Chapter 9: Honors

Before the group knew it, they had arrived at the indoor racecourse in the western suburbs.

Kusai didn't have the consciousness to greet the other companions at all, so he walked straight in and began to pick horses.

At first glance, it is a gentleman for many years.

After seeing it with their own eyes, Gu Biao and Zhang Zhong had the most intuitive understanding of the extent of the Iraqis as tyrants.

This racetrack looks like it covers the size of a regular football stadium, 200 meters long and 100 meters wide, but because there are no stands, the height is much lower than that of the football stadium, and the power consumption of air conditioning is estimated to be less fierce.

The next lap is only three storeys high, and below is the racetrack.

The middle section, which is slightly higher, about five stories long, is a slalom with lawns, trees, an art pool, and even an indoor golf course.

The reason why this piece is so high is obviously to facilitate layered lighting, as well as to prevent the ball from hitting the roof when the golf ball swings high and throws the club.

The overall architectural structure is reminiscent of the casino boxing gym on the desert map of Chicken Eat. There are several transparent double-glazed skylights on the roof, which can be switched on and off with an electric motor to control the reflective aluminum foil curtain, which can be insulated in summer as long as it is pulled on.

Such a tonal venue is definitely new to Europe and the United States, and Europe and the United States only have this design ability and technology, which does not mean that they are willing to spend this money to be the big culprit.

And Zhang Zhong and Ishminaya from China were completely stunned.

"With so much money, it's enough to buy a lot of meaningful things that enhance national strength, you really should earn a little more from them, anyway, if you don't earn it, someone else will make ......" Zhang Zhong sighed secretly, muttering to himself.

Because Kusai had to take care of himself, the waiters in the field were familiar with Gu Biao, Zhang Zhong and others as ordinary friends invited by the young master, and also brought two horses over.

Zhang Zhong asked them to try to pick the tame ones that were suitable for novices. The waiter was a little surprised, but immediately complied with his request and sent a basic coach.

Gu Biao followed and got on the horse and began to walk cautiously.

Horseback riding is not a difficult technique to learn, even if it is a woman in a regular equestrian club, she can learn to run with small steps when she runs 10 saddles in a regular equestrian club, and she can definitely ride a horse at 30 saddles.

If you are a man with good talent, you can master brisk walking in an hour and learn to run in a day. All that's left is to get acquainted with the resilience of a horse to a variety of abnormal conditions – there are more abnormal states in a horse than a car, and there are no gauges to help you define, it's all up to experience.

Ishminaya stood on the sidelines, and when Gu Biao walked in front of him every lap, she loudly instructed him to adjust the essentials of his movements. In just half an hour, Gu Biao was able to control the reins and walk briskly.

Zhang Zhong found that he was actually inferior to Gu Biao, and couldn't help but be a little discouraged: "Can't you see it, you haven't been a soldier, and you are actually more talented than me." ”

Gu Biao said modestly: "The teacher who taught us the etiquette class said that the diplomatic training school for foreigners even teaches equestrian, golf, tennis, and various aristocratic sports, and you don't need to be proficient, but at least you understand the rules and can play fluently."

Because if you don't know anything at all, you won't be able to make friends with foreign dignitaries who happen to like these sports. In the end, the country is still poor, and there are no conditions, so we can only teach us how to eat Western food and dance ballroom dance.

Although I have not practiced horseback riding and golf, I have to memorize the theoretical rules, and I have to take theoretical exams, and when I have money in the future, I will definitely have to make up for practical lessons. ”

The prototype of the nation-state diplomatic system in the West was established based on the Westphalian system after the end of the Chinese New Year's Eve War in 1648. As for the specific model of permanent envoys and the establishment of embassies, it was not until after the Seven Years' War in 1736 that they were basically finalized.

Therefore, the early diplomats were members of the royal family, or at least high-ranking nobles, and these people were born to do all aristocratic movements.

In addition, the Americans once learned from Europe in this regard, so until the end of the 20th century, it was indeed difficult for diplomats to cope with most dating occasions if they could not even play golf or ride a horse.

Zhang Zhong complained depressedly: "It's still cool in your school, I originally thought you were just learning how to eat and drink like nobles, but now it seems that you have to learn to have fun like nobles." And they are all especially contributing to the country. ”

Reminded by the jealousy of his buddies, Gu Biao suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his heart: If the second generation of those warlord families back then was willing to engage in foreign affairs work, maybe they would really be able to make the best use of their talents.

To make friends with foreigners, what is lacking is the talent who eats, drinks, and smokes.

You don't see the younger brother of an old general, he has been used to being a playboy since he was a child, and he doesn't know anything about military affairs, but because he can play, he was favored by Chang Kaishen and let him go to Hujiang's Wang pseudo-side as an undercover agent to contact those warlords who want to step on two boats. In the end, his life was much cooler than his brother who led the army.

After he found out that he was an undercover agent, he didn't touch him, and kept this chess piece as a channel for secret diplomacy with the other party and sent a message to Chang Kaishen. In the end, people eat, drink, and play, and they are very open and have a wide range of people in the Quartet. No matter how the dynasty changes, he can enjoy a lifetime, and he is also evaluated as a "man of temperament".

Gu Biao decided that in the remaining days in Iraq, the free time must not be wasted, and he must practice hard how to be a temperamental person.

These skills are not practiced in China without the material conditions, so they can only be practiced on paper, and they can be fully practiced here. (Of course, this refers to learning to enjoy elegance, not pornography-gambling-drugs, women can't touch it, at most watch and analyze the belly dance performance.) )

……

Gu Biao had just learned to control the reins and run briskly, and the Kusai classmate over there was finally tired of running, he had already ridden his horse back and forth seven or eight times, sweating profusely, taking a shower, and changing into a very casual robe.

Seeing that Gu Biao actually performed well, he spontaneously felt a little good - at the beginning, he only came to mess with Gu Biao because of his father's instructions, but the stereotype made him feel that Orientals were old-fashioned old pedants who couldn't play.

The reason why I chose to ride a horse was also to give Gu Biao a dismount.

Now, it doesn't seem to be the case.

"You're a pretty fast learner. Kusse tilted his head, but there was still a hint of condescension, as if he was taking his chin down to look at people.

"China is huge, and we have savannahs, which are equivalent to five Iraqs. So, we have all kinds of people there. Gu Biao was neither humble nor arrogant, joking.

Kusai thought about it, but didn't refute: "Okay, I only saw Yu myself before, and I thought that East Asians were all the same and would fall off their horses." ”

Gu Xiao still smiled brightly: "It's okay, you will know what the Chinese are like in the future." I'm not a pure reader like Ling Zun thinks. ”

Cousse thought about it curiously, and said with a sense of superiority: "But you are certainly not as interesting and able to live as the French." ”

It can be seen that this classmate was sent to France by his father to study because of his rebellious adolescence, and then he was very superstitious about the romantic culture and even various lifestyles of the French.

Gu Biao neither resisted nor conceded, and his attitude was always so kind: "Only with investigation can we have the right to speak." You know what the French are like, but you don't know what we are, so why come to such conclusions?"

"Don't preach me!" Kusai retorted unconvinced, and took a step forward, clenching his fists, looking no different from the star chasers who distinguish idols.

Zhang Zhong on the side was a little big-headed.

It is easy to reason with adults, but it is really difficult to coax a rebellious teenager to "accompany the prince to study".

"Your shoelaces are scattered!" Gu Biao was still calm and light, pointing to Kusai's riding boots.

Zhang Zhong subconsciously translated.

"Don't flip it. Gu Biao interrupted,

"Your shoelaces are loose. This time, he was in French.

Gu Wei doesn't know French, but he knows how to pretend to be forced in French.

At the Foreign Affairs University, students are required to listen to world-class literary masterpieces in that language, even if they do not study certain languages.

It's like even if you don't know English, you have to be able to use Shakespeare's Old English and say, "Woman, your name is fragile" or "To live or to perish, that's a question."

Cousse was stunned for a moment, then stunned, and his expression became agitated: "Do you want to learn Sartre too?"

Gu Biao shrugged: "It's just a personal hobby, but the school is also encouraged-our country is opening up, and in the future, we will do more practical things and talk less dogma." Any system that exists will have value. Franco was so, and so was General Hussein. ”

……

This forced pretending to be very level, and instantly brought the relationship between the two sides closer. And it's so appropriate, the environment is also very good, and it won't be stiff.

Cousse finally believed that Gu Biao was a man with an open-minded temperament like a Frenchman.

The phrase "your shoelaces are gone", spoken in French, is arguably the most famous interpretation of existentialism. Laymen listen to it, but insiders can be like the Venerable Kasa Ye who saw the Buddha smiling with flowers, and instantly realized that the other party was "his own person".

This is a sentence from Sartre, the titan of French literature and philosophy, in "The Wall" - the protagonist of the book is a resistor who has no firm opinions, but is also tired of life, and wants to dedicate himself to the Western Communist Party. But in the end, when he was molesting the Franco interrogators, he really betrayed his revolutionary companion by mistake for the purpose of provoking the other party.

One of the most conflicting scenes in the book is when the interrogator frantically threatens the protagonist with all his tongues, tying the protagonist to the execution ground, holding a gun to his head and pretending to shoot him, and asking him what his last words are.

But the protagonist says to the executioner, "Your shoelaces are loose."

The nihilistic ridicule of all left-wing, right-wing, political factions and isms is brought into full play.

Zhang Zhong on the side, seeing Kusai's "sympathy" performance, was also incomprehensible, he secretly asked Gu Biao in Chinese:

"How do you know he's going to love Sartre and The Wall?"

Gu Biao analyzed as a matter of course: "That's necessary, from the previous words, I can see that he admires modern French culture." And Sartre's existence, that is, rationality and nihilism, comes from the reflection on the Franco countercurrent in Spain - why in Spain, the old warlords can prevail over social attention? The king is overthrown, but an old colonial governor will be given power? Why is the progress of history in that corner of the world contrary to the MARX prophecy of Sartre's faith?

Isn't this a nihilistic mockery of so-called social progress? His father is the one he admires the most, and of course he will resonate with those things that 'overthrow the king but are more alone than the king, but can poison the rationality and progress of the country'. When I say that Franco in Spain has a 'progressive' nature, does it mean that his father's 'hereditary republic' in Iraq is also progressive, at least at the present stage, the most suitable choice for Iraq's national conditions and characteristics, and the most beneficial to the people?"

Zhang Zhong listened to it, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and his admiration for Gu Biao's literacy in his heart was no less than that of the famous chicken soup that the later generations of Xiaobai heard: "Drawing a line is only worth $1, but knowing where to draw it is worth $9,999"

A French quote is not valuable, but knowing which foreign dignitaries or royal relatives to please is worth it.

The value of that last sentence is based on the countless previous careful observations and temptations to do what they liked.

"I'm ashamed, compared with Xiao Gu, my ability to make friends with celebrities is really poor. No, you have to work hard. Iraq is a country that values the will of its rulers, as do other Middle Eastern countries. If you can't learn what you like, how will you do your work in the future?" Zhang Zhong felt a deep sense of crisis in his heart.

……

Kusse soon discovered that Gu Xiao was indeed very different from the description of Chinese he had seen in the newspaper.

He knows almost everything about eating, drinking, and having fun outside.

I even know that when riding a horse in Kusse, let the off-road vehicle in front of me follow his heroic posture, and set up two blowers in the trunk - there is no wind in indoor horseback riding, and it is very difficult to make the rider's suit float at the speed of the Mercedes itself. With a blower, it's very handsome.

But Gu Biao can play tricks with just a little bit of the five-cent special effect that later generations will pretend to be forced by Douyin, how can he not be admired?

After all, photography technology is a very unpopular technology nowadays, and except for professional filmmakers, they don't know any special effects techniques at all. It's like in later generations, everyone can take pictures with a mobile phone, and they are rich in common sense.

This is just one example.

The Iraqi helpers soon had to admit that this mysterious visitor from the East was better than the children of the wealthy families they had seen in Paris......

In the next ten days, Gu Biao became a frequent visitor here. He easily learned to ride a horse and shoot an archery. The best riding instructors here are all stuttering to teach him, and the consumables and plaster plates for archery are even more casual, and he can touch them as he wants to shoot a gun, without thinking about spending money at all.

He also learned to play golf and refines the tennis he knew a little bit about his previous life. More than a dozen expensive and unpopular aristocratic sports have taken the opportunity to touch it.

Not to mention appreciating belly dancing and other high arts.

Anyway, it was the Iraqi people's public money that was spent, and as long as he occasionally came up with some entertainment ideas that were out of his time, it was enough to exchange for a lot of basic skills and even everyone's respect.

Everyone didn't think that he wanted to play, but he was too dedicated to the work of "accompanying the prince to study".

During this period, Kusai also seemed to have learned some of his experiences with Gu Biao and reported them back to General Hussein.

Then General Hussein sent a royal literati to Gu Biao to study the theoretical question of "how to use Sartre's existentialism to provide a theoretical basis for the hereditary republic in the Middle East and explain its progressiveness".

It can be regarded as the final theoretical propaganda patch before his inauguration ceremony.

After all, no one thinks that their reputation is good enough, and they always want better.

……

In this happy atmosphere, Gu Biao ended the days of the best gentlemen.

July 16 was fast approaching. He attended the inauguration ceremony of Mr. President as a special secret guest.

Isminaya's injuries had been completely healed, and it was said that she could serve as Gu Fu's interpreter.

However, after Zhang Zhong saw Gu Biao's skills in befriending celebrities and dignitaries, he begged him to change the translation in a thousand words:

"Xiao Gu, help my brother in the end, and there will be a reward in the future - Comrade Isminaya, I will return to China with you anyway, and it is useless to show my face in front of these Middle Eastern chiefs and kings who are watching the ceremony. I'm going to have to work here for at least a year or two, and I'll save a lot of trouble with a lot of stepping stones. ”

Gu Biao felt that it made sense, and after confirming that Ishminaya herself didn't mind, he changed the translation.

Then Zhang Zhong followed Gu Biao and seized all the allowed opportunities to secretly take pictures at the celebration reception.

I finally came across an opportunity to shake hands with the King of Jordan, so I hurried to take a photo. The sheikh of Dubai can't let it go, and as for a certain prince and grandson in Saudi Arabia, he also holds it first......

Just like the later generations of micro-businesses hoarding photos of shaking hands with Ao Hei Ma and increasing their credibility endorsement, so as to pave the way for subsequent work.

While Zhang Zhong was filming himself, of course, he also had to help Gu Biao shoot.

So on the third day after the ceremony, when Gu Biao took his younger sister and stepped on the plane back to China, he got more than a dozen developed negatives and several color photos.

The flight he took was not a direct flight to Beijing, on the grounds that there was no flight from Baghdad to Beijing that day, only to Xiangjiang. (Although if he returns to China a day earlier, there will be a flight to the capital, but when he comes back, the country is uncontrollable, and a president of the other side can prevaricate if he has something)

Gu Biao did not plan to bring into the country some ancient Babylonian souvenirs that he had already discounted. That's too much trouble.

After landing in Xiangjiang, he directly found his old partner Lin Guodong and paid cash to let him find a house for himself.

It can be rented, but it must be safe.

Lin Guodong is now also relying on his cooperation with Gu Biao to make a lot of money in that intellectual property risk agency. Of course, he knew that Gu Biao, a young and promising person, was worth befriending.

What's more, it is not a violation of discipline, and there is no transfer of benefits, just a friend relationship to help provide an intermediary.

So he immediately helped Gu Biao get a small apartment as a foothold, and also helped Gu Biao buy a safe.

Gu Biao put all the souvenirs given by Mr. President into them, locked them completely, and replaced the door with a brand new steel door, and then returned to China lightly.

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