The Rebirth of the Portable Space The Red Age

The time for the dinner party is set at six o'clock in the evening.Ya'er came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, then dried her waist-length hair, picked up the watch on the coffee table, and saw that it was less than an hour and a half before the dinner.

In the 21st century, makeup has become a routine for every woman before going out, and it usually takes at least an hour.But in the 80s when life was simple and frugal, even young girls who loved fashion would at most put on lipstick before going out.Ya'er usually doesn't wear makeup, and keeps her face up to the sky. Looking at the makeup bag she dug out from the suitcase, she suddenly felt a little underhanded.

Boom, boom, boom, at 05:30, there was a knock on the door outside Ya'er's room.

Before Ya'er got up to open the door, she looked in the mirror for the last time, and she was a little dazed looking at the man in the mirror.

At the door, Lu Changxin's hand was in the air as if knocking on the door, and he didn't think to put it down for a long time.There is really such a young girl, Mizuki Tsinghua, who is graceful and clear, gathering the beauty of heaven and earth. [

The teasing cough woke up Lu Changxin, who was in his thirties, and his dark face couldn't help but flush a little.She turned her head away slightly uncomfortable, "Comrade Xuanjin, the chief asked me to inform you that we are leaving soon."

After finishing speaking, Lu Changxin blushed and hurriedly turned to the old chief next door to stand by.

It was also the first time for Ya'er to dress up like this, and she was a little unnatural.He gathered his shawl, and then followed Lu Changxin to report to the old chief.

The sharp-eyed old man couldn't help but light up when he saw the little girl hiding behind the staff with a slightly awkward expression.

The little girl with an elegant and delicate complexion was set off by a traditional Chinese cheongsam like a new lotus, slim and graceful, pure and not demonic.The pair of colorful and full pearl earrings on the small earlobe lacked childishness and added grace and solemnity.Her hair is like ink, and she is loosely tied into a princess bun.The starry eyes are clean, pure and translucent, and there is a smile between the brows.

The little girl was originally a beautiful woman with muscles as condensed as jade and white as snow. Her lips were not prickly but vermilion, her eyebrows were not painted but green, delicate and beautiful.With this elegant attire and a strong bookish look, the little girl stood there quietly like an orchid in an empty valley, reserved and elegant.

The old man coughed twice, signaling to those young people who were about to look dumbfounded.A few young men with a tough temperament dodged their eyes, wanting to see but afraid of seeing.

Look at a few young people who are a little bit lost, with a smile in their eyes, they stepped forward a few steps, dangled their arms to signal the little girl to come up, and deliberately teased Ya'er and said, "Girl, the task you Grandpa Zhai entrusted to me is too important I don't know if Grandpa's old bones can hold on tonight? I don't know how many people are jealous of Grandpa tonight!"

"Grandpa, you are not so self-proclaimed!" Although the old man made a few jokes, he felt much more relaxed.

The old chief smiled without answering, and led several people downstairs.

Outside the hotel where he stayed, several extended armored vehicles were already waiting there on time.

At 55:[-] p.m., the car stopped on time.Outside the state banquet hall, President Ronald Reagan and a group of staff came out to greet him in person.At this time, the spotlights outside the state banquet hall had already been aimed at the car door and blinked non-stop.

Seeing the thin but vigorous old man, Reagan couldn't help but stop. This old man who turned the tide when China was riddled with holes, was like an oriental dragon slowly taking off, exuding vitality. vitality.

"Welcome, welcome to country m, old man!" Reagan hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands with old man, "Last time I was honored to receive you, this time it's my turn to be the host!"

"Mr. Reagan, this is in line with the old Chinese saying, courtesy is reciprocal. This time we will interrupt!" The old man shook his hand, and then gave President Reagan a gentle hug as he did in the countryside.

Ya'er had already let go of Xu's hand that was supporting the old man, and finished the translation work softly half a step behind.

"Old, who is this?" President Reagan was a little curious. In his impression, the old entourage had a solemn and rigorous image.On such a grand occasion, this delicate oriental girl who looks like an elf is particularly conspicuous, and she seems a little familiar.

The old man staggered away, allowing Ya'er, who was wearing a long green cheongsam, to fully display under the spotlight, and introduced him very affectionately: "This little girl is my god-daughter that I really want to take home."

Under the flickering spotlight, it is different from the profound facial features of Westerners. It is a delicate and pleasing oriental face, elegant and refined.That kind of oriental charm that can't be applied to brush and ink suddenly knocked out the vague impressions of many people present on China, an ancient oriental country with a long history. [

And the old chief's answer also made the dozens of ministerial figures who accompanied him stunned. The old chief's answer just now sounds a bit meaningful!I just heard that the little girl has excellent medical skills and is proficient in several languages. I didn't expect that the old chief actually regarded the little girl as his family.

Reagan and the others were also a little curious, and Schultz briefly reported two sentences of the information he had just investigated in the afternoon. This is a young girl with unique medical talents!

For a moment, Ya'er seemed to gather all the attention in the open and in the dark.

Rather than attracting so many spotlights because of her beautiful appearance, Ya'er hopes that she can attract the spotlight with her matchless personality charm like the old chief.

Ya'er nodded slightly, her thin back was as tall and straight as the hale and hearty old man beside her, almost raising her head and chest.There was a just right smile on his face, shallow and gentle, neither humble nor overbearing.Try to keep up with the wise and decisive old man beside you, confident and calm.

Under the spotlight, one is old and the other is young, one is hale and hearty, one is in full bloom, but they are exactly the same from posture to smile, and temperament from the inside out.

Although the welcome banquet is defined as private, there will be a brief press conference before the dinner.

After Reagan made a brief speech, Lao walked onto the rostrum calmly, while Ya'er was still half a step behind Lao.

The attitude of the media is very friendly, but the questions asked are very sharp.

"Boss, first of all welcome you to lead a delegation to visit country m. May I ask you, your country is a socialist society, what made your country propose a policy of economic system reform? Does this mean that you also subconsciously Do you think capitalism is better than socialism?"

Ya'er looked at the reporters asking questions under the rostrum with an awe-inspiring expression. Someone raised such a sensitive political topic at a press conference in the interest of a private banquet. This issue is worth looking into.

In the audience, the reporter who asked the question just now saw that the delicate-looking little interpreter had the same expression as the resolute and wise old man.

"There is a saying in China that if you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful. We are just trying to find a policy that is more suitable for China's national conditions, and the facts prove that we have chosen the right path!"

The old voice had an old-fashioned taste, but the other authentic M-style English that came out of the microphone was clear and bright, neither slow nor urgent, neither humble nor overbearing.

On the stage, although the old and the young looked awe-inspiring, in Country M, a country that claims to be free, there are still reporters below who are not to be outdone and continue to ask sensitive topics.

"Old man, can you predict what changes the reform and opening up will bring to China in ten years' time?"

The old man who had experienced the turmoil had a calm smile on his face, and he would not be angry because of the deliberate provocation of the reporters in the audience. He said in twos and twos: "We belong to the past and the present, and the future only belongs to young people! And the question you just asked, maybe you should have The young girl behind me is more appropriate to answer you."

While translating, Ya'er was frightened, and raised her brows slightly, unable to hide her astonishment!Didn't I just come here to be a personal interpreter, a private secretary?Grandpa asked himself to answer such a sensitive political topic?

The expressions of Minister Wei and the group gradually turned serious. This is a sensitive topic involving the entire national policy.

Even the reporter who asked the question just now had a look on his face, convinced that the wise and decisive leader of the country did not seem to be joking, and then reluctantly turned the spotlight of the camera on the Chinese girls on the stage who were not panicked.

"Then, this young Chinese girl, what do you think China will look like in ten years' time?"

As the reporter's voice fell, all the spotlights in the audience gathered on the girl who was neither humble nor overbearing. There was no flinching on her face. The confident and firm smile on her face was similar to that of the old man beside her. His smile was carved out of a mold. [

"Sir, there is an old saying in China, don't bully the young and poor. China may be poor or backward, but China's future will be taken over by our younger generation. The wise young will make the country wise, the young rich will make the country rich, and the young strong Then the country is strong... Ten years later, no, maybe a few years later, this gentleman will be able to go to China that has risen from the sky to find the answer.”

The female voice that came out of the microphone was clear and comfortable, but every word that was uttered was resounding, hitting everyone's hearts hard.The wisdom of the young is the wisdom of the country. These words are spoken by this girl with exquisite appearance and awe-inspiring temperament, and they have convincing power.

From those eyes that dared to look directly at anyone, what everyone saw was awe-inspiring and a self-assured confidence.

The old man's face was full of relief, knowing that this clumsy little girl would not let her down. A wise young man will make the country wise, and a strong young man will make the country strong. Isn't this what I expect for the younger generation?

The old man stroked his palm lightly, and the audience applauded for a long time.The click-click flashlights also focused on the awe-inspiring girl on the stage at the same time.

This sharp-tongued but neither humble nor overbearing girl represents the new generation in China. There is such a new generation in China, which makes people feel scared.

Ya'er's excellent performance seems to have bluffed many people.In the audience, those media and reporters seemed to remember that it was just an indirect press conference, and no one asked any more questions.

Ya'er was half a step behind, the sharpness of her words just now was gone, she was a qualified translator.

Soon, the dinner officially began.

Those who participated in this dinner were not celebrities from the political circles. In the resplendent and magnificent hall, there were a lot of people drinking and drinking.Regardless of past life or present life, it was the first time for Ya'er to attend such a high-profile dinner party.

The old man took Ya'er in it with ease, talking about the weather, talking about food, chatting and laughing happily with politicians and celebrities from all sides in country m.Ya'er's voice is soft and her smile is calm. She is completely a good girl who follows her elders to see the world, and she has a certain amount of advances and retreats.One old, one young, completely lost the sharpness when facing the reporters and the media just now.