"What's going on in the back, what are those guys shouting?" The noise behind the convoy attracted Liao's attention.

"I don't know, Deputy Head of Elong seems to be over there, right?" Zhao Gongming looked up.

Liao Mingyu also saw that Long Wenwen was over there and didn't know who to talk to, but looking at him, he seemed to be a little violent.

"Let's go over and see."

Liao Mingyu and Zhao Gongming walked over, only to see a young man discussing something with him, but Long Wenwen was angry with him at the moment.

Isn't this a little bookworm!? Liao Mingyu was taken aback, he didn't expect to meet him here.

The little bookworm was still arguing with the dragon article: "Our country is suffering, you just said that you are at war, I also believe in you, you have the courage to fight the Japanese." But I am also a Chinese, and I have the ability and obligation to do something for my country! ”

"......" Long Wen scratched his ears and cheeks, he didn't know what to say, this guy had more thoughts in his head than himself. But it's this kind of person that you don't say anything to him, he only recognizes the truth in his heart.

In fact, Long Wenwen still admires people like him in his heart, and admires his simplicity.

He regards his ideals and beliefs as more important than his own life, and he can throw everything he has for the obsession in his heart, maybe the people over there have this virtue.

But what's the use of saying this? If it's an ordinary person, forget it, just want to join the army. But who would dare to ask for someone like him?

Not only the Sichuan Army, but no one would be willing to accept him in any army except the north, and when he met the investigation bureau, he would be secretly arrested and then disappear silently.

This is no longer just a matter of willingness, this kind of problem that rises to the level of ideology is not good, everyone has to be affected by this guy.

"Sir, please give me a gun. I can live without clothes, but I need a gun! The little bookworm prayed again.

"Hiss..." Long Wenwen gritted his teeth and couldn't bear it anymore. He clenched his fists and walked over slowly, and the little bookworm thought he was going to beat him again, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Long Wenwen's face was complicated, and he put a handful on the shoulder of the little bookworm, thinking about whether to give this kid another time to make him retreat, but he looked at this immature face and felt a little unbearable.

At this time, Liao Mingyu, who came over, pulled him away.

"Young man," you just said you wanted to come to the army? Liao Mingyu asked.

"Tuanza?" The dragon article was taken aback. Liao Mingyu waved his hand and signaled him not to speak yet.

The officer who suddenly came looked younger, which gave the little bookworm hope again: "Yes sir, I think I'm in the right place, I want to be one of you!" ”

"Have you ever fought?" Liao Mingyu then asked.

"No... But I can learn, just like what we learn in books, and they will gradually enrich me and guide me along the way! The little bookworm said excitedly.

Liao Mingyu shook his head: "But I don't need people who are full of ideals here, I need doers, realists whose actions are greater than words." ”

"But there is nothing wrong with having ideals, there are already too many problems in this country, and if we don't find out the problems, even if we beat the Japanese, the country is still corrupt." The little bookworm replied stubbornly.

"You have too many ideas, those things are not what I should think about now, maybe I will in the future but not now." Liao Mingyu's expression gradually became serious, and he underestimated this guy's stubbornness:

"As soldiers, we only think about how to destroy the enemy and drive the aggressor away. Instead of shouting slogans with your mouth full, your ideals and beliefs kill the immortal little devils. ”

Hearing this, the little bookworm was a little disappointed, but he still argued and said: "You can only talk about war, and you soldiers will only talk about war!" I'm talking about problems, problems! ”

"The problem is not the flu bacteria, it is not brought about by the Japanese invasion, the problem is here, what is the problem, the problem is wrong, the wrong is wrong, and if it is not right, it must be changed!"

"Wait for the Japanese to give us an answer to the destruction of the country and the nation, but the problem is still there! It won't be beaten away by you along with the Japanese! ”

An impassioned scholar told the officers and soldiers of the Sichuan Army about his ideals and the future of the country in a roaring way.

The funny thing is that he has never been on the battlefield and doesn't even know how to use a gun. But he was full of enthusiasm to encourage the people in front of him, trying to make them understand his thoughts, but such an act was doomed to futility.

"Enough! Put away your illusory thoughts! Liao Mingyu suddenly shouted:

"If you just want to be a soldier then don't have so many problems, if you want to save the country in your way, then you shouldn't come here!"

The little bookworm looked at him in surprise, and for a moment did not know how to answer.

Liao Mingyu took a soldier's rifle and said to him in a sonorous voice:

"You said you want a gun, I can give it to you, but you have to temporarily put aside those naivety in your heart and be a good soldier for me, and talk to me about your problems after you drive the little devil out of Huaxia!"

"If you don't want to, then please leave, my troops are not suitable for you now, you can choose what to do."

After speaking, Liao Mingyu threw the rifle on the ground and stared at him with a cold gaze.

Let yourself choose? The little bookworm looked at the coveted gun on the ground, but his head shook slightly, and there was no hesitation in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to force my ideas on you, I just thought that we young people could exchange things we like each other. But you don't seem to have anything I like. ”

The little bookworm bowed deeply to Liao Mingyu: "Thank you for your teaching, thank you very much." ”

He picked up his schoolbag again and smiled brightly: "I will continue to pursue my ideals, and I believe that one day I can find that land of faith." ”

The little bookworm is still gone, his immature little body with stubborn stubbornness, and tells everyone with his behavior: What does it matter if you are looked down upon? Proudly towards the ideal in your heart, stride forward, and be your own hero.

Liao Mingyu sighed slowly, this tragic character is destined to be like this.

His innocence is indeed not suitable for this army. Isn't it a pity to force him away and let him chase after him with full of blood?

"Tuanza, this kid is really... Maybe this time, he will understand that this world is not as simple as he thought. Long Wen looked at the back with complexity and some pity.

"No, that kind of person will not easily give up the chase in his heart. For him, fighting for his ideals, even if it is death, is a kind of happiness. Liao Mingyu chuckled.

In fact, there are many people in this world who will swear impassionedly in front of people like little bookworms, and they are sure that they have a bright future.

It's just that with the torture of time, the edges and corners of his body have gradually faded, and he has not yet developed the heroism of a little bookworm, but has formed a habit of depravity.

Step by step towards the road that runs counter to the ideal, some people have forgotten their original intentions, some people have forgotten the way back, and some people have thoughts but dare not continue to move forward, always wanting to be a hero in their hearts, but in fact they have become timid nerds.

The sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on that figure, which seemed so lonely and resolute.

Liao Mingyu watched silently, the tenacity of the little bookworm really impressed him, maybe he would meet him again soon......

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