He Changying and Tang Shaoyi had a hot meal in the restaurant, of course He Changying couldn't shake his body, so that Tang Shaoyi's convinced five bodies fell to the ground, and bowed his head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, after eating this meal, the relationship between the two couldn't help but get a little closer again, and they each informed their residences and made an appointment to talk about it another day.

Called a rickshaw, He Changying sat on the car with a little alcohol and swayed, and the car suddenly stopped in a daze.

"Arrived?"

He Changying opened his eyes, only to see a red light in front of him, and the streets and alleys in front of the Jinhe Inn were densely packed with young people wearing various uniforms.

Under the eaves of the roadside not far away, there were still more than a dozen soldiers of the city defense battalion, but they were just standing there quietly watching these excited students, talking in a low voice.

These young people gathered in a group of seven or eight, one holding a candle, and the other holding a book and reciting passionately, and in the reflection of the candlelight, a divine light flashed on the faces of these young children.

"Woohoo! What is the boss of China? Standing today to refer to the past, the three generations of Tang Yu, if he is the ruler; Emperor Qin and Han Wu, if he is a hero; The literature of the Han and Tang dynasties is as prosperous as it is; The martial arts of Kang Qianjian are as good as Xuanhe. ——”

"Mazzini, the leader of the three Italian masters. He was guilty of state affairs and fled to a foreign country. It was founded and called 'Young Italy'. The people of the whole country, the clouds and fog gathered to respond. It was a restoration of the past, making Italy one of the most powerful countries in Europe. The Italians, the oldest country in Europe. ——”

An Zhi said: Those who create today's boss China will also be the unjust karma of China's decay. Those who produce the future youth of China are also responsible for the Chinese youth. He is an old man, and the day when he will say goodbye to this world is not far away, and my youth is new and related to the world. ——”

"The dynasty coincides with a great change unseen in 3,000 years, which is both an opportunity and a challenge; However, all the sages in the country are stupid, for selfish desires, my Chinese teenager will not speak out, who will speak out! If you don't shout, who will shout! Qi is willing to be a slave of the country and the species? ——”

"It's beautiful that I'm young China, and I'm not old! I am a Chinese teenager, and there is no boundary with the country! ”

Listening to this passionate voice, looking at these young and resolute faces, He Changying's eyes gradually became moist.

This great country, this great nation, it is precisely because of such groups of good men who go forward one after another, are enthusiastic and sincere, regardless of personal gains and losses, regardless of personal life and death, that this nation with great disasters can finally stand in the east of the world again and not be bullied by foreigners!

After paying for the car, He Changying walked through the gap between the groups of young students and slowly walked towards the wall door of the Jinhe Inn.

When He Changying got out of the car, some students had already noticed him.

After all, it was already the end of the year, and apart from these enthusiastic students, there were no pedestrians on the street, let alone such a young man who was about to walk to the inn.

was just afraid of being presumptuous, so everyone just quietly observed him, and when He Changying walked to the door of the Jinhe Inn, ready to push the door in, finally a student couldn't help but ask in a low voice excitedly: "Excuse me, are you Mr. He?" ”

He Changying stopped pushing the door, slowly turned back to his body, and looked at the candlelight on the street, where there were more than a thousand young people, all of them stopped all their voices at this time, and looked at themselves quietly.

He Changying's eyes swept over the surrounding students, met their equally bright and dazzling eyes, and replied calmly and loudly: "Yes, I am He Changying." ”

"He's Mr. Ho!"

"Mr. He is back!"

For a while, thousands of students shouted excitedly, and the surrounding doors and attics were shocked by the big faces of surprise.

"Mr. He, we are students of the Beiyang Sailor Academy; There are a total of 683 students in the academy, and except for 9 people with special circumstances, the remaining 674 people are now standing here. ”

A young man wearing a navy blue Beiyang Navy Division military uniform stood upright in front of He Changying and reported loudly.

"It won't affect you, and, Navy Cadet, your name!"

He Changying looked at this tall naval cadet calmly and asked solemnly.

"Report to Mr. He, my name is Li Zhenhua, the captain of the driving department; We came here with the prior approval of General Manager Yan's office. ”

Li Zhenhua raised his head and said loudly.

"Li Zhenhua, Zhenhua, good name."

He Changying said with a smile: "I hope what you do can be worthy of your name." ”

Li Zhenhua was even more excited, and shouted loudly with a blood-red face: "Mr. He, I promise you with my life!" ”

"Mr. He, my name is Fang Dahai."

"Mr. He, my name is Huo Guotao."

"Mr. Ho—"

Suddenly, the shouts of the entire streets and alleys rolled through the heavens and the earth like a raging storm, startling the faces of the dozen or so soldiers of the city defense battalion who were originally smiling with disdain.

When this wave of 'wind and rain' gradually subsided, a small young man with glasses squeezed over and shouted: "Mr. He, we are from the Beiyang Medical Hall, my name is Xu Ru, and there are 58 people in our medical hall standing here today." ”

"Mr. He, my name is Zuo Shangqing."

"Mr. Ho, my name is—"

Suddenly, in the entire streets and alleys, a large number of young students shouted loudly.

"Mr. He, we are from Bowen College, and there are 46 of us in the College, and all of us are standing here now; My name is Xiong Kaiyu. ”

"Mr. He, my name is Chen Zhihui."

"Mr. Ho—"

"Mr. He, we are from the Telegraph Academy, and there are 39 of us in the Academy, and all of them are standing here now; My name is Liu Xueren. ”

"Mr. He, my name is Liu Mingyang."

"Mr. Ho, my name is—"

Unconsciously, He Changying's tears had cost him a face, but he always stood there firmly and straight like a pine stuck in the soil, with a resolute face and sharp eyes.

In this shouting one after another, countless students burst into tears, but one by one they straightened their backs.

In a large section of the west section of the street, there was still a square team of nearly 700 people, all wearing upright big hats on their heads, wearing the Wuyun coat military uniform of the Huai Army, standing there quietly.

"Yun Yu, should we also apply for a registration number?"

Shen Zhaoao asked Lin Yunyu, who was standing upright, with a hint of flirtatious voice, but no matter how he endured it, a tear still couldn't help but welled up in his eyes.

"No, when are so many people going to report, I brought everyone here to let everyone hear what Mr. He wants to say, not to let Mr. He know what your and my names are."

Lin Yunyu didn't squint and said decisively.

"Lord Chu Bao is kind this time, as soon as he said that the students strongly wanted to see He Changying, he asked for a copy of "The Scream".

Shen Zhaoao quietly wiped his eyes and said with a smile.

"If you don't want it, you have to let it!"

A five-year-old and three-year-old Lu Dong man said in a rough voice: "You guys are really not interesting, why didn't you call me last time you went to see Mr. He?" ”