Back to the teenage years

Chapter 572 Traveling Ten Thousand Miles
The night in Yanjing is always desolate.

The night wind blowing from the river carries the girl's crying.

Zhou Linlin and Jiang Bin were arguing on the river bank.

The reason is very simple. This party tonight was organized by Jiang Bin. How Jiang Bin knew Feng Yuannan was a mystery, but from their quarrel, Zhang Yunqi vaguely learned that Feng Yuannan promised Jiang Bin benefits and asked Jiang Bin to bring a few girls over for a meal.

Now that something went wrong during the meal, Zhou Linlin lost face in front of her roommates and was so angry that she wanted to break up with Jiang Bin. The roommates did not try to reconcile, perhaps because they felt that Jiang Bin was not a decent person to do such a thing. Later, Zhou Linlin said, "I'm going back to the dormitory," and hailed a taxi and left. Jiang Bin hurriedly chased after her.

Zhang Yunqi did not get involved in this matter.

To be honest, enough trouble had happened tonight. If he hadn't wanted Chu Jian to see how deep the water was in this business so that he would be on guard in the future, he would have had no interest and no time to deal with people like Feng Yuannan.

What about Mr. Feng’s Chutian Culture? As long as they can get the book number resources, a shabby publishing company can be easily established with 500,000 yuan.

Now that the thing has been done, let's do it more thoroughly.

As long as we can get through to Sun Xiangyun, the director of the Yanjing Municipal Bureau of Culture, through Wei Nan, it will be easy to deal with people like Feng Yuannan.

Because for a liar like Feng Yuannan, the Chutian Culture in his hands should not be clean, so it is easy to deal with him, just execute him on the spot. If it is clean, Zhang Yunqi does not intend to let him go, and he will take over Chutian Culture at a discounted price, just in time to run the novel of Chu Jian.

After all, he and Chu Jian are so far apart that they cannot meet each other, so he cannot take care of many things. It would be better to set up a special company to operate and package her works to prevent this silly girl from being deceived again.

After Zhou Linlin left, Chu Jian and the other three girls came over. Liao Qi seemed to still be obsessed with the unpleasant incident at the dinner party and said apologetically, "Chu Jian, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken out your poem. I didn't expect this to happen..."

Chu Jian had regained his composure. Seeing Liao Qi's expression, he smiled and said, "It's okay, Qiqi, don't think too much."

Liao Qi said, "That's good."

Chu Jian turned her head to look at Zhang Yunqi. The halo of the street lamp outlined his angular profile. She said, "Yunqi, what did you say to Mr. Feng when you left?"

Zhang Yunqi was stunned. He realized what Chu Jian must have heard. He felt helpless towards this stubborn girl, but he didn't want to say it out loud. He smiled and said, "We just had a brief chat."

At this time, Liao Qi suddenly interrupted and said to Zhang Yunqi: "I didn't realize that you are really capable enough to be able to catch up with the girl we first met. Tsk tsk... Is your family a miner or an official?"

Zhang Yunqi said happily: "It's digging for gold."

Chu Jian also smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense." Then she said to Liao Qi, "Yunqi opened his own company."

This sentence aroused the extreme curiosity of Liao Qi and Jiang Yun. They pestered Chu Jian with questions. When they heard that Zhang Yunqi had opened several large companies, they were so surprised that their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

Zhang Yunqi was upgraded from a student of an ordinary fake university to a rich bachelor in a short time. There was no way, in the eyes of these proud children, Xiangda was also a fake.

The bachelor stopped a taxi, got in with the three cheerful girls, and soon merged into the bustling and endlessly possible night of Yanjing in the 1990s.

The next day is the weekend.

When they first met on holiday, Zhang Yunqi wandered around the ancient city of Yanjing with her.

From the Badaling Great Wall to the Temple of Heaven, from the Old Summer Palace to the Ming Tombs, I gained some knowledge, ate some delicious food, and experienced a lot of local customs and cultures. It was a bit like reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles.

Like is not the same as being after all.

The ancients talked about traveling thousands of miles. In the past, there was Zhu Yuanzhang begging for food in temples, and later there was Mao's Xiangnan Movement. Carrying luggage, traveling everywhere, chatting everywhere, visiting various powerful people, understanding the mentality of the people, seeing the dangers of the world, and understanding various routines, after doing it, the whole person will be infinitely close to the reality of society. This is a successful model in Chinese history. The most advanced players travel thousands of miles.

Of course, there is also a particularly popular way of traveling thousands of miles in later generations, away from the masses, away from the smoke and smoke of the world, specifically going to scenic spots and Internet celebrity check-in places, posing, exposing body and buttocks, taking cars to attract butterflies, cheating for food and drink, and then posting to Moments to prepare materials for the next step of flirting. This belongs to the brothel play, what grows is the little work in bed, what is learned is the skills in the crotch, and what is accumulated is the experience of piston movement between men and women. At the end, you can fly all over the country. When you go to a place, you know the airport like the back of your hand, the hotel like the back of your hand, and you know what time the Internet celebrity takes photos and opens the door. This kind of play has many advantages. It is full of emotional value, rich experience, many postures, good tricks, deep development, and easy to hook up.

However, for the one billion illiterate Chinese people, reading thousands of books is difficult, and traveling thousands of miles is even more difficult. They can neither see the mountains and forests dyed red like Mao Diadia, nor experience the bone-melting and soul-stirring games in brothels. They can only dig and survive in a corner of the country, and once they go out occasionally, it is an unforgettable "travel of thousands of miles".

Early on Sunday morning, Zhang Yunqi and Chu Jian went to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag-raising ceremony.

I went there before dawn.

When queuing up to enter, it was really crowded.

There are old people with gray hair, young people who are still childish, middle-aged men and women with children, and those who are accompanying their elderly parents to the capital for the first time. There are all kinds of people everywhere.

Although Chu Jian had been in the capital for a year, it was her first time to watch the flag-raising ceremony. She held Zhang Yunqi's hand tightly and walked in the team.

At that time, the sky was already turning pale, and the light of morning sun was shining on the girls. They had fair skin, clear features, and neat and focused eyelashes. They looked like good girls, and were full of bookish air. Even though they had studied English in Zhang Yunqi's arms for half the night, and had gotten up again at three in the morning, there was no sign of fatigue on their little faces. Instead, they had a faint smile with anticipation.

It's just that the team moves slower.

There were three people in front of Zhang Yunqi, probably from the same family: a white-haired old couple and a girl, who must have come from a remote rural area. They were wearing patched coarse linen clothes and were looking around as if they were looking for something, causing the entire team to lag behind the front by a long distance. Queuing was a torment in itself, and in order to grab a good position, everyone came to line up before dawn at three in the morning. The people behind them were very anxious and urged them in various ways.

At this moment, the girl suddenly pointed at a soldier standing guard at the end of the passage and shouted, "Mom, look, my brother is there!"

The white-haired rural woman behind the girl was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she shouted in a crying voice: "Boss! Boss! We came from our hometown to see you! Your squad leader said you are on duty..."

As he spoke, he began to cry.

When the people behind saw this scene, they stopped urging him.

When Zhang Yunqi passed by the soldier, he found that he did not move at all, just stood there with red eyes. Many children behind him saluted him.

Not long after, the national flag was raised.

It was the first time that Zhang Yunqi saw so many people singing the national anthem with such devotion that they even cried. The family of three had not come in. At this moment, they were walking back with difficulty, against the surging crowd, with the national anthem rising to the sky, just to take one more look at their child.

This is probably what it means for ordinary people to travel thousands of miles!

After the flag-raising ceremony, Zhang Yunqi took Chu Jian and followed the crowd out.

Perhaps the first encounter was caused by this scene, with an indescribable feeling on his face, Zhang Yunqi asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Jian hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yunqi, when I was filling out my college entrance examination application, Teacher Luo Lin told me something to persuade me to apply for Peking University."

Zhang Yunqi was a little curious: "What did you say?"

Chu Jian thought for a moment and said, "She told me that you have something to be proud of, and you have to stick to your pride, because only in this way can love be evenly matched and last for a long time."

Zhang Yunqi smiled and said, "That makes sense."

Chu Jian suddenly stopped walking, and the crowd rushed out against the two of them. The girl looked at the boy in front of her, her clear eyes unblinking: "But I never thought of being equal to you, I just know that people cannot lose the ability to feel happiness and freedom when they are alive."

Zhang Yunqi was stunned for a moment and nodded.

Chu Jian smiled: "Thank you, Yunqi."

Zhang Yunqi also smiled: "What nonsense are you talking about."

Chu Jian shook his head and pursed his lips and said, "You have protected me so well over the years. You didn't want me to get hurt, and you always helped me solve all my worries silently. I know what you said to Mr. Feng on Friday night. You wanted to buy his Chutian Culture at a low price. I know you put aside so many important things and worry about this just for me."

At this point, Chu Jian, in the crowd, put his arm around Zhang Yunqi's waist, stood on tiptoe, and pressed his warm face against Zhang Yunqi's neck, saying softly, "But you know, compared to you, I'm just an ordinary person. I need to experience. The step I take now is the best way at the moment. Even if I walk a little slower and more difficult, it is my unity of knowledge and action, my happiness and freedom."

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