At some point, the square was already filled with people, and people everywhere were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures.
Qiu Wenfang's face turned pale from the cold, and she forced out a smile and raised a selfie stick to take pictures of herself, her surroundings, and Yan Qing.
She felt excited whenever there were many people.
It doesn't matter what you look at.
Even when the honor guard walked out of the ancient city gate from a distance, she was still excited as a tourist, saying it was similar to the guard handover ceremony she had seen elsewhere in Europe.
Yan Qing tells her to shut up.
Because of course he could hear Gai Qingyun talking about the significance of this flag-raising ceremony.
And the meaning of every word on the monument facing the flag-raising platform.
People from the Northern Song Dynasty listened very carefully, because he grew up in the important town of Daming Prefecture, so he naturally knew what it was like to be invaded by foreign enemies.
After the recruitment, he followed Lu Junyi to fight on the anti-golden front.
More importantly, he can clearly feel the emotional changes of people around him.
Ordinary people gathered in this square like a trickle.
At the beginning, they all obviously had the air of tourists like Qiu Wenfang, excited and curious, holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, and shouting loudly to convey their joy.
But as the honor guard got closer and closer, the entire crowd became more and more silent, only holding their mobile phones high.
The voices became less and less, and the expression gradually became solemn.
Those faces that looked very ordinary before, even a little clumsy and simple, gradually became dignified and upright.
Some people even arranged their clothes involuntarily and tried to stand upright.
Although I'm not used to it.
Therefore, Qiu Wenfang's movements began to seem out of place, and Gai Qingyun even wondered if she was on a mission to come here to cause destruction like this.
Yan Qing didn't mind what was going on and knocked her unconscious with a knife.
But this guy only relied on his height and stretched his neck to look everywhere.
When the honor guard lined up under the national flag stage, chanted, played music, and waved the red flag.
No one was leading the attack, and suddenly they started singing along.
And more and more voices continue to follow.
Many people were obviously not used to this kind of public singing.
But he couldn't help but raise his voice.
Soon the whole audience could not help but unite into one, and people were singing songs everywhere.
That kind of unity that could not be defeated quickly reverberated throughout the world.
This was not the first time Yan Qing heard this.
He has won three Youth Games championships and three tour championships, and he has listened to this song on the podium.
There were not many people at the Youth Games, and there was no such responsive atmosphere overseas.
So he never resonated.
But at this moment, he understood a little bit.
In fact, the common people in the Northern Song Dynasty did not have a clear concept of a country. At most, they only had perceptions based on their national origins, such as northern barbarians and Tatars.
In any case, it's all about changing dynasties with natural imperial power, so nothing matters.
But the pain of war he had experienced made him understand more deeply than anyone present the difference between a rich country and a strong people.
Especially like waking up from a dream, struggling from the pain of internal and external troubles to the current state of being connected in all directions.
Tianqiaoxing actually had inexplicable feelings.
Gai Qingyun was also singing along, and the high school graduate knew exactly what this feeling was like.
When the red flag flew in the sky, everyone returned to their ordinary dust-like appearance after being solemn.
Some saluted, some bowed, some took photos and group photos, and then gradually dispersed.
Qiu Wenfang was a little surprised. She turned around and looked at the "tourists" around her. They were definitely different from the tourists she had seen watching the changing of the guard ceremony at other attractions.
There is an obvious sense of baptism.
It was ordinary when I arrived, and it was still ordinary when I left.
But it seems that his spine is straighter, his eyes are brighter, and his steps are much firmer.
He walked away chatting and laughing, feeling a little more confident.
Gai Qingyun also understood: "When you stand on that podium, you are no longer yourself. You are like this flagpole, responsible for raising the flag for everyone to see..."
Yan Qing Yeah.
He knows better.
When they were fighting at that time, the flag could not be brought down.
It is said that it is a team of 100 people, a group of 1,000 people, or a formation of 10,000 people. In fact, the more people there are, the more difficult it is to manage.
When fighting, in addition to relying on the generals who lead the troops in battle, they all rely on daily training and trust and following the flag.
Wave the flag and charge into battle!
It was a scene of flesh and blood flying and strangulation while wielding spear points and blades.
If you dare to follow the command and rush in without hesitation, you are definitely considered an iron army.
Liang Shanbo is considered a bandit at best, and a slightly larger battle will really cause chaos.
Guan Sheng and Qin Ming, who had some ability to lead troops, had a lot of headaches.
Looking around, it was still unclear from the night in the early morning. Now the sun is shining, everything is bright and magnificent.
In fact, these are all flags.
If you understand this, the night will be worth it.
He smiled, turned around and left, joking to Gai Qingyun: "How can Flagpole tear his clothes on stage? What should I do?"
Gai Qingyun quickly said: "If there is a chance, Sister Song wants you to be a star. Once you are a star, show off, and maybe you won't have to tear it up to show it and spread it."
Only then did I hear the little spy behind me, hey, hey, dig...
Yan Qing turned back with a sullen face. The assistant quickly put on a flattering smile, hurriedly collected the things, and followed them with the broken pieces in their arms. What is the next tour item? Do you want to see so many places of interest around it?
The sun was out and the temperature was higher, so she wasn't so cold. The light green slim-fitting down coat still highlighted her beauty.
It's just that his behavior of dragging his family with him is too inappropriate. He attracts a lot of attention in the square, and he even gets caught in the camera from time to time.
Yan Qing said indifferently: "I have to go back to training."
The assistant's face obviously flashed with a look of confusion, but he was still very professional and kept up.
When she got back to the car, she was half paralyzed from exhaustion, but Yan Qing asked her to drive: "Do you still need your boss to drive?"
The assistant had to work hard.
The morning rush hour from the city center to the Fifth Ring Road almost killed a Taiwanese girl.
It's so hard to make money as an assistant.
When the boss got out of the car, he stingily transferred 20,000 yuan in reserve. At the beginning, the casual reward at the casino was only a few thousand yuan, but now the difference is too big.
The assistant’s pretty face was a bit unbearable.
The difference in employment expectations is indeed quite large.
Working overtime on call, having your salary cut in half, paying out of pocket, and such physical torture.
Damn it, I really suffered.
Yan Qing, everyone who entered the training center is still having fun, asking you to apply for a job at a high price, then I will use you enough!
Then in the morning he was informed that he was going to be punished for staying up all night during the Olympic training!
Someone immediately pushed for him to be severely punished!
It is even worth killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, expelling him from the national team in order to clear up the spirit of the entire team, so that most people can concentrate on preparing for the game!
Gai Qingyun was stunned. Is there anyone who wants to cover up something so obvious?
We are obviously fighting for personal gain, but we still have to add a high-sounding reason, even at the expense of a possible Olympic gold medal?
absurd!
Yan Qing corrected him with a smile, saying that there is no excuse for wanting to incriminate someone.
But this has nothing to do with whether you should work hard to compete and raise the flag.
Throughout history, in every dynasty and every group, even in Liangshan, there have been such bad things all day long.
I won't get so angry that I quit because of this.
Because this is just falling into the traitor's trap.
His mentality was not affected at all.
Only Gai Qingyun was asked to contact Song Siyu and Qiu Wenfang for distribution.
One side is a partner in the company, and the other side is a salaried assistant, that's it.
Is Gai Qingyun so talented? !
To be honest, from this moment on, he deeply felt that he was still a child.
Theoretically, Yan Qing, who was only about ten years older than him, was the real Tian Qiaoxing who emerged from the crowd of intrigues.
Including Song Siyu, who came from a merchant family, they are all too mature.
Of course, the master's degree sister still has to make some remarks. The master had a lot of fun with the little secretary in Pingjing, so we and the yellow-faced women had to wipe their butts in pain.
If it were Yan Qing talking to him, he would probably make fun of this butt and not that butt.
Gai Qingyun would just quickly explain that it was just over a week ago that he met her on the street for the first time. Do he have any photos to prove it?
Song Siyu noticed that it seemed like the guy he was chatting with online had softened his tone a lot.
How could he be so strong that he could throw her into the sky at every turn?
Take the time to say a few words.
Soon, Yan Qing received a formal notice from the management department at noon and had to go to talk and explain in the afternoon.
He took his time.
The battle was huge, and all the leaders who were not on business trips or attending meetings were present.
After all, promoters also have great energy.
The drinking thing has already tied the knot to death. If you don't fight for steamed buns and talk about it, you have to work hard to discredit this young guy for the right to speak in the future.
The small conference room was full.
Yan Qing wanted to laugh again. It's really been a thousand years, but these scenes are still the same.
There had never been such an undercurrent of collision in the Juyi Hall. In fact, his incident was just the reason for the collision.
The old man had already retired, but he was hired back as a coach and took the lead in denouncement: "I have said long ago that strict discipline is the prerequisite for achieving results. Such unorganized and arrogant bad elements should be expelled from the training team. We We must be responsible to the people of the whole country..."
The big hat clattered.
Many people also nodded in agreement, but remained silent.
After all, this is absolutely true. How could you, a kid, have been caught in less than 48 hours?
There are too many cases in the sports industry where Ma Su was killed in tears.
After all, everyone understands that when the people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team.
No one wants to take an undisciplined genius on an expedition.
Who knows what could go wrong.
One of the secrets of being an official is not to seek merit but to seek no fault.
Who said you were wrong? You can still explain it without grades.
Yan Qingdu sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, watching the impassioned speeches in front of him with a calm expression.
The matchup relationship is almost clear.
In turn, his rather subtle calm attitude was noticed by everyone.
Except for the emotional speaker, almost everyone will have some ideas.
Hey, does this young man have something to rely on?
There must be something fishy about this matter.
(End of chapter)
