If the Senate Assembly really needs to vote, it is hard to say whether the land reform plan will win. That's why the land policy has become the g-point of all the elders. No one dares to press it randomly, and they just keep putting it off.
Now facing the urgent reality of "fighting back to the mainland", we really can't delay it any longer. The Governor's cryptic expression must not only be in the special class, but there may be new discoveries in the latest theoretical publications.
His mind was spinning, but his mouth was already criticizing Latin America to the point where he was almost completely bruised.
Latin Americanization is one of the main discussion contexts for the theory of China's collapse. Liu Xiang also put a lot of effort into it when he was the "Keyboard Politburo", and he just preached a long sermon without taking a breath. part.
While the conversation was going on endlessly, Qian Xuanhuang informed that the master and his wife had called to say that they would not be back today and would "convene a temporary enlarged meeting."
Liu Xiang and Qian Shuixie were both surprised. Although there had been a martial arts drama recently and some riots, the surrounding environment was extremely quiet. There are no big moves in either direction. Except for a few departments, agencies rarely work all night. Could something have happened?
"In that case, I'll take my leave first. Come back to visit Chairman Qian tomorrow." Liu Xiang stood up and left immediately.
"I'm so sorry..." Qian Shuixie looked apologetic.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's a rare leisure time for me." Liu Xiang said, "I'll come back tomorrow when Chairman Qian is free."
"well."
"Then we also say goodbye." The members of the women's sailor team also said goodbye.
What exactly is going on with this "temporary expanded meeting"? Judging from the format of the meeting, I’m afraid it’s not a big deal! What will happen if Ai Beibei also participates? The health department...is there a plague?
Liu Xiang stood on the deck and watched the carriage of the Women's Sailor Team disappear into the night, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
"Yunmi, didn't we find some of what Teacher Liu talked about today in the big library? Why do we ask specifically?"
Xiao Lin and Xiao Zhang were sitting in the same carriage and talking quietly.
"It's always rewarding to ask! At least you have another writing direction." Zhang Yunmi responded casually, not knowing what he was thinking.
"No, after that attack, I feel like you have become dull and not as cheerful as before. But today you are so proactive." Xiao Lin suddenly hugged Zhang Yunmi in his arms, "Didn't we agree to be together? We are together for life! Wife, don’t abandon me! Don’t look for uncle!”
"If you don't look for uncle, why don't you wait for me to grow up like you?" Zhang Yunmi pushed Lin Ziqi away with a look of disgust.
"No, no, no! This is not the place to complain! Wife, wife. Do you really want to find an uncle? No! You are the most popular idol!"
"Can you still be an idol for the rest of your life? Besides, being an idol attracts those otaku uncles. This kind of thing is just for fun, how can you take it seriously? As for those monkeys in the selection group, whether you are an idol or not, there is a group of 'motivators' 'I'm going to rub against you with a kneeling look on my face." Zhang Yunmi looked troubled. "I like to dress up and sing and dance, but I can't make dance a career like Teacher Liu. Hobby and work are two different things!"
"Hey, hey, hey, wife! You! No! Will! Really! Really! Really! Really! Consider! Think about it!!!" Lin Ziqi was really surprised this time, word by word. asked.
"After the New Year this year, the First Five-Year Plan is over. We have the right to vote at the Second Five-Year Conference. Do you really not understand what this means?" Zhang Yunmi sighed.
Xiao Lin opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. Although her best friend has been very depressed recently, she just thought that Xiao Zhang was stimulated and needed time to calm down, but she did not expect that Xiao Zhang was thinking about these issues.
"But... these uncles have life secretaries!" Lin Ziqi finally answered, although it didn't match the logic of what Xiao Zhang just said.
"What else? Should he live like Teacher Wu or Aunt Du? Or find a naturalized citizen? Let's not say whether he will find a mistress - I'm sorry they don't dare, can they have a common language?" Xiao Zhang said Looking at it, he shook his head: "It's possible when your Zhuo Xiaoshou grows up. Come on, I'm very optimistic about you!"
"But, why is it Teacher Liu? Aren't there people like the Master of Luzhuang who are relatively close in age?"
"Yes, those few have been fooling us into calling them 'Ooni-chan' for a few years. They also have to have a sweetness level of four or more! Only now do we know that they are a bunch of perverted girls!" Zhang Yunmi complained viciously.
"Um...but why is it Teacher Liu..."
"From the moment we got on the carriage, when did we say it was him! Don't worry, he is not my type. I was just talking about our tragic fate as female senators!" Zhang Yunmi was not to be outdone, and took Lin Ziqi away in one fell swoop. Holding her in his arms: "If you keep talking nonsense, you won't be able to sleep tonight!" As he said this, he grabbed Lin Ziqi's pair of buns from behind and ravaged them.
"Honey! Please let me go! You are the one who wants to sleep on my bed today! Why are you still so cruel! No, ah..." Lin Ziqi screamed for mercy as she fucked her.
There is a charming room in the carriage. The driver and guards outside the carriage looked awkward and charming...
Poor Zhang Yunmi still doesn't know what major things happened today that led to an enlarged meeting; it's even less clear that the topic of this enlarged meeting is closely related to her.
In the classroom of Class 1 of the Academy of Learning. There were only a few people sitting there. The faces of the students are extremely blurry, but their names can be called accurately. On the podium, a fat figure was speaking.
"...Right now, the outline of the course 'Politics' is still being compiled. The specific content to be taught has not yet been fully decided. But some consensus has been reached, and these consensus things are what I want to teach you...
"... Based on my experience, I can only say that the political classes in our schools in the past were the most truthful. The state is a violent machine used by the ruling class to maintain class rule, and the law is a tool used by the ruling class to maintain class rule. There are individuals who betray the class, but there is no class that betrays the interests...
"... Regardless of whether you have mathematical talent in the future, you must learn statistics well. This is the foundation of all social sciences. Without statistics, social science majors cannot be called 'science' at all. And accordingly, learn well Statistics, you have mastered a modern art of governance! Today we will talk about the most commonly heard statistical concept in our original time and space, the so-called GDP..."
"...In this world, you should never inherit your past thinking patterns and establish the consciousness of the ruling class."
Such a powerful sentence made Lin Ziqi open her eyes.
She fell asleep again, and she quickly raised her head - no matter what time and space she was in, she didn't like to listen to political classes. I always feel that this has nothing to do with her.
Looking at Zhang Yunmi again, he is really bright and energetic. Thinking of the whispers between the two of them in bed this morning: about the future, about "boyfriends", and some "not suitable for children"...
She was lost in thought when suddenly the classroom knocked and opened, and in came a naturalized academic secretary who was also Principal Zhang's personal secretary. She whispered something in his ear. Zhang Zhixiang, who was frothing at the mouth, immediately stopped the class, said, "Study by yourself first," and hurried out.
Fangcaodi is completely different from the beginning - except for the 1980s-style statue with unknown meaning at the door. Although the playground track is still made of cinder, the turf in the middle has been changed from weeds to specialized grass species; the teaching building has also been expanded with two wings. A specially built library was built. The "practical training classroom" that was originally just a reed mat shed has turned into a neat factory building. The school motto on the wall has been repainted, and a newly designed Yerba Buena crest has been added.
He met his former colleague Xiao Zhaochuan, greeted him and asked where Hu Qingbai's current class was. Today is Monday. After the flag-raising ceremony, he went to the ladder teacher to give political education on "Current Affairs of the Week" to the students in the selection group. Letting go of Xiao Zhaochuan, whose eyes were covered by the paper in his hand, Liu Xiang walked straight to the lecture theater.
It took a lot of effort to build the lecture theater. After all, the amplification equipment cannot be guaranteed for a long time, so it is inevitable to make full use of the internal structure of the building. At that time, the construction company was in full swing and had a lot of talents. Unlike now, when most people have changed careers, only Mei Wan and Qi Feng are still sticking to it. At that time, everyone worked hard on the lecture theater project and personally Supervising work in shifts, testing sound effects, and finally tinkering to get it right. So now Liu Xiang can clearly hear Hu Qingbai's voice even when he has just arrived outside the door. I stretched out my hand and found that the door was indeed unlocked. Walking in gently, Hu Qingbai saw Liu Xiang. After a while, he recalled his former subordinate and remained silent, but his speaking speed was slightly slower. Of course, there was a noise when the door was pushed in, but the students did not make any commotion. Only a few boys twisted their bodies and wanted to turn around to take a look, but they still controlled themselves.
"The discipline is good!" Liu Xiang found the nearest empty seat and sat down, sighing with emotion.
"... Chen Guangji's last experience, I think he wrote it best. It's not the depth of his thoughts, but his use of Mandarin, and the breath of life in his writing, which is better than most People must be strong. When you write articles, you will use your hometown dialect from time to time. Some dialect words do not have corresponding Mandarin words, and you will make up the words with similar sounds." Hu Qingbai praised him well. This classmate Chen Guangji then called on everyone to learn from him. Following the eyes of his classmates, Liu Xiang found this slightly thin student. He lowered his head slightly and his face was bright red. Liu Xiang nodded gently.
