Originally, everyone in this recruitment office just came to have a good time, and the people who couldn't see anything in the back were squeezed like this, so they were not happy, and they made a fuss.

"Who, don't squeeze, hurry to reincarnate."

"Damn, whoever squeezes me again and beats you."

"Hey, big brother didn't squeeze you, hey, hey, big brother's subordinates are merciful, light."

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Originally, everyone was lined up in order, but as soon as a certain little man came, he ruined the order of the people. Although these are all college students, there are many people who have signed up for the army now. This group of people suddenly became a little lively, and you pushed me. The culprit was so grandly said to the front.

The registration desk was a young officer, with a few minions to help.

Zou Wenfang, who was more than 1.4 meters tall, stood in front of the table at the registration office and was just above his chest, and the young officers didn't notice him, and they were still watching the group of people scuffle.

Zou Wenfang raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes, "Sir, I want to sign up for the army." ”

The young officer, who was looking at it, was startled by the sudden palm, and jumped up from his chair with a "groan". When he saw the little kid in front of him, the young officer was furious and said unceremoniously: "Why do you want you to be a little kid in the war?" Drag your feet? Hurry up and get out, or Lao Tzu will beat you, do you believe it or not? ”

Zou Wenfang didn't flinch, and looked back at his vicious eyes, "Why don't you accept me?" The rise and fall of the famous clan is the responsibility of the husband, why can't I join the army? You're clearly looking down on people. ”

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu just looking down on you? What do you want? The man nudged Zou Wenfang, and said arrogantly: "Ma Dan, it's not that no one has joined the army, why do you want you to be a child?" Can't you see so many people in the back? I'm looking for a college student, why do you want you to be a little kid who doesn't know anything, go away, I'll really beat you up if you don't go away. ”

Zou Wenfang was gently pushed, and his small body took a few steps back, sighing and muttering to himself: "Alas, I'm still too weak, if I have my father's skills, I won't be bullied." ”

Zou Wenfang didn't dwell on it and walked away with interest. The group of people who were originally in chaos will also be quiet, they all saw this little kid who came to join the army, and now they are even more igniting the fire in their hearts.

"You see, even the little kids know that they have joined the army, and we big men can't be underestimated. I want to sign up, I want to join the army. ”

"That is, the rise and fall of any nation is the responsibility of the husband, and we are all high-achieving students, and we are brave and brave. Didn't we just want to serve the country by strengthening our bodies and studying hard? ”

"This brother said well, are we no better than a child? Let's hurry up and sign up together. ”

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For a while, some people who were still watching were also infected, and the blood in their hearts burned. However, Zou Wenfang didn't notice this, he had already lowered his head and left.

Chen Shilian's poetry club activities are almost underway. She finally found a chance to talk to the female gentleman about her acquaintance, and she made a good friend.

It turned out that this female gentleman's name was Shen Zudi, and she came from Nanjing to escape the war. Now she is a lecturer at Jinling University in Rongcheng, as well as at other schools here in Huaxiba. In Huaxiba, no one doesn't know her name as Ziman, a female lyricist of the Republic of China.

In the end, Chen Shilian got a small poem from the female lyricist:

"Don't"

I came softly and quietly

Like a leaf of duckweed floating on the surface of the water

I left softly again

A fresh breeze blew in the forest

If you think of me, you will think of me

Like a star on a summer night

If you love and forget, you will forget me

Like forgetting a spring dream

Chen Shilian held the rice paper in her hand, stared at each word and looked, looked and looked, and looked at it, and she was so happy in her heart. To meet this sister, who was seven or eight years older than her, she was already very happy. Now that she's got her Mobao, she's a little excited. Mr. Shen is like an idol, now that he is so close to her and has interacted with her, Chen Shilian is naturally very satisfied.

The other three girls really didn't worship this female gentleman so much, they just sighed about her literary brilliance, and they were not as obsessed with Chen Shilian as they were.

When they came back to their senses, they found that Zou Wenfang was gone.

At this moment, Zou Wenfang wandered aimlessly, and unconsciously arrived at the CD Wuhou Temple. A gust of cold wind blew, and Zou Wenfang shivered, feeling a little uncomfortable all over. Looking up, it was the three big characters of "Wuhou Temple", Zou Wenfang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he cheered up.

Two ancient banyan trees are screens, a pair of ancient lions are guarded, and a temple gate with vermilion cornices on the street. Entering the door is a courtyard, the courtyard is full of green trees, miscellaneous flowers are dazzling, a 50-meter-long Yongdao goes straight to the second gate, there is an ancient monument of the Tang Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty on both sides of the road. Behind the coolness of the green shade and the remoteness of the ancient monument is the sage of 1,700 years ago.

Zou Wenfang does not believe in gods and Buddhas, and has worshiped his parents, elders, teachers, ancestral ancestors, and then his daughter-in-law since he was a child. Other times the man has gold under his knees and never kneels. It was the same when he arrived at the Wuhou Temple, he didn't mean to bow down, and he didn't even have the idea of putting on a stick of incense.

Zou Wenfang entered the ancestral hall with awe and looked at the statue of Mr. Zhuge . I don't know if it's an eye problem, Zou Wenfang always felt that the statue of Wuhou was staring at him, and his uncomfortable feeling began to become more and more obvious. Zou Wenfang didn't dare to stay any longer, he always felt that this place was gloomy.

Zou Wenfang hastily took a look at Yue Fei's handwriting "Later Teacher's Table", and he didn't go to other places to wander around. Returning the same way, it wasn't until he got out of the temple gate that Zou Wenfang felt a little more relaxed.

By the time Zou Wenfang encountered a large army near Huaxi Dam, it was already past lunchtime. The four female comrades had all eaten, but Zou Wenfang was hungry. Who made him have a low status at home, and if he has no money to live on, he will naturally be hungry.

Zou Wenfang walked back to find them all the way, his steps became heavier and heavier, and he thought that he was hungry and had no strength.

Chen Shilian saw Zou Wenfang's sick look, and she didn't care if their relationship would be seen or not. Chen Shilian immediately stepped forward to support his small body that seemed to be weak, and asked with concern: "Scholar, what are you doing here?" ”

Zou Wenfang signaled to her to rest assured, "It's okay, I don't have any money on me, I'm about to starve." ”

Chen Shilian listened to his explanation, and also felt that after all, the gruel she drank for breakfast had missed her meal at noon, so it was strange that she was not hungry and fainted. She blamed: "Who let you run around, you deserve to starve to death." ”

Huang Qing and Wu Yanping next to him both looked at them suspiciously, and Sister Lian had never seen the way she blamed Zou Wenfang. Their eyes scrutinized back and forth between Zou Wenfang and Chen Shilian.

Chen Shilian soon noticed their curious gazes, and immediately calmed down again, pretending to be fine, and returned to a cold appearance.

Zou Wenfang barely managed to deal with this lunch, and he really had no appetite, but in the spirit of not wasting it, he still ate all the meals. After dinner, his forehead was covered with sweat, as if he had been in a battle. It was a little better than when he had just rushed back, but he didn't know what was going on, and his pace was getting heavier and heavier.