Chapter 52: Arriving in Hangzhou (Asking for Recommendation Votes)

It is not a new thing to worship foreign countries, and it is common even in later generations. This is the case with many so-called well-known and big V, but all China's achievements must be depreciated, and even if the Americans are a piece of Xiang, they must be licked.

In this era, China has been bullied by foreign powers for decades, and the phenomenon of admiring foreigners is even more serious.

Currying favor with foreigners and flattering foreigners is considered normal by many people, and even regarded as something that can only be done by capable people. By the time the Japanese invaders set foot on this land a few years later, they were already Chinese with backbone who only groveled, and there were countless traitors seeking glory and forgetting their ancestors.

Chinese in this era are also inferior, and in front of foreigners, they will always feel inferior.

Or in this era, in the face of the great powers, the whole nation was on its knees, and it was not until after the founding of New China that the Chinese really stood up.

It is precisely because of this that Chen Qiang and foreigners talk so equally that it will make people feel shocked.

He is just a coachman, the lowest level of society, in the face of the high-ranking "foreign adults", he is not timid, does not nod his head, does not show flattery, does not have the slightest grovel, all this, beyond everyone's cognition.

At least the most elite athletes in Shanghai gathered in this carriage have never seen such a confident Chinese as Chen Qiang!

As for Chen Qiang, he is happy to talk about sports with this British, and at the same time to learn about British sports in this era.

Things like culture and sports have always been borderless.

Chen Qiang followed the British gentleman to the first-class carriage.

This class car is very different from the second class car, it is luxuriously decorated, the seats are sofas, the floor is carpeted, and there is a special conductor who is responsible for serving tea and pouring water.

There were very few people in the first class, except for the English gentleman, only two foreigners, a man and a woman who seemed to be a husband and wife, and other than that, a Chinese man in a suit and shiny hair, who should be a businessman or comprador or other profession.

When the conductor saw a Chinese brought in by the British gentleman, he just looked at Chen Qiang twice, and did not ask more, after all, it was brought by a foreigner, and the conductor did not dare to offend.

After Chen Qiang sat down, he began to chat with the British gentleman in English, and the conductor no longer questioned Chen Qiang's identity at all, and was able to chat with foreigners so happily, nine times out of ten he was a friend of this foreigner, even if he didn't buy a ticket for a first-class car, he couldn't drive people away, and the foreigner's face still had to be given. And there are empty positions, and the conductor is not willing to touch the moldy head of foreigners.

The sofa in the first class car is indeed much more comfortable than the second class car.

In the era of the Republic of China, the third-class model was a hard wooden bench, which is equivalent to the current train hard seat; The second-class carriage is a padded seat, which is equivalent to the current train soft seat, but there is absolutely no soft seat comfort, and the first-class carriage is probably the business seat of the high-speed rail now, and the comfort of the sofa is not much worse than the high-speed rail business seat, and it is no problem to lie half-lying.

Mr. Ye Shengtao's "Mimosa" once described the first-class carriage as follows: "The chair is made of goose down, and as soon as you sit down, your body is tightly attached to you, and it is soft, holding you up." "Although the train was a little bumpy at that time, the spring of the sofa was enough to absorb the shock, except for the train noise, there was some big accidents, and it was really not tiring to take the first class to perform.

During the more than five hours of the trip, Chen Qiang sat in the first-class cabin, lying on the sofa drinking black tea, comfortably bragging to the British gentleman, while the other members of the Shanghai team did not have such a good treatment. Although there were cushions in the second-class carriages, the train at that time was too swaying, and it was quite tiring to sit for more than five hours.

Finally, the train arrived in Hangzhou.

Chen Qiang said goodbye to the English gentleman and stepped off the train.

The platform was very busy, especially the passengers in the third-class carriages, who were all kinds of people, swarming to get off the train.

I saw that some people began to wipe their faces, some people began to slap off the soot on their bodies, and more people looked like they were dusty.

The face is full of soot, which is the sequelae of riding in the third-class car.

Trains in this era were steam-driven and burned coal, so the closer to the front of the train, the more likely it was to be stained with soot.

So the people who came out of the third-class cars, they were all covered in soot, and the mouthwash was black.

In winter, the carriage is repositioned, with the first class car closest to the front and the third class car at the rear. In addition to providing power, the steam engine on the car also provides heating to the first and second class cars, and if it is too far away from the front of the car, the heating effect is not good. In order to make the people in the first class car a little warmer, it is necessary to bring the first class car close to the front of the train.

And you don't have to worry about coal ash in winter, the weather in winter is cold, in order to keep warm, so the windows of the carriage are closed, and the windows of the first-class carriage are sealed, even if it is close to the front of the car, the coal ash cannot float in at all.

And in the summer, the windows of the carriage are open, especially the third-class carriage, there are many people and crowded, when it is hot, the carriage is like a steamer, how can you stand it without opening the window, even if you can withstand the heat, but a car of people sweating, if it is not ventilated, the sour smell is enough to suffocate people.

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Straight to the point.

For this National Games, the Zhejiang Provincial Government and the Hangzhou Municipal Government have also made a lot of preparations, for example, the Hangzhou Municipal Government has arranged a special car to pick up the athletes at the railway station to go to the athletes' dormitory.

The spontaneous combustion of this car is not a rickshaw, but a bus. In this era, there are already buses in big cities, but the ride is expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to sit at all. In Shanghai, buses are mainly used by foreigners.

The Hangzhou municipal government found a bus to pick up the athletes, which can be regarded as a bloody investment.

Chen Qiang and his entourage were taken to the athletes' dormitory.

In order to host this National Games, the Preparatory Office of the Games requisitioned the regimental headquarters of the Third Regiment of the local security team as an office building, rested the barracks, and rushed to make more than 2,000 beds for the athletes to stay.

The barracks where the soldiers lived, naturally there would not be too good conditions, and now there are many scenic spots in the country, all of which retain the barracks at that time, and many of them are dark and damp small rooms.

Those athletes from rich families naturally complained about living here, and the living conditions were worse than their maid's room, so in the middle of the night, some people shouted that they wanted to find a hotel to live outside.

Chen Qiang is not picky about living conditions, for him who has lived in a slum thatched hut, it is good to have a shelter from the wind and rain and a bed to sleep in.

Besides, he didn't really sleep, although his body was sleeping, but his spiritual consciousness entered the training space, and sleeping was just a change of place for him to train.

As for eating, there is also a special athletes' canteen, with 100 square tables, enough for hundreds of people to eat at the same time, but there are not enough windows to pick up meals, and it is a bit slow to queue up for meals when there are more people.

In the evening of this day, Cheng Jinguan also came to Hangzhou from Suzhou and joined the Shanghai team.

The next day, Chen Qiang and his entourage came to the National Stadium to familiarize themselves with the competition venue.

The stadium was built and was originally planned to be completed at the end of 1929, but due to the continuous rain and snow in Hangzhou after the winter, the construction was delayed until February 1930. At this time, the stadium has not been officially named, and it will not be named the National Stadium until after the end of the National Games.

This national sports was built next to the Meidong High Bridge, and in the future, this place was transformed several times into the current Hangzhou Sports Center and Hangzhou Gymnasium.

"I can't imagine that the future Hangzhou Sports Center will be like this now!" Chen Qiang looked around curiously, and he was even more emotionally moved by the vicissitudes of life.

Chen Qiang was sighing here, but he saw that at the entrance, many people were gathered there, and many people were rushing towards that side.

Cheng Jinguan also hurriedly walked towards the entrance, and pulled Chen Qiang with him when he passed by.

Cheng Lao...... Uh, Cheng Jinguan, what the hell is going on over there. Chen Qiang almost blurted out the word "Cheng Lao".

"Let's go, let's go over, there is a very powerful athlete, that's my idol!" Cheng Jinguan said.

"Very powerful athlete, could it be Liu Changchun here!" Chen Qiang was slightly stunned, and then trotted all the way to keep up with Cheng Jinguan's pace.

When Chen Qiang was young in his previous life, Liu Changchun, the "first person in the Chinese Olympics", had passed away, so Chen Qiang had not seen Liu Changchun, but he had seen a lot of photos of Liu Changchun.

"At that time, they were all black and white photos with very scummy pixels, and the clarity was very average, I heard that Liu Changchun's real person looked a little similar to Liu Xiang, I don't know if it's true or fake."

Chen forced himself into the crowd, he wanted to see the true face of China's first Olympic person.

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