Great Song.
Yingtian Prefecture College.
When Yan Shu saw this scene, he held his breath. Then, his eyes suddenly burned.
The young student recited the words of the teacher in the picture just now.
"Please remember, our school in China is not here, but in the mountains and rivers of a big country.”
"What courage!"
"I didn't expect the descendants to have such ambitions to turn a country into an academy!”
At the same time.
Southern Song Dynasty.
Songyang Academy.
Zhu Xi, who had come to listen to the lecture, looked at the golden list and felt greatly encouraged. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and his eyes were burning.
The thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear.
"We should do the same. Open up our rigid minds, and everyone in the world can read and walk into a new light!”
——————
The Golden Roll was once again activated.
This time, the turmoil caused the northern and southern warlords to feel a deep sense of pressure. Whether it was the so-called culprit, or to suppress public opinion, Beijing University was finally faced with the choice of an early holiday. Li Dazhao, Chen Duxiu, and Hu Shi once again had different opinions.
The scene unfolded.
Beijing University, Red Chamber.
Li Dazhao looked at the student committee and professors in front of him, his gaze deep.
This time, everyone was called here to deal with the notice of the holiday examination issued by the Northern and Southern warlords in advance.
"They want us to give up, but do we give up?" Chen Duxiu spoke first. I think there are two main reasons for the Dongshan Province problem. First, we can't rely solely on the so-called axioms. Second, we can't let a few people monopolize the political power!”
After Chen Duxiu finished speaking, Li Dazhao seconded,"Good!"
However, Hu Shi, who always wore a suit, frowned."Shouchang, you are a young teacher, how can you be as reckless as a student? You're adding fuel to the fire!”
Chen Duxiu stood up and looked straight at Hu Shi.
"Shizhi, you're wrong! We should add fuel to the fire now. What we need to do is to ignite the patriotic passion of the entire China!”
The young Hu Shi's expression was ugly." You're adding fuel to the fire. Do you want to burn the entire Beijing University to death?!"”
Chen Duxiu was calm." You're a student too. Are we going to burn you to death or are the warlords from the north and south going to burn you to death? You injured a child and kidnapped a student. How can you be indifferent?”
"With the current situation, our country has no way out.”
Chen Duxiu left with Li Dazhao.
In the corridor, Hu Shi's always straight back seemed to have slipped. He looked at the two figures who wanted to face the northern and southern warlords with a complicated expression.
He finally spoke in a low voice.
"There will be a problem. You will have a big problem if you do this.”
At this moment, Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu were still standing upright, facing the sun as they strode forward, walking at the forefront of this era, resolute and unyielding.
Hu Shi stopped in the corridor and watched from afar as they walked away.
There were still dark clouds in the sky, but on that day, someone walked forward fearlessly and stepped into the light.
On this day, the sun was shining brightly.
——
Beijing University.
In the corridor.
Dressed in a black robe, Li Dazhao carried an umbrella on his back, his steps sonorous.
He strode forward, as if his attitude towards Ming Shu was the same as his attitude towards China.
After confirming the direction, he strode forward and tried boldly.
A student brushed past him and asked.
Li Dazhao didn't hear it clearly, but he could clearly feel the note on his back. He reached out and took it off. There was a sentence written on it.
Mister Li Dazhao, Mister Chen Duxiu is known by everyone, but not many know you. Are you willing to accept this?
After the student pasted the note, he hid behind his back and watched from afar.
This student was specially arranged by the conservative faction.
Students with new ideas, whether it was the promotion of vernacular Chinese or the youth newspapers attacking old ideas, feudalism, and the three cardinal guides of Confucianism, all represented the retreat of the conservative faction.
Thus, he had been sent here to divide the new youths, Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu.
Looking at that figure from afar, the young student thought of the Jiayin newspaper. Mister Li Dazhao had once been able to single-handedly hold up a magazine's editor-in-chief.
According to his understanding, a famous scholar like Li Dazhao cared a lot about his reputation.
Weren't the names of scholars passed down through the ages?
However, the student's expression suddenly changed.
After reading the note, Li Dazhao threw it down and laughed loudly, not even looking at the person behind him. Or rather, he didn't care that there was a villain behind him.
"I don't need you to know me. I don't need you to know me.”
"I've merged my youth into the mountains and rivers of my motherland.”
"This is enough."
The scholar in a long robe faced the sun, and the bright light fell on his face.
At that moment, he suddenly saw the most romantic ideal of China in this era.
The student was stunned. Looking at the face that seemed to be glowing, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would reveal the darkness in his heart.
Until Li Dazhao turned and strode off into the sunlight.
The student looked on in silence with a complicated expression.
He did not know what to say.
This was because it was the first time he had seen someone with such a character.
——
Now, many people in the dynasties were silent, and many treacherous officials were complicated. The Ming Dynasty Jiajing Yan Song and his son looked angry.
The prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, Zhangsun Wuji, had been silent for a long time. He had never seen someone with such an extreme character.
In the end, they only said one sentence,"This person wants to transform into a raging flame."
——
Now, the picture of the golden ranking list was even more shocking. As some emperors looked at it, Ying Zheng began to look solemn.
Because this scene was…
In Beiping during the Republic of China, the school had a blackout.
Someone was holding a torch and walking quickly.
Because voices were gathering everywhere, but he was holding a torch.
His footsteps were hurried, and the streets were filled with people.
In the pitch-black night, the voices of students and workers rang out.
These unfamiliar faces crossed the street one after another and gathered together like fireflies gradually appearing in the silent night.
These weak lights gathered, and thus, the current suppressed torrent was formed.
The figure holding the torch walked forward. He was wearing a long black robe and carrying an umbrella on his back. In this night that was only illuminated by the light of the torch, his footsteps were hurried and faster, as if he was rushing to a long-awaited agreement.
The people were waiting, and so was he.
At this moment, they finally arrived.
The person holding the torch was Li Dazhao, and Zhou Shuren followed behind him. He looked around and memorized his thoughts, thinking about how to complete the enlightenment.
He saw students, workers, merchants, farmers, all of them with different identities, positions, and social classes. All of them seemed to have anger and unwillingness on their faces.
In the past, he had never seen this on the faces of the Chinese people. All he saw was numbness.
But now, some of the commoners who were eating steamed buns had woken up.
At the most critical moment of the Great Country, they woke up.
At this moment, Li Dazhao's footsteps were hurried, and Zhou Shuren followed closely behind. A spark of fire came from the darkness.
At this moment.
Changxin Shop, in the workshop.
Li Dazhao raised his torch and entered, standing on the machine.
It flickered, but it brought with it a scorching light that shone on his face.
"Dear workers, the workers in Shanghai are not just taking to the streets.”
"Moreover, their workers will form a group. They will lead the society to speak out.”
Li Dazhao stood on the machine, the flames burning brighter and brighter, the sound growing louder.
"The working class has to stand on the stage of China. This is a groundbreaking event. We have to stand at the forefront!”
"Friends, this is a time of crisis for the country. Whoever persevere until the end will win!”
Li Dazhao's emotions merged into the flames, echoing in the enormous workshop.
"Everyone has heard it too. More than a thousand of our students have been arrested, but it was precisely because they were arrested that the people of the country saw that the warlords of the north and south were betraying our country!”
"The students sacrificed their interests and futures to awaken the people of China with their youth and passion. As long as we persist, there will definitely be changes.”
"Everyone, protect yourselves during this process. Don't be rash. We will definitely be able to break through the darkness and unite. Victory belongs to us!”
Li Dazhao's voice was filled with fighting spirit, anger, unwillingness, but also hope.
A hope that would never be given up.
Zhou Shu Ren's gaze swept across the crowd.
In the huge workshop, thousands of workers were gathered together. Some were holding iron pipes, while others were wearing gloves.
These people might be tanned, or they might not look strong.
However, there was no numbness in their eyes. They were citizens with emotions!
At this moment, Li Dazhao raised his torch, and the light of the torch illuminated him like a saint. This scholar seemed to be glowing.
He looked at these workers with tears in his eyes. From them, he seemed to see the shadows of the working class from all over the country.
In the crowd, some people were trembling, some were sobbing, and some were clutching the iron pipe in their hands, sobbing.
They had lost their country and their dignity.
This was a sad era, but in Zhou Shu Ren's eyes, it was also an era full of hope.
At this moment, he took the lead and roared.
"The great country will be created, and China will not be bullied!”
The next moment!
Thousands of workers shouted and roared. Their voices spread out and covered the sky.
"The great country will be created, and China will not be bullied!”
The torches burned, and the thousands of workers seemed to have their hearts ignited.
Zhou Shu Ren's eyes were also wet and tears flowed down his face unconsciously.
He knew.
The people that the overseas students didn't love were so cute and nice. He really loved this country to death.
——
On the Golden Roll, a new list continued.
Chen Duxiu went to watch the workers gather and speak, and at the same time saw the hope and path of the future. He began to argue fiercely with Li Dazhao and Hu Shi about the students speaking out.
Beijing University.
It rained that day. Chen Duxiu did not bring an umbrella and came back in the heavy rain.
In the room, Chen Duxiu patted the rain off his clothes. His back became even more straight.
Li Dazhao had also returned from the Changxin Shop factory.
Now that there was electricity, the bright lights shone on them.
Hu Shi, who was wearing a suit, did not seem to have a straight back. It was as if he had a trace of inexplicable heavy concern, so his back did not straighten.
"Shizhi," Li Dazhao said,"I'll say it again. The new culture is meant to enlighten the mind, but thinking alone cannot save the country."”
Hu Shi was silent for a moment.
"I'm not saying that we won't take action. I'm saying that you can't go into any more danger.”
He looked at the figure in front of him with a sigh in his eyes.
It was too dangerous for them. They could imagine what awaited them if they walked on the road at the very front.
He had already talked about the two of them before. They were both scholars, so why did they have to participate in this?
Li Dazhao shook his head. Power trumps justice. The core interests of the people cannot be expressed by the people, so why can't we exercise the right to democratism?”
"Let's not talk about the Jiawu Sea. This time, China is the victorious country. Why should we listen to the orders of the northern and southern warlords?”
"If I can stand up and prevent the public opinion from being trampled on, I'm willing to be the vanguard and die without regret!”
Hu Shi stared at the pair of eyes in front of him. Li Dazhao seemed to never fear. As long as he was right, this scholar would dare to stride forward and walk in front of everyone.
He was not afraid of rumors, nor was he afraid of thorns.
But Hu Shi still didn't understand. Was it really worth it?
At this moment, Chen Duxiu also looked at his old friend. His voice was calm as he pointed at the lamp.
"Shouchang, the lights are on.”
"Don't be anxious. Let's start with me."
Yes, at this moment, the blackout at Beijing University ended. Beams of lights began to light up, like a sea of white flowers in the middle of the night, illuminating groups of people.
——————
At this moment.
Three Kingdoms.
Shu Han.
Zhuge Liang looked at the scene on the Golden Roll and pondered. Every scene he saw before kept appearing in his mind.
If he wanted to see Chen Duxiu and Li Dazhao, he would have to observe from the new youth.
The establishment of this magazine was complete, and it was the epitome of an era.
At the beginning, the New Youth was based on the idea of enlightening and nurturing a new generation.
The new batch of students had stirred up the voices of the current students.
And the students 'voices enlightened another class, the workers. The workers began to gather.
This was the process!
Thinking of this, Zhuge Liang looked at the scene in front of him.
They had already realized it.
So he turned around and taught the young king.
" Now, through the gathering of students, they have triggered the gathering of workers. They have seen the essence, and their voices must be followed by all living beings. That is the true change.”
"However, this matter is too big. In this era, we need at least a great organization.”
Liu Chan was stunned as he stared at the Golden Roll.
Would this organization really appear?
How powerful would the organization that could appear here be?
—
On the Golden Roll, a new list continued.
After witnessing the students being captured, a new thought silently began to spread.
The scene appeared.
Zhang Xihu was reading the newspaper. This nine-year-old child was sitting at Nankai University, founded by his father, Zhang Boling. He watched the students grieve for China every day.
So he went to his father." I want to be a sports student. China must be strong, strong in every aspect.”
In the small courtyard in the northeast, Liu Changchun, who had already started studying, ran to the school more than ten miles away every day. His eyes were very bright as he thought of what his father had told him. He wanted to be a sports practitioner and tell those people in the West that he wanted to reclaim China's name.
At this moment, the scene changed.
She was going home alone.
It was Chen Duxiu. He had a strange expression on his face as he spoke to his wife and child.
"Jun Man, I'm not a qualified husband. Yan Nian, Qiao Nian, I'm not a qualified father.”
"I have to take this step."
"Children, I can't watch my students bleed. I want to go with them, so I want to do something for this country.”
"I'm sorry. I might have implicated you. I'll apologize to you with this glass of wine.”
His son, Chen Yannian, also raised his wine glass.
"Today, I also want to make a toast and apologize.”
At this moment, the young man's eyes lit up.
"I am also determined to sacrifice myself for the Great Country. As the eldest son, I can't be filial to my parents and siblings.”
Chen Qiaonian also raised his cup, his gaze determined."Me too."
After the banquet, Chen Duxiu looked at the moon with a strange expression.
"We need a great organization to bring China out of this darkness.”
He was prepared to die.
?—
At this moment.
On the Golden Roll, a new inventory was being taken.
In 1919, the northern and southern warlords once again issued an order against students.
Cai Yuanpei, the president of Beijing University, objected to the authorities targeting students and left Beijing in anger. The new president, Hu Renyuan, took over Beijing University.
The North-South peace negotiations broke down, and both representatives of the North-South peace negotiations resigned.
The Tianjin City Student Union was officially established, and the workers in Tianjin City were preparing to stop work. The General Chamber of Commerce of Tianjin City sent an urgent message to the warlords in the north and south. Three bureaucrats who arrested students were fired
The Chinese representative in Baliya decided not to acknowledge the humiliating peace treaty
In the same year, the Kawasaki Kingdom began to spy on the northeast and prepared to invade.
Although this era was chaotic, there were people who lit up the fire, some who lit up the lamp, and the fog dispersed. The path gradually became clear. The alien races were spying on them, and the heroes were all around them. Who was in charge of the ups and downs?
Looking at this scene, Ying Zheng only said,"Who is in charge of the ups and downs?”
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