Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 456 [Tree Heart] 25

"What did you say!"

"Who are you calling a bumpkin?"

Feng Lan thought those young students were well-mannered, but Liu Qi's words broke them down, or perhaps he just hit their sore spot?

Feng Lan's eyes swept across the few people who stood up angrily. They were wearing brand new student uniforms, but the socks on their ankles and the leather shoes on their feet could not hide their oldness no matter how well they were taken care of. The shirts inside had no pattern, and from the fine stitches it was clear that someone had mended them. The books on the table were actually several world classics. They looked brand new, but they probably had not been read many times.

She could see through the nature of these people at a glance: they were vain, thought themselves to be very talented and were aloof and arrogant. Their ordinary families must have someone who made sacrifices to support them. Judging from the shirts and ironed clothes, this person was her mother/sister/wife.

Feng Lan had no interest in these self-righteous young men who believed that all their hardships were caused by others and that they always felt that their talents were not appreciated. She glanced at them and raised her hand to stop Liu Qi. "Since you are students, your core job is to study hard." Feng Lan's all-seeing eyes swept over their bodies. "Instead of coming to a place like this for the sake of so-called face and fashion—"

She pointed at the famous books in the air and said, "Look at these things, they are useless to you right now."

Instead of reading these, it is better to read some current affairs news newspapers or read those academic tomes.

Do you really think that you can become a celebrity by imitating some romantic writers in newspapers, going to a cafe, ordering a cup of bitter coffee, and reading some profound classics?

After saying that, Feng Lan waved to the attendant and stuffed two dollars into his hand, "I don't want to be disturbed."

"What do you mean? You look down on students?!"

The attendant's eyes lit up after receiving the tip. He quickly stood in front of Feng Lan and Liu Qi and called the other attendants. He politely held the students' arms and left, "Gentlemen, please don't disturb the other guests."

"You, you... the merchant woman knows not the sorrow of losing her country, across the river - ummmm -"

Seeing that these students were about to say something harsh, the smiling waiter covered their mouths with lightning speed and then asked these impulsive guests to leave.

"Your coffee is here, and this dessert is a gift from us. We hope you enjoy your meal."

The silent servants quickly brought coffee, hot milk, and two small cakes and placed them in front of each of them.

After all, whether it was from their clothing or their demeanor, those students couldn't tell. Couldn't they see it? These two guests were so calm and composed, maybe they were related to some important person in the city! The attendant thought in his mind, and he could recognize the famous book in the students' hands, maybe they were wealthy merchants who had studied abroad.

Liu Qi's gaze shifted from the store's glittering decorations and the people playing the violin and piano. He stirred the cup like the others did, sniffed it, and smelled a hint of bitterness with a rich, burnt aroma of coffee beans.

"Hmm, it smells a bit bitter? And a bit fragrant..."

Feng Lan picked up the milk and hid the smile on the corner of her mouth, "Maybe."

Liu Qi took a sip, his whole face wrinkled up, and he shuddered from his feet to the top of his head!

Bitter! So bitter!

Because he wanted to try something good, Liu Qi deliberately let go of his sense of taste and tried it. The taste of coffee was magnified dozens of times on his taste buds! It was so bitter that Liu Qi was numb.

"Abolish the treaty! Actively resist the emperor!"

"Find Huicheng back! Find Huicheng back!"

"Strive for sovereignty abroad! Boost our national prestige!"

A loud and noisy slogan came from outside the window. Everyone in the noisy coffee shop looked outside. In the sunlight, a group of young people in student uniforms were holding banners and strips of cloth in their hands, with angry expressions on their faces. They shouted loudly, and their young faces were full of anger and resistance.

There were hundreds of students in this group. They spoke loudly and wrote with brushes using red and black paint on cloth or white paper, displaying it ostentatiously. They walked across the street outside, heading in one direction with a clear purpose. Along the way, many students distributed the papers in their hands and explained everything to passers-by.

Obviously, this was a spontaneous demonstration by students. They hoped to change the decision-making of the upper echelons and arouse people's bloodiness by speaking out in this way, even if it was just a small impact.

"Huicheng has fallen, and Yucheng will soon be its turn. If everyone doesn't speak up for Huicheng today, Yucheng will be next tomorrow!"

"General Li represented our country at the conference, yet he handed over all the occupied territory in the north to the Foot Basin Nation. Everyone, this is a national disgrace!"

"The Foot Basin Nation signed the treaty and then captured Huicheng. They even usurped our legitimate rights and interests at the joint conference. These jackals and tigers! Blindly tolerating them will only make them more arrogant!"

"It's these students again."

There was a lot of noise outside, and it was obvious that this was not the first time the people in the cafe had encountered this.

"This is the third time this week. What's the point of these students messing around like this? This kind of movement will only destroy the peace we've worked so hard to maintain and affect everyone's interests. Aren't the rules we've set considerate enough for the Rabbit Nation?"

"Students should just study hard. What's the point of them doing this other than disrupting order and affecting everyone's business?"

"No, Mr. Smith, the students are simply fighting for our country's legitimate demands. The pursuit of national sovereignty and independence is ingrained in every nation and citizen."

Several foreigners expressed their feelings, and some wealthy businessmen stood up to refute. Following the leader's voice, others also expressed their opinions.

"I actually think the students are great. Young people with blood and backbone are the future of the country! Although our country is currently at war, I always believe that everything will be fine. Our nation has never been weak."

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"These students are just fooling around! What do they know? They hear a little rumor, a little twisted news and they take to the streets to spread it everywhere, demanding I give them an explanation. Who is the commander-in-chief, me or them?!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A serious-looking middle-aged man in military uniform slammed the mahogany table, and soon the phone on his table rang.

"Hey?"

"Marshal, the students didn't go to the police station. They've all gathered outside the Marshal's residence. We can't drive them away no matter how hard we try..."

The already irritable middle-aged man felt even more annoyed after hearing this. "Then lock these little bastards up for me. Put them all in jail and let them calm down!"

After saying that, the man hung up the phone. After calming down for a while, he thought of the abusive words against him in the newspapers that were like snowflakes, and his temples twitched.

These damned intellectuals are really filthy when they curse people with their pens, but they are so fragile that they are not afraid of death. It is still troublesome to lock them up!

"Ring ring ring——"

Just as I was thinking about it, the phone rang again.

"What's wrong again?" The middle-aged man spoke while suppressing his anger.

"That legendary man has come to Jade City! Just an hour ago, a shooting occurred on East Street in Jade City, and the Nighthawk mark was found on the deceased!"

"Nighthawk?" The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly sharpened. "The one who claims to be the best marksman, Death Nighthawk?"