Chapter 472 Central Meeting
The two spent a day strolling around Liulichang.
In order to buy books, Lin Anan went to the bank twice to withdraw money, and returned with a full load.
The books were heavy and inconvenient for her to carry, so she asked the hotel staff to help her send them back to the Northwest via a special line.
Li Ran smacked his lips, "An An, you don't spend money like this. I know you and Captain Chu have high salaries, but you have a big family to support!"
Lin Anan knew that she meant well and patted her hands, "It's okay, these are all my own royalties saved, just to buy myself something I like."
Hearing her say this, Li Ran nodded in agreement, "You intellectuals...are really literary idiots."
Lin Anan smiled and shook her head. She didn't want to explain too much, so she changed the subject. "Tomorrow is the central meeting. Are you nervous?"
It would have been fine if she hadn't said it. But when she said it, Li Ranke got so nervous that he subconsciously spoke in English when he spoke again. "Let's practice some more. I'm afraid I'll fall behind."
"Don't be afraid! Our main task tomorrow is to study and take notes. The day after tomorrow will be our main event."
"Yes, I know."
After dinner, Commander Zheng called everyone to an emergency meeting.
It's not for anything else, just to encourage morale.
August 24, 1976.
The Central Conference of the Central Committee of the Chinese Republic was held in the Great Hall of the People.
The golden morning light swept across the white marble railings of the Great Hall of the People, welcoming the arrival of each leader and representative.
Lin Anan looked up at the solemn national emblem, her heartbeat becoming clearer with the sound of footsteps on the stone steps.
The vermilion door was slowly pushed open, and the guards in military uniform stood straight like poplars, and the rifles in their hands made people squint.
Lin Anan took a deep breath and followed Commander Zheng into this hall that symbolizes the country's highest power.
As you step into the auditorium that seats 10,000 people, the red five-pointed star in the center of the dome is dazzling, and the golden sunflower patterns surrounding it bloom layer by layer, just like the light emitted by the sun.
The long tables arranged in a circle stretch out into the distance. The maroon tabletops have been wiped so clean that they can reflect people's shadows. In front of each seat are neatly placed gold-stamped folders, red-painted pencils and enamel cups printed with the national emblem.
The air is filled with the scent of rice paper and ink, so heavy that one can almost touch the weight of history.
"Please sit down." Commander Zheng led his men to the seats reserved for Northwest Military Region personnel.
As soon as you look up, you can see the slogan "Long live the great, glorious, and correct Chinese Communist Organization" on the opposite wall. The large gold-plated characters shine brightly under the ceiling light.
Li Ran was not only curious now, but also so nervous that his palms were sweating!
Lin Anan patted her hands gently to show encouragement.
At nine o'clock, the bell rang on time.
When the host announced the start of the meeting, Lin Anan's pen immediately flew on her notebook.
She had a lot to memorize today, which was related to Northwest military resources and diplomatic conferences. Every time she memorized more, it would become her "grasp".
The air conditioner in the conference hall made a slight hum, which intertwined with the voices of the speakers to form a special rhythm.
Her eyes were fixed on Commander Zheng. He was wearing a straight uniform and looked as steady as a rock, like a pillar that stabilized the sea for everyone.
When discussing industrial construction issues involving professional terms such as "automated production line" and "precision instrument manufacturing", Lin Anan switched to English mode almost without thinking, and his recording was as fluent as breathing.
Halftime break.
The waiter pushed a stainless steel dining cart through the crowd, refilling jasmine tea for everyone.
Lin Anan held an enamel cup with the national emblem printed on it. Amidst the steam, she looked at the people around her.
Suddenly I remembered what Chu Mingzhou said: "It doesn't matter whether the sacrifice is worth it or not. What we are guarding is not only a piece of land, but also a life where the people can live in peace."
She is still insignificant, but the predecessors around her are all pillars of the country.
Only with the dedication and hard work of these people can we achieve true peace of mind.
The Northwest Military Region guards one side, and so do the others.
After a short break, the meeting entered the core agenda.
Lin Anan's military uniform on the back was soaked with sweat, but he was unaware of it.
When it came to the "Third Line Construction Strategic Layout", her writing speed became even faster. She recorded almost all the phrases that were prone to errors in multiple languages, and added explanations of the special meaning of the word in the Chinese context.
The setting sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Great Hall, casting long shadows on the ground.
The meeting is over.
Commander Zheng turned around and nodded to them, as if to put a perfect end to this silent battle.
"Let's go."
The moment I walked out of the Great Hall, the Tiananmen Tower lit up in the twilight.
Lin Anan's hand holding the document trembled slightly!
She now understood that this was not nervousness, but the pride in her blood.
Li Ran suddenly laughed and said, "An An, I feel like I've been gilded. I've suddenly become so powerful! Just like the red star on the top of the Great Hall - so bright and proud!"
Lin Anan quietly looked at the bustling crowd and the endless stream of bicycles in the square. The evening breeze blew through her pigtails, accompanied by the laughter of children in the distance.
She knew that these thousands of lights belonged to every Chinese citizen.
And their efforts today are precisely to protect this warmth and peace.
"There is still a lot for us to learn. Let's go."
"Okay~"
When she returned to the hotel, Lin Anan saw the foreign man again.
The man followed a middle-aged woman, nodding and bowing, very politely.
"This is Annie, the ambassador of country Y to China. She has royal blood from the country Y and is quite capable." The old guard beside Commander Zheng reminded in a low voice.
Lin Anan nodded quickly, "Okay."
Li Ran asked quietly: "Who is the man next to her?"
"Translator or assistant."
"Understood."
When the man looked up, he also saw Lin Anan and the other person. Just one glance and he frowned!
Commander Zheng noticed his gaze and glanced over at him.
The man froze! He immediately retracted his dissatisfied look and stood up straight with his head down.
Annie didn't know Commander Zheng, but she knew he was a big leader from his demeanor, so she came over to greet him politely.
She was graceful and smelled very good, her perfume mixed with the scent of irises.
It is a custom not to hit a smiling person. Now that they were in Kyoto, Commander Zheng's temper was naturally much better than usual. Even though he disliked the foreigners, he nodded politely.
Lin Anan stepped forward and accurately translated the two people's polite words.
When Annie heard Lin Anan's accent, she paused slightly and then praised her a few words.
The two sides just went through the motions and said goodbye after just a few words.
When turning around, Lin Anan felt a chill on her back, as if she was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
She knew it was that man.
I get angry when I think of the conflict scene last night!
Compared with his respectful attitude at this moment, the man's contemptuous smile and sarcastic words at that time were really two-faced.
Low level!
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