Chapter 554: Trance, Speech

Turn around and walk to the side of the road.

In a trance, the corner of my eye inadvertently caught a familiar outline.

Lin Mo's heart trembled suddenly and his body paused involuntarily.

When I glanced back hastily, that figure had disappeared without a trace like the morning mist.

"Maybe I saw it wrong..."

He smiled bitterly, with a self-deprecating arc at the corner of his mouth.

His thoughts were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, instantly pulling him back to that sunny morning.

That bright and heart-warming figure.

And a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of your nose.

Suddenly, a sudden burst of slogans brought him back from his memories.

"Oppose dictatorship and uphold the republic!"

"The whole nation is united in expelling the Japanese pirates!"

Looking up, I saw a group of students holding banners and taking to the streets.

There were many people on both sides handing out colorful flyers.

Lin Mo took one casually.

Printed on the paper were severe criticisms of the President's attempts to restore dictatorship and strong opposition to cooperation with Japan.

Lin Mo once again recalled that the president of this parallel world had been emperor for much longer than the one in his previous world.

It is now 917 in the Republic of China. More than a year has passed, and the National Protection Army has still not gained any advantage.

Recently, the President has reached some cooperation with Japan.

We need to jointly open freight ports in some regions.

This move undoubtedly angered people from all walks of life again.

The youth of this era are completely different from the new era that Lin Mo lived in in his previous life.

They are not addicted to the virtual online world and do not pursue superficial fame and fortune.

Instead, he is full of passion and has his country in mind.

After learning about the cooperation with Japan, they were fully aware of the Japanese people's evil ambitions.

We are even more disgusted by the President's perverse actions.

As a result, a new round of student movement began in full swing.

On the streets, students held up banners, distributed leaflets and shouted slogans.

Some people even stood on the podium and gave passionate speeches, attracting countless students and the public to watch.

The speaker is said to be a well-known professor at Yanjing University.

He was wearing an old-style robe and had a firm look in his eyes behind his black-framed glasses. His temperament was elegant yet heroic.

At this moment, his voice was loud and every word was sonorous.

It was as if all his passion and belief were poured into this speech.

“Classmates, neighbors, they can erase the name of our Republic of China, but they can never erase the people’s inner desire for a republic!

They can block the sun in the sky, but they cannot stop the light of democracy from shining on the earth!

True enlightenment is the awakening of thought, the sublimation of moral ideals, and the self-transcendence and awakening of human beings! "

Perhaps ordinary people have already become numb in their hearts under the previous feudal rule.

The gentleman on the stage's speech was like a bolt of lightning across the night sky.

His words were passionate, every word was precious and touched people's hearts.

At the same time, the unstoppable passion of the student group spread rapidly like a raging fire, igniting the entire venue.

Inspired by this power, the hearts of many people, which had been silent for many years, seemed to be touched by an invisible force, and something was quietly awakening.

It was a long-lost desire for freedom and justice!

The people's faces turned red with excitement and they raised their fists at the same time.

The voices gathered into a torrent, resounding through the sky: "Fight to the death for a democratic republic!"

This is not just a slogan, but the truest cry from the bottom of their hearts.

"Now Japan has wicked ambitions. Cooperating with them is like seeking the skin of a tiger."

The gentleman on the stage clenched his fists and spoke in a firm and powerful voice.

Every word is like a hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

"If this continues, the country will no longer be a country!"

His words were passionate, full of worry and concern about the fate of the country.

However, at this critical moment, a rough shout came from behind the crowd.

"Shut up! Stop talking!"

I saw a group of thugs armed with knives and sticks rushing in like a tide.

"If you want to continue your speech, don't blame us for being rude to you!"

The leader was a bald man. He walked up to the podium, stared at the other party fiercely and said, "Mr. Wen, haven't you had enough of your days of wandering?"

Faced with the threat, Mr. Wen just laughed and remained calm.

"Exile? That's commonplace for me!"

The bald man said, "To be honest, you are well-read and should have a more thorough understanding of the current situation than most people. How could you be so ignorant of current affairs?"

Mr. Wen shook his head and said, "People like you won't understand!"

"Ah……"

The bald man sneered, turned to face the people in the audience and waved his hand.

The men immediately understood and shouted loudly: "Scatter!"

They drove away the onlookers with wanton violence.

Faced with this sudden change, fear arose in many people's hearts.

Many people saw this scene and were afraid of getting into trouble, so they lowered their heads and left.

But there are also some people who, despite being filled with fear, still clench their fists, muster up their courage, and glare.

They were unwilling to succumb to violence.

The bald man in the lead was immediately filled with anger when he saw this.

The flesh on his face was shaking and he glanced fiercely at everyone present.

"Fuck it! I'll count to five. If you don't leave, I'll beat you up!"

"five!"

"Four!"

As he counted down, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Some students and citizens could not bear the fear in their hearts, and fled the scene with red faces.

"three!"

The bald man looked disdainful.

"Look, they are just a bunch of poor students who can't even lift a chicken."

The bald man raised a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had already won.

“After being frightened by me like this, he ran away with his head down like a quail.

Tell me, what's the point of a bunch of you rabble shouting slogans loudly here?

Not one person can accomplish anything! Pah! "

He spat contemptuously, his eyes filled with undisguised arrogance and conceit.

"two!"

He continued to speak slowly.

Only one in ten people who were watching around are left.

However, the gentleman on the stage did not back down.

He was furious and shouted: "In broad daylight, in the open, you are committing robbery!"

His voice is full of justice and power, trying to awaken the conscience and courage in more people's hearts.

But the bald man just scratched his ears and showed disdain.

It seemed as if all this was just a boring farce to him.

Even his men had a chuckle on their faces, treating that gentleman as a clown.

"one!"

As the bald man's low and threatening voice fell.

It's like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing waves.

There was another group of students whose faces were filled with helplessness and fear.

He hurriedly gathered the classmates around him and left the place where the storm was about to rage in disorderly steps.

However, there are still more than twenty students who stand firmly in their places like reefs standing in the wind.

There was an unyielding light in their eyes, and they were determined to defend the beliefs and ideals in their hearts until their death.

"Hey! There are really people who are not afraid of death!"

The bald man raised his lips into a cruel smile.

He touched his bald head that shone oily in the sunlight.

The light that burst out from the triangular eyes was as sharp as shattered glass, making people shudder.