Time passed unhurriedly, getting closer and closer to two o'clock. Suddenly, the sound of a military band came from the campus of No. 21 Middle School. After a short prelude, the song sounds.

Outside the crowded school gate, the voices of people whistling in the sky immediately fell silent. It is a foreign language song, which people do not understand, but they clearly feel a strong will to fight, a spirit of perseverance. The song is declaring: I'm here, and I don't plan to go back alive! I will win!

At the beginning of July, the scorching heat has arrived, the sun is shining, and the sky is cloudless. The rush of snare drums, the firm singing, thousands of citizens felt goosebumps on their bodies.

Next to the command car not far from the school gate, the head of the armed police detachment wiped his arm and asked Yu Ancheng next to him: "Chief of Staff Yu, what kind of song is this?" Why is it so murderous? ”

Yu Ancheng stood up straight, his legs slightly open, and his hands behind his back. Hearing the words of the detachment leader, he didn't move his head and said, "This song is called TheMass." It has always been mistaken by many for the battle song of the 1st SS Panzer Division, or the SS Blitzkrieg on the march.

Actually, no, it comes from a stage play called "Brown Poetry". It was originally written in Latin and is now generally sung in English.

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Both the Mass and SS Blitz forces are based on Brown's Poetry. TheMass's lyrics are to the effect of: Oh, fate, as fickle as the moon, alternating between waxing and waning. Together, suffering and happiness are intertwined, and both rich and poor are dying like ice and snow. Wait, I forgot about it later.

And the lyrics of the SS Blitzkrieg in the march are: The air is filled with tension, and the big war is coming. Tears rolled down her mother's face, and the motherland was behind her. The footsteps of the enemy could be heard in the distance, and the earth trembled. It is time to defend justice, and the blood is already boiling. Lightning tore through the heavy black curtain, and the SS troops were advancing. I forgot about jì in the back. ”

Chief of Staff Yu, when did you become so knowledgeable? Yu Ancheng said with a smile: "I don't have any knowledge." Didn't the 21st Middle School train with us a while ago? It was Mr. Liang who sued me. ”

Another song was changed on campus. Obviously foreign songs, but this time it is in Chinese: "We are a team of steel, with firm and courageous steps." The good people have my back and show me the way. The whole army marched to the battlefield, and the earth thundered and shook beneath my feet—"

The head of the armed police detachment asked Yu Ancheng again: "I can understand the lyrics, but the music is not ours." Chief of Staff Yu, do you know what song this is? ”

The Great Patriotic War song "Holy War" in the former Soviet Union, but the students changed the lyrics to be more in line with today's situation. The detachment commander smiled and said: "Engage in military training, you really have a long history of learning." The next time you conduct military training in the 21st Middle School, you have to give it to us. ”

"Holy War" is magnificent, like a long sword unsheathed. It expresses the singer's momentum of despising a qiē enemy without being intimidated by the enemy. It expresses the singer's desire to fight, and his determination to die generously without fear of sacrifice.

Tens of thousands of citizens felt the meaning of the song, and people burst into tears. The kids are going to fight to the death, how can this happen?

After the singing, there was silence for about half a minute, and a bell about 20 seconds long rang over the campus. Many people looked at their watches, and the time was exactly two o'clock.

Majestic military music sounded. This time it is the authentic Chinese military music "Military Mighty March". Accompanying the "March of Military Might" is the footsteps of "brush, brush, brush", which is neat and powerful.

Wu Jian walked at the front of the line, his school uniform stained with blood. About two meters behind Wu Zhen are Li Mantun, Sun Buhuan and Sun Buwu. About two meters behind the three men was a team of boys.

All students wear school uniforms. The boys' school uniforms are very simple, with a milky white cotton short-sleeved shirt with a black tie, cotton blue trousers underneath, white casual leather shoes, and a red school emblem on a white background.

The girls wore white sailor uniforms with two blue edges on the collar, a white knee-length skirt underneath, and half-high white leather boots on their feet, wearing the same school crest.

The male teacher wears an egg-blue cotton short-sleeved shirt on the upper body, and the rest is the same as the boy. The female teacher is in a white suit and has the same half-height leather boots as the girls.

Regardless of teachers and students, the style of men's school uniforms is very common, but it is different from the uniform style prescribed by the Education Committee. This gives people a refreshing feeling. The important thing is that it is definitely a high-quality fabric, a high-quality cut. The quality of the clothing, many people can't say, but it can be seen at a glance.

Women's school uniforms are a bit nostalgic, like school uniforms from the thirties and forties. It's also very trendy, and there is no such style in existing school uniforms. Stylish and classic, simple but not simple.

The students all wore slogan bands on their foreheads. white cloth and black characters "return my teacher" and "return my classmates"; The slogans of the teachers are "Give me back my colleagues" and "Give me back my students".

Among all the slogans written in black and white on white cloth, the slogans written in blood by the Cao Zhongmin brothers and a few fools in the second and third classes of high school are the most eye-catching. Onlookers looked at the bandages on their wrists and the blood oozing from the bandages, all of them with tears in their eyes. This is the real blood book, these children are really going to die.

Yes, they really want to fight to the death. From childhood to adulthood, they were treated as naughty students. They are discriminated against by their teachers and classmates, they are marginalized. They fight and scold people, these are just the appearance of Xiàn, but in fact they are very inferior inside.

Only in twenty-one did they feel like normal students. Mr. Liang never treated them as errand students, and treated them the same as other students. Ms. Liang cares about them like a mother and helps them solve every problem in their studies and life.

They experienced the joy and warmth that they had never experienced in other schools. Zhou Wenhua of the dog day actually fired Teacher Liang for no reason. Mr. Liang, who has always been gentle and gentle, and has never been nosy, was forced to leave us like this.

Zhou Wenhua, who was raised by a son of a bitch, even fired Sister Ran Ran. This intention is to cut us off the way back, and it is to prevent us from being good students. Well, if you don't let me live well, then you don't want to live either. The reaction of the Education Committee to the situation is Lao Wu's bad idea. He's the boss, and we listen to him. If it doesn't work, Lao Tzu will definitely kill Zhou Wenhua on this dog day.

I don't know how many people want to kill Zhou Wenhua in the twenty-first year, and no one counts them. However, when the Qingquan Road Police Station asked reporters who had entered the school to cover the news, almost 20 percent of the students took the initiative to say that they wanted to kill Zhou Wenhua.

In addition, 50 percent of the students said with gloomy faces that if the Education Committee did not deal with Zhou Wenhua strictly, he would not survive to 12 o'clock tonight.

The team that went to the Education Commission to respond to the situation had a phalanx of every 100 people, with an average of 10 people in both vertical and horizontal directions. The atmosphere of the whole team is solemn, and the rhythm of the music is majestic and majestic.

The noisy onlookers quieted down and looked at the team with tears in their eyes. These students and children have to work hard for their teachers and classmates, which is actually a way to oppose corrupt officials and corruption.

About 100 meters away from the student procession, a woman suddenly took off her blouse, vigorously cut her wrist vein with a hairpin, and wrote "Support the students' actions!" with her other finger on her clothes. ”

This woman is Duan Shiying. When she heard about the twenty-first middle school, she immediately rushed to it. She couldn't put it into words, she could only express it in blood. Duan Shiying only wore a bra and held up the blood book as he faced the approaching group of students.

Soon, another young woman also took off her shirt and wrote: "Support the student action". This young woman is Zheng Yanhong.

The two women who were insulted and damaged were rescued by the students of No. 21 Middle School. Now they are using their blood to support the righteous actions of their classmates.

The July sun, the woman's snow-white skin, the scarlet blood book. A qiē is so eye-catching, so piercing.

There are people who strip and write blood letters, they are workers in agricultural machinery factories, workers in the 12th Plastics Factory, workers in companies such as Good Nianhua, owners of Fuyou Restaurant Street, students in sports schools, and students in other schools.

The situation immediately reacted to the municipal party committee. The situation is very serious, and the consequences of the slightest carelessness will be extremely terrible. The air throughout the city hall seems to have frozen. Li Huiyuan and Fang Jinzhong still didn't say a word, this was a test for the cadres of Qilin City, and they had to wait and see how the situation developed.

On the way from the Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce to the Education Commission, two police motorcycles opened the road with sharp sirens, followed by Liang Siqi's Audi.

Liang Siqi went to the Industrial and Commercial Branch to go through the procedures for changing the legal representative. The person from the sub-bureau told her that according to the scale of the assets of Enron Tongsheng Company, she should go to the provincial bureau to do it. The registered capital of the company is more than 300,000 yuan, which belongs to the branch. 500,000 to less than 2 million will go to the municipal bureau, and more than 2 million will go to the provincial bureau.

Liang Siqi arrived at the Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce before he went to work in the afternoon. She wanted to discuss with the Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce that Enron Tongsheng Company was not under the management of the Provincial Bureau. A few children are fooling around with the company, just adding a few dishes to the family, is it necessary to be so solemn?

The Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce had just gone to work, and the clerks laughed when they heard Liang Siqi's words. Your Enron company only adds a few dishes to the family, so how can other companies live? You have more than 2 million shops on Wencheng Street now, and there are buildings under construction? Not counting your book funds.

Liang Siqi was about to argue, but the phone rang. Liang Siqi turned pale with fright as soon as he heard the phone, packed up his things and ran out immediately.

On the outskirts of Qilin, there are also two police motorcycles speeding on the road from Changma Township to the city, and the sirens are also sounding. It was followed by an S sedan car, in which sat Ji Changhai, who was also pale.

Fast, fast, fast, Ji Changhai kept chattering. The vast majority of these students are minors, and they are still confused!

Municipal Party Committee Conference Room. Li Huiyuan and Fang Jinzhong still sat like statues. Secretary Li Huiyuan came in and handed him the phone in his hand.

Li Huiyuan didn't speak at first, and listened silently. In the end, he said in a low and gloomy voice: "A small acting principal of a middle school has eaten the school so much in twenty days that he can't even print the final exam papers. Is it wrong for corrupt officials and teachers and students to be corrupt in this way?

I believe that chaos and stability are a pair of contradictions, dynamic contradictions, and blindly seeking stability can only lead to a more chaotic situation. I am responsible for it, and if it turns out that I am wrong, I am willing to accept any punishment from the provincial party committee. ”

After a while, Fang Jinzhong's secretary also handed the phone in. Fang Jinzhong said similar things to Li Huiyuan, and if he was wrong, he was willing to accept any treatment.

There are many small streets and alleys on both sides of the road leading from No. 21 Middle School to the Education Commission, and now every side street and alley is blocked.

Qi Hanming anxiously ran from this side street to that alley. He's going to get to Twenty-One Middle School in a hurry. He knew that he was on the verge of a catastrophe, and that if he didn't do it well, he would be doomed.

These calamities were brought on by two of his henchmen. First of all, No. 1 Middle School, why did you refuse to accept Liang Siqi? I don't know if she's the secretary's lover? Aren't people's diplomas, degrees, titles, and work achievements obvious, but the looks are also eye-catching, right?

If you Yang Shancai accepted Liang Siqi, Zhang Qiuran would not have transferred to Twenty-one Middle School. Then there wouldn't be such a big leak as it is today. As for Zhou Wenhua, don't say it, it's a pig, a live pig!

The crowd of people surging made it impossible for Qi Hanming to squeeze through. In fact, he can shout: "I am the director of the education committee, please let me pass." However, he did not dare. After a while, I heard too many words scolding him. Qi Hanming knew that he had provoked the anger of the public. If these people knew that he was the target of everyone's verbal reprimand, they would probably be killed.

A shrill siren could be heard in the distance. After a while, I heard the police shouting through a semiconductor loudspeaker: "Let me go, the old principal of the twenty-first middle school is here—"