Chapter 212

The housekeeper was shocked to see Zhao Wanrou walking out of her mind.

"Miss, where are you going..."

"It's none of your business. Don't bother me!"

Zhao Wanrou glared at each other. She put it in her pocket and held the browning tightly. Obviously, I have never taken a gun in my life, but at this moment, a kind of towering hatred rises from my heart.

If only Su Qinghuan didn't exist in this world!

My father won't be so disappointed with himself. He also said that he couldn't understand Su Qinghuan's patriotic feelings at all, but the point is that Su Qinghuan is clearly a businessman!

The world is full of prosperity. Zhao Wanrou believes that no business trades without fraud.

No, Zhao Wanrou just inquired about the people in her circle of friends and found that many students rated Su Qinghuan very well, and even began to patronize the business of Su's firm!

Su Qinghuan is willing to donate that 5% of the profit. It's the wool that comes from the sheep. It's no wonder that woman can throw a lot of money when so many people take the initiative to send Su Qinghuan money!

……

At this moment, Jiangcheng university is in a warm atmosphere.

Su Qinghuan stood in front of the microphone in the auditorium. Instead of wearing a bun and a high pull as usual, she changed into a very simple female student's sheep horn braid and wore a simple cheongsam in blue after the rain.

Compared with the radiance of the past, there is a youthful atmosphere belonging to young people at this moment, which reminds people of a lilac in the rain lane. It is clean, fragrant and graceful.

"I think we will win this war, but it doesn't mean that the students in Kyushu can wait to die."

"If everyone can consciously stand up and make even a little contribution to the country, there is hope for the country."

"Holding a large flag on the street may not be right, but those who are born and raised in this land, have to pick up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to scold their mother, which definitely means that you have abandoned your country."

Su Qinghuan held the microphone impassively, with a deep voice.

"The little woman is not talented. She also knows that a country has a home first. If everyone thinks it is right to abandon their country, it may be OK for one person to do so, but what about tens of millions of people?"

"The thousand mile dike was destroyed by the ant nest. I hope you can ask yourself, if you really think your country is insignificant, you can't find the meaning of the root even if you escape to a foreign country thousands of miles away and enjoy the best facilities and conditions."

"There are tens of millions of Kyushu scholars who have settled overseas. I don't want to condemn them, but I hope that even if you really choose to live overseas, please remember that your motherland is in dire straits. At least don't say bad words. Please treat it well."

……

How many people have forgotten their own blood and wantonly spread the corruption of Kyushu.

Maybe worshiping foreign things and fawning on foreign things can really reduce the burden on these people, but they are doomed to be foreign places everywhere and can't find the way home for their souls in this life.

Su Qinghuan did not feel ashamed of choosing to settle overseas, but looked down on people like Zhang Yaozong.

People of Kyushu nationality who are willing to donate money and materials for the country and tide over the difficulties together also deserve respect.

……

What Su Qinghuan said was not difficult to understand, but the students present were silent that Su Qinghuan actually gave a bilingual speech!

The people present were surprised to see Su Qinghuan talking with several external professors.

Later, when Su Qinghuan burst out the third language, everyone already had the mentality of looking at immortals.

"Who on earth is Miss Su wrapping her feet? I think she's as fast as flying!"

"Yes, I thought old-fashioned women were stupid. Unexpectedly, Miss Su completely overturned my impression of old-fashioned women."

Hearing the surrounding people's evaluation of Su Qinghuan, Mu Beicheng smiled, took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to the girl who was answering her classmates' questions.

"Drink some water."

It seems that as long as he knows more about Su Qinghuan, his love for her will expand and grow infinitely.

The most important thing in life is not what material conditions, but that someone is willing to fight side by side with you.

A scholar is a confidant, and a woman is a lover.

Mu Beicheng did not expect that Su Qinghuan could perfectly meet these two points.

She is not only in line with all her fantasies about the opposite sex, but even beyond gender, making people want to sympathize with each other.

……

Su Qing smiled and took the water from Mubei city.

"Thank you."

She was about to have a drink when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps at the door of the auditorium.

All the students present turned their heads discontentedly to see who was so ignorant.

Generally, even if there are students who are late to listen to the lecture, they should come quietly like a kitten instead of wearing high heels!

"Isn't that the daughter of adjutant Zhao?"

"Miss Zhao? What is she doing here? Does she want to intercede with Zhang Yaozong?"

Since Su Qinghuan became famous for donating money and materials to front-line soldiers, her love history has been gossip many times in newspapers. Some small newspapers even attached photos of Su Qinghuan, Zhang Yaozong and Zhao Wanrou.

All the students present are familiar with Zhao Wanrou's appearance.

They looked at the pretty face and wondered why Zhang Yaozong chose to leave Su Qinghuan!

In terms of face and temperament, Su Qinghuan absolutely crushed Zhao Wanrou ten streets.

In terms of talent and academic qualifications, Su Qinghuan may not be as educated as Zhao Wanrou. She is just a girl who has not graduated from an old school. However, Su Qinghuan has just given a speech, quoted scriptures, and communicated in many languages. Everyone has completely admired Su Qinghuan's pomegranate skirt.

This appreciation is not about beauty, but about the admiration of talented people.

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"You are not welcome here."

Mu Beicheng took the lead in stepping down from the podium. He glanced at Zhao Wanrou coldly. He only felt that this woman was boring like a fly.

"Commander, isn't Jiangcheng university always pursuing the idea that everyone can receive education? Why can't I come?"

Zhao Wanrou is unwilling to look at Mu Beicheng. Her eyes are filled with tears. She is very jealous that Mu Beicheng should protect Su Qinghuan so much.

Although she is not a student of Jiangcheng University, Jiangcheng university has always been teaching without class. She doesn't mind any foreign students coming to the school to listen!

"Just because Qinghuan doesn't like you."

Mu Beicheng said, and wanted adjutant Zhao to take away his troubled daughter directly.

As a result, before the man turned around, he suddenly noticed the cold color of the barrel in Zhao Wanrou's hand.

"Go to hell!"

"No!"

Mu Beicheng's heart jumped and saw the bullet coming out of the air and hitting his sweetheart. He subconsciously blocked Su Qinghuan!