Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

Summer goes and autumn comes, the seasons change.

Everyone knows that the autumn in Jinling is short.

The ginkgo trees at Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, the sycamore trees at Yihe Road, and the red leaves at Qixia Mountain are a feast for the eyes.

The autumn in this thousand-year-old city and ancient temple is filled with the beauty of tranquility, a sense of autumn and the eternity of time, and the coexistence of tranquility and vitality.

In the blink of an eye, the semester is already halfway through.

In such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Li Xiangyang's heart could not calm down.

A few days ago, Cui Xiulan said in a letter that Qin Qiaoer had a poor appetite in the past two days and had not been able to rest well, and she might be about to give birth.

After learning about this, Li Xiangyang was extremely anxious.

But he was far away in Jinling, so no matter how worried he was, he could only pray silently.

On this day, he had just finished class and was on his way back to his residence when he was stopped by someone.

"Teacher Li, Dean Liu is looking for you!"

Soon, Li Xiangyang came to Dean Liu's office.

"Dean, are you looking for me?"

Dean Liu did not speak immediately, but looked him up and down.

"Has it been tough these past two days?"

Li Xiangyang smiled bitterly, "Yes, my wife may give birth at any time, I really can't be calm."

"Haha, you have been successful on the battlefield, but you are still too green on the road of life!"

Dean Liu smiled faintly, "I called you here today mainly because I have a task for you."

"You say."

"National Day is coming in a few days. It has been five years since the founding of the New Dragon Country. Now that the Peninsula War has come to an end, the Soviet Union has also sent a large number of representatives to assist our country. Everything is moving in a good direction..."

"For this reason, the higher-ups have decided that this National Day celebration must be held well, and our college will also send a few representatives, and you are among them."

Li Xiangyang was surprised and asked, "Dean, there are so many respected old teachers in our college, why is it my turn?"

"The Su country will also send people to participate in this National Day. The superiors think that you have more experience in dealing with the Su country."

Dean Liu explained.

Hearing this, Li Xiangyang suddenly understood.

It seems that the superiors were afraid that something like what happened in Jinzhou would happen again, so they asked me to come forward.

As for those old comrades, they are old at heart but young at heart and have very bad tempers.

If any conflict really happens, it would be more trouble than gain.

Let me follow, at least I can still stop them.

After all, his status among the teachers was not low, and he was widely loved by the Blue Army teachers and the Dragon Army teachers.

"On the other hand, it's also because your lover is about to give birth."

Dean Liu smiled and said, "As a husband, you have to stay with her, right?"

"Dean..."

Li Xiangyang was somewhat touched.

"Okay, no need to say thank you."

Dean Liu took out a painting and calligraphy, "I don't have anything else, this couplet was written by me personally, just consider it a gift for your child!"

Seeing this, Li Xiangyang was surprised and happy.

Dean Liu's calligraphy is quite famous. It is said that in his early years, his family was poor, and Dean Liu could only support his family by selling couplets on the street.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, President Liu donated a large number of books and calligraphy works to the museum, which have become treasures handed down from generation to generation.

"Thank you, Dean Liu!"

Li Xiangyang took the calligraphy and unfolded it, and couldn't help but praise it: "Great calligraphy!"

Dean Liu's handwriting is clear and vigorous, especially in folding paintings, which are like a Kun knife cutting jade, soft yet strong.

"This should be Zhao Mengfu's Zhao style, right?"

After admiring it for a while, Li Xiangyang spoke.

In his previous life, in addition to fishing, he was also fond of chess and calligraphy.

After all, when people reach middle age, they naturally pick up these traditional hobbies of the older generation.

"Hey, you also know calligraphy?"

Dean Liu looked at him in surprise.

"In addition to showing the toughness and spirituality of Zhao's calligraphy, your calligraphy also has a gentlemanly and upright spirit!"

Li Xiangyang praised repeatedly: "I have always felt that Zhao's calligraphy is elegant and graceful, yet also reveals a gentle and charming style. You just made up for this point!"

"Haha, I can write to this level thanks to you!"

Dean Liu smiled faintly, "Since my eye disease recurred, I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time. Now, thanks to your medicine, my eyes have recovered and I feel more comfortable writing!"

"Dean..."

“You don’t have to worry!”

Dean Liu waved his hand and said, "Being a person is like writing. After a long time, everything will be clear. Your intentions towards Longguo and the people are seen by everyone!"

Li Xiangyang remained silent.

"When you have time, come to my place more often and I will teach you calligraphy."

Dean Liu said: "Calligraphy can sharpen your mind and make you calmer and more peaceful. In this way, even if you encounter difficulties in the future, you will not give up on yourself!"

"Yes!"

Li Xiangyang said gratefully.

"Okay, go back and prepare, and then head to Sijiu City!"

Dean Liu smiled and said, "If it's faster, maybe we can catch up with your son's birth!"

Hearing this, Li Xiangyang couldn't help but smile.

......

"Teacher Li, we are finally here!"

After a long journey of two days and two nights, Li Xiangyang and others successfully arrived at Sijiu City.

"Teacher Li, I heard that your wife is about to give birth, so we won't keep you any longer."

Teacher Qin said with a smile: "Tomorrow is National Day, just remember to go back to the reception early."

"Thank you, Teacher Qin."

Li Xiangyang said quickly.

As the most experienced instructor among the Dragon Army instructors, Teacher Qin naturally served as the leader of this mission.

He also had a deep fondness for Li Xiangyang. In his eyes, Li Xiangyang had always been a pragmatic and hard-working young comrade.

As for what happened before, it was all because Dean Liu forced Li Xiangyang to do it.

After saying goodbye to several teachers, Li Xiangyang returned home without stopping.

When I got home, I found that no one was at home.

"what happened?!"

Li Xiangyang was stunned for a moment.

Just then, his neighbor came over.

"Master Li, your parents and your lover have gone to the 107th Hospital!"

Li Xiangyang knew this neighbor, who was a division commander of the 42nd Army and was also assigned to live here.

"Thank you, Commander Lan!"

At this time, Chen Yourong had already called a rickshaw.

Li Xiangyang didn't dare to stop for a moment and got into the car quickly.

"107 Hospital!"

Along the way, his mood was up and down.

Thinking of the various situations Qin Qiaoer might encounter, Li Xiangyang's forehead began to sweat.

After a while, they arrived at the 107 Hospital.

After paying the driver, Li Xiangyang rushed to the front desk.

"Hello, may I ask which ward Qin Qiao'er is in?"