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Chapter 52 The cast of "The White-haired Girl" came to the door
Joining the party is different from being an official. It is a status symbol, which means that you will be the best and most representative advanced element in the ranks of the Communist Party in the future.To put it bluntly, a party member is a banner in the team and a navigation mark for all soldiers.

"If you refuse... then there will be a real problem... Sigh! It would be great if I wasn't a spy!" Mr. Qi, who had insomnia that night, was about to collapse.Lying on the kang and thinking about it, he had no choice but to make plans for his future, "How about... I run away quickly?" This thought flashed in his mind, and then he was dismissed.Because Mr. Qi is reluctant to part with the regiment leader, political commissar, and those comrades who care about him and love him.He knows better than anyone else what kind of virtue the Kuomintang is. If he wants to find this kind of brotherly love in the military, he probably won't be able to find it in his next life.

"Hey! Damn Kuomintang, what do you think you are doing in this world? Ah? It makes me unable to enter or retreat. Mom, what benefit does I get from doing things for you? I have to be scolded by you twice every day! Why didn't you collapse earlier?" Thinking of this, Mr. Qi was suddenly stunned.Cursing the party-state he has always been loyal to like this, is he still a military commander?Can you still be called a spy?Perhaps in the depths of his mind, he has long held grudges against the Kuomintang, but he doesn't know it, and he never dares to think about it.

"My God! Have I been reddened?"

For the Kuomintang, the word "redification" is no less than a scourge, and it is also the most taboo thing for every Kuomintang member. What does "redness" mean?In the eyes of the Kuomintang, once you are redified, it means that you are no longer a human being. Not only are you blue-faced and fangs, but you also have to let your wife sleep with someone else.

"Fuck the fuck!" Mr. Qi cursed in his heart: "Which Communist Party gave up their wives to others? Your KMT has done this a lot. How many of the wives of high officials have never slept with others? I thought Lao Tzu, the captain, did it for nothing, holding your braids in his hands!"

The body is the Kuomintang, and the heart is the Communist Party.A well-behaved Mr. Qi, his personality is about to split.

The next day, Lin Mu and Mr. Qi took the written application for joining the party and asked the little girl Bai Xu to revise it.

"That's right! Old Xu. Your writing can be said to be improving by leaps and bounds. What was it like before? Now, it can be said that the animals are thriving!" Bai Xu praised Lin Mu's application for joining the party. .

Lin Mu smiled modestly: "That's all taught by you, sir..."

Mr. Qi interrupted from the side: "Teacher Bai Xu, how do you look at mine?"

Bai Xu had no choice but to take Mr. Qi's application for joining the party, and while checking it, said: "Dear party... oh! You should use respect and love!" Picking up a red and blue pencil, circled the word "pro" and explained: " On serious occasions, you can't use 'dear' to show respect for the party! Do you think you are writing a love letter?" Speaking of the word "love letter", the little girl's cheeks flushed, and she looked so shy and charming. Mr. De Qi made a "swish", and the hormones in his body skyrocketed.

"...'The Communist Party of China is the vanguard of the Chinese working class and the faithful representative of the interests of the people of all ethnic groups in China...'Oh! Look at you How many words were written wrong? One, two, three, four, five... um! There are five, you can go up the mountain to fight tigers!" Bai Xu criticized.

"This..." Mr. Qi groaned for a long time, but didn't say it out. Could it be that he explained that he wrote these mistakes on purpose?
"'...I (volunteer) to join the Communist Party of China, and strictly require it as a member of the Communist Party...'Well! The word 'self' should be added here, otherwise, who do you strictly demand Huh?" The little girl Baixu educated.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Mr. Qi echoed.

"Hmm... I don't seem to have taught you the word for this wish..." Bai Xu asked suspiciously.

Mr. Qi hurriedly explained: "I asked someone to ask this, I asked..."

"Oh....'...dedicate...all your strength to the revolution and construction of China...' you should add 'yourself' between 'dedicate' and 'all', right? Otherwise, who are you going to dedicate to power?"

"Yeah...why didn't I think of that?" Mr. Qi scratched his head embarrassedly and said.

"'...struggle for the realization of communism for life...'" These words were read out word by word by the little girl Baixu pointing at her fingers.Fortunately, it's verbatim.

"Fight for the realization of communism for life!" Lin Mu also echoed from the side. He said it very solemnly, and raised his fist in his ear as he said it.It seems that the swearing-in ceremony for joining the party is in front of you.This is the most authentic monologue in his heart, without any false elements.Because all these are the most unforgettable memories he inherited from Zheng Yaoxian.

"Old Xu! Give me yours!"

Mr. Qi poked Lin Mu and said, "Put your hands down! It looks like that, that is, I know you, otherwise I really thought you had sworn to join the Communist Party!"

Only then did Lin Mu come to his senses, and handed the application for party membership to the little girl Bai Xu again.

After handing back the two revised drafts to Lin Mu and Mr. Qi, the little girl winked at them and said with relief, "Please remember your own words, 'Fight for the realization of communism for life'!"

"Yes, teacher! I, Qi Siyuan, will firmly follow the party organization all my life and never betray the party!" Mr. Qi said solemnly.

The little girl was very happy, shaking her pigtails from side to side, looking very playful.After a while, she smiled "hehe" again, and said softly, "I believe you will be able to become excellent Communist Party members!"

The application for joining the party was submitted, and Lin Mu and Mr. Qi were anxiously waiting for the final result.

That night, when Lin Mu was adding coal to the stove, Mr. Qi suddenly asked Fatty Wang, "Why haven't you seen the little girl in the past two days!"

Only then did Lin Mu realize that he hadn't seen Bai Xu for four or five days.

"What's the matter, think about it! He went to the regional art troupe to act!" Fatty Wang replied.

Lin Mu deliberately asked from the side: "Acting! What kind of play are you acting?"

Fatty Wang explained: "The art troupe is going to arrange "The White-haired Girl", and the little girl has attracted people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an Eighth Route Army soldier with eyes came in and asked loudly, "Who is Qi Siyuan!"

Young Master Qi hurriedly stood up and said, "I am Qi Siyuan!"

The visitor looked Mr. Qi up and down, and said, "Okay, it's you!"

"Who is it?" Qi Gongzi asked suspiciously.

Fatty Wang asked from the side: "What are you doing?"

The visitor explained: "I am the director of the art team!"

"Director! What is it?" Fatty Wang asked carelessly.

The director of the art troupe wearing glasses said angrily, "Why are you swearing?"

Fatty Wang said loudly: "I don't know, can I ask?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to choke, Lin Mu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Fatty, the director is rehearsing the show, weren't we still talking about that "White-haired Girl" just now?"

Only then did Fatty Wang suddenly realize: "Then I understand, let's rehearse the play!"

The director of the art troupe didn't bother with Fatty Wang anymore, and said to Mr. Qi, "You come to the art team to report tomorrow."

Mr. Qi wondered: "What am I going to do?"

"We lack an actor in the play, and someone recommended you." The director explained.

"Is this... this... a bit wrong?" Mr. Qi wondered, "I... I... I don't know how to act..."

"No one is born to be able to act, I can teach you!" said the director.

"you teach me?"

"Sir! No, director, this really won't work!" Mr. Qi declined politely.

"Stop talking nonsense, this is an organizational task, report to the art team tomorrow morning!" The director didn't allow Mr. Qi to refuse, turned around and left after saying this.

(End of this chapter)