Chapter 298

"Oh, this is Xiao Jun, young man is very energetic. Good, good! "

"Yingzi, you are talented in Jiangdong. This guy looks good at it

"Don't talk about the useless. It's good to see Xiao Jun. come on, Xiao Jun, write a poem for us old comrades. I've been listening to Guan and Chen all the way. They said, "how highly conscious are you?"

Since Xiao Jun came out of the crowd, he was surrounded by a group of old people.

This scene in the eyes of people around, not to mention the impact of the heart how much.

In particular, I heard that several big bosses who asked Xiao Jun to write a poem on the spot almost fainted on the spot.

What's the situation? Is Xiao Jun a poet?

But even poets can't let these old comrades value it so much, can they?

In the middle of the crowd, Xiao Jun's mood is quite complicated at the moment.

In fact, among the old people present, he only knew Guan. As for the others, Xiao Jun only heard that he was asked to participate in the performance of the aircraft carrier report under the strong request of a joint petition.

When did Xiao Jun become so famous among these veteran comrades?

Of course, the present situation is not the time to ask these questions.

Xiao Jun followed up politely, bending around and nodding to ask "good leadership", followed by a few words of humility, saying that he did not dare to make a fool of himself in public.

Such a modest attitude is another wave of favor in front of veteran comrades.

Seeing that the private conversation is almost over, Xiao Jun is about to leave. Just at this time, a little boy comes out of the VIP channel and runs to Mr. Ning happily.

"Grandfather, grandfather, many uncles are waiting for you. Mom asked me to come and call you

The sudden appearance of light rain makes a group of old people smile.

Guan extended his hand, fondly stroked Xiaoyu's brain, joked: "this is Xiaoyu, it's growing so big, can give your grandfather as a correspondent."

People around with a smile, light rain is staring at the old clothes.

"This grandfather, why are there patches on your clothes? Do you have no money to buy new clothes?"

The so-called tongyanwuji, Xiaoyu this sentence is naturally a roar of laughter.

Xiao Jun stood aside, but did not dare to make fun of Guan Lao, just like Xiaoyu, looking at Guan Lao's robe, he was full of doubts.

It must be very meaningful to wear such a dress to attend the aircraft carrier report performance?

The old Guan over there, who just called Xiao Jun over, seemed to have something to say. Seeing the doubts in Xiao Jun's eyes, he immediately asked, "Xiao Jun, do you see these two words on my clothes?"

The two words mentioned by Mr. Guan are just the two patches on his shoulder, which seem to be embroidered with red silk thread, and feel like two words written in cinnabar red pen, "Tiancheng".

Xiao Jun, of course, has observed it for a long time. With the narration of Guan himself and the cheering supplement of the old comrades around him, Xiao Jun understands the story behind the dress.

During the Anti Japanese War, war was everywhere. The founding leader led the troops to work behind the enemy lines in Yanbian. At that time, the place he borrowed was guanlao's home.

At that time, Guan was a well-known scholar, but he had an ambition to go to the front line to kill the enemy and serve the country. He almost gave up his family wealth to support the Anti Japanese war team, and almost donated his last clothes.

In this way, he supported the Anti Japanese troops, but he only wanted to change the position of a small soldier to fight on the front line.

But the leader said that he didn't agree with anything. When a scholar went to the battlefield, he kept the old guard by his side.

Since then, Guan has become the leader's side, once in an emergency, Guan blocked a cold gun for the leader, but the shoulder armor was penetrated by a bullet.

When the injury on the body was healed, the holes in the clothes were mended with patches.

This is where the two patches came from.

The founding leaders of China liked poetry and often improvised poems to show their mind. According to Guan himself, once after the leader wrote another poem, he clapped his hands and cheered, but the leader shook his head slightly. He picked up a cinnabar pen and wrote "Tiancheng" on Guan Lao's clothes patch.

At that time, the leader made it clear when Guan understood the meaning of "Tiancheng" and when he would appreciate the leader's pen and ink again.

Guan didn't know why, even if he changed his name to Guan Tiancheng later, he still couldn't understand the essence of these two words.

After years of washing, the two who used to be personally painted by the leader have faded away. Now what Guan left behind is that he specially asked someone to embroider it with silk thread along the handwriting.

It's such a dress. Guan has kept it for decades and only wears it on important occasions.

"Xiao Jun, when the word" Tiancheng "was written, it was also the time when the leader gave me a cinnabar pen. Since then, I have decided that if I don't understand Tiancheng, I will not speak good poetry.You were the only one who let me wave my cinnabar pen again in more than 20 years. In fact, at that time, I wanted to ask you if you understood the meaning of "Tiancheng".

It's a pity that I didn't bring this dress, and I didn't have time to talk about it. I happened to meet you today. I just take this opportunity to ask you. If you know it, you can say it. If you don't know it, you can say it. It doesn't matter if you're wrong. If it makes sense, I'll look up at you. Ha ha... "

Guan Lao Lang laughed, but this time, surprisingly, no one echoed. Instead, they all focused on Xiao Jun.

This made Xiao Jun almost faint.

Isn't that cheating, Guan.

That was written by the leader of the founding of the people's Republic of China. You asked me, a little man, to try to figure out the leader's mind. My God, I look up to you too much.

Xiao Jun swallows his saliva difficultly. It's hard for him to figure out the meaning behind those two words, but he begins to figure out Guan Lao's mind.

Xiao Jun's performance in Jianmen mountain was a bit surprising, but he didn't pay so much attention to it.

Unless

"Xiao Jun, don't hesitate, just say it. The verses you sent to master Haoyuan made me want to know more about you. "

Guan once again said a word, others don't understand, Xiao Jun understood at that time.

So it is.

It turned out that Guan knew the content of Xiao Jun's communication with people from all directions.

In this way, Guan should also know the particularity of Xiao Jun's identity.

Regardless of whether Guan Laoxiang believes in "rebirth crossing" or not, just looking at the current situation, Guan must always be ready to decide the attitude of the upper class towards Xiao Jun through Xiao Jun's reply.

Since talking with several foreigners that day, Xiao Jun has gradually let go of his rebirth identity.

No matter how many people know about him, and no matter how many people believe or don't believe in his origin, he just needs to live his life, and doesn't need to hide. Many things, it is because of the hidden tuck will lead to greater trouble.

Looking back, it's not hard to understand that Guan can let Xiao Jun figure out the leader's mind.

Maybe Guan doesn't have any malice at all. It's just that an old man wants to solve the knot that has troubled him for many years, but he doesn't have the gist. Finally find Xiao Jun such a strange, of course, can't wait to try.

The more he thought about it, the clearer he was thinking. Xiao Jun simply opened his heart and gave a smile.

"Mr. Guan, I dare not speculate on the leader's intention. I can only talk about my own ideas. I don't know if you've heard one sentence. It's "a good work is made in heaven, but it's got by chance.". Old comrades and leaders like the poems I wrote. I'm afraid that those masterpieces were made by nature. I just learned by accident and said them in front of you. Therefore, I can't bear your admiration. "

With these words, Xiao Jun looks at Guan quietly.

Seeing that Guan was obviously shocked for a long time, he suddenly burst out laughing and said, "well, there's another one:" a masterpiece is made in heaven, and it's got by chance. ". Good, good! "

With these words, Guan slapped Xiao Jun heavily on the shoulder three times, then turned to walk up the VIP passageway and went to the venue.

When Guan left, a group of veteran comrades also gave Xiao Jun a thumbs up one after another and entered the venue with Guan's pace.

Xiao Jun scratched his head and laughed. He only sighed that the system was niubai. A foreign classic quotation made him like a big man.

Watching the old leaders enter the meeting hall, he was about to turn around and walk away, and a big hand patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Jun!"

Looking back, he was a hale and hearty old man with an old-fashioned military uniform. A lot of military medals on his chest dazzled Xiao Jun.

"Er, old leader, Hello, hello."

He said hello, but he was wondering who this old comrade was and how he felt familiar with himself, but he had never seen him before.

Fortunately, the old man reported himself directly.

"I'm Chen Gang's father!"

"Chen Gang? Oh, you mean Chen Bureau of Xucheng police station. Ah, Hello, Mr. Chen. "

"Well, Xiao Jun, I ask you. Did your micro movie make money? "

"Well, make a little."

"What a little bit? It's hundreds of millions. You don't know when I'm an old man. I heard that you donated a lot of money to the children's Fund. How do you know how to care for children, and how to care for us old people? "

"Dare not, dare not, all care, all care."

Facing such a fierce old man, Xiao Jun doesn't know how to speak.

I still remember that when Xu Cheng was caught by the police, it seemed that this old Chen helped to coordinate. Li Qiang also said that when Xiaolong company was established, all kinds of things were handled properly with the help of Chen Bureau. I remember that director Feng also mentioned that it was Chen who initiated the initiative to let Xiao Jun participate in the performance.In the past, Comrade Chen seemed to have helped Xiao Jun a lot in private.

But what does it have to do with making money from micro movies and caring for the elderly?

"Xiao Jun, I heard from my family Chen Gang that you have a company under your hand. Does it involve real estate? Forget it, no matter whether it is related to real estate or not. Anyway, you have money. Take care of us old comrades. Lao Zhao, come here and say for yourself

With a wave of old Chen's hand, an old man with a face full of twelve points came over.

Xiao Jun doesn't know why, but the real estate tycoons around him, who have just spoken harshly to Xiao Jun, are looking at him with wide eyes. One by one, they want to stretch their necks to listen to Xiao Jun's conversation.