Chapter 158 Performance
The secretaries had only given him half an hour to meet with the delegates, but Xia Zhizhi wasted fifteen minutes on her own.
The people at the back were divided into three groups.
Some are screaming marmots, immersed in the excitement of meeting the leader, screaming like a marmot in their hearts but looking serious on the face, such as Xu Ruoyu.
The other part were the lemon spirits, who were timid and did not dare to go forward, secretly cursing her for showing off in their hearts.
There are also some people who are ambitious and possessed by the queen in the harem. Seeing that someone has taken the lead, they might as well follow suit and think about dividing the remaining fifteen minutes!
Each one was thinking in his mind how to start off with something that would astound everyone and get the old man to praise him.
The old man glanced at the delegation. Wu Qi was standing next to Xia Zhizhi, ready at all times. When the old man's gaze fell on him, he straightened his back and gave a very standard military salute.
The old man smiled and praised: "Young comrade, your military salute is very standard. Is there anyone in your family who has served in the army?"
Wu Qi said, "Yes, leader. My name is Wu Qi, and Commander Wu of the Northwest Military Region is my cousin."
They all have the surname Wu, are from the same village, and their ancestral tombs are buried on the same hill.
"Old Wu..." There was a look of nostalgia in the old man's eyes.
After caring for Wu Qi for a few words, he patted her on the shoulder and praised her, "You are worthy of being a family teacher. You must work harder and try to surpass your predecessors!"
"Follow the leader's instructions!" Wu Qi replied loudly.
A few minutes later, he decided not to chat with anyone. He looked at everyone and said, "Comrades, you came to Beijing to participate in the exchange. Although it is for the revolution, you have traveled a long way and it is hard work."
Everyone answered: "It's not hard. For the sake of revolution, we are not afraid of hardship and fatigue. It's what we should do!"
Ye Changan, who shared a room with Ah Ju, replied, "It is a bit hard."
He was standing closer to the front, and the old man also heard these words and looked at him with sharp eyes.
Ye Changan said, "I am from southern Hunan. I traveled three thousand miles north and took a train for four days and three nights. It would be a lie to say that it was not hard. But when I thought about the fact that I didn't have to walk and just sat on the train, I felt exhausted."
"What spirit did our ancestors have to complete the 25,000-mile Long March? I suddenly understood on the train that you asked us to go north and travel thousands of miles so that we could appreciate the spirit of our revolutionary predecessors who were not afraid of hardships and made selfless contributions!"
After hearing his remarks, and considering that he was from his hometown, the old man smiled and praised him a few words.
Seeing that time was running out and they had to take a car to meet the other millions of guards, the old man didn't ask any more questions. He spoke a few words of revolutionary instructions to everyone, and then everyone came forward to shake hands and take a group photo with the leader.
Xia Zhizhi stood on the leader's left side and, like the younger generation, held the old man's arm.
"You!" The old man turned his head to look at her.
She grinned with great teeth.
It doesn’t matter how many people are standing by, Ah Ju will definitely take a photo of just her and the leader!
After taking the group photo, he was escorted by the guards and drove around the city to meet with the guards.
Start from Tiananmen Square and go through Dongzhimen.
All units have received a notice that the leader will be holding meetings around the city today, but the specific time has not been announced. The streets are crowded with people, and even many local elderly people and children have come out.
Although we didn't know the exact time, everyone came out early in the morning and waited.
At the front of the convoy were several motorcycles leading the way. An old man wearing a military coat was standing in an open jeep. The car was driving very fast. The driver stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Those with poor eyesight could not see the people in the car clearly. They only felt a gust of wind blowing past.
The train slowed down a bit when crossing the railway, and the crowd immediately surrounded him, squeezing him so tightly that he couldn't move at all. He had no choice but to get off the train, and with the guards clearing the way, he took a detour to the fishing platform to rest.
Then we went to the airport for a meeting. There were also so many people and everyone was very excited. When the guards saw the car, they rushed over like waves. The guard car at the back was directly crushed and two soldiers were killed.
The weather in Beijing was getting colder. It was already choking enough for young people to stand outside for six or seven hours, let alone someone of his age. So after this incident, he no longer met with students.
After the meeting, the shoes, socks, watches, notebooks and pens that were squeezed out of Tiananmen Square were piled up in a mess.
Many people who have lost their shoes and socks go there to pick them up.
There are so many of them that you definitely won’t be able to find the ones that suit you. Just pick a pair that fits you and wear them.
Some clever ones would blatantly pick up expensive items such as watches and pens.
This is like the boxes at the entrances and exits of scenic spots that are used to store confiscated lighters.
There were all kinds of lighters inside, and every smoking man would be tempted by them. However, for the sake of face, just like a young lady getting into a sedan chair, they would pick one that could light a cigarette and leave, fearing that if they picked more, everyone would look down on them.
Only a few who were brave and ruthless mustered up the courage to grab a handful, stuffed them hastily in their pockets, and then walked away with their heads down.
Kong Lingqing sent them back to the guesthouse and said, "It will probably be a bit chaotic outside these two days. It's nothing serious, so you'd better not go to Dongzhimen."
Most people nodded, but some had other ideas.
Kong Lingqing didn't care. Her mission was successfully completed and she could hand it in. Without any mission to do, she was not their biological mother, so naturally she would not control them all the time.
Xia Zhizhi achieved her goal. Since it was very chaotic outside, she decided not to go to Tiananmen Square to join in the hustle and bustle.
She politely declined the delegation's enthusiastic desire to have an intimate exchange with her, and took Ah Ju directly to find Wang Liangsi.
Comrade Wang Liangsi is in good condition. As long as the diarrhea stops, he can eat something to fill his stomach, and have a good sleep, and he will be basically fine.
After all, he is young and can withstand the test.
When they passed by, Comrade Wang was eating cake on the bed.
When he saw them coming back, he asked, "How was the meeting?"
Xia Zhizhi nodded: "It's pretty good, very satisfactory."
She meant herself.
Ah Ju also nodded and returned the camera to him: "All the stuff is here, check it out. I also took a few rolls of film with Comrade Xia, so I won't give that to you. I'll give you some money instead."
Wang Liangsi asked: "How many rolls did you use?"
It’s okay if it’s half a roll or one roll, after all, he is just filling in for him.
Ah Ju said honestly, "Three volumes."
"How long have you been here in total? How could you use up so much?" Wang Liangsi was really surprised. It was just an hour, let's say, and 108 frames of film were used to take pictures of Xia Zhizhi alone. Add to that the group photo and the time spent changing film. That means the shutter was pressed every 20 seconds on average?
Ah Ju nodded confidently: "It can be used."
It is an excellent robot. It can adjust the light and focus in just one second. All you have to do is press the shutter button.
Fortunately, today's camera does not have a flash, otherwise the leader would have experienced the treatment of a girl group and his eyes would have been dazzled by the flash.