Subtitle of this chapter: Paris the Flower City under the Illumination of Mars

The author declares: In order to prevent the following chapters from being nihilistic because of the crime of historical nihilism, the characters have to be a little nihilistic. We ask for your forgiveness.

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China, Poor Students, Work-Study ...... These three magical words drilled into the ears of "Ainuka Rochelle" and made "her" feel tight.

In fact, the first thing that came to our mind was ......

"Master Ball, are you there?"

Just listened to the sound of "boom", and the red and green balls appeared in front of his eyes.

"Monsieur, I'm here!"

"Master Ball, your Dutch French is so authentic! By the way, please help me check the S-value. ”

"Querying...... The host's existing S-value is 77%. Congratulations to the host, you've been doing a lot of things lately, so you've cut a lot of S-Points. ”

"Master Ball, doesn't that mean I can go downstairs?"

"Host, you can still go downstairs if you go downstairs. But you still have to be careful. This S-value can't stand up to you. ”

"Master ball, I understand. But it's all here, and it's really unwilling not to go down to meet these people! ”

Yuan Yan shook her head, feeling that her headache had been reduced a lot. So he stood up from the couch with his hands......

"Miss Rochelle, be careful!"

It turned out that his old man suddenly found that he had two more pieces of meat on his chest, and they were still two large pieces of meat...... Really, I really don't feel so heavy when I grow on someone else.

Therefore, lacking this experience, he did not grasp the center of gravity of his body and almost fell on the ground. Fortunately, the fourth sister of Jin Feng on the side quickly supported him.

The fourth sister of Jin Feng asked in surprise, "Miss Rochelle, why are you up?" Where are you going? ”

"Mrs. Li, I'm going to ......," Master Yuan decided that it was better not to tell the truth, "That one goes out for a walk to breathe." ”

"That'...... It's good. Fourth Sister Jinfeng hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Miss Rochel, then I will accompany you back to the room to change clothes." ”

"Change of clothes?" Yuan Yanqian then remembered that in these years, not only the clothes of gentlemen are set in sets, but also the ladies have to change different clothes with different occasions.

He nodded and said, "Okay then, Mrs. Li." ”

"Squeak......

The fourth sister of Jinfeng, who temporarily acted as a portable mother, opened the wardrobe of the little dragon girl, turned her head and asked, "Miss Rochelle, which one do you want to wear?" ”

In addition to daily clothes, there are also several strange "robes" hanging in this large wardrobe. This was made by the "Fool Lady" at the behest of the "Lady of Destiny".

He spotted the most eye-catching one of them at a glance, and pointed with his hand: "I'll wear this!" ”

"Is this a dress...... Fourth Sister Jin Feng took out the clothes from the wardrobe and took a look......

She was almost blinded, and she couldn't help but hesitate, "But, but, but...... Miss Rochelle, is this dress really good? ”

Yuan Yanqian stepped forward to take the clothes, compared them in the mirror and said, "Mrs. Li, what's wrong with this dress?" I think it's beautiful! ”

"Brother Zhuang, we're here!"

"You three Xiao Chen, it's good to come, it's good to come."

"Brother Zhuang, I'm going to trouble you again!"

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Wang, Xiao Li, don't bother, don't bother."

"Brother Zhuang, this is a little hometown pickle we made, not a tribute."

"Aunt Ge, as well as Cai Xiaomei and Xiang Xiaomei, your family is so polite."

Zhuang Kunlun smiled humbly at the nearly ten young men and women who came to visit: "It's not the first time for everyone to come, you don't need to be so restrained, the Chinese are supposed to help the Chinese?" ”

He was really happy to entertain these compatriots. Compared to the lifeless situation he saw when he returned home, these energetic young people gave the communist hope...... The hope of Soviet China, the hope of the whole world in red, the hope of liberating all mankind.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but think of what Yuan Yanqian said to him that night: "You will find out the use of this money when you go there......"

These days, he has been thinking about the "miracles" that happened to that Yuan Erye, including this "prophecy".

Zhuang Kunlun is really a little confused, is his mysterious "master" well-informed or can he really predict the prophet?

What made him even more puzzling was that in addition to not smoking Ah Furong, Yuan Yanqian was usually a pampered and arrogant young master.

It can be said that he can eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, drink and wealth, and not only love to deal with the proletariat, but also love to make friends with the bourgeoisie.

Such a person actually gave himself such a large sum of money for no reason, and let himself go to France to help these poor students who were studying part-time.

Is this Yuan Erye a proletarian comrade who penetrated into the enemy? Or is there a zealous patriot with other intentions? Or was it the weird SCP Foundation that instructed him to do something like this?

There was also the "Anarchist's Cookbook", which benefited him, a communist disguised as an anarchist, and even his superiors found it very practical and suitable for today's revolutionaries.

Zhuang Kunlun shook his head, smiled to himself, and beckoned to everyone: "Come in, everyone." I have prepared a snack and coffee ...... for you."

He led everyone into the living room, counted the heads, and asked with some confusion: "Xiao Zhou, why didn't Xiao Li and Xiao Cai come today?" ”

"Oh, Brother Zhuang. They have something to do, and they will come after a while. One of them smiled and said, "Brother Zhuang, don't worry, they will definitely not let you go for this dinner." ”

Author's note: According to historical facts, Xiao Deng did not arrive in Paris until 1922. And...... That's why I didn't let him play.

Everyone laughed together when they heard this.

They took off their clothes one after another, some of them rushed directly to those delicious snacks, and some of them poured themselves a cup of hot coffee.

Although the student movement on February 28 this year was a success, it won three months of living expenses for these work-study students. But "living in Paris is not easy. Coupled with the soaring prices in European countries, this money is still not enough for young people to fill their stomachs. Sometimes they cook some cabbage and put some gnocchi on it for a meal.

Thankfully, they met this generous Chinese American. His appearance is really a relief in the snow.

Not only did the big brother Zhuang give them money, but he also invited them here for a tea party, which was much warmer than the Mondani open-air park.

Moreover, he is actually a leftist with some theoretical foundation, although he is not good at theory, but it is more than enough to teach these young Chinese people the theory of communism.

"Brother Zhuang, tell us about the Communist Manifesto again."

"Yes, Brother Zhuang. The English and French versions give me a headache to watch, but you explain it well. ”

The first Chinese translation of the Communist Manifesto was Chen Wangdao, the acting editor-in-chief of the New Youth. And he translated it in 1920, so at this time these young people in Europe had not yet seen the Chinese translation.

"Okay then." Zhuang Kunlun nodded, and took out an English version of the Communist Manifesto from the cabinet in the corner of the living room......

At this moment, a pleasant woman's voice came from the top of the stairs.

Just listen to this crisp and crisp voice and read it seriously in a standard Chinese: "A ghost, the specter of communism, hovering the continent of Europe......"

"Giggle...... then she let out a string of cheerful laughs, and said in a slightly playful tone: "A group of youths, the youth of the Aries Palace, have come to Europa from Seris!" ”