The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

On February 13th, three sets of CCTV began to broadcast, Yang Dongxu left the rest to Fudecai, and hurried to Hainan.

　　 first took a look at Haikou, then went to Sanya for a lap. After meeting with Fu Dehai and Wang Qiangguo until the middle of the night, I returned directly the next morning.

　　 There is no way, and he has passed the entrance examination in a few months. Although his grades are good, Zhou Yiren can't let him run around again. So the number of times he went to school began to increase, and the teachers and classmates he saw were stunned. Going to class surprised the classmates and the teacher, and the absence of the class was normal. No one had such a wonderful thing.

　　The time came to May. The atmosphere of Yanjing was getting more and more wrong. Not long after May 1st, a hunger strike petition appeared to put pressure on the government.

　　 These days Zhou Yiren's complexion is very unsightly, and Yang Dongxu has no smile.

　　Time came to the 19th, the tension became more and more obvious, and people began to be careful on the street. The originally noisy Yanjing City seemed to have quietly quieted down from the middle of May.

　　 "You know what?" Zhou Yiren, who was wearing reading glasses in the small courtyard, put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Yang Dongxu.

　　 "It's all martial law, can I not know it?" Yes, martial law began in the entire Yanjing City today, which made the originally tense atmosphere instantly tighten the string.

　　 "What do you think of this matter?"

"Everyone wants democracy and freedom, and should work hard to achieve it. Unfortunately, it is not appropriate to put it at this time." Yang Dongxu rubbed his forehead. What should come will come. The selfishness of the careerist will not be changed by anyone. Even if there were warnings before, and even if they knew they would not succeed, they would still dream of a hope that did not exist.

　　 "When is it appropriate to put it?" Zhou Yiren's fingers slowly tapped on the table.

"The United States is so developed, advocating democracy and freedom, there are still slums, and there is still racial discrimination. It is known as press freedom, but some news is accidentally discovered by reporters and is likely to be directly killed. Our news control, at best, only warns of eviction. People are one of the world’s largest powers. They can’t do democracy and freedom. Why do we do it?"

　　After Yanjing martial law, Yang Dongxu did not go out again, not even the school. Such days continued until all the dust settled after the beginning of June, before he went back to school to prepare for his high school entrance examination.

　　After finishing the middle school entrance examination, Yang Dongxu did not stay in Yanjing, or even in China. He first went to Hong Kong, then to Japan, where he changed his way, and then went to the Soviet Union. Dongzi volunteered for the entrance examination. He didn't fly back to Yanjing until the day before the admission notice time.

　　 "Still unhappy?" Zhou Ya looked at Yang Dongxu, whose beard had begun to thick, and reached out and rubbed his head.

　　 "Unhappy? No, I'm very happy to play, haven't I been tanned yet?" Yang Dongxu smiled carelessly, opened his arms and turned Zhou Ya around.

　　 "Well, it's a little bit darker, but it's more handsome." Although distressed Yang Dongxu, knowing that this big boy who looks all day and all yelling and yelling at the mouth to eat and die, but he has a sensitive heart for the country and the people. But she didn't know how to comfort her.

　　 "Yeah, I feel the same way. Now I am awake by myself every morning." Yang Dongxu grinned and showed teeth that appeared whiter against his skin.

　　 "Both." Zhou Yaheng gave Yang Dongxu a glance.

　　 "Sister, let's set up a foundation." Yang Dongxu took Zhou Ya's hand without letting go, and said very seriously.

　　 "Do you want to do fund investment?"

　　 "No, it's a charitable foundation. I plan to build Hope Primary School and help children in some poor areas go to school."

　　 "Okay, where do I start first?" Zhou Ya nodded without any hesitation and promised to come down. Didn't ask if there was a scarlet letter? Such nonsense, because she saw unprecedented seriousness in Yang Dongxu's eyes.

"I haven't figured it out yet. But first you get a rough frame. When you donate, not all donations are free. You need to sign a contract. Especially for the construction of primary schools. If they are schools or schools, they can use them for free. But If the school is used for other purposes, we have the right to withdraw the right to use the school. We must make a scientific plan before building the school."

　　 "What else can the school use for teaching?" The last sentence of scientific planning Zhou Ya understands, but isn't Jianwang Elementary School just for children to go to school? What else can I do?

　　 "What else can I do? There are more uses. For example, some cadres feel that they want to build a primary school better than their office location, so they moved into Hope Primary School to do something."

　　 "No?" Zhou Ya frowned.

　　Yang Dongxu smiled and did not speak, not not, but definitely. When you see an office building in a poverty-stricken county with a per capita office area of ​​hundreds of square meters, air-conditioning and elevators, and an office building that is more arrogant than the provincial capital office buildings, you will know that some officials are shameless and really have no lower limit . As for the bottom line, huh... Is that thing edible or can it be sold?

　　 "How much do you plan to invest in early?" Zhou Ya did not delve into this question. After all, it was stated in the contract that he wanted the primary school building to be used for teaching, and there was nothing unreasonable.

　　 "Let's vote for 1 million first, and wait until Hainan's affairs are over before adding." Yang Dongxu thought for a moment.

　　 1 million doesn't sound much, but don't forget when this is. You have to know that the house price of Yanjing is only about 2,000. A two-bedroom house can be won by 60,000 or 70 yuan.

　　 This is still the housing price in the capital of Yanjing, so this time it is absolutely enough to build a Hope Primary School for 100,000 yuan in the following towns. Not to mention the quality, the space is still large enough. At the same time, half of this year has passed, plus the time required for the establishment of the charity fund, and the remaining time has built a lot of 10 Hope Primary Schools.

　　 But although the idea is good, Zhou Ya brought bad news after running for a few days. Because at this time, it seems that no private charity funds have appeared, and the state has no policies in this regard. There are some private charities in the private sector, but they are not very formal.

　　 "Establish it from Hong Kong, let the wealthy help. Then invest in the mainland in the name of a Hong Kong businessman. If there is a domestic charity let us invest money in it, it will build Hope Primary School.

　　 Then make a request. The donations we make must be detailed and will be sent to verify. If they agree, they will vote. If they don't agree, we will use the foreign capital status. Let's do it ourselves. Yang Dongxu thought for a moment.

　　Although I don’t know why Yang Dongxu guarded the domestic charity like a thief, Zhou Ya nodded and agreed. Although the process may be more complicated, it is not impossible.

　　 "What is the name of the foundation?" Zhou Ya asked.

　　 "Run Rain Fund, I hope it can cultivate more flowers of the motherland silently and hang it under the hurricane building."

　　 first took part in military training. Yang Dongxu, who had military training in high school and university, didn't know when, but he was catching up anyway. From August 22 to August 29, a week of military training, and then rest for two days, the official start of school on September 1.

　　This physical exertion of military training was naturally drizzle to Yang Dongxu, so the time of one week passed quickly.

　　 "Brother Xu". After a long time, Yang Dongxu came out of the playground and came out of the playground. He heard the familiar voice, followed the voice, and ran over with a smile.

　　 "Why are you here now, did you become a deserter during the last review?" Yang Dongxu stretched out his hand to rub Wu Xue's hair and was hidden by the other party.

　　Yang Dongxu is 16 this year, and Wu Xue is also fifteen. In addition, the girl developed earlier than the boy, so the original cute Wu Xue has now become a slim girl, with long hair tied into a ponytail, and it is a live wave.

　　 "That's not it. I get three good students every year. How could I be a deserter? I'm not someone. Our school has already reviewed it." Wu Xue teased and looked at Yang Dongxu.

　　Wu Xue moved her home twice because of her parents' work, so apart from elementary school, neither junior high school nor high school nor Yang Dongxu chose a single school. However, on weekends, she and Guo Futian also often asked Yang Dongxu to play, so although the three were not in a school, their feelings were still not strange.

　　 "Dare to laugh at me and see my invincible tickle hands." Yang Dongxu made a greasy expression and reached out to Wu Xue to catch him. The other side smiled and evaded. The two chased each other and attracted many people's attention.

　　Graduated from elementary school to junior high school, I have never received the certificate of the three best students~www.ltnovel.com~ It can be said that Yang Dongxu's "pain" forever. Especially his grandfather Zhou Yiren, whenever he wants to praise his clever grandson, but can’t see any certificate of honor or certificate at home, he wants to grab him and beat him.

　　 The weather was too hot, and Yang Dongxu stopped after chasing it twice, lest Wu Xue, whose face was already red, sweat.

　　The two of them came under the shade of the tree and he asked, "How about fat?"

　　 "It is estimated that they are still being reviewed on the playground of their school. I don't know if he will change another pair of pants today." Wu Xue smiled with a smile.

　　Batpon has not owed himself the nickname at all since elementary school, and his size has only increased. During the military training, the military training uniform with an oversized size was still tightly stretched on him, and when the movement was slightly larger, he screamed. The big fat was mocked by the classmates for a long time, and almost gave up military training. Finally, he found a roadside tailor shop and made a larger military training uniform before he was relieved.

　　 "He should lose weight." Thinking of the big fat figure, Yang Dongxu was also speechless.

　　 Big fat is not just fat, he is really big. Yang Dongxu is 16 years old and he is 176 tall. He is tall among his classmates. But he is almost 180 years old at the same age, he is taller than him. With a weight of 100 kilograms, you can instantly understand what the idiom is when you see him.

　　 But big fat, although fat, is not bloated. In the words of future generations, this is a flexible fat man. Although the whole body was fat and flicked, it was really flexible.

　　 "With his mouth, it is strange to be able to lose weight." Wu Xue also wanted to make big fat lose weight, but when she thought you wouldn't let him eat, it was like killing him. She was helpless.