Chicken soup for the soul has been baptized by the Internet in modern society. If you can’t say a few words about chicken soup for the soul, it would be a failure. But in this era, chicken soup for the soul is the best medicine.
When Zhang Tianhao said a few words about Chicken Soup for the Soul, he did not expect that the effect would be so good, and it would slowly spread among the students.
People nowadays need spiritual comfort, especially in this era. They have strong goals but lack a kind of motivation, and this chicken soup for the soul is the best motivation.
Even in the activity room, Chen Haifeng still looked at him with a strange look, his eyes filled with an inexplicable fanaticism.
"Zhiya, I didn't expect that you would be so thoughtful and aware. It's really beyond my expectation. You rarely spoke before, really!"
"I do not remember!"
"Then how did you know about this activity room?"
"Didn't someone come in? I dragged you in. Isn't this wrong? If it's wrong, let's go find another place. What do you think?"
Zhang Tianhao said as he prepared to take Haifeng to other activity rooms to find people.
"Hey, that's Ruyu, why is she here too?"
At this moment, he saw two more students coming to the door. One of them was Ruyu from their class, a very sweet and pretty girl.
"You can go anywhere, it's right here. Let's find a place. Sit down and wait. The teacher will come soon. If you wait any longer, you may not be able to find a place."
"All right!"
This is not the first time that Zhang Tianhao has participated in this type of student gathering. When he was in Peiping, he arrested many students and threw them into the military camp for training.
Now is the time to directly participate in it as a student. I really feel that things have changed and people have changed.
I used to live quite comfortably in Peiping, but the problem is that when I go to Shanghai, I have to be careful everywhere. If I'm not careful, I will get into trouble, and I will shed my skin even if I don't die.
"Hey, Mr. Liu, you're here too. I remember you've never participated in such an activity before?"
Just when Zhang Tianhao and Chen Haifeng sat down, they saw Ruyu looking at Zhang Tianhao who was sitting there with a shocked face, and screamed in surprise.
"Ah, classmate Ruyu, hello, it's like this. This classmate Haifeng dragged me here. I don't remember coming to participate. He insisted on saying that I came often to participate, so he deceived me into coming.
Really."
As he spoke, he glared at Chen Haifeng fiercely.
However, this look obviously did not have any lethality. Chen Haifeng just shrugged lightly and smiled proudly.
"Classmate Chen Haifeng, what you are doing is wrong. It will affect the enthusiasm of others. Our activity is originally..."
"Okay, okay, isn't this for classmate Zhiya? He doesn't remember, isn't it also good to help him recall memories? Let's do this. Zhiya will participate first today. If he doesn't want to participate in the future, then
I’ll forget about it if I don’t come, don’t you think?”
As he spoke, he stretched his face over and looked at Zhang Tianhao with a half-smile, but without any apologetic expression on his face. It was obvious that he had been quite familiar with the real Liu Zhiya in the past.
Our deskmates and classmates are even rarer brothers.
"Okay, classmate Ruyu, it doesn't matter anymore. Now that you're here, come here! It doesn't matter if you listen. Besides, there's nothing wrong with going back now, right?"
"Okay, since you said that, let's listen first. However, you don't know the rules here yet. What you hear and see, don't talk nonsense to the outside world, otherwise we will be in bad luck, really!"
"illegal!"
A word appeared directly in Zhang Tianhao's mind, but he soon laughed confidently.
"After I heard this, I will say that I have never been here, let alone seen you. I just came here to ask for advice on a surgery technique in a book. Do you think that's right?"
"That's pretty much it!"
As a few people talked quietly here, they saw the door of the door being pushed open again. Zuo Ruyue, wearing a small women's suit, walked to the front, followed by a middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man is none other than Zuo Ruyue's husband, Accountant Zhu.
"Dear students, today I have the honor to invite an old comrade. Today's activity is mainly to invite him to give a lecture so that everyone can learn together."
"By the way, you can call him Teacher Zhu. If you have any questions, you can ask directly."
Looking at more than thirty students below, they were sitting there with their heads stretched out, waiting for Accountant Zhu's speech. Some even took out pens and notebooks to take some notes.
Zhang Tianhao also took out a pen and a notebook and prepared to record it.
"Good afternoon, classmates. My name is Zhu Weimin. I am a teacher and a patriotic teacher. I believe you have also seen that the country is in a state of crisis now..."
As Zhu Weimin continued to speak, his expressive expression made the students below mesmerized and made their blood boil with excitement.
The passion of youth, youth, is a period full of vitality and hope. Each student is slowly accepting the baptism of this thought, and a root is slowly taking root in their hearts. That is the root.
It will slowly grow, sprout, and eventually become a towering tree.
It's just that the seedling is still very small now.
Even Zhang Tianhao, who was sitting below, felt a little excited when he heard it, but it soon subsided.
With an indifferent expression, he seemed to be looking at this event from the outside world, or from the perspective of God.
After all, he who has been baptized by the modern soul is much richer than what students today receive, and this small gathering cannot affect him at all.
But he was more filled with emotion, a kind of patriotic enthusiasm, a firm belief, and a kind of pride that put life and death at risk.
Zhang Tianhao seemed to be nothing, but the eyes of the people on both sides were shining like vicious wolves, and their eyes were filled with an indescribable passion.
To be more precise, it is a kind of fanaticism.
Ruyu was like this, Chen Haifeng was like this, even their eyes all fell on Zhu Weimin in front, and other things seemed to have been forgotten.
Listening to such a speech with full concentration, absorbing the power of faith in it.
"Students, now the country is at a critical juncture. As a new generation of students, we should actively stand up. For the sake of the country, for the nation, and for our future generations, we should use our full blood to restore the innocence of this world.
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"I believe everyone knows that as students and senior intellectuals, we are talents, especially as doctors, our lucky position is the operating table, the scalpel in your hands..."
"Dear classmates, you are the hope of the new generation. You are the future of the country and the hope of the nation. You are the most cutting-edge anti-Japanese comrades. You are..."
As his speech continued, the applause from below also sounded like thunder. After all, this speech was really wonderful.
"Okay, now is the time for you to study on your own. You can discuss it and express your opinions freely. Let's get started."
