Chapter 40

When Lin Weiwei and Liu Li go to the rental building, Wang Yan is full of energy and waiting there.

Today, Wang Yan is dressed in a low profile.

Zhan old man's red T-shirt, sports pants, with a cap, like a teenager on a sword trip.

"Good morning! You two didn't eat, did you? I bought milk and bread at a nearby convenience store

Liu Lixi Zizi took the milk, it was actually hot.

"Wow! How is it heated? What time did you go out? "

"In the convenience store, there are cookers for heating food. They are kind enough to help heat it up."

Wang Yan did not say too clearly, but think about all know, certainly not free.

Lin Weiwei plugs in a straw and takes a big gulp. She sighs comfortably.

"I can drink hot milk when I get up in the morning If you have a conscience, it's not for nothing. "

The three of them got on the bus laughing and went straight to Tian'anmen Square.

Lin Weiwei is very smart to park the car in the parking lot of the Capital Hotel, 25 yuan an hour, anyway, some local Haoyan reimbursement.

We'll be out in three minutes.

Then Lin Weiwei trotted with Wang Yan and Liu Li all the way to the underpass between Chang'an Street and the west side road of the square to grab a very favorable waiting position.

The girls in the dance academy are really different. They can't stop after their long legs are opened. They love each other.

Grab a good position, then there is a long wait.

While waiting, Lin Weiwei talks to Xiaobai.

"The waiting area at the west gate of the museum, after opening, leads to the small square facing the Tiananmen Gate Tower. Although the location is right, it is too far away to see the details of the national flag class."

"We are actually the best flag watching point, close distance, good perspective, national flag class thief handsome!"

"If you take pictures, you can't get into the mirror."

Wang Yan was excited and full of expectation.

As for the shortcomings, I don't care.

"Take a picture! I'm here to watch the flag raising, not to punch in the Internet

"Well, the waiting area will open later. You two will follow me. Let's grab a good seat!"

Lin Weiwei is full of fighting spirit. The three of them look at each other with a smile and rub their hands.

The flag was raised at 5:20 and the entrance was not opened until 4:50.

Without saying a word, they got into the room and began to run. All the way to the flag raising platform, there was still room in the middle of the first row.

Oh yeah!

The three of them were close to each other, and they would not let go of the isolation belt.

The two girls ran red, panting, but laughing excitedly.

"Wow! first row! Cool

The back is immediately full of people, from the third row back, without a self timer stick, wait to see the national flag to the top.

Wang Yan is also very excited, a heart pounding, whether it is looking at Tiananmen Gate Tower, or looking at the dim sky, there is an inexplicable emotion surging.

Protect the two girls, the body tightly together, but Wang Yan has no redundant ideas, just can't wait for the arrival of that moment.

When the national flag class finally appeared in the city tower, the square instantly boiled.

All kinds of cheers come and go. Some people sincerely shout long live the people's Republic of China, while others are singing about the motherland and calling me love you, China.

The national flag class stepped over the Jinshui bridge and immediately changed into a regular step.

Shua, Da!

Shua, Da!

It was a kind of voice and shock that could never be described in words, not only because of the tidiness, but also because of the heroic posture and solemnity of the military people, and there were many other things in it.

Starting from the national flag class, Wang Yan unconsciously clenched his fist and kept his eyes on the line.

When watching the flag raising on campus, I never felt how it was. But when I really went to the scene and watched the guard of honor with an almost devout attitude, the soul of the general and the national soul were condensed into a square inch national flag. The solemnity and solemnity were incomparable.

When the national anthem was played, Wang Yan stood at attention and sang with his lips.

The national flag is rising slowly, a wisp of good wind blows in the sky, the bright red flag flutters in the wind, like a flame.

Wang Yan can't help but think of the splendid 5000 year history of Chinese civilization, the humiliation of modern times, the rapid rise of just a few decades since the reform and opening up, and the more and more hot blooded documentaries on station B.

Great power heavy industry, super engineering, beautiful China, China on the tip of the tongue

When Wang Yan went to middle school, he gradually learned to distinguish between the good and the bad, and began to establish three outlooks. This is the period when the national pride in China is rising.

Scientific and technological progress, industrial development, catch up with Europe and the United States bit by bit, and have made one unprecedented achievement after another.

Every time I see it, I can't help but feel excited.

Wang Yan's concept of the state is very vague, and his collective sense of honor is not strong. He believes in egoism, but he is proud of his motherland only.The wisdom of the people is gradually opening up. The new generation of children have not been poisoned by bad information such as the Sino Japanese summer camp. Naturally, they have a strong mentality, and are more confident, self-esteem, open and tolerant.

And all this is due to our great motherland.

Wang Yan is very clear that he is not a pure patriot, but at the moment of looking up to the national flag, his heart is pure.

To be sure, rich people are respected everywhere.

However, only countries have roots.

The rich people without the motherland are just ghosts and ghosts. Where can they be happy if they lack a piece in their hearts?

Otherwise, why did the Jews assiduously seek restoration?

What a simple truth!

I'm sorry to ask Wang Yan to sacrifice his life for the motherland.

If you give half of your wealth, you can win a war at the level of subjugation

Here, take them all!

Forget which master once said, people should have feelings.

Wang Yan thinks that we can change it: when we are rich, when we are no longer worried about material things, we should have feelings.

Otherwise, the joy of spending money will be discounted.

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After the ceremony, the three people looked at each other and laughed, and there was a kind of inexplicable tacit understanding.

On the square, the crowd gradually dissipated, some people were excited, some people seemed to just watch a lively.

Some things can't be forced.

It's also a pleasure to visit here like clocking in and go back to talk more.

At the most, the Tao is different, not conspiring with each other.

Liu Li stretched himself and squeezed out a cry from his throat: "Oh, it's so cool!"

"Yes, I was moved by watching the flag raising from a close distance..."

Lin Weiwei learned from her open arms, two girls happily walk together, forming a beautiful landscape.

And then? Why are we going? "

"Sleep!"

Liu Li asked casually, and Lin Weiwei answered without hesitation.

Wang Yan is also sleepy. Naturally, he will not have any opinions.

"Together?"

"Get out of here

So they went back to Lu Yuanyuan's house. They had a bed and Wang Yan had a bed. They made up their sleep quietly.

After sleeping at 10 o'clock, Wang Xue and his wife wake up and drag them to the army and go out to look for food.

In order to entertain Wang Yan, everyone was very interested in ordering roast duck in Quanjude.

Wang Yan's mouth was full of oil. She was not very happy. Her sisters were all eating vegetarian food. Only Reyna, who was self indulgent, ate a full meal.

Wang Yan wants to settle the bill, but the girls don't let her go. The AA statement is a common reply, which makes Wang Yan feel very happy.

It's not like the money, but the recognition is very warm.

After dinner, Wang Yan is about to embark on the return train. After a while, Liu Li and Lin Weiwei send Wang Yan to the station.

Holding hands and chatting about ticket checking, Liu Li finally asked the question.

"You When do you want to come back to DIDU

Wang Yan leaned into her ear and laughed: "I'll come whenever you have time. If you miss me very much and don't have time, I'll think about it and come back in the end. If I miss you very much, it goes without saying that I will come. So you see, there's nothing to worry about. The temporary parting is just for a more beautiful encounter. "

Liu Li stares at him, the expression is that kind of speechless dislike, but is nodding slightly.

From the beginning to the end, there was no confession.

However, the kind of feeling that looms and wants to refuse to return to welcome is the most touching.

Before parting, the little sister's ears were red, and she put out a word with shame: "next time, I'll show you how to dance."

Wang Yan's thoughts, in an instant, deviated to his belly, steel pipe and falling clothes. He was salivating with laughter.

The train finally arrived at the station. No matter how much I didn't give up, I still had to carry my bag and wave goodbye.

"Goodbye, sister Weiwei!"

"Thirty thousand, goodbye!"

Goodbye, DIDU!

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