158, Wen Fang, what do you think
I don't know when, the square is already crowded with people, and mobile phones are held everywhere to take records.
Qiu Wenfang's face was so cold that her face was super white, and she also squeezed out a smile and raised a selfie stick, patting herself, patting her surroundings, and patting Yanqing.
She felt that as long as there were many people, she became excited.
It doesn't matter what you see.
Even when the guard of honor came out of the ancient city gate from afar, she was full of tourist excitement, saying that it was similar to the handover of the guard ceremony she had seen anywhere else in Europe.
Yan Qing told her to shut up.
Because of course, he could hear Gai Qingyun talking about the significance of this flag-raising ceremony.
And the meaning of every word on that monument right in front of the flag-raising platform.
The people of the Northern Song Dynasty listened very carefully, because he grew up in the important town of the Daimyo Mansion since he was a child, so he naturally knew what it was like to be invaded by foreign enemies.
After Zhao'an, he followed Lu Junyi to fight on the anti-gold front.
What's more, he can clearly feel the emotional changes of the people around him.
Ordinary people gather in this square like a trickle.
At the beginning, they were obviously excited and curious with the demeanor of tourists like Qiu Wenfang, holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, and shouting loudly to convey their joy.
But as the honor guard got closer and closer, the whole crowd became more and more silent, and they only raised their mobile phones vigorously.
The voice became less and less, and the expression gradually became solemn.
Those faces that used to look extremely ordinary, even a little clumsy, and simple, slowly became dignified and upright.
Some people also involuntarily tidy up their clothes and try to stand upright.
Not quite used to it though.
Therefore, Qiu Wenfang's movements began to seem out of place, and Gai Qingyun wondered if she had been tasked with coming here to wreak havoc like this.
Yan Qing didn't mind what was really there, and stunted her with a knife in one hand.
But this guy only relied on his height and poked his neck to look around.
When the guard of honor lined up under the national flag stand, slogans, music, and the red flag fluttered.
No one led the attack, and suddenly they began to sing along.
And more and more voices continue to keep up.
Many people are clearly not used to this kind of public singing.
But involuntarily opened his voice.
Soon the audience involuntarily condensed into one, and songs were being sung everywhere.
The unity of the people, which could not be defeated, quickly echoed in this world.
It's not the first time Yan Qing has heard it.
He has won three Youth Games titles, three Tour titles, and he has stood on the podium and listened to this song.
There were not many people at the Youth Games, and there was no such atmosphere of response overseas.
So he hasn't resonated with it.
But at this moment, he kind of understood.
In fact, the common people of the Northern Song Dynasty did not have a very clear concept of the state, at most they were only based on the cognition of ethnic origin, the northern barbarians, and the Tatar alien races.
Anyway, it's all about the talent of the imperial power to change the dynasty, and it has nothing to do with ordinary grass mustard.
But the pain of the war he had experienced made him understand more deeply than anyone present what the difference is between a rich country and a strong people.
In particular, it is like waking up from a dream, struggling from the pain of internal and external troubles to the current accessibility.
Tianqiaoxing actually has an inexplicable feeling.
Gai Qingyun was also singing along, and the high school graduates knew very well what kind of feelings this was.
When the red flag flew in the sky above, everyone returned to the appearance of ordinary dust after solemnity.
Some saluted, some bowed, some took pictures and took pictures, and gradually dispersed.
Qiu Wenfang was a little surprised, and turned her head to look at the "tourists" around her, which were definitely different from the tourists she saw watching the changing of the guard ceremony at other scenic spots.
There is a palpable sense of baptism.
When I came, I was ordinary, but when I left, it was still so ordinary.
But it was as if his spine had straightened up, his eyes had brightened, and his steps had become much firmer.
The way he walked away was a little more confident.
Gai Qingyun also understood: "When you stand on that podium, you are not yourself, you are the same as this flagpole, responsible for raising the flag and letting everyone see it......"
Yan Qing: Hmm.
He understands better.
They were at war at that time, and the flag could not fall.
It is said that it is a team of 100 people, a group of 1,000 people, and a 10,000-person formation, but in fact, the more people there are, the more difficult it is to take care of.
Rushing to kill, except for the generals who rely on leading the troops to fight, they all rely on their usual training and trust in the banner to follow.
Wave the flag and charge!
It was a scene of flesh flying and strangling with the tip of a spear and blade.
Dare to follow the command and rush in without hesitation, it is definitely already an iron army.
Liang Shanbo is a bandit at best, and a slightly larger battle is really chaotic.
Guan Sheng and Qin Ming had a little bit of the ability to lead the troops, and they had a headache.
Looking around, the early morning from the night is not clear, now the sun is shining, everywhere is bright and magnificent.
Actually, these are all flags.
Understand this truth, and the night will be worth it.
smiled and turned to leave, and teased Gai Qingyun: "How can the flagpole tear clothes on the stage, what should I do?" ”
Gai Qingyun hurriedly said: "If you have a chance, Sister Song doesn't want you to be a star, if you show off as a star, maybe you don't have to tear it up and show it and spread it." ”
At this time, I heard the little spy in the back, digging hey, digging and grinning......
Yan Qinghu turned his head with a face, the assistant hurriedly smiled flatteringly, hurriedly collected things, and kept up with it piecemeal, what is the next tour project, do you have to see so many places of interest and historic sites around?
When the sun comes out and the temperature is high, she is not so cold, and the tender green slim down coat still sets off her beauty.
It's just that the behavior of dragging the family is too mismatched, and it has a very high degree of attention in the square, and it also enters the camera from time to time.
Yan Qing was indifferent: "I have to go back to training." ”
The assistant's face obviously flashed north, but he was still very professional.
When she returned to the car, she was already half paralyzed, but Yan Qing pushed her to drive: "Do you still want the boss to drive?" ”
The assistant had to work hard.
The morning rush hour from the city center to the Fifth Ring Road almost killed my sister.
This assistant's salary is too hard to earn.
When the boss got out of the car, he transferred 20,000 yuan of reserve money, and the reward in the casino was several thousand yuan, but now the difference is also big.
The assistant's pretty face was a little unbearable.
The difference in employment expectations is a bit wide.
Standby overtime, salary halved, out of pocket, and so physically tortured.
Rely on it, what a sin.
Yan Qing is still secretly having fun when he enters the training center, telling you to shout that you are looking for a job at a high price, so use you enough!
Then in the morning, he received that he was going to be punished, and he dared not return home at night during the Olympic training camp!
Immediately someone pushed him to be strict!
It is even worth it to kill the chickens and make an example, in order to clear the mental outlook of the entire team, to expel him from the national team, in exchange for the concentration of most people to prepare for the game!
Gai Qingyun was dumbfounded, is there such a desire to cover up.
Obviously fighting for selfish interests, or do you have to add high-sounding reasons at the expense of possible Olympic gold medals?
Ridiculous!
Yan Qing corrected him with a smile, this is called the crime of wanting to add no excuse.
But it has nothing to do with whether you want to work hard to compete and raise the flag.
Throughout history, which dynasty and which group, even Liangshan has this kind of thing all day long.
I will never be angry and ruthless because of this, and I will quit.
Because this is exactly falling into the trap of the traitor.
His mentality was not affected at all.
Only let Gai Qingyun contact Song Siyu and Qiu Wenfang for assignment.
On one side is a partner in the company, and on the other hand, an assistant who receives a salary, and so on.
Gai Qingyun is this?!
To be honest, from this moment, he deeply felt that he was still a child.
Theoretically, Yan Qing, who should only be more than ten years older than him, is really the Tianqiao Star who was killed from the pile of people who are deceitful and deceitful.
Including Song Siyu, who was born in a businessman's family, has matured too much.
Of course, the master's sister still has to take a few words, the master has a very good time with the little secretary in Pingjing, and I have to rub my ass bitterly when I wait for the yellow-faced mother-in-law.
If it's Yan Qing's dialogue, most of them will laugh at this ass and not the other ass.
Gai Qingyun would only quickly explain that it was really only more than a week ago, and it was the first time he met him on the street, and there were photos to prove it.
Song Siyu found that it seemed that he was really chatting with this guy on the Internet, and his tone was much softer.
How can there be that kind of ruthlessness that can throw her into the sky at every turn.
Hurry up and say a few words.
Soon, Yan Qing received an official notice from the management department at noon, and she had to talk and explain in the afternoon.
He wasn't in a hurry.
The battle was very large, and the leaders who did not travel or have a meeting were all present.
After all, the energy of the promoter is also great.
The drinking thing has already killed the knots, and if you don't fight for steamed buns, you have to work hard to push this hairy young man to stink for the sake of the right to speak in the future.
The small conference room was packed.
Yan Qing wanted to laugh again, it was really a thousand years later, and these scenes were still eternal.
There was no such an undercurrent collision in the Justice Hall, in fact, he was just the reason for the collision.
The old-timers had already retired, but they were hired back to be the head of the coach and took the lead in initiating criticism: "I have long said that strict discipline is the prerequisite for achievements, and such disorganized and empty-minded bad elements should be expelled from the training team, and we must be responsible to the people of the whole country......
The big hat clattered.
Many people also agreed with the matter, but remained silent.
After all, this is absolutely true, who let this kid make people grab the handle in less than 48 hours.
There are too many cases of tears in the sports industry.
After all, when people's hearts are scattered, the team is not easy to lead, and everyone understands it.
No one wants to go out with an undisciplined genius.
Who knows what could go wrong.
One of the secrets of being an official is not to seek merit but to be without fault.
Who told you to be wrong, you can explain it without results.
Yan Qingdu sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and looked at the impassioned speeches in front of her with a calm expression.
It's almost clear that the relationship between the opponents is clear.
In turn, his rather subtle calm attitude also made everyone see it.
With the exception of emotional speakers, almost always have some ideas.
Hey, does this young man have something to rely on?
There must be something strange about this.
(End of chapter)