Chapter 157 He's Coming
Luo Jiu asked hurriedly: "Didn't you say anything?"
Chen Zhi said: "She said you will know when you go there."
Luo Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. Cheng Yaoyao was intentionally keeping the secret, so it must not be a bad thing.
She led her people directly to Hongdao Port. As soon as she got off the car, Feng Qi and Cheng Yaoyao came over immediately, "We've been waiting for you. The time is just right, not too early or too late."
Luo Jiu: "What are you waiting for me to do?"
Cheng Yaoyao pointed at several ships on the sea not far away and said, "Look over there!"
Luo Jiu looked over and saw a red flag flying high on the boat. The people on the boat were waving their arms vigorously. As the boat got closer, she finally realized that they were familiar faces.
International students are back!
When the ship arrived at the port, the students rushed out excitedly and hugged them one by one.
The reporters present at the scene kept pressing the shutter button to capture one moving scene after another.
Luo Jiu's eyes suddenly turned red. The young female student pulled her hand and said, "Teacher, why are your eyes as red as Fu Bao's? Are you afraid that we won't come back?"
Luo Jiu said with a sour nose: "Since I asked Sister Lu to notify you to come back that day, I have never asked about this matter again.
First, I'm afraid that you will think I'm being too long-winded, and second, I'm afraid that some people have already had other ideas. I really don't want to force anyone.
You must have had a lot of difficulty adapting to the fact that you have returned from an advanced and prosperous country to this still poor and dilapidated land.
Wealth and honor are so attractive, I am really afraid that you will not come back."
The student said: "When we went to the West, we knew the strategy of strengthening our motherland and we wanted nothing else.
We are the people who shoulder the future of our country and seek to learn the science of foreigners.
Didn’t I travel 70,000 miles away from my motherland just for today?
You said a long time ago that you would create a space for us to build this country to our heart's content.
You have now opened up the world, and we have returned.
I wish to devote all I have learned and all my passion to this land.
From now on, whether it is suffering or joy, whether it is sweat or blood, we should have no regrets and will not stop until we die."
These words made Luo Jiu shed tears, and she wiped them away hastily, "Okay, let us sacrifice our lives and shed our blood together to create a new world."
Cheng Yaoyao smiled and said, "Let's take a photo together. Minister Zhou of the Ministry of Culture said that this scene should be included in next year's history textbook."
It’s not easy to take a group photo of hundreds of people.
Three people stood in the middle, some were lying and squatting in front, and some were standing and hanging on the boat in the back. The reporters retreated again and again, constantly looking for a position.
Cheng Yaoyao: "It's a pity that Jialing is not here."
Feng Qi: "Leave a spot for her and photoshop her in later."
Luo Jiu was shocked. "There are thousands of people watching. Do you want them to look back and wonder if there's something wrong with their eyes? Besides, reporters don't use mobile phones to take pictures. Can film be photoshopped?"
Feng Qi's eyes rolled, "I have an idea."
She rushed out of the crowd and rushed back in the blink of an eye, "Use this, this represents Jialing."
Luo Jiu took a deep breath. Feng Qi’s train of thought always shocked her.
So, the three of them held a hanging "clock" and took a historic photo with more than 700 international students.
These more than 700 talents will be assigned to various departments of the new government according to their majors, and will be invested in the construction of various fields, making great contributions to the blank fields in our country.
At the same time, Zhong Jialing entered a family in Xiang Province, "Auntie, where is your son?"
The old woman looked at the uninvited guest and said, "He's not home."
Zhong Jialing: "If he's not at home, then where is he? You have to give me a place. I have something urgent to discuss with him."
The old woman gave her a sidelong glance and said, "He's gone to join the army."
Zhong Jialing was struck by a bolt from the blue, thinking: We have messed up history, and have we sent a great man to the enemy camp? Is history not going to take revenge on us like this?
She asked timidly, "Excuse me, which army did he join?"
"The National Salvation Army. He followed the National Salvation Army to fight the foreign devils. But there has been no news for some time. I wonder how he is doing."
Zhong Jialing's heart skipped a beat again. She immediately opened the pension list and looked through it one by one. She was so scared that she broke out in a sweat. Fortunately, she didn't find the name she was afraid to see.
She quickly called Luo Jiu and told him, "The man is in our army, go find him quickly, but make sure nothing goes wrong."
Luo Jiu was also very scared. Fortunately, there were not many casualties in the recent battles, otherwise it would be a waste of time and effort to hurt the enemy for this little piece of territory.
The people are already in the army, but the National Salvation Army has recently expanded to 600,000. Where can we find so many people?
Ever since the news of Chen Liguo's name change was reported in the newspapers, many people have changed their names to something like Jiefang, Shengli, etc. I really don't know what his name will be.
She was about to make a phone call and ask the divisions to dig deep to help find someone, when Chen Zhi suddenly came in and said, "Commander, the last batch of people in the political commissar training class have arrived. The political commissar of the 17th Division has written an outline for the ideological construction of the troops and wants to hand it to you personally."
Luo Jiu: "I have something important to deal with now, I don't have time..."
She was about to refuse, but then she changed her mind and decided that a few minutes wouldn't matter. "Forget it, let him in."
But when the person came in, Luo Jiu was immediately dumbfounded. This was really a case of searching for something without any effort.
Luo Jiu stared at him blankly for several seconds, and finally controlled his excitement, trying to calmly say: "The 17th Division is stationed in Cangzhou, right?"
"Commander, it is Cangzhou."
"You are the political commissar. Didn't you meet Commander Feng when we fought in Cangzhou?"
"Yes, Commander Feng said I looked like someone. She asked me what my name was, and I said my name was Quansheng. She said that was fine."
Luo Jiu held his forehead with his hand, "Quansheng is your alias, right?"
"Yes, Commander. Doesn't our army allow pseudonyms? By the way, this is the outline of ideological construction I wrote. Please give me your guidance."
Luo Jiu took it with both hands and muttered, "How can I be qualified to guide you?"
Comrade Quansheng: "Commander, what did you say?"
"I said I'll take a look at it slowly, you go and rest first. No, no, no, don't rest yet, I'll let Director Shen arrange a separate residence for you."
Comrade Quan Sheng was stunned. "Commander, our political commissars who are undergoing training have already been arranged to live in the barracks."
Luo Jiu said: "Others can do it, but you can't. You...I have to read what you wrote, and I can discuss it with you anytime after reading it. You live with others and will disturb their rest."
She quickly asked Chen Zhi to arrange an independent courtyard, “By the way, Comrade Quan Sheng, judging from your accent, you are from Hunan Province. Is there anything you are not used to in terms of food?
If you have any requests, feel free to ask. If you want to eat something like braised pork, we can ask the kitchen staff to make it for you."
The young comrade Quan Sheng was stunned when he heard this. He hurriedly said, "Report to the commander. I request the same treatment as everyone else, without any special treatment."
"Okay, okay," Luo Jiu smiled, "Then you go first."
As Comrade Quansheng walked out of the door, he ran into Feng Qi head-on.
The two greeted each other, and Feng Qi came in with a smile, "Did you see that? There really are people in this world who look so alike, exactly the same, except for their names."
Luo Jiu rolled his eyes, "Then have you ever thought that the name is fake and he is that person?"
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