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Chapter 643 Silhouette (2)

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    "Mom. My classmates are going to the streets." Yue Lin's son's voice sounded uncertain on the phone.  After understanding her son¡¯s voice on the phone, Yue Lin¡¯s heart began to beat faster.  However, as a mother, Yue Lin calmed down at this time.  She made a quick judgment, and then said in a calm and firm tone: "Are you afraid that if you don't participate, you will be isolated by your classmates?" "I'm not afraid of that either. I just want to watch the fun, I want to see jokes.  ." At the end, Yue Lin's son lowered his voice.  There was no objection or criticism. Yue Lin calmly replied: "You really want to see a joke. Then come home first. I'll watch the fun with you." "Really?" There was a loud tone in his son's voice.  Suspect.  ¡°It¡¯s such a mess now, it¡¯s not a big deal if I take a few days off. Not to mention it¡¯s just a half-day off.¡± Yue Lin continued to express her views in an influential and calm tone.  "Okay." The son was convinced.  Within an hour, Yue Lin appeared at the gate of her son's school.  There was no one on the street at this time, or there were large, disconnected groups of people.  The drive that originally took more than an hour was shortened to the limit.  At this time, the big iron gate of the school was ajar, and the campus was empty.  Yue Lin wondered if her baby couldn't hold it back and left with the brigade.  " Arriving at the classroom with an uneasy mood, Yue Lin saw a few students in the room, and her son was reading in his seat.  At this moment, Yue Lin couldn't help but want to praise her son for finally growing up.  More than half an hour later, Yue Lin looked at her son in the passenger seat, and then at a banner that read ¡®I am a hero and my son is a hero¡¯.  Both mother and son were on the roof of the building, looking down at it. This banner was inconspicuous among the many banners.  However, from her son's words, Yue Lin heard that this banner was the reason why her son was extremely dissatisfied.  Biting her lip slightly, Yue Lin didn't even notice her son beside her for a while.  This banner filled her chest with simple class feelings.  If everything depends on me and my background, people like Yue Lin who come from a poor background will never have the chance to change their destiny by passing the exam.  At this moment, looking around, the armed police maintaining law and order were observing from the outside of the square.  "Let's go. There shouldn't be anything going on now. It's boring to watch." After saying that, Yue Lin was a little surprised at the unkindness in her tone.  However, this feeling of disgust came from the heart, and Yue Lin could not calm it down easily no matter what.  When I got home, my son went to the study room to read.  Yue Lin thought about it and couldn't help but dial a number.  After a while, the phone was picked up.  Wei Xiu's voice came from the phone, "Hello, who's there?" "I'm Yue Lin. Are you okay now?" Yue Lin felt very surprised. The situation outside was so chaotic. She thought Wei Xiu was probably  It will be quite busy.  Wei Xiu's voice sounded quite relaxed, "It's so chaotic outside, I don't want to go out and join in the fun. I was just relaxing at home, so you called me." "Children these days are so shameless." Youwei  Xiu took the lead, and Yue Lin felt extremely angry.  She told Wei Xiu about the banner "I am a hero and my son is a hero" that she saw today.  After she finished speaking, she didn't think there was anything wrong.  Wei Xiu is indeed the daughter of His Majesty Wei Ze, and Wei Xiu is also a very delicate woman.  But this kind of squeamishness is limited to when Wei Xiu faces her own life. Yue Lin doesn't remember Wei Xiu feeling superior when facing others.  When listening to Yue Lin's story, Wei Xiu was not only not angry, but was even made to laugh several times.  Perhaps because she felt that this was not polite to her old classmates, Wei Xiu held back her smile and said, "Why do you need to be familiar with those people?" After chatting for more than ten minutes, Wei Xiu felt a little tired after putting down the phone.  Chatting with friends can certainly relieve the spirit, but this time the topic was not good.  Compared with the chaos outside, Wei Xiu felt that the little storm at home might be more dangerous and intense.  Wei Xiu¡¯s mother is Li Yifang, which does not prevent Wei Xiu from agreeing that her half-brother Rui must have a bright future.  In fact, this is also true. With the help of his father, Qi Rui has secured the top spot in the second generation of the Republic with his own merits.  But when he thought of Qi Rui's mother, Qi Hongyi, Wei Xiu felt that the old lady seemed to be possessed.  Everyone thinks that Qi Rui will definitely become the chairman of the Republic of China one day, but the old lady Qi Hongyi hopes that Qi Rui can become the emperor of the Republic of China.  Not just a citizen like Wei Ze who only had the title of emperor, but a truly powerful emperor.  Wei Xiu couldn't help but want to laugh when he thought of those slogans "We want an emperor, not a chairman."  If those people were sincere, they simply failed to understand that the reason why His Majesty Emperor Wei Ze was praised had nothing to do with the title of emperor.  If those people have ulterior motives, their political wink is completely directed at the wrong target.  As for the slogan "I am a hero, my son is a hero", Wei Xiu felt that young people are interested in?The desire for power.  And the desire for power seems to be the third generation, or the children of one and a half generations.  The relationship between these people is really fascinating.  Can those little guys really piss into the same pot as those who are trying to "come from the dragon"?  Wei Xiu was very suspicious.  Just when I was bored and thinking about family problems, the phone rang again.  Wei Xiu answered the phone, and her mother Li Yifang's voice came out, "Come to my place. Your father is going to Beijing. Please help him pack his luggage." More than half an hour later, Wei Xiu arrived at Nanjing Army College.  This was the first time in her life that she saw so many soldiers protecting her father Wei Ze.  When Wei Xiu was born, the Republic of China entered peace.  Even if there is another war, it will either be a small-scale battle in a remote area, or it will be shouldered by young soldiers like Qi Rui.  The story of my father wearing a military uniform and commanding thousands of troops only appeared in my mother's memories of the past.  Then Wei Xiu saw her father Wei Ze walking out in a military uniform with a neat military appearance.  It's still the familiar dad, but with a completely unfamiliar expression.  As the eldest daughter in the family, Wei Xiu has been loved by her father since she was a child.  This was the first time. Dad just glanced at Wei Xiu with a very indifferent attitude, and then left in the direction of the army.  Wei Xiu stared at her father's back for several seconds. This was the first time she saw her father's side as a soldier.  So calm, so indifferent, and so full of oppression.  However, when Wei Xiu saw his father standing in front of the troops, a uniform voice suddenly sounded from the square formation composed of thousands of soldiers.  That was the sound of standing at attention.  Wei Xiu was really surprised that such a small and simple movement could create such a movement.  "Hello, comrades!" "Hello, chief!" "Good job, comrades!" "Serve the people!" In a standard dialogue of one question and one answer, the thunderous answers of thousands of soldiers made the playground echo.  After a moment, more intense cheers suddenly broke out from the troops, "Long live the Holy One! Long live the Holy One! Long live the Holy One! Long live the Holy One!" The cheers continued continuously, as if they had substantial power.  Wei Xiu felt like he was going to be pushed back by the cheers.  No words are needed, just intuition can confirm that as long as Father Weiser gives an order, this army will destroy all obstacles blocking the way forward.  Reluctantly putting her mind away, Wei Xiu quickly entered her father's residence.  Her mother, Li Yifang, had already taken out her belongings, and Wei Xiu quickly stuffed them into the suitcase.  The guard picked up his suitcase and went out.  Wei Xiu couldn't help but ask: "Mom, was my father so majestic before?" Li Yifang smiled slightly, "These are only a few people. Your father also attended the swearing-in meeting of 100,000 people. The sound at that time was called shaking.  "I saw your father standing there motionless, that's what he calls majesty." After hearing what his mother said, Wei Xiu suddenly felt that she was thinking too much.  There is an army, led by dad Weiser.  No matter who is doing the conspiracy, they will probably end up being crushed.  "Force cannot solve the problem, but it can solve the problem."  Such a sentence that once made Wei Xiu feel ridiculous suddenly popped up in her mind.  This time, Wei Xiu didn't laugh.
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