As soon as Yu Ying finished speaking, Jiang Wencheng kicked Jiang Yiliu under the table, with an excited look on his face, and kept blinking at him, suggesting that he should quickly agree. There were so many students in Huaqing who wanted to join the Literature Club but couldn't. Now that he had such a good opportunity, he certainly shouldn't refuse. At least in Jiang Wencheng's opinion, if he were Jiang Yiliu, he would immediately agree.
Nowadays, those who can be admitted to Huaqing among hundreds of thousands of people are not stupid, especially in the Jiang family. Although Jiang's father and mother always treat him like a child, Jiang Wencheng, who has been influenced by the environment, is definitely not simple. At least the children of Huaqing now have great ambitions for the future.
After finally squeezing through thousands of people, who would be willing to just barely get enough food and clothing and spend their life in mediocrity?
The literary club is that shortcut.
During the short few days that Jiang Yi stayed in school, he heard a lot of legends about the Literature Society. As the most strict society in recruiting members at Huaqing, it had extremely high requirements for students' talents, family background, and moral character. Those who could enter the Literature Society were all the best in the college.
Except for a few alumni, almost all the college students in the 1970s, especially those from institutions like Huaqing, became political celebrities or business tycoons in later generations. Not to mention the famous people in school, those with superior IQ and EQ, who can arrange their lives perfectly no matter when and where.
If you join a literary club, it is a great place to build your network.
However, Jiang Yilu was still hesitant. After all, except for their class, the previous three classes were all workers, peasants and soldiers who were elected by the masses. The current juniors and seniors had all experienced the most chaotic era, and during that era, some of them might have been active perpetrators of violence.
Although politics is beginning to return to normal, the impact those years had on them cannot be underestimated.
From what Jiang Yilu had understood these days, things in the literature club seemed to be not peaceful.
The vice president of the literature club was named Lei Ming, which was not a common surname. Lei Ming's father was a famous rebel in those years. He criticized hundreds of professors, doctors, and politicians. With his ability to read people's eyes and flatter them, he was promoted from an ordinary government official to the secretary of the county magistrate, a member of the municipal standing committee, and then to the deputy mayor.
Lei Ming inherited his father's character very well. When he was in middle school, he gathered a group of supporters of the same age and held parades in the school and on the streets. During the most intense period of the Cultural Revolution, he took a group of students to the capital by train. Because of his "enthusiasm and enthusiasm", he was received by the Chairman as a student representative. This is also what Lei Ming is most proud of.
Lei Ming's father had a very high political acumen. Before the fall of the Gang of Four, he had already thought of his own way out. With the wealth he had accumulated in those years, he hooked up with an old leader. In addition, the things he did in those years were normal in that era. Not only did he not receive any criticism or punishment, but he was promoted to the mayor of their city.
Lei Ming and Yu Ying are both members of the literature club. As children from two completely different families, conflicts between them existed from the very beginning.
Yu Ying hated Lei Ming's family because of her father, and as the president's rival, Lei Ming also disliked the woman who always outshined him. In his opinion, a woman should take care of her husband and children like his mother, and a woman as competitive as Yu Ying deserved that her husband couldn't stand her.
At the beginning of the competition, Lei Ming still had a slight advantage, after all, Yu Ying's father was her weakness, but when the election reached a white-hot stage, Yu Ying's father was vindicated. The original disadvantage was gone, and the fight between the two ended with Yu Ying's victory. Lei Ming defeated her by a narrow margin and became the vice president. Now the literary club is divided between the two of them, and the other members are basically divided into two factions, each with their own supporters. The two sides are evenly matched and neither can suppress the other.
If Jiang Yiliu accepted Yu Ying's invitation today, it would mean that he would automatically stand on Yu Ying's side, and he would naturally be entangled in countless troubles in the future. Even though he looked down on Lei Ming, he didn't want to provoke a person who had been rooted in Huaqing for a long time when he was still young.
Jiang Yilu just wanted to spend his four years in college quietly and didn't want to be involved in such a complicated relationship.
"Student Jiang can think about it carefully. He doesn't have to rush into making a decision." Yu Ying saw the hesitation in Jiang Yilu's eyes. In her opinion, Jiang Yilu was still too young. Some things might take some time to think through.
Since the other party said so, Jiang Yilu naturally gave both parties a way out. He shook hands with Yu Ying in a friendly manner, exchanged a few words, and watched her leave.
"Why don't you agree to such a good thing?"
Jiang Wencheng patted Jiang Yiliu's shoulder and pretended to look aggrieved: "Oh, it's a pity that Senior Yu didn't invite me, otherwise I would have agreed."
"Sister Wenxue is from the Literature Club!" Jiang Wencheng said with a little longing.
The literary sister mentioned by Jiang Wencheng is the most beautiful girl in Huaqing. She is not only beautiful, but also has extraordinary literary talent. Her articles can often be seen in the Huaqing school newspaper. It can be said that she is the dream lover of most men in Huaqing.
"Senior Yu hasn't gone far yet, you can go and introduce yourself to her."
Jiang Yilu ignored his chatter and ate the cold spicy and sour fish slices leisurely.
As expected, the fish fillet tasted bad after being cooled down, and it even tasted a bit fishy. I must eat it while it's hot next time. Jiang Yilu thought to himself, but he still ate the fish fillet on the plate silently.
Jiang Wencheng was choked by Jiang Yiliu's words and couldn't help rolling his eyes: "It's you that she likes, not me." After saying that, he touched his face in confusion: "It doesn't make sense. I thought I played well just now, but look how angry that Fu guy is. Is it because I'm not handsome enough?"
Jiang Wencheng was admiring himself, but the other three people didn't bother to pay any attention to him and just kept eating the food in front of them.
******
"Xiaobao, you have to go somewhere with me today."
Jiang Yilu received a notice from the dormitory manager downstairs and hurried downstairs to the dormitory. It was a call from Grandpa Bai.
"Remember, dress neatly and look smart."
Bai Fangqiu's call was a bit urgent. After saying that he would pick him up at the gate of their school in half an hour, he hung up the phone in a hurry. Jiang Yilu was full of doubts, which he kept to himself.
"Who is looking for you?"
Wang Nan asked curiously. He was the oldest and naturally became the dormitory leader. Wang Nan was a serious and responsible elder brother, sometimes too serious, always trying to find out the whereabouts of each roommate to prevent them from being unable to find anyone when they needed help.
Jiang Yiliu didn't know where he was going, so he said something casually: "I'm just going to Grandpa Bai's house. I have something to do."
Everyone in the dormitory knew that Jiang Yilu had a godfather who was a native of the capital. For the past few days, he had been living in that godfather's house.
There happened to be no classes at school today, so Jiang Yilu simply took a washbasin to take a shower, changed into a brand new shirt and trousers, and put some lotion on his face. He left under the puzzled eyes of several roommates.
Jiang Yiluo waited at the school gate for five or six minutes, and a black Hongqi sedan appeared in his sight. The car window rolled down, and Bai Fangqiu waved at Jiang Yiluo from inside the car.
As the director of the Capital People's Hospital, Bai Fangqiu's rank is not low. In theory, he should be able to enjoy the treatment of being picked up by a special car. However, he is obviously not used to this treatment. Except for the day they just arrived in the capital, when Grandpa Bai called a special car to pick him up, Bai Fangqiu has always taken the bus or walked to work. Today is the second time he has seen Grandpa Bai get in his special car.
It seemed that the place they were going to today was not an ordinary place. This made Jiang Yiliu even more curious.
Not long after he got in the car, a figure walked out from behind a big tree not far away and stared at the license plate in deep thought for a long time.
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The car drove for a long time, about fifty minutes later, and arrived at a heavily guarded compound.
There were more than a dozen armed guards at the gate, and the gate of the compound was surrounded by a tight iron gate. When the vehicle entered, it was required to open the door for inspection. However, the other party seemed to be very familiar with Grandpa Bai. After seeing Grandpa Bai's face, he briefly checked it and opened the door to let it pass.
When entering, there was a small guard post every 10 steps and a large guard post every 100 steps, and there were also patrolling guards along the way. All of them told Jiang Yilu that the person living here was not an ordinary person.
"Don't be nervous, relax."
Bai Fangqiu patted Jiang Yilu's shoulder. It was the first time for him to see such a situation, and even the smartest child would get nervous.
"The old chief wants to meet you. Over the years, he has always remembered your grandfather's life-saving grace to him. You don't have to panic. Just treat him as an ordinary old man."
The term "old chief" appears too often in the Jiang family. Even the people in Qingshan Village cannot avoid this term when talking about the Jiang family. To be honest, Jiang Yilu has always felt that the old chief is far away from him, and he has never thought about taking advantage of his grandfather's kindness to curry favor with him. Therefore, he has never asked who the old chief mentioned by his grandfather is.
Jiang Yilu originally thought that this old chief might live in his own family's conversations for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect that today, he would go to meet his grandfather's former superior.
The car drove past a row of gray-walled and green-tiled houses until it stopped in front of an independent small courtyard.
"We're here, come on down."
Bai Fangqiu opened the car door first and walked down, waving to Jiang Yilu. Jiang Yilu took a deep breath and then got out of the car.
There were two guards guarding the entrance to the courtyard. Even though they were very familiar with Bai Fangqiu, they still checked the clothes of several people as a routine matter to prevent them from carrying sharp weapons or firearms.
In this life, Jiang Yiliu has gotten used to the male body. Except for the lack of soft breasts and the extra two pounds of flesh in the lower body, there is actually no difference. Now, taking a bath in the bathroom with a group of big men who pick their feet, they are no longer uncomfortable with each other being frank.
But being carefully touched all over his body from top to bottom by a man still made him frown slightly.
After the search, one of the guards led them inside.
At the entrance is a small elegantly decorated garden with lush and flourishing flowers, plants and trees. Several peach trees are in bloom, a sea of pink that is very eye-catching.
"Chief!"
The guard walked to a corner of the yard, saluted an old man who was squatting in the yard and trimming branches, then turned and left.
“You’re here!”
The old man who was originally squatting on the ground slowly stood up, took off the hat he was using to protect his sun from the sun, revealing his gray hair and wrinkled face, and smiled kindly at Jiang Yilu.
It's him! Jiang Yilu suppressed the rapidly surging adrenaline. He didn't expect that the person his grandfather saved on the battlefield was actually this old man.
Then there is a reasonable explanation for the layers of guards in front.
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