At this moment.
The Great Tang.
Huang Chao's expression was sinister as he looked at the golden roll, at the ever-determined Li Dazhao.
This person from the Republic of China was always in high spirits and full of fighting spirit.
However, Huang Chao did not understand. He rebelled because he hated the aristocratic families for controlling the imperial examinations of the Tang Empire. Now, Huang Chao's voice was gloomy.
"Ideals, are ideals that important?”
His dream had been to become an official in the Great Tang.
On the other side of the golden roll, the old Zhang Ju was lying outside, looking at the golden roll with his last breath.
He was indeed old and exhausted, but he only answered.
"Important, very important."
That was an ideal.
At the same time.
Great Qin.
In order not to be killed by the corvee, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang also rose up in revolt. At this moment, they looked at the golden roll with mixed feelings.
It was hard for them to imagine.
"Is there really someone who would risk his life for his ideals?”
"Isn't it the most fortunate thing to be alive?”
Following the golden roll, Wang Mang of the new dynasty also heard it. At this moment, he could only laugh.
"There's something more important than staying alive.”
More and more people gathered their gazes.
Now, those people on the Golden Roll had already begun to change this era.
The road ahead was set.
I really hope to see the future of this country.
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The Golden Roll continued.
After Chen Duxiu was released from prison, the teachers and students of Beijing University held a welcoming ceremony for him. At the same time, they also welcomed Cai Yuanpei, who had resigned for the sake of the children. On this day, Li Dazhao, who had hidden in the mountains to study Max's thoughts, and Chen Duxiu, who was studying the future path in prison, met again.
Chen Duxiu had returned, and so had Li Dazhao.
" Let us begin. The enlightenment we had before was correct, but now we need a bigger and hotter flame to ignite!”
Li Dazhao was also holding a book. It was a book he had been studying recently, the Marks Manifest.
" Yes." He nodded with a solemn expression." I'm going to continue to interact with the workers and continue my research."”
"Time waits for no man."
With that, Li Dazhao hurriedly left with his book.
Chen Duxiu looked from afar and a smile appeared on his face.
It seemed that this bearded scholar was always so sincere, passionate, and vigorous.
He smiled as he stepped into the school.
"Mister Zhongfu is back."
"Mr. Zhong Fu!"
"Brother Zhongfu, how have you been?"
At this moment, Beijing University was bustling with activity.
Chen Yannian, Liu Haiwei, He Mengxiong, Yi Qunxian, Zhao Shiyan, Deng Zhongzhong, and the others were all present.
Cai Yuanpei was also there.
Looking at Chen Duxiu's tired expression, Cai Yuanpei spoke solemnly.
"I know you've suffered a lot.”
However, despite his exhaustion, Chen Duxiu's eyes seemed to be forever bright.
"As long as I can win the battle, I'm willing to endure any hardship.”
That was what he said and did.
"Alright, welcome back, hero!" Cai Yuan smiled obsequiously.”
Chen Duxiu teased himself,""I don't dare to say that. I just went to the birthplace of world civilization to stay for a while.”
Everyone present had seen the article he posted, and even Hu Shi thought it was a joke.
"Once you leave the prison, enter the research lab. Leaving the research lab and entering prison was the noblest and most beautiful life!”
However, even though everyone said so, the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic and sincere.
Cai Yuanpei spoke again. He looked at Chen Duxiu and stopped smiling."I've been away from Beijing University for four months. Seeing you all today, I'm very gratified that my initial heart is still there and that my initial ambition has not been extinguished.”
"Thank you, Mr. Zhongfu, for igniting the torch of scientific democracy!”
At this moment, Chen Duxiu's gaze swept across the students.
They were hot-blooded, patriotic, and cheered for new ideas.
He suddenly realized that he did not know how many more people were coming.
He knew how important he was.
At the very least, he had to continue moving forward for this new generation of children.
Now.
The scene on the Golden Roll turned.
Jin City, Student Union office.
The office was very ordinary, but it was also very empty. Dozens of student representatives were gathered together. Their young and tender faces were filled with determination.
Standing at the front was a young man in a school uniform.
"Students, today, we, the backbone of the Tianjin City Student Union and the Women Patriotic Association, have come together because of the same mission and awareness.”
"I hereby announce that from today onwards, we will officially form the Awareness Society.”
The applause was thunderous.
The young figures looked at the stage excitedly.
The reason why they had established the Awakening Society today was because they had seen the students from the capital gather together and speak out!
Mr. Chen Duxiu was willing to trade his arrest for an era of scientific and democratic awakening.
How could students like them not do anything!
These people were also responding to Mr. Chen Duxiu's words. They began to walk on the streets to publicize and inspire. They knew each other when they spoke.
They were warriors who had returned in triumph. Their friendship in battle had been tested by hardships. The patriotic passion that had boiled in their hearts was constantly interweaving in their hearts at this moment.
" Our goal is to reform the students 'thinking in the spirit of self-reflection, implementation, perseverance, struggle, liveliness, joy, sacrifice, creation, criticism, and mutual assistance.”
"Our determination is to hope that everyone in society can walk towards enlightenment.”
"Due to the needs of the battle, our names are not made public. Instead, we use numbers drawn by lots.”
One figure after another was assigned a number.
The Awakening Society was finally established.
Yes, in this era, perhaps they were just an unremarkable organization, but at this moment, these male and female students were shining brightly, emitting their own light in this era.
The young man in Nankai University's uniform clenched his fists as he looked at everything in front of him and muttered excitedly.
"We students will never disappoint or despair.”
The young and bespectacled president, Chen Zhidu, raised his fist.
A student took the lead and shouted loudly.
"Studying for the rise of a new China!”
The young Ma Jun shouted as well.
"Studying for the rise of a new China!”
Liu Qingyang, Li Yitao, Guo Longzhen, and the others were all excited and determined.
"Studying for the rise of a new China!”
Yes, this was their philosophy.
These youths from Nan Kai University were all in tears.
These people were the future of China.
At this moment, under the gloomy sky, a voice drifted.
There were merchants passing by outside the window. In the rickshaw, they heard the high-spirited roars coming from inside. Their faces were filled with amazement as they read it in a low voice.
"Studying for the rise of a new China!”
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At this moment.
Northern Song Dynasty.
Zhang Zai looked at the Golden Roll, and his eyes gradually glowed with a different light.
His voice was very soft as he chanted over and over again.
"Studying for the rise of the new China?”
For the first time, he felt like-minded thoughts. It was no different from what he said about bringing peace to the world!
The younger generation did not lack those majestic people.
His lofty sentiments are not inferior to those of his predecessors.
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At the same time.
The burly man.
In this time and space, the young Su Wu held the bamboo slip and stared blankly at the Golden Roll.
He couldn't describe the shock that these like-minded youths had brought to him.
But soon, the young Su Wu also raised his hand.
"To study for the rise of Great Han!”
At that moment.
Late Tang Dynasty.
The young Du Fu seemed to have transcended time and space, feeling the boiling blood of the future for the first time.
He raised his arm at the same time as the young men and women and spoke solemnly.
"To study for the rise of the Great Tang!"
Southern Song Dynasty.
Zhang Shijie's gaze fell on these youths, and an unprecedented anticipation was suppressed.
"Studying for the rise of a new China, good!”
"These are the people after Chen Duxiu. A new batch of people is about to shine.”
"From the first batch of Tan Sitong to the second batch of Mister Sun, the third batch of Chen Duxiu, Li Dazhao, and now the fourth batch.”
Yes, the fourth batch had arrived.
Awareness Society!
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Now.
Hu Nan.
The ten-year-old Li Bai was chopping firewood on the mountain. He had the same name as Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, but in the future, he would become an underground agent and carry a heavy burden. Later generations would commemorate him with the TV series, The Everlasting Radio Wave.
Li Bai had dropped out of school for a long time. Because of his mother's death, he had to shoulder the burden of raising his younger brother and sister.
At this moment, he clenched his fists as he looked at the magazine in front of him.
New youth!
For the first time, Mr. Chen Duxiu ignited the fire of science and democracy. He clenched his fists and his eyes were filled with anticipation.
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Northeast.
This year, Liu Changchun turned eleven.
He seemed to be running forever, from home to school. In school, the young man didn't have many thoughts.
He only thought of his father's expectations for him.
To prove that China, the Chinese, were not the sick men of East Asia in the Olympic Games overseas!
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Shang Hai.
Yuan Shu, who was eight years old, read the newspaper.
Under the influence of his father, he looked at the new youth with anticipation. This was no longer just a magazine, but carried the expectations of the youth of the country and the future of China.
Hu Nan.
On the street.
Many students from the Hu Nan Youth Club were wearing long robes and sweating profusely. They were constantly handing out flyers and waving flags to promote the slogan of Mr. Chen Duxiu and the Hunan review he organized.
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At that moment.
Big Ming.
Zhang Ju Zheng was trembling, but he still spoke with difficulty.
"These people are the fourth generation. This great nation has been exploring and creating step by step.”
New words appeared on the golden list.
After Chen Duxiu was released from prison, the welcome party dispersed. Zhou Shuren began to answer his brother's question about why there was only one editor in the new youth.
At this moment, the scene unfolded.
Zhou Zuoren looked at the editor and lead writer of the New Youth gradually leaving with a complicated expression.
"Mr. Chen Duxiu is so extreme, why did you suggest letting him be the editor of the new youth? Although Shizhi was cautious, it was not to the extent of causing any major problems.”
In fact, he wasn't the only one. Many editors who were familiar with New Youth had the same question.
Whether it was Chen Duxiu or Li Dazhao, both of them had become more and more radical. In this era of high pressure, if they weren't careful, even their bones would be destroyed.
But at this moment, Zhou Shu Ren shook his head.
"Shizhi's mentality would never allow things to escalate, but Zhongfu dared. Not only did he dare, but he had already done so.”
"If it were you, would you choose to stand by Zhongfu's side or Shizhi's side?”
"This era needs warriors!!”
His younger brother, Zhou Zuoren, didn't say anything. He frowned and pondered.
At this moment, Zhou Shu Ren did not continue to explain.
"It's my turn. It's my turn."
He only put on a black robe, held a pen, and walked into the night sky arrogantly.
That's right, he would also participate in the battle and walk at the forefront.
In this era, it was time to change one's mind!
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On the golden roll, the counting of words continued.
Realizing that he needed to die, Chen Duxiu chose to leave Beijing University at the end of the year. Qian Xuantong, Liu Bannong, Huang Kan, Gu Hongming, and others came to send him off. They represented different camps and finally understood Chen Duxiu's great ambition.
At this moment.
Beijing University.
It was already the end of the year, and the weather was bone-chilling. The wind was strong, and even though there was sunlight, it was still very cold.
Chen Duxiu was wearing a long robe and a hat. He smiled at the people in front of him.
Qian Xuantong, Liu Bannong, Huang Kan, Gu Hongming, and the others were all there. These people had come to send him off.
Chen Duxiu asked.
"Where's Shizhi?"
"The five ministers went abroad, so he went to send them off." Qian Xuantong said.”
At this moment, Chen Duxiu fell silent.
He turned his head and looked at the campus where he had taught for who knew how many winters and summers. Because of the holidays, there were not many students left.
The pioneers who had once stirred up the students 'voices were now gone, and he actually felt the bleak autumn wind.
He took a deep breath.
He could only hope that they could walk the right path.
Liu Bannong seemed to be infected by this emotion as well. He felt a little sad about parting.
"I'm leaving too. I'm going to Eagle Country."
Chen Duxiu seemed to have expected this. He smiled and took out a calligraphy painting from his luggage."I know. I wrote you a piece of calligraphy.”
When he took out the calligraphy, the few of them were looking at the calligraphy in front of them.
He had the ambition to soar to the sky, floating in the lake and sea. Occasionally rest in the city, but also cut off the pursuit of climbing.
Cold shadow back thin people, lonely cloud together to go back and forth. On the way to meet Wang Zijin, sooner or later to the three mountains.
Liu Bannong was silent for a long time before his voice became much lower.
"I can't bear to part with this place, you, and our 'New Youth'."
"The New Youth is still here. You're the overseas Doujin editor of this magazine."”
Huang Kan sighed." Zhongfu, you gave up your position as a professor and went to edit a magazine. Once you left, China lost a general history. How many people have lost this?"”
Chen Duxiu's expression was calm when he mentioned the loss of literature.
"Whether it's a loss or not, it's up to the public to decide.”
"No need, Brother Zhongfu." Huang Kan shook his head and laughed.”
Gu Hongming had always represented traditional culture and spirit. At this moment, his eyes lit up."Zhongfu, do you still want to fight?"
"As long as you are alive, the battle will not stop!" Chen Duxiu said solemnly.”
The few of them laughed and cupped their fists at each other.
At this moment, Gu Hongming represented the traditional culture, Huang Kan represented the Destiny Sect, and Liu Bannong represented the Western Sect. However, at this moment, there was a new camp in the crowd.
Max's thought, the path of social life.
Chen Duxiu!
They stood in the cold wind, sending off a brand new camp.
Chen Duxiu left the school with his luggage and the cold wind.
Standing behind him, Gu Hong Ming and the others looked at Chen Du Xiu and actually felt a trace of loneliness.
Chen Duxiu's voice came from the wind. It sounded like he was talking to himself, but it also sounded like he was telling his friends and students.
"I often think that if a country has suffered a crushing defeat in every foreign war in the past hundred years, how afraid would its people be?”
" In times of misfortune, there is no wise old man to support the weak soul. In this dying land, there are ancestors who are in a constant state of panic.”
"I want to wake them up!"
Huang Kan's expression changed. Gu Hongming and the others also looked at the back of the figure in shock.
On this day, a person walked alone at the forefront of the times.
He crossed the mountains and brought his will to awaken a country that had been sleeping for thousands of years!
Everyone, be bold. Each of you will go on your own path. We will march forward bravely.
Generations of people will eventually create a great China!
Now, the most dangerous path of death, let Chen Duxiu go first!
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This year was 1920, and after that, the road was the only light.
This sentence reflected the golden list. The first emperor of the Qin Dynasty looked at this sentence.
He suddenly understood the phrase of the initial inventory: I hope that the youths of my country will be able to do things and speak out. If they have a bit of heat, they will give off a bit of light. They will be like fireflies and can also give off a little light in the darkness. They don't have to wait for a torch. If there is no torch in the future, I will be the only light…
"So that's how it is. The only light here represents the only path to China, and this path can be passed!”
"Future students, I hope that you can defend this land that has been passed down for thousands of years…"
Ying Zheng alighted from the carriage and looked at the golden list. For the first time, he spoke of the brilliance of jade, and he was filled with anticipation.
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