As soon as the dejected Christian walked out of the house, he was immediately surrounded by villagers with diverse and complicated expressions - oh no, the members of the Anerji Village Production Cooperative. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Christine Village...... Comrade, how does Comrade Wu estimate our future? ”

"Comrade Secretary, Comrade Secretary, what should we do next?"

In terms of "building a new society around the core of the current Anerji Village", the current members of the club have really improved a lot compared with the previous villagers. But this did not give Christine any peace of mind - he was already facing a crisis of internal and external difficulties, and the unity of the villagers seemed to be of little help in resolving it.

"Bring the soft and play hide-and-seek with the military and police of the central government, otherwise you will have to resist to the end." Christine waved his hand weakly, and now he no longer had the strength to go around in circles and express himself "tactfully".

What revolutionary clichés and new words of progress look extremely empty and pale under the premise of "the country is ruined and the family is ruined". On the other hand, the villagers who heard this also looked at their leader in astonishment - not because he did not speak according to the "revolutionary norms", but because of his answer.

"Doesn't it mean that as long as we have the revolutionary spirit, we can be invincible and win without a fight?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The central government is a paper tiger', so why should we run away? Isn't it time to resist decisively to the end? ”

In fact, with this simple short distance from the living room to the door, Christian gradually broke free from the dream:

Perhaps unlike the practical skills taught to them by the other two "revolutionary predecessors", the words of the one in the room and the other one who did not know where and the women in the village were now speaking generously -- at least the knowledge taught by the other two comrades had not yet touched the nail on them, but the way out that Comrade Wu Ditan and Comrade Zhao Jiayin gave them was full of thorns......

"That's what Comrade Wu said." After a few minutes of silence with his head down, Christian decided to dump the blame on his revolutionary mentor. "We can't know more about the Chinese and the central government of the Elta Empire than they do, right?" Revolution should be realistic', this should be regarded as seeking truth from facts, right? ”

As soon as these words came out, it was tantamount to moving two mountains to temporarily suppress the dissatisfaction and suspicion of the revolutionary masses. But the crowd's refusal to borrow still could not be solved - only a rough voice in the crowd sounded again: "If you don't mention this, then what is the whole matter?" ”

"What's going on?" Christine frowned, complaining while separating the crowd, "At the beginning, the big guys shouted together that we also supported Comrade Wu, and we also supported Comrade Wu's support, and now if you ask me again, I can't help it......"

There were still people in the scattered crowd who wanted to ask something, but Christine had already pushed away the outermost villagers and walked away without looking back.

It was a decision made by all of them, not a future that Christine had imagined for them. So, what's the use of asking Christine?

The villagers gathered around Wu Ditan's residence, discussing uneasily. Since Christian couldn't give them a reasonable answer, then Comrade Wu Ditan, a more wise and great revolutionary mentor than him, could always answer, right?

Moreover, according to the practice of the production cooperatives in Anerji Village, all important issues should now be voted on through the general meeting of the members of the production cooperatives, and the first secretary of the general meeting is none other than Wu Ditan (concurrently).

Whether the future of Anerji Village is a resolute war of resistance or a victorious turn is definitely a big issue that cannot be bigger. If Wu Ditan doesn't come to organize this meeting, then who else can preside over it? Or in other words, if Wu Ditan doesn't show up in public, then Anerji Village may be a pill.

This is also the result of the villagers' inefficient discussions...... After a while, the villagers really turned their attention to the main entrance of Wu Ditan's residence. At this moment, their hopes are all bet on the "revolutionary spark" who has come from afar on the other side of the portal, as if his presence can solve all known and unknown problems.

Every move of the villagers, even the expressions on their faces and the look in their eyes, Wu Ditan can see it clearly through the cat's eye on the door. A leader who does not know what the masses are thinking, worrying about, and fearing is clearly not a qualified leader.

Wu Ditan is not only a qualified leader, he is also a qualified believer in the "Superman Theory". The reason why he wanted to lead the social revolution in Anerji Village was because he had superhuman talents in this area, and he also had an unshirkable responsibility. With such belief and conscious support, Wu Ditan took a deep breath and naturally pushed open the door with a calm expression like a demigod.

"Comrades, comrades, be quiet."

His two large palms were facing down, and he pressed gently. When the villagers gathered at the door saw this scene of "the birth of a saint", not only did they no longer squeak, but they also consciously retreated behind them -- the admiration and awe that appeared in their eyes could be clearly seen by Wu Ditan as long as he looked around a little.

"Comrades." Wu Ditan's plan was naturally to take advantage of this majesty and begin to express his opinions, "Our revolutionary cause has encountered setbacks, comrades know it, right? ”

The crowd a meter away immediately nodded in unison. Wu Ditan followed closely and said, "Then can our career path stop here?" Will our common revolution with you and your new life be forcibly interrupted here by the reactionary forces? ”

"Can't!" The villagers, who had been influenced by Wu Ditan and Zhao Jiayin's thoughts for a long time, answered categorically and instantly cut off the hesitation and suspicion that had spread all over the crowd, of course, only such an answer could satisfy Wu Ditan.

"Comrades, I am very pleased to hear your resolute revolutionary statements, and I am very pleased to be a member of the revolutionary masses. As for whether we should choose to resolutely resist the war, or succumb to temporary force and go into the mountains and forests, this matter will be discussed at the temporary general meeting of the members tonight, and I ask you to tell you enthusiastically when you return. ”

After putting his hands in front of his waist and calmly explaining his business, Wu Ditan took a deep breath - I saw that he suddenly raised his left hand, clenched his fists in the air, and rushed forward with all his strength, while trying his best to shout:

"Long live the Anerji Village Production Cooperative!"

Enthusiasm was instantly ignited among the villagers, who already looked like a pile of dead ashes. They followed the example of their leader, raised their fists, and raised their arms and shouted:

"Long live the Anerji Village Production Cooperative!"

"Long live the great communist experiment!"

After a frenetic ritual, the crowd gradually dispersed. In the midst of the crowd that was constantly peeling off like the skin of an onion, standing still was Wu Ditan, the revolutionary leader of Na'anji Village.

It's not often that happens. Usually at this time, Wu Ditan would always step off the podium under the gaze of the crowd, or close the door and then disappear from the field of vision of the "revolutionary masses", leaving only a "revered" shadow.

Today, he squinted his eyes and stood in the middle of the crowd with his hands behind his back for a long time. Wu Ditan's move is not to "emphasize authority", nor is it to perform some godlike rituals, he is just waiting for someone.

He was already a little dissatisfied with the fact that Christine, the "agent" he had single-handedly supported, had grown his own brain. He needed an agent of Anerki who would keep him out of the way, and Christine was the best candidate for him at the time; But he just needs Christine to do things - or rather Christine to do things with his thoughts as the only direction.

A person can only have one brain, and if the cerebellum does not obey the information of the brain, but thinks alone, then the person's actions are tantamount to disorder. In Anji Village, Wu Ditan is this unique brain, and the Christian he supports is the cerebellum according to the brain's thoughts and actions, and the relationship between the two is irreversible in Wu Ditan's view - he should be the standard-bearer, helmsman, and core idea of the revolution, which was, is, and must be in the future!

If the cerebellum is self-aware, what is the use of the brain? The end result is that this doer kicks over the "brain" that restricts his "brain" with rules and regulations, and then replaces it - there are too many such precedents - and for Wu Ditan, who is about to limit and control the "cerebellum", the example of the brain in turn "overthrowing" the cerebellum is not uncommon in history.

Christine has already had his own hesitation under his orders, so behind the apparent hesitation, Christine must have more doubts and his own considerations - this is exactly what Wu Ditan has been worrying about when he has been tossing and turning.

He was hollowed out, lost the power to come into contact with the "revolutionary masses", and was placed under house arrest as a mascot and puppet of those in power, and truly "could not survive or die", and became a living dead...... Wu Ditan only had to think about everything that might happen for a moment, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat from his back, wetting his clothes like a waterfall.

His revolution, his power, was for the lofty ideals of mankind -- Wu Ditan thinks so, he has the obligation to lead mankind forward, but will this be a dictator who has ascended to power by elevating him? He didn't think so in his heart.

And now, in Christine, he sees the shadow of the dictator he once feared day and night. Wu Ditan, who was standing in the crowd, secretly clenched his fists: the general meeting of the members a few hours later was not only a night that decided the fate of Anerji Village, but also a moment when Christian was kicked over by him from the altar of the "artificial god"!