The Heartless Mage Chapter 148: Critical Assembly

Wuxin and Su Tao alone got a red armband with the words "joint fingers". Su Tao was carrying an unintentional schoolbag, with Bai Liuli lying on the inside of the schoolbag. Wuxin originally wouldn't let her take it, but she was awkwardly disobedient. Bai Liuli was already her pet, and she was reluctant to leave him alone in the dormitory.

As soon as the two entered the campus, they became monsters in the eyes of everyone. Everyone knows that the two of them openly live in the same house, which is the most shameless in the world. Su Tao never raised her head in front of people, and always followed Wuxin diagonally behind, either pulling Wuxin's hand or pulling Wuxin's back placket. Wuxin put his arms around his chest, with a little bit of indifference, and looked up at the sky with eyes from all directions.

After the chaos on the campus, workers with steel guns jumped out of the truck and made room for the staff of the United Nations. Wuxin took Su Tao onto one of the trucks and stood firm in the corner. The one crowded with them was Gu Ji - Gu Ji blushed and was very excited, and at the same time very proud - the boys from the same background as him, now they have become mice crossing the street, only he climbed on the high branch and jumped to the left. Jumping right, you can still sit in a truck and watch the fun calmly.

People try to squeeze into the backs of trucks as much as possible, crowding one to the next. Li Mengmeng led a group of half-old girls, standing on the ground with paste buckets and waiting for the next car. A little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old was holding a colorful slogan in her arms. The slogan was rolled into a paper, some faded, and half of her face was stained, but the little girl didn't care, she talked and laughed with high fighting spirit.

As soon as the first truck drove out of the campus and hit the street, both Wuxin and Su Tao were surprised. When noon came, the street was still normal, but after only half a day, the street turned into a sea of ​​red. I don't know who made the big scene. The streets are full of young people of half size and size, some holding red treasure books, some holding small red flags, and a long queue has been lined up. There are also eight hundred thousand. There are pickets on both sides of the line, shouting five and six to maintain order, and another band is lined up on the side, playing the song "Sailing the Sea Depends on the Helmsman" with the accordion and the music. chorus. The big truck moved forward slowly against the side of the street, looking down at the parade unintentionally, and found that the people in the procession looked up at the truck, as if they were very envious.

The band walked and played. After playing for a while, the drums died down. The loudspeakers hanging from the roadside telephone poles blared, replacing the band and continuing to sing. The marching speed of the parade team slowed down a little, because the vanguard team at the front stopped and danced the loyalty dance to the music. Jumping ahead, jumping after the first jumping, the queue became longer and longer, and finally it was impossible to see the end and the end, singing and dancing all the way to the Mechanical Academy.

The Mechanical College is located at one end of Wenxian County. When the campus was built, the location was considered remote; however, with the increasing population of Wenxian County, after the completion of the Mechanical College, it fell into a den. The truck didn't move, and as the team slowly moved forward, the Shili Road traveled for nearly two hours. At this time, the sky was already dim, and the street lights were turned on in the Mechanical College ahead of time. In the stadium, which was arranged as the site of the Criticism Conference, the wires were pulled and searchlights were added, which illuminated the grand rostrum in front of it. The open space under the rostrum was divided into several areas. There were not many students in the college, and they had already stood in a square array on one side. Wuxin and the others lined up as soon as they entered the venue, when the phalanx burst out: "Warmly welcome the comrades of Lianzhi!"

Little Ding Mao walked outside the team without saying a word, only nodding at Du Ganchuang. Du Ganchuang immediately waved the red book and said loudly: "Salute to the revolutionary young generals in the college!"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the rear immediately shouted in unison under the command of Li Mengmeng: "Salute! Salute!"

The number one leader of the rebel faction in the academy ran up to shake hands with Ding Mao, then with Du Ganchuang, and then with Minister Chen Wu Weiguo and others. The rest of the people were arranged to stand up, and when they looked up, they could see the rostrum.

Singing came and went in the venue, until the parade entered the venue. The audience gradually became silent under the command of the picket team. Someone went to the rostrum and tried the microphones on a row of tables one by one. Seeing that all the microphones were sounding, the music immediately rang from the speakers at the venue. In the sound of passionate music, Ding Mao, wearing a neat and neat shirt and trousers, was surrounded by Du Ganzhuang Wu Weiguo and others, and went to the rostrum while applauding.

Minister Chen led a group of brothers to stand under the stage, like a **** wolf dog, holding a short stick and patrolling the audience. The sound of the music stopped abruptly, and Xiao Dingmao and the others took their seats. The electric lights shining on the rostrum seemed to have increased its brightness again, and behind the rostrum was a large slogan in black and white, with clear strokes like a sword. The big slogan of the two divisions embraced a row of rebel leaders in front, and the leaders all seemed to be fighting side by side from the gate of hell.

The little Ding cat occupies the central seat, and the electric light shoots light from the bottom to the top, setting off his gloomy baby face. Minister Chen trotted to the rostrum with his arms in hand, raised the battery horn facing the venue, and shouted loudly: "All stand up!"

With a "Whoosh" sound, thousands of people in the field all stood at attention without hesitation. Those who were squatting and sitting before, immediately hit a carp up; those who were standing before, straightened their waists and raised their heads higher. The little Ding Mao and others on the rostrum also got up and turned to the portrait of Chairman Mao attached to the background board of the rostrum. Everyone held the red treasure book to their chests, and Du Ganchuang shouted loudly: "First of all, let us, with infinite love, infinite faith, infinite worship, and infinite loyalty to Chairman Mao, wish us the most popular in our hearts. The most red sun, the great leader Chairman Mao has a long life!"

Countless hands below held up the red treasure book and waved it into an endless red wave: "Longevity is boundless! Longevity is boundless!"

After the call ended, Du Ganchuang continued to shout: "I wish Chairman Mao's close comrade-in-arms Vice Chairman Lin good health forever!"

The red waves surged in the shouts: "Always be healthy! Always be healthy!"

Du Ganchuang turned off the field: "Next, we will sing the revolutionary song "The East is Red" together. Prepare - sing!"

After the revolutionary masses sang the song "The East is Red" like a tiger roaring, Du Ganchuang presided over and studied a passage of Chairman Mao's quotations. After everything was over, everyone on the stage went back to their respective places. Little Dingmao held the microphone with one hand and talked about the route policy lightly. Then pushing the microphone aside, he stood up first.

He got up together, and Du Ganchuang and the others also got up immediately. Several pickets came to the stage to remove the tables and chairs. And the little Dingmao waved his hand again, and the bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods squatting in the dark corner were brought to the stage by the revolutionary teenagers. Among them, a bald old man with loose skin and age spots on his face was caught by Du Ganzhuang from Beijing. bourgeois reactionary academic authority. This authority is so sinful that he dared to fight with Lu Xun in the old society; not only did he fight, but he also grew old and did not die, and lived longer than Lu Xun; he really did not want to repent and was reactionary. The authority has wandered around the universities in Beijing for half a year, and the only one who has been approved is Youyou, but Du Ganzhuang needs him to exert his residual enthusiasm for the revolution, so he brought his cronies straight to Beijing, and stuffed the authority into a sack like a wild dog. From here, we transported it all the way to Wenxian by jeep.

Next to the authority was an old man in his 60s or 70s named Chen Geshi. The Chen family is the largest clan in Wenxian County, and their wealth is indescribable. When Chen Geshi was young, he even bought a county magistrate in a neighboring county. As soon as the Japanese came, Chen County Changning died unyieldingly and was beaten half crazy. It took years to get to know someone after being crazy. A few years after he was sober, he was unlucky again, and he almost didn't let the government suppress it as a local tyrant. Nine times out of ten, Chen Geshi's children and family members have been beaten to death. He didn't die, but went crazy again.

From Chen Geshi onwards, there was a long string of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods. The iron sign is hung around the neck with thin iron wire, and the thin iron wire is swayed by the iron sign, and the meat is pulled into the flesh like a knife blade. Hundreds of people all came to the stage, but the authority was in trouble again. One of the heads could not be lifted, and the paper hat buckled on the head kept slipping to the ground. The paper hat was made of horse dung paper. It was a cone more than one meter high. It could not be worn properly even if it was worn properly. Besides, the bald head could no longer be supported by the heat of the authority. Seeing that the pickets have been putting hats on the authority, which has ruined the atmosphere of the conference, Xiao Dingmao raised his hand to Du Ganchuang and whispered, "Find some nails!"

Du Ganchuang suddenly realized, and immediately asked for a box of nails. Stepping up to the authority, she pinned the paper hat on the authority's head with a nail. The nails pierced through the horse dung paper and penetrated deeply into the scalp. The authority was motionless, as if the heat in his chest was about to dissipate.

She finally nailed the authority's paper hat, and Chen Geshi, who was beside the authority, screamed again, with few teeth left in his mouth, and he shouted with air leaking: "Little devil, I'm not afraid of you. I want to beat you. To kill—"

Before he finished his nonsense, Du Ganchuang took the belt from the picket beside him. A belt was drawn towards Chen Geshi's deflated mouth. The copper head of the belt weighed half a catty, and it chiseled into Chen Geshi's gums. The old madman stopped screaming immediately, choking on his mouth full of blood.

Wait until all the ghosts, ghosts, snakes and gods are bent down to ninety degrees, and the criticism conference officially begins. Xiao Dingmao has been standing on the side of the rostrum. His occasional nods, smiles, gestures and gestures all show that he is the host behind the scenes, but he never does it himself. Du Ganchuang was active in the front line of the scolding conference. An armed belt was tied around her waist. She shouted criticism and paid attention to the reaction of Xiao Dingmao. In terms of appearance, she thinks that she is inferior to Ma Xiuhong, only the appearance lacks the inner complement, and she occupies a place beside Xiaodingmao with her own wisdom and strength. She swiped her belt vigorously and pulled it towards the old fellows, her appearance and figure were suddenly nothing, she was a sassy and heroic five-foot gun, she was earth-shattering and generous.

Guangwei and Chen Geshi, I don't know when to breathe; it seems that before the revolutionary masses rushed to the rostrum, the two of them were beaten by Du Ganchuang and stopped moving. The stage finally evolved into a one-sided melee. Hundreds of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods were beaten all over the stage by the teenagers, and blood was dripping down the rostrum.

Su Tao stood at the edge of the team, stiff from head to toe. Suddenly aware of the warmth of her left hand, she lowered her head with difficulty, and found that her small fist was wrapped in an unintentional big fist.

The unintentional heat melted her, sending her into a cold war as if out of control. She lowered her voice to the lowest level: "Wuxin, I can't stand it, let's go."

Wuxin looked around, tilted her head slightly to her and whispered, "I can't go, the pickets are watching. Don't be afraid, it's none of your business."

Su Tao didn't dare to say that she was so scared that she suffocated her urine. She lowered her head, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She didn't think about anything, she just hoped that time would pass quickly.

At midnight, Wuxin and others were transported back to the No. 1 Middle School headquarters by a truck. The cafeteria is already open, and a free dinner is prepared. Unintentionally, he took out the big lunch box he bought a while ago, took Su Tao to the cafeteria to make a full lunch box, and took two pairs of chopsticks and two spoons. The two went upstairs and returned to the hut, and Wuxin said to Su Tao, "Eat, and then go to sleep. If you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

Su Tao couldn't eat it, and there was always a blood-red color in front of her eyes. After drinking a few mouthfuls of hot water, she went out to the public water room to wash up, then went back to the room and climbed to the top bunk. There was an electric light in the room, and the upper bunk was brighter than the lower bunk. Wuxin held the lunch box with her back to the bed, and said while eating, "I don't want to see you, so take it off and go to sleep."

Su Tao knew he was a good person, so she took off her clothes with confidence. Unfolding the quilt to cover her legs, she shrunk into the quilt, and tried her best to take off the tight-fitting half vest under her undershirt. The vest was tucked under the pillow, she put on her undershirt again, and her chest felt much more relaxed immediately. Lying on her side on the pillow, she said, "I'm done taking it off."

Wuxin put the lunch box on the table, turned around and patted the back of her hand on the guardrail: "Sleep, don't think too much. The world will not always be the same, you are still young, as long as you live, you will be able to wait until Transfer."

Su Tao nodded: "I know, I can bear it."

Wanxin sighed and went out with the lunch box to pour out the leftovers. And Bai Liuli took a lot of effort and climbed the bed rail to the top bunk. He got into the bed with his head, and he twisted upwards in every possible way, and finally stuck his head out in front of Su Tao.

Su Tao looked at his black bean eyes and sniffed at his head again, but there was no smell. Bai Liuli raised her round head, rubbed Su Tao's lips a bit, and then slowly swam forward until she reached under Su Tao's neck. Su Tao did not dislike him, she pulled the quilt to cover her chin, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

I didn't want to wash up and returned, and I forgot Bai Liuli long ago. Locking the door and turning off the lights, he took off his clothes and rolled into bed and fell asleep.

Wuxin and Su Tao are really tired, they sleep when they say sleep. On the eve of the silent dawn, the air in the room suddenly trembled, and a human-shaped shadow broke through the wall and appeared in front of the bed.

The black shadow has no roots and slowly floats towards Su Tao on the upper bunk. At this moment, Bai Liuli silently appeared behind the shadow. The black shadow suddenly flickered chaotically, as if it was about to rise upwards, but the shadow became thinner and lighter, and finally dissipated in mid-air.

Bai Liuli devoured a resentful evil spirit and felt very satisfied. He floated to the upper bunk and lay on Su Tao's body, and he disappeared instantly. The edge of the quilt moved slightly, and he changed back to the little white snake again.