Outside Metro, red brick buildings are rising from the ground, these are scattered factories, and in the future, only steel factories and ordnance factories will remain in Meaux.

The distribution of residential villages was prescient at this time, and almost all of them revolved around these new factories.

These factories are also close to the river, and the reserved area for the construction of waterwheels is fully usable.

Since the foundation was laid, the construction site here has been in full swing.

Today, there was a rare stoppage, and all the construction workers stretched their necks at the moment and looked at the end of the Yan'an River.

All the industrial workers, all the students, all the residents along the river, also gathered here.

There was already a platoon of soldiers standing guard by the river, and one after another star tassel flags were arranged along the two banks.

More than a dozen students held small red flags in their hands, and one by one they were happily scribbling slogans.

These one-person-high red brick walls are the stage on which they wield.

With the help of a female classmate, Deng Yong wrote a line of words: Celebrate the triumphant return of the Chinese Army!

Although the writing is crooked, the female classmate holding the ladder is full of admiration with a capital letter.

"I'm going to write too! I'm going to write about it too! ”

As soon as Deng Yong came down, the female classmate grabbed the brush.

In desperation, he had to hold up the ladder and give up the next area to the female classmate.

It's just that when he looked up, his face turned red!

This female classmate was wearing a student uniform issued after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the girl's uniform was a skirt that was above the knee.

Although there are shorts inside, the faintly exposed silhouette reminds Deng Yong of the afternoon when he took a telescope to peep at people's baths.

In Daming, a woman must have clothes to cover her buttocks, that is, she can't let the outline of her buttocks be exposed, otherwise it will be immoral, which is equivalent to making people look at it!

But there is no such rule in Dongqin, this female classmate herself is indigenous, and she usually does not do much with Deng Yong.

After looking at it quietly for a while, the female classmate climbed down, and the huge ugly writing read: Long live His Majesty the Monarch of the Huaxia Kingdom!

"Whew, I knew I would have let you write! If this is seen by the triumphant Huaxia Army, they may be scolded, who wrote the word "monarch" so ugly! The female classmate returned the brush to Deng Yong in disappointment, and the two had some contact with their hands in the process.

Deng Yong coughed: "No...... It's okay, the soldiers are not very literate! ”

The female classmate gave him a blank look, and suddenly exclaimed: "Your face is so red, is it summer?" ”

As he spoke, he put his hand on his forehead, Deng Yong was stunned, and wanted to dodge but didn't.

"It's hot, so let's go to the shade and rest!" The female classmate immediately pulled him to the shade.

The students in the distance looked at the two of them, and they were all smiling sheepishly.

After a while, a boat appeared on the river, and soon a second and a third boat, like a string of threads.

The crowd waiting on both sides of the strait instantly erupted in cheers.

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! The Huaxia Army wins! Someone took the lead and shouted.

A cacophony of cheers erupted.

"Long live the Huaxia Army! Long live you! ”

"Long live equality, long live the Chinese nation!"

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The crowd was boiling with slogans, small flags waving everywhere, and shouting citizens everywhere.

The students' enthusiasm was even greater, and they raised their arms one by one and chanted, full of enthusiasm.

Deng Yong and the female classmate also rushed up, but unfortunately the crowd was squeezing towards the river, and after the two of them squeezed, they finally stepped forward, but the next moment, they were rushed together by a flow of people.

A soft feeling pressed against his chest, Deng Yong's expression froze, what a triumphant victory parade, completely stagnant in his mind at the moment.

He smirked, and the softness tugged back and forth with the crowd.

"You...... Are you okay! The female classmate was concerned again.

"Hey, hey!" Deng Yong said restlessly: "It's okay, it's not ...... Affair! ”

"Are you alright?"

"I didn't ...... Affair! ”

The female classmate rolled her eyes, suddenly felt the sound of her heartbeat coming from her chest, and immediately reacted when she looked at the posture of the two.

She smiled quietly, and deliberately squeezed.

The sound of his heartbeat became stronger and more powerful, and Deng Yong seemed to be drunk, and his brain was full of mush.

After a while, a small group of people began to sing the national anthem, not knowing that it was the enthusiastic student who took the lead.

The jubilant crowd was stunned by the singing, and even those present began to sing along.

“…… Singing about our dear motherland...... From now on, we will be prosperous and strong......"

The song resounded in the sky, and everyone's hearts were stirred up by this passionate song, and a kind of heartfelt enthusiasm and joy welled up in everyone's heart, and they didn't even know why they were so happy.

Some people in later generations have commented that why some historical periods seem to be full of light? At that time, there was a saying: The country is slowly rising like a cloud, and we are fortunate to be in it, when you look up at the clouds, you will see the blue sky, and you will feel radiant! When you only care about moving forward with a load, you can only bow your head and grit your teeth, and you can't see the blue sky, and you can't perceive the light!

At this moment, the people are witnessing the national situation and history. They are full of hope for themselves and their future, and believe that the king will give them a bright and prosperous world.

The soldiers on the ship were also extremely excited at the moment, and the welcome meeting had already been held once in Salt Harbor.

But this time, they realized what it means to be truly triumphant.

Li Yong sat in the bow of the boat, and his own class was sitting on the boat, for some reason, looking at everyone cheering for them, he actually wanted to cry a little!

This is in the Ming Kingdom, where can it get so much praise and respect?

He secretly said in his heart: "Fighting for these people, even if it is worth dying!" ”

Suddenly, he saw his brother also on the shore, shouting in his school uniform.

His brother also seemed to see him, and was busy pointing it out to his classmates.

Li Yong smiled and beckoned, as if the air was intoxicating, and he was full of indescribable joy.

"Squad leader, squad leader, can you let me go by myself later, my feet are all right!" The young soldier of the stumbling foot talked again.

"No, the battalion commander said, after a battle, there must always be wounded, so that the people can understand and cooperate with the propaganda! You're so injured, you'll have to lie on a stretcher later! Li Yong refused.

"But...... But squad leader, with so many people watching, maybe the village will spread something to me, and I can't go home immediately, in case they say that I am lame, how can I find a daughter-in-law? ”

"! If you're really lame, can you ignore you? Can the state leave you alone? ”

The young soldier lowered his head, sighed angrily, and shouted in his heart that he was unlucky! If it is seen by someone you like, it will be a shame!

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In the distance, Yan Zheng was standing on the fort, holding a telescope and looking at this picture, and he couldn't stop being excited.

Cohesion is not something that can be achieved in a single sentence, and a sense of common consciousness cannot be built in a day.

Today, these people, regardless of their status, can shout for victory, at least in terms of understanding, they have recognized the Huaxia Kingdom and the monarch Yan Zheng.

They also had a sense of involvement in this short war, and they understood from the beginning to the end why it was being waged.

Can the people make it, but they can't know it? How unconfident and nervous is this to have this kind of reason?

Yan Zheng is not a feudal monarch, he is only afraid that the people will not know, but he is afraid that the people are uneducated and cannot read his instructions.

"The people of China have always been the most sensible!" He sighed heartily.

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