Return To 1977 Chapter 978: Good eyes

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Compared with watching the review of great men, Hong Yanwu was actually less interested in the officially started military parade.

Because to be honest, don't say he has already seen it once.

And in terms of its ornamental value, the more recent the military parade is, the more ornamental it is.

For example, in this year's 35th anniversary military parade, although Xiaoqing was better than Daqing.

Eighteen foot formations, twenty-four mechanized formations, and an aerial echelon composed of ninety-four War Eagles were formed by various military services, military academies, female health soldiers, armed police, and male and female militiamen.

It can be said that the lineup is strong, mighty and majestic, and the technological content is unprecedentedly high.

It fully demonstrates the new level of revolutionization, modernization and regularization of our country's military after the reform and opening up.

But there is still a gap between this military parade and our 50th and 60th anniversary celebrations in the future.

Because it must be said that our country's military construction has advanced by leaps and bounds with the development of national strength.

Unprecedented does not mean unprecedented. There is no best, only better.

So there is something else about this military parade that makes Hong Yanwu have strong expectations.

That is to say, he was waiting for the scene where the capital university student parade unfurled the banner "Hello Xiaoping" in front of the Tiananmen viewing platform.

Interestingly, the rest of the Hong family and the Su family brothers and sisters are also interested in the Capital University Student Team.

Not for anything else, but because Hong Yanru is among them.

So when the broadcast camera really started to focus on the college student formation composed of students from universities in the capital.

Everyone in front of the TV in the Hong family, men, women, old and young, was in high spirits. They all stared at the screen carefully, fearing that Hong Yanru would miss it.

Old man Hong Lucheng asked first.

"Hey, Xiaoru, this kid, what kind of clothes was he wearing when he left home today?"

Whoever doesn’t know it clearly, even a mother should know it.

Wang Yunlin answered immediately.

"Light white denim, the one that the third brother gave me newly..."

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, the boss Hong Yanzheng habitually scolded Hong Yanwu.

"Oh, Third Brother, you said you were hey. You really haven't accomplished enough."

Of course Hong Yanwu was confused and cried out.

"Brother, what happened to me? You are so clueless..."

Unexpectedly, Hong Yan really had his reasons for wanting to slap him on the thigh.

"What do you think you are doing? The color of Xiaoru's clothes is too plain, and she gets soaked in when she enters the crowd. Where can I find it? You should get a red one, it's so eye-catching. Red is popular this year, and girls are all wearing red. Even I know it, you’re always a dressmaker, don’t you know?”

Everyone laughed when they heard it.

On the other hand, the elder sister-in-law Xu Manli was more objective and rushed to overturn the case for Hong Yanwu.

"Okay, okay, stop complaining. The popular red is a red skirt. Where can you find popular red jeans? As for Xiao Wu, I prove that they got several pairs for Xiaoru. But look Look at what month it is, who is still wearing a skirt?"

This time Hong Yanwu was justified.

"Yes, what my sister-in-law said is fair. In fact, let me tell you, none of you want to see Xiaoru. That is simply a waste of effort. Not to mention red, Xiaoru is just dressed in gold. You also I can’t see it. It would be crazy if I could see it. How many people are there in Tiananmen?”

These words hit the nail on the head, it is really a bowl of powerful laxative powder.

As soon as everyone thought about it, they lost interest in staring at the TV to recognize people.

But Hong Yanzheng was the only one who didn't want Hong Yanwu to be complacent, instead of using strong arguments to argue.

"Nonsense. I can recognize it, I have good eyesight."

Hong Yanwu curled his lips and revealed the embarrassing story of his eldest brother.

"Yes, yes, brother, you have good eyesight, absolutely. Otherwise, how could you regard the 'feeling at home' written by Mr. Shan in the flower hall of our old house as a 'women's treasure'..."

Good guys, just these two brothers teasing Menzi, it's like talking about cross talk.

The whole room was filled with joy.

At this time, on the TV screen, the college student team just walked to the auditorium.

Suddenly, several people in the square team worked together and raised a banner with the four characters "Hello Xiaoping" written on it.

Needless to say, this shocking scene would of course surprise everyone except Hong Yanwu, who had expected it.

Because the banner was too simple, even crude.

The four characters were pasted on a long piece of cloth, supported at both ends by bamboo poles, and held high by a group of college students.

Based on this, it is obviously not a prearranged action.

But having said that, the more spontaneous and unplanned the action is, the more natural and sincere it is to express a certain passionate emotion.

So everyone in the room couldn't help but express their surprise.

"Ouch, this is too bold. Whose idea was it?"

"It's from Beijing University. Is that a student of Beijing University?"

"Don't tell me, these few strokes are just okay..."

But what everyone didn't expect was that Su Jin's joyful reminder sounded out among the murmurings.

"Look, look, Xiaoru, Xiaoru, right behind that banner, holding colorful flowers..."

Everyone, take a closer look... isn't it?

I saw a row of college students walking behind the banner, all holding colorful flowers and dancing.

The most beautiful girl in the middle is Xiaoru.

Wearing a light white denim jacket with a fluttering ponytail, she looks energetic.

When the camera disappeared, everyone began to praise Su Jin.

"Okay, Daqing really has good eyesight..."

"Su Jin, you can do it. No wonder you are so good at threading the needle. If you want to switch to shooting practice, you are Xu Haifeng..."

"That's right, none of us noticed it and just looked at the banner. How come you were the only one who noticed it?"

"Hey, thank you for keeping staring and not moving your eyes. Otherwise, we would have missed it..."

You must know that the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

No one expected it, just a few casual words.

It actually made Su Jin blush. He looked like a cooked crab shell.

The reaction was quite abrupt, and he stuttered and defended himself.

"No...no...no no...I'm just like you...same...".

His clumsy tongue and anxious expression made everyone stunned, and no one understood what he was retorting.

Even Su Xiu was particularly surprised and asked him in surprise.

"Brother, what are you doing? What did everyone say? Look at you, why are you in such a hurry?"

Su Jin finally calmed down and grinned awkwardly.

I need an explanation, but I don’t know where to start.

Fortunately, at this moment, the TV set helped him out in time.

The broadcast camera suddenly turned to the viewing platform of Tiananmen Square.

It just so happened that a certain leader turned around and said something to the "great man" and pointed his finger at the parade.

For a moment, several leaders on the Tiananmen Gate seemed to have seen the banner at the same time and laughed heartily.

The most conspicuous thing is that the "great man" also has a smile on his face.

Now, the students who passed by the viewing platform were even more happy!

I couldn’t help waving, cheering and jumping towards the rostrum.

Hong Yanru also appeared in the camera waving colorful flowers again.

I wonder if it was because of his youthful and beautiful image that the TV station gave him a close-up close-up that lasted three to four seconds.

Hey guys, let’s not say that everyone is excited.

Even Su Jin focused all his attention on the TV screen, focusing deeply on that beautiful, innocent, and happy face.

Of course, no one mentioned what happened just now.

Everyone was like a passing cloud, forgetting everything in a blink of an eye.

On this day, after the military parade, the colorful balloons floating over from Tiananmen were seen by almost everyone in Nancheng.

The balloons that filled the sky were fluttering leisurely. They floated from the direction of Tiananmen Square with the help of the wind, and for a while they reflected the sky in colorful colors.

The children jumped and shouted and laughed.

The adults also said that they had never seen anything like this in their entire lives.

It was just Su Jin who felt more unspeakable melancholy than others, and a secret that was barely covered by luck.

This is just like what he once said to his father, "Don't vomit when you cherish your heart, and teach peaches and plums to make spring breeze"

It was just like the frivolous lyrics he often heard from Hong Yanwu recently.

"Xia Xia passed away quietly and left behind a little secret. I can't tell you from the bottom of my heart..."