Rebirth: My Tiger-Type Girlfriend is Truly Delicious

Chapter 41 The Story of the Young Huaguo (Please collect, recommend, and read)

About a few minutes.

The magical city of Songhu.

Ping An Que Group Headquarters Building.

Just after the meeting, Jiang Pingchuan, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, slapped his head and suddenly remembered something.

As the helmsman of a well-known clothing brand in China, he is indeed busy with many things to do every day.

Jiang Pingchuan's secretary saw the opportunity and came to his side, whispering a few words quickly in his ear.

"Hurry up then!" After hearing this, Jiang Pingchuan first gave instructions to his secretary, and then smiled at the executives present and asked:

“I don’t know if you have heard of this song and are you mad at it?”

What?
More than a dozen senior executives all showed question marks on their faces.

From morning to now, they have not had a chance to surf the Internet during meetings that lasted more than two hours.

Jiang Pingchuan smiled proudly.

Without realizing it, a secretary stood next to him and kept giving him winks.

Fortunately, a certain vice president who loved fishing raised his hand and said in order not to embarrass the chairman:
"Chairman, the song you mentioned should be The Wind Rises?

I heard that this song was written and sung by a college student at his graduation ceremony. It is now the most popular song on WeChat. "

Jiang Pingchuan secretly glanced at the secretary.

If you are riding a horse, can your pronunciation be more standard?

However, this is a trivial matter. Jiang Pingchuan continued what the vice president said:

“Mr. Fu is right, our Ping An Que brand is now focusing on the young market, so we must catch up with the trend.

In this way, before the graduation ceremony is over, let’s take a look and learn together..."

While talking, the conference room screen lit up again, showing a live broadcast of the graduation ceremony.

Due to the delay, the executives happened to hear Jiang Zhifei's self-introduction at this moment.

"Is this a song sung by this young man? He's very handsome. He could debut as a star."

"His surname is Jiang too? Hey, this name sounds familiar."

"This is not the chairman's...hiss!"

The executives here have a certain understanding of Jiang Pingchuan's family affairs.

They also thought about it at this time and knew Jiang Pingchuan's true purpose.

Nonsense learning from young people’s trends!

"Oh, this male classmate is so impressive, he must have a tiger father and no dog son."

"Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix. I wonder whose excellent genes this young man has inherited..."

Executives who understand the situation deliberately speak out loud.

Jiang Pingchuan suppressed a grin and pretended not to change his expression.

Then, he heard Jiang Zhifei say, "Thank you for my aunt."

Jiang Pingchuan was patient, hoping to hear a turning point.

Unfortunately, after he listened to the whole paragraph, Jiang Zhifei said next: "I would also like to thank my mentor, Professor Liu Chengshan..."

From beginning to end, Jiang Zhifei never mentioned him at all!
More than a dozen senior executives looked at each other.

At this moment, Jiang Pingchuan, who had never heard of the wind rising, understood what it meant to be mad...

……

……

The scene of the graduation ceremony.

Jiang Zhifei, who finally finished the long paragraph of gratitude, raised his face and said:

"Finally, I have something to say to the juniors and girls who have just finished the college entrance examination and are still struggling in high school."

Major live streaming platforms:

"Finally, I'm almost done. It was a waste of time."

"I'm a little disappointed, but that's the case. No one can come up with anything good on stage."

"Senior Brother Ordinary"

Jiang Zhifei put down the manuscript, faced thousands of classmates and multi-camera cameras, and said in a cadence:
"If all the young people in the country become young, then our country will be the country of the future, and its progress will be immeasurable..."

Both the students present and the viewers of the online live broadcast were all stunned.

Why, it suddenly turned into classical Chinese.

"If anyone understands, please explain."

"I didn't understand it, but I was shocked."

"This sentence means that if..."

"Boss!"

Among the viewers of the live broadcast, there were many who had profound language skills and were able to type quickly.Every time Jiang Zhifei said something, Chinese-Chinese subtitles appeared on the public screen.

The scene was also shocked.

Jiang Zhifei's impassioned voice came from the speakers scattered everywhere:

"So today's responsibility does not lie with others, but with my youth.

A wise young man will make the country wise, a rich young man will make the country rich, a strong young man will make the country strong, and an independent young man will make the country independent..."

A series of parallel essays with progressive emotions makes people want to stop after listening to it.

The principal at the front and center couldn't help but exclaim: "Well said!"

Sitting beside the principal, the academicians of the two academies of Nanhu University couldn't help but nodded frequently, their eyes slightly red.

Different from the young students behind him.

These unparalleled national warriors were born when the Chinese nation was at its most difficult.

Their childhood memories were of bullying by foreign powers and the people being in dire straits.

When they reach adulthood, they will catch up with the country when it is impoverished and full of waste.

In the windy and sandy Gobi sky, in the freezing black land...

The teenagers back then burned their youth in exchange for the strength and tranquility of the country today.

Establish a heart for the world, and a life for the people.

In order to inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints, and to bring peace to all generations.

Although they have achieved great success, their ambition to serve the country needs to be passed down from generation to generation.

Accompanied by surging applause, Jiang Zhifei stood tall and straight, as if he had a proud bone supporting him, and said loudly:

"The red sun rises, its path shines brightly, the river flows out of its undercurrent, the vast ocean cascades, the dragon dives into the abyss, its scales and claws fly..."

Live broadcast platform:

"Although I don't understand it at all, I feel it is burning!"

"You're not trying to make up rhyming words, are you?"

"Put it on! There are not many people in today's literary world who can achieve this level of cultural attainment."

"Who are you upstairs?"

"My surname is Ai, my name is Mr. Bai Ri, and I am a professor at the School of Liberal Arts at Peking University."

"Boss! Give Mr. Bai Ri some tea."

"..."

Jiang Zhifei, who was stared at by countless pairs of eyes, finally recited:

“The sky is blue and the earth is yellow. Even though there are eternity and eight desolations, the future is like the sea and the days to come are long.

How beautiful my young country, China, is as immortal as heaven!
What a great young man from China, we have no borders with our country! "

In an office in Yanjing.

After listening to Jiang Zhifei's speech, the leader felt excited and couldn't help but slap his thigh:
"Well said, what a young Hua Guo, what a Jiang Zhifei!"

He calmed down his excitement and told his subordinates:
"Let's communicate with Nanhu University and focus on promoting this Young Huaguo Theory."

"Yes."

The scene at the graduation ceremony was filled with excitement.

The principal and academicians stood up in person and applauded Jiang Zhifei.

Seeing this, the students behind them stood up like a wave of waves.

Jiang Zhifei faced the crowd and bowed long without any tricks this time.

This bow is a tribute to the original author of this magnificent article, Mr. Qi Chao.

Although Jiang Zhifei's original intention was not pure, he was a copycat in order to gain reputation points.

But at this moment, he sincerely hopes that this article about the spirit of young China can be widely circulated.

After bowing, Jiang Zhifei walked off the stage.

However, as soon as he returned to the lounge, he found that several teachers from the School of Liberal Arts were arguing with each other about something.

Ding Hong, on the other hand, looked helpless.

Seeing Jiang Zhifei come in, Ding Hong said quickly:
"Xiao Fei, please advise these teachers quickly. They are already fighting over your Young Chinese Manuscript."

This is not over yet.

When one of the teachers saw Jiang Zhifei, his eyes lit up and he asked eagerly:

"Classmate Jiang, I guess you must have taken my classical Chinese class, right?"

"The old thief is shameless!"

"He's a material student. He doesn't study classical Chinese, but he must have taken my modern Chinese..."

Jiang Zhifei:...

　Meng Xin begs for all kinds of things, I am extremely grateful.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)