light, and said very sincerely: "It's very necessary!

Samuel Johnson said: Patriotism is the last refuge of hooligans. As long as I go to the front line and write heroic front-line reports, the shame on my past body will definitely be washed away!"

"This ......" Rao is Gu Biao has a huge brain, and he can't turn a corner.

Xiao Sui's thinking jump is unbridled, which is only seen in Gu Ao's life.

Although she is telling the truth. Just like when the RB people invaded, no matter how cruel and tyrannical the old warlords were, as long as you carried a gun to resist the Japanese, you would change from a "reactionary-dynamic warlord" to a "famous patriotic general" in the history books of later generations.

Seeing this, Xiao Sui changed his pliable persuasion attitude: "Besides, I will protect myself - I'm a little bored, why don't I go out and talk." Xiaoping, you go to eat by yourself in a while, bring the key. ”

Xiao Sui's last half sentence was to explain to his younger brother.

Yan Ping didn't say a word, so he listened to his sister's instructions.

Gu Biao looked at the sky outside, it was dark early in winter, and it was already dark outside.

However, since the other party has something difficult to say, it is better to say it alone.

Maybe Xiao Sui is afraid of embarrassment.

Gu Biao took Xiao Sui downstairs and asked her, "Where do you think it is more suitable? ”

There are still occasional people passing by on the street, and Gu Biao feels that it is not very suitable to talk about the topic of privacy.

Xiao Sui glanced at it: "This is your bicycle? Give me a ride, find a place to sit by the West Lake?"

"Okay, it's quieter there. ”

In the winter, there are no street lights, and the leaves of the trees around the lake begin to frost at night.

At this time, there is absolutely no one by the West Lake. If it weren't for Gu Biao and Xiao Sui both wearing woolen coats, I'm afraid they would be so cold that they couldn't stand it.

Gu Biao was more thoughtful, and bought two cups of Le Kou Fu and malt milk essence at the commissary on the first floor of the guest house, brewed them with boiling hot water, and then asked Xiao Sui to hold the bag to warm his hands.

Xiao Sui sat on the back seat of the bicycle, one hand wrapped around Gu Wei's waist to prevent him from falling, and the other hand held a hot drink.

Malt milk essence and Le koufu, the little children of later generations must not have seen it.

It is a chocolate milk drink that is roughly equivalent to Ovaltine drunk by the post-90s generation, or Gao Lego drunk by the post-00s.

In 79 years, the Le Kou Fu with a cup of guest house in his hand was already more powerful than any bubble tea shop or coffee shop in later generations.

In less than ten minutes, Gu Biao rode to the West Lake, found a clean wooden chair, leaned the bicycle to the side, and sat down with Xiao Sui.

"Now let's talk about your secrets. ”

Xiao Sui is very good at telling stories, so he didn't tell himself first, but asked rhetorically: "Aren't you curious, why am I not afraid to go out at night with a boy?"

"Curious, but if you are willing to say it, you will definitely say it. Gu Biao said bluntly.

"It's not fun!" Xiao Sui took a sip lightly, and spit out a few unsoaked milk powder on the lawn next to him, seemingly very unqualified,

"The reason why I'm not afraid is because I'm already a notorious female hooligan - you can't imagine how much humiliation I have suffered, and how much I have to go to the front and shed blood for my country.

Even my dad and my brother couldn't even think of it. They only knew that I had made a mistake, but they didn't know the details, and I never told my family the details. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way today, only your relationship could be trusted, and I wouldn't want to tell you. ”

"What the hell is going on, don't fish my appetite. Speak more quickly!" Gu Biao said very straightly.

Xiao Sui was forced to ask by him so unknowingly that he didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and he secretly shed tears.

"Since the country had a system of going to the countryside in '71, every family has either a child from middle school who has gone to the countryside or has gone to the army. My father wanted my younger brother to study, so I knew that I couldn't escape the fate of going to the countryside, so I found a way to enlist in the army's art troupe...... Fortunately, my mother is a movie star, she is beautiful, and her dancing skills have been in elementary school, so I chose it. ”

At the beginning of Xiao Sui's story, listening to Gu Ao's ears, it was very resonant.

He thought of his own sister Gu Min.

Xiao Sui didn't know this, and thought that Gu Biao was hypocritical, so he was very unhappy and hammered him with a fist: "What are you pretending to cry well? hypocrisy!"

Gu Biao couldn't cry or laugh: "You misunderstood, I thought of my sister - she was also sacrificed by her father." In order to keep me in the city to study, I went to the Hui Ji to grow tea.

However, fortunately, I graduated from junior high school in the end and replaced my sister back, so she reviewed for half a year with peace of mind and was admitted to Zhejiang University. I don't owe her much. ”

Xiao Sui was stunned for a few seconds, and sighed: "You are a good brother...... Without further ado, I'll move on.

In 72, when I was 12 years old, I went to the Art Troupe of the Shudu Military Region, thousands of miles away from my hometown, separated by three provinces. I struggled for three whole years, without relatives, and I was so lonely in my heart. When I was 15 years old, I was also blamed for being stupid, and I was also blamed for being too lonely, psychologically precocious, and fell in love with an uncle cadre in the regiment who was almost 30, just because he was unmarried, and he usually took care of me.

I made a mistake and wrote him a love letter - unfortunately, I didn't know at the time that he was fishing for the daughter of the deputy division commander. After he received the love letter, he thought that the daughter of the deputy division commander had sent me to test him, and immediately handed the love letter to the political commissar to report it.

As a result, when things got bigger, he said that he had never had any thoughts about me, and it was completely my dirty thoughts that I took the initiative to have an improper relationship with him. Then I was isolated and censored, subjected to verbal humiliation, and the whole group called me a female hooligan.

When I danced, there were no male soldiers willing to dance with me, so I had no choice but to retreat from the first-line dance team to the second-line choreographer, and then work in writing. Whoever makes the writing work without showing his face, without showing his face, I can avoid humiliation. ”