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Main text Chapter 267 The Jianghu is sinister (Guaranteed update 8000/15000)

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    "Pengpeng! Wake up, Pengpeng!" On the first day of the Labor Day holiday, Jiang Sen, who settled down in a hotel near Antianmen in the capital at around 9:00 last night, stared brightly at dawn before dawn.  After waking up, he ran to Cheng Zhanpeng's room and knocked on the door. He was so energetic that it made people feel noisy, "Pengpeng went to see the national flag raised!"

    Cheng Zhanpeng was woken up by Jiang Sen's voice, and he looked very haggard when he opened the door.  In middle age, he couldn't bear the fatigue of this kind of journey at all, not to mention, in terms of physical fitness alone, he was more than three levels behind Johnson.

    "Principal Jiang! Can I call you the principal?" Cheng Zhanpeng roared furiously, "You can't see it yourself!"

    "I'm afraid of getting lost!" Jiang Sen continued to jump, "I don't know the road well, the two of us go together, we have to lose together!"

    Cheng Zhanpeng slammed the door down with a bang, and ten minutes later, after brushing his teeth and washing his face, he finally regained his human appearance, and went out with Jiang Sen.  In about 20 minutes, the two arrived at the gray Tiananmen Square, which was already crowded with people.  Jiang Sen raised his hand to check the time. It was just around five o'clock. He nodded with satisfaction and comforted Principal Cheng, "Pengpeng, don't be angry. You should be glad that we came to receive the award on Labor Day. If it's Children's Day or Party Day,  Then get up at four o'clock."

    Cheng Zhanpeng rubbed his head feeling guilty, and said, "Then I have to thank you."

    Jiang Sen replied very seriously: "You're welcome."

    Peng Peng immediately asked himself in his heart, if he could start his life over again, would he still pick Jiang Sen up from the mountain.

    Then I thought about it carefully, and felt as if I was still reluctant to throw it away, and suddenly became even more angry

    The two stood in the middle of a large group of people and waited for a while. As soon as 5:15 arrived, the national anthem sounded, and the audience immediately became solemn.  Tourists from all over the world looked up at the five-star red flag rising slowly in front of Tiananmen Square in the majestic "March of the Volunteers" against the first ray of morning sun. Among the crowd, old people wearing old-style military uniforms were reported by their parents.  The two or three-year-old children who came here were either so excited that their eyes filled with tears, or were so dazed that they didn't know anything, but without exception, they all expressed their due respect for this scene.  Less than a minute later, the national flag rose to the top, and the audience suddenly burst into applause.

    "Sure enough, it feels different, awesome!" Jiang Sen, who had wanted to come to check in a long time ago, after watching the flag-raising ceremony, felt that his mental state was really different from the usual Monday flag-raising at school.  The flag raisers at the school often pull the rope half a beat faster or half a beat slower, working as if doing a task, without a sense of belief, and the minds of the scumbags who watch the flag raising are just going through the motions  mentality.

    But this side is completely different. Among the vast crowd of onlookers, there are countless people who traveled thousands of miles to see the national flag being raised in front of the Tiananmen Gate before dying.  , that emotion is very contagious.  Jiang Sen felt very useful, and was infected, so he turned around and asked Cheng Zhanpeng: "Pengpeng, do you feel that your soul has been purified?"

    Cheng Zhanpeng looked at Jiang Sen speechlessly, and sighed weakly, "Yes, yes"

    "Principal Cheng, don't be like this. After all, I visited a well-known tourist spot, so be happy."

    Cheng Zhanpeng's head was swollen, his eyelids could hardly be opened due to sleepiness, and he just wanted to sleep.

    Twenty minutes later, when he returned to the hotel, Cheng Zhanpeng barely ate something and went back to his room.

    Jiang Sen didn't feel tired, and didn't want to catch up on sleep, so he took out a paper, set a time, and started working.  In less than two hours, when he finished writing a math test paper, it was not even eight o'clock.  Jiang Sen simply set the alarm at eight o'clock to nine o'clock.

    However, this alarm clock still didn't come in handy.

    At 8:49, Jiang Sen finished writing another political test paper, got up and stretched, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.  Rubbing my stomach, I felt a little hungry, so I went to the restaurant again before the hotel's breakfast time.

    After eating breakfast at 5 o'clock in the morning, and coming back at nearly 9 o'clock, Jiang Sen walked in carelessly. Under the slightly puzzled eyes of several waiters, he sat down and started working. In a few minutes, he drank a few big meat buns and a glass of milk.  , before leaving, he also walked away with a deep-fried dough stick, munching on it, and walking away, all the waiters in the restaurant couldn't help but have serious doubts about their understanding.

    "Did he eat it once?"

    "That's rightafter five o'clock"

    "Then eat twice, should I be charged for the second time?"

    "I don't know. I've been working here for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen such a cheap breakfast"

    Brother Sen inadvertently stayed in the hoteldoorbell.

    The two looked at each other strangely.

    Jiang Sen asked: "Did you call any other service?"

    Cheng Zhanpeng actually understood in seconds, pulled his face, and said angrily: "Go and open the door!"

    Jiang Sen Pidian ran over and opened the door.

    Standing outside the house were two young men in their twenties, a man and a woman, wearing backpacks and dressed very casually. The woman smiled and asked, "Excuse me is this Jiang Sen's classmate from Dongou City No. 18 Middle School?"

    Jiang Sen couldn't figure out where he came from, so he immediately switched the trumpet, "I'm Zhang Jiahui, what do you want from Jiang Sen?"

    "Oh, we are reporters from "Southern New Financial News". I heard that Jiang Sen is here, and I want to do an interview."

    "What interview?" Cheng Zhanpeng came out of the room and confessed to the two uninvited guests, "I am the principal of Eighteenth Middle School, and he is Jiang Sen."

    The female reporter gave Jiang Sen a strange look.

    Jiang Sendao: "When walking in the rivers and lakes, be careful."

    "I'm really a reporter!" The female reporter immediately took out her ID, showed it to Jiang Sen and Cheng Zhanpeng, and said to Cheng Zhanpeng, "Hi, principal, we are reporters from Southern New Financial News. I heard that Jiang Sen  The classmate is the only student in Qujiang Province who won this top ten honor this time, and our editor-in-chief asked us to come and interview for half an hour, is that okay?"

    Cheng Zhanpeng looked at Jiang Sen, asking for advice in his eyes.

    The female reporter put her hands together quickly, and said to Jiang Sen as if she was praying to Buddha: "Please, please."

    It is indeed not easy for these two people to be able to block people in the Capital Hotel.

    Jiang Sen was still considerate of the front-line wage earners, and he let go: "Okay, just half an hour."

    "Thank you very much." The female reporter's tone of voice was a bit obvious, and she walked in with a smile.

    Two reporters entered the room and sat down. Seeing the plates on the table, they first said nonsense, "I just finished eating."  When it was time, his eyes were fixed on Jiang Sen, and he opened his mouth and asked: "Student Jiang Sen, we know that you have won many awards and achieved many achievements this year. Do you think that behind these achievements are your personal talents and talents?"  Is it important to work hard, or is the help that society gives you more important?"

    What kind of bad question is this?

    Jiang Sen directly suspected whether these two guys were serious reporters.

    "Is it not contradictory?" Jiang Sen said lightly, "The combination of internal and external factors complements each other and is indispensable. Of course, both are important."

    "So you mean, you still agree with our current education system?"

    "Isn't this nonsense?" Jiang Sen raised his face slightly, stared at the female reporter, and asked angrily, "What exactly do you want to ask? If you ask such inexplicable things, I won't serve you."

    "Uh that's right." The female reporter was dismissed by Jiang Sen without asking a few questions, so she could only falter and say, "It's actually our newspaper office. Our editor-in-chief is very interested in your character image and thinks it's okay  Let¡¯s compare it with another excellent idol in our countryit should be called a youth idol, and someone mentioned it on the Internet before, do you know Yuan Han?"

    "I know." Jiang Sen nodded.

    The female reporter asked, "What do you think of him?"

    Jiang Sen asked back: "Which aspect?"

    "Every aspect." The female reporter said, "Do you think you are better or he is better?"

    Jiang Sen smiled, "Girl, if you don't do this, the newspaper won't sell, right?"

    As soon as these words came out, the male reporter laughed with a snap.

    The two reporters were kicked out of the room by Jiang Sen before they could survive for ten minutes.

    As soon as the door was closed, Cheng Zhanpeng was at a loss, and asked in puzzlement: "This is well said, why is there such a big reaction?"

    "Pengpeng, you are naive!" Jiang Sen said, "What is Yuanhan's reputation, and what is my reputation? I say half a word now, and I will use it as cannon fodder for others. I will not treat myself as a fool."

    Cheng Zhanpeng looked at Jiang Sen suspiciously.

    Jiang Sen said lightly: "Just watch, within two months, he will definitely publish some new book."

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