Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 181 "A Letter to the People's Movement"

Is the arena the battlefield?

Can the country's strength also be shown to a certain extent on the sports field?

Victory on the field can have an impact on the people and give them courage and confidence.

To face those domineering foreigners?

Liu Changchun's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he seemed a little shocked.

If I have to refute it, Bao Guowei’s words are actually not perfect.

But from a macro perspective, "military morale" has been the most important thing since ancient times, and affecting military morale is a major sin during the march.

It fully illustrates the importance of "confidence" in a group.

Bao Guowei had a smile on his face. In fact, it is not unreasonable for countries in later generations to value the results of sports competitions.

He continued.

The "offensive" created by public opinion can even tear a country into pieces and fall apart.

Only when the national strength is strong can there be success in the sports field. Victory in the sports field shows that the national strength is strong.

Western politicians are one of the best in this.

This victory boosted the national confidence, which was already in the midst of defeat and gradually weakening.

"Bingwen, maybe it can be done. I really hope to see that day! I will definitely work harder for this!"

After all, which poor country has the energy to prepare for so many competitions?

The strong get stronger. This is the "Matthew Effect" in sports.

Not because he cheated and escaped the referee's eyes.

Facing foreigners, Chinese people seem to be really born in track and field, so they are slightly inferior?

This is also why he admires Bao Guowei, because he led several people to defeat foreigners.

Bao Guowei nodded and said: "This is also the reason why I came to you this time. I hope that one day, our people can take the lead in the world sports arena and truly make the people of our country feel proud!"

Occasionally, some small countries can only rely on racial talent to win in a single event.

Liu Changchun nodded solemnly and said. "If it's Bingwen, I can certainly give it a try."

Liu Changchun thought of the China-Japan-Germany Three-Nation Track and Field Competition held in Northeast China a year ago.

There is another example here that Bao Guowei did not mention because it was something that would happen in the future.

Cao Yanhai had been listening by the side, but finally he couldn't sit still anymore. He jumped up from his chair and said excitedly to Liu Changchun.

Hearing this, Liu Changchun's eyes immediately lit up. He widened his eyes and asked in disbelief.

On the other hand, the psychological significance that competitive games bring to the people is also extraordinary. "

Liu Changchun was so excited by what the other party said that he waved his fist and said.

Not only can it prove the national organizational strength, but it is also the best means to boost national confidence and cohesion.

He originally thought that the other party only had research in areas such as basketball, high jump, and hurdles. The results of Zhicheng Middle School said everything.

"Bingwen, you said it so well!"

Can you also run?

Bao Guowei touched his chin unnaturally, and then said: "I understand a little bit."

"Hey!" Cao Yanhai didn't know when he caught Wei Junming's habit of laughing, and he stretched out his hand and said.

But because when Argentina lost the Falklands War, he won the victory for the country against England on the court.

In later football matches, Maradona's "Hand of God" is the reason why so many people are seeking after him.

The only one that Zhang Xueliang hired last year was the world long-distance running record holder Butch as a coach.

In a sense, the level on the sports field also fully illustrates the level of national strength.

The two are interdependent, and even victory in sports arena is highly dependent on a country's own strength.

He struggled to defeat Japan's "sprint geek" Lundo Yoshioka, but still lost to German player Kirut Raber.

"But even victory on the sports field is not so easy to achieve."

"Mr. Liu, there is no need to be so pessimistic. Have you forgotten that I have some talents in physical training?"

"Liu Changchun met my master. You have found the right person. He seems to have hidden martial arts secrets in his head. He knows a little bit about everything. If there is someone who can help you win the championship and defeat the arrogant foreigners, I believe that the master will is the best candidate.”

But then he thought about it and his expression darkened again, and he said a little dejectedly.

"In a sense, participating in sports competitions is a "drill". During non-combat periods, outstanding athletes are developed to defeat other countries.

Naturally, there is no need to elaborate too much on the significance of public confidence and public opinion.

Patting the other party's shoulder, Bao Guowei also sighed.

At this time, Liu Changchun was still a physical education student at Northeastern University. Due to family poverty, the professional training he could get was limited.

Therefore, with the current strength of the national government, it is indeed somewhat

But Bao Guowei still wanted to give the other party confidence, he said seriously.

Liu Changchun grabbed Bao Guowei's arm excitedly. If he could really do what he said, then all his efforts on the field would be worth it!

The best example is the war of public opinion in modern countries’ struggle for hegemony.

"Bingwen, you actually do research on running?"

But foreigners always hide their secrets when facing Chinese people, and Butch's event is also a 5,000-meter event, and he may not necessarily be a professional counterpart to middle-distance running.

"I, Lao Cao, too, want to look good to those foreigners and completely wash away the shame of the sick man of East Asia from us!"

Seeing that his emotions were already in place, Bao Guowei put forward his own thoughts and said.

"So Brother Liu, don't look at my young age. I came here this time to say that I hope I can go with my husband to the Los Angeles Olympics in two years' time and work hard for the dignity of the nation!"

Bao Guowei paused and added something.

"I'll pay for everything."

All costs?

Liu Changchun's pupils shrank immediately. As an athlete from a poor background, he knew the meaning of this sentence very well.

But despite being happy, he still remained rational. At the age of seventeen, Bao Guowei felt a little inappropriate after all, asking him to provide the money.

Liu Changchun considered it carefully and said seriously.

"Bingwen, I know you are a great writer and don't care about money or personal possessions. However, this Olympic competition should be a matter of concern to the national government. It is really inappropriate for you to fund such a public event alone. Besides,"

He said somewhat sadly: "This is not a small amount of money."

In recent years, it has been difficult to raise funds to participate in various competitions and training.

Occasionally, with the help of Northeastern Marshal Zhang, he was able to continue to participate in some domestic competitions, but he could not even think about foreign competitions.

Bao Guowei thought it was something, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually worried about money.

He immediately waved his hand and said to Cao Yanhai behind him.

"Xiao Cao, let Mr. Liu see our strength."

"okay!"

Cao Yanhai then fumbled around in his arms and slapped a piece of banknote on the table.

Seeing this movement, Liu Changchun immediately looked carefully at the table and found that it was a banknote with a face value of one thousand silver dollars.

Where has he seen so much money? My heart suddenly skipped a beat, and my breath almost froze.

Liu Changchun underestimated the income level of a best-selling author in this era. Just for the book "Legend of the Condor Heroes", the royalties for writing all the serials have brought Bao Guowei an income of more than 10,000 silver dollars.

Not to mention, the publishing process is still ongoing, and subsequent hardcover books that will sell well across the country can continuously bring in more income.

Moreover, the current level of royalties offered by foreigners is even more terrifying.

There is no need to go into details about the royalties for other books and articles.

In fact, Bao Guowei doesn't know how much money he has now. In short, on a personal level, he has no worries about spending money now.

In a sense, it is to achieve the "financial freedom" that future generations desire.

Even though it was not his own money, Cao Yanhai felt honored, he said proudly.

"Mr. Liu, please be careful. My Mr. Bao is not a man who is short of money~"

When Cao Yanhai said these words, he didn't sound like a heroic patriot, but rather like a loser next to a playboy.

This made Bao Guowei feel like an upstart.

The muscles on his face twitched, his face turned red, and he immediately kicked him over and said, "Speak to me!"

"Hey hey hey!"

Cao Yanhai dodged away with a smile. He was very happy and ran away.

After the boy left, Bao Guowei came back to his senses and said to Liu Changchun.

"How about Brother Liu? In terms of money, it has never been a problem for me to marry someone. I have never loved money. I have no interest in money. As long as I can get the crown, it doesn't matter how much I spend."

"Bingwen!"

After hearing these words, Liu Changchun's eyes became a little moist, and the nose of the nearly 1.8 meter man couldn't help but twitch a few times.

"With your generosity, I, Liu Changchun, will definitely live up to your trust!"

The two people held hands tightly, like old friends who met each other late, and with tears in their eyes, they reached this historic cooperation.

But at this time, Bao Guowei suddenly said something.

"Brother Liu, I think we need to discuss the relevant conditions."

"?"

Liu Changchun was immediately confused. Wasn't this change a little too fast?

Bao Guowei showed his white teeth and said: "Brother Liu, I don't have any requirements. The only thing is that you have to listen to me in the future training process and even in daily life."

If he follows the training methods and training techniques of later generations of athletes, Bao Guowei is confident that he can bring his opponent's strength to a higher level.

"???"

But Liu Changchun immediately regretted it. This Bao Guowei looked like he was very good at deceiving people?

Have you fallen into a pit?

But it wasn't over yet. Bao Guowei continued to take out a piece of manuscript paper.

"Brother Liu, I have drafted an article here, mainly to promote the concept of fitness and health, so that people in the country can keep fit. How about you take a look at it and sign your name?"

Liu Changchun took the manuscript, his hands trembling slightly, and looked at the title above.

"Proposal for the Campaign to Accuse the Chinese People"

A few days later.

As expected, Zhicheng Middle School achieved extremely excellent results in this competition.

The championship in basketball, high jump, and 110-meter hurdles is an achievement that Zhicheng Middle School has never dared to dream of.

In the past, at sports meets, those who could achieve results were almost all athletes from various universities, or they were simply invited foreign players.

The achievements of Xu Kun, Wei Junming, and Cao Yanhai are really exciting for the Chinese people.

After the game, photos of the three people and Bao Guowei appeared on the front pages of major newspapers, becoming one of the exciting news for people from all walks of life.

The three people became an instant hit and were evaluated as the future stars of sports competitions in the future.

Wei Junming naturally got what he had always dreamed of.

Just like Bao Guowei once did, he appeared in newspapers and was admired and evaluated by thousands of women.

Inside the hotel, Wei Junming laughed loudly at the picture on the newspaper.

"Hehehehe! I, Wei Junming, am finally famous! I never thought that such a day would come to me! Hahahahaha!"

Cao Yanhai couldn't stand his smug expression and immediately broke the situation and said.

"Don't be too proud, kid, I'm up there too!"

He revealed the other party's background with full malice.

"You'd better catch up with the girl first. Did you catch Chen Shiyu from that school last time?"

Wei Junming immediately became furious and rushed forward and said.

"You bastard! You won't pick up any of the pots!"

Last time he got Bao Guowei's "True Secret Book" - "Love Book".

I immediately followed the method in the secret book and put it into practice. Who knew that the first woman would fail.

How could he not be angry?

"You, Cao Yanhai, are not that good. If you go to Gongchen Bridge every day, that thing is almost useless, right?"

"I will kill you, Wei Junming, you already have a way to die!"

Cao Yanhai didn't know when he learned these words from Bao Guowei, and he immediately started fighting with him.

Bao Guowei covered his head, he really couldn't stand these two living treasures.

But he caught a little bit of information in the conversation between the two people.

Is this guy Cao Yanhai dying?

Excessive indulgence will indeed lead to troubles in this regard, and even a practitioner like him is not immune to this.

Immediately, my mind started to have random thoughts.

If I were to come up with some kind of sildenafil, would there be a broad market in this era?

Naturally, I, Bao Guowei, will never use it!

But I can’t guarantee that men in this era have such troubles!

I was thinking about these things in my head when a person suddenly burst in at the door.

A beautiful figure jumped into Bao Guowei's arms, and Zhang Nianyue's strong and vigorous figure made people feel warm in their hearts.

Bao Guowei hugged the other party's waist and couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his heart.

Damn it, after traveling for so long, when will I get rid of my identity as Brother Hina?

But looking at the woman in his arms, his heart still softened.

It still has to be slow and steady.

He said softly: "What's the matter? Why are you making such a fuss?"

Zhang Nianyue's cheeks were rosy with excitement, she held up the two letters in Bao Guowei's arms and said.

"Guowei! Pig-headed Bao Guowei! I just wrote a letter to the French newspaper "Le Figaro" to report on you!"

"Also, Fang Xinchuan from the Shanghai Stock Exchange has some new news. Come and take a look!"

(End of this chapter)