All the emperors stand up and watch the stars of mankind shine

Now.

Da Tang.

The gloomy Huang Chao looked at Jin Bang and looked at Li Dazhao, who was always firm in his ideals,

The people of this Republic of China seem to be forever radiant and full of fighting spirit,

But Huang Chao did not understand that he rebelled because he resented the family for controlling the Great Tang Imperial Examination, and now Huang Chao's voice was gloomy.

"Ideals are ideals that important?"

Once his dream was to be an official in the Great Tang Dynasty.

On the other side of the gold list, the elderly Zhang Ju was lying outside, looking at the golden list dyingly.

He was indeed old and exhausted, but he just answered.

"Important, important."

That's ideal.

Meanwhile.

Daqin.

In order not to be killed by conscription, Chen Sheng Wu Guang also revealed, and at the moment they looked at the golden list, which was a little complicated.

It's hard for them to imagine.

"Is there really anyone who would spare his life for the sake of ideals?"

"Isn't staying alive the most fortunate thing to be thankful for?"

Following the golden list, Wang Mang of the new dynasty also heard it, and at the moment he just laughed.

"There are more important things than survival."

More and more people's eyes are on it.

Now, on the gold list, that man has begun to change the times.

The way forward is set.

I really want to see what the future of the country looks like.

The gold list inventory continues.

[After Chen Duxiu was released from prison, teachers and students of Beijing held a welcoming ceremony for him, and at the same time, they also welcomed Cai Yuanpai, who had previously resigned and left for the children, on this day, Li Dazhao, who hid in the mountains to study Marx's thoughts, and Chen Duxiu, who studied the future path in prison, met again]

Chen Duxiu is back, and Li Dazhao is also back.

"Let's start, the previous enlightenment of thought was right, but now a bigger, hotter flame is needed to ignite!"

Li Dazhao also held the book, which was his research during this time, the Max Declaration.

He nodded and looked solemn: "I want to continue to contact the workers and continue to investigate." "

"Time is running out."

After speaking, Li Dazhao hurriedly left with the book.

Chen Duxiu watched from afar, and a little smile appeared on his face.

It seems that this bearded reader is always so naked, hot, and fierce.

He smiled and stepped into the school.

"Mr. Zhongfu is back."

"Mr. Zhongfu!"

"Brother Zhongfu, don't come unharmed."

Beijing University, at this moment, the figure is longing, and it is extremely lively.

These new young editors and newspaper members Chen Yannian, Liu Haiwei, He Mengxiong, Yi Qunxian, Zhao Shiyan, Deng Zhongxia, and others were there.

Cai Yuanpei is also there.

Looking at Chen Duxiu's tired look, Cai Yuanbei solemnly spoke.

"I know, you have suffered a lot."

However, despite his exhaustion, Chen Duxiu's eyes seemed to be forever bright.

"As long as I can win the struggle, no matter how much suffering I have, I am as happy as a food."

That's what he said, and that's what he did.

Cai Yuanshu smiled: "Okay, welcome the hero back!" "

Chen Duxiu teased himself a little: "I don't dare to be, but I just went to live in the birthplace of world civilization." "

Everyone here had read the article he published, and even Hu Yi thought it was a joke.

"When I got out of prison, I went to the research room; After leaving the research room, you will go to prison, this is the noblest and most beautiful life in life! "

However, despite everyone's words, the atmosphere became more and more warm and sincere.

Cai Yuanbei spoke again, he looked at Chen Duxiu, and retracted his smile: "Four months after leaving Beijing University, I see you today, the initial heart is dependent, and the initial ambition is not extinguished, and I am very gratified." "

"Thank you, Mr. Zhongfu, for lighting the torch of scientific democracy!"

At this moment, Chen Duxiu just swept his gaze over these students.

They are hot-blooded, patriotic, cheering for new ideas.

He suddenly realized that these people did not know how many more there would be.

He knew how important he was.

At the very least, for this new generation of children, keep going.

Right now.

On the gold list, the picture turns.

Jincheng, Student Union Office.

The office was ordinary, but also empty, and dozens of student representatives gathered together, young and immature faces with determination.

Standing at the front was a young man in a school uniform.

"Students, today, the male and female backbones of our Jincheng Student Federation and the Women's Patriotic Association have come together because of the common mission and common consciousness."

"I announce that from today, we will officially join forces to establish the Enlightenment Society."

The applause was thunderous.

One by one, the young figures looked at the stage, excited.

The reason why they set up the Enlightenment Club today is because they have seen students from Jingshi gather to speak out successfully!

Mr. Chen Duxiu was willing to exchange his arrest for an era of scientific and democratic awakening.

How can they, students, do nothing!

These people are also responding to Mr. Chen Duxiu, and they know each other when they begin to publicize, inspire, and speak out on the streets.

They were triumphant warriors, and the tribulation-tested fighting friendship, the patriotic fervor boiling in their hearts, were constantly intertwined in their hearts at this moment.

"Our goal is to do a good job in the ideological transformation of students in the spirit of reflection, implementation, persistence, struggle, liveliness, pleasure, sacrifice, creativity, criticism, and mutual assistance."

"Our determination is to hope that all people in society will move towards enlightenment."

"Due to the needs of the struggle, our names are not made public, but are numbered by lot."

With one figure after another assigned to the number.

The Enlightenment Society was finally announced.

Yes, in this era, perhaps they are just an inconspicuous organization, but at this moment, these male and female classmates are blooming brightly, exuding their own light in the era.

The young man wearing Nankai University clothes clenched his fists, looked at everything in front of him, and muttered excitedly.

"We, the students, never disappoint or despair."

The immature face and glasses of the guild leader Chen Zhidu raised his fist,

One student took the lead in chanting.

"Read for the rise of New China!"

Young Ma Jun shouted equally.

"Read for the rise of New China!"

Liu Qingyang, Li Yitao, Guo Longzheng and others, at this moment, their blood is boiling, their beliefs are firm, and they are also shouting.

"Read for the rise of New China!"

Yes, that's their philosophy.

These young people of Nankai University, everyone burst into tears.

These people are the future of China.

At this moment, under the dark sky, the voice fluttered.

There were passing businessmen outside the window, and inside the rickshaw, I heard the high-pitched roar coming from inside, with amazement on my face, and read it in a low voice.

"Read for the rise of New China!"

This moment.

Northern song dynasty.

Zhang Zai looked at the golden list, and a pair of eyes gradually gave birth to a different brilliance.

His voice was soft, and he chanted over and over again.

"Reading for the Rise of New China?"

For the first time, he felt the idea of being like-minded, and it was no different from what he said about opening peace for all generations!

There is no shortage of great people in the younger generations.

Its pride is magnificent, not inferior to its predecessors.

Meanwhile.

Big Han.

At this time and space, Su Wu, a young teenager who was still young, held Bamboo Jian and looked at Jin Bang blankly.

He couldn't describe the like-minded voices of these teenagers, and how shocked that sentence had brought him.

But soon, the young Su Wu also raised his hand.

"Read for the rise of the Great Han!"

At that time.

Tang.

The young Du Fu seemed to cross time and space and felt the boiling blood from the afterlife for the first time.

Almost at the same time, he raised his arms with these young men and women and solemnly spoke.

"Read for the rise of the Great Tang!"

Southern song dynasty.

Zhang Shijie's gaze fell on these teenagers, and an unprecedented expectation was suppressed. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Read for the rise of New China, good!"

"This is the people after Chen Duxiu, a new group of people, who are about to bloom."

"From the first batch of Tan Sitong, to the second batch of Mr. Sun, the third batch of Chen Duxiu, Li Dazhao, and now the fourth batch is here."

Yes, the fourth batch is coming.

Enlightenment Society!

Right now.

Hunan.

Ten-year-old Li Bai chops wood in the mountains, he has the same name and surname as Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, but in the future he will become an underground agent, carry the weight forward, and later generations will use the TV series "Never Dying Airwaves" to commemorate him.

Li Bai dropped out of school for a long time, and because of his mother's death, he had to shoulder the burden of raising his eldest siblings.

At this moment, he looked at the magazine in front of him and clenched his fists.

New Youth!

Mr. Chen Duxiu lit the fire of science and democracy for the first time, and his blood boiled and he clenched his fists, his eyes full of expectation.

Northeast.

This year, Liu Changchun was eleven years old

He seems to be running forever, from home to school, where teenagers don't think much.

He just thought of what his father had expected of him.

In the overseas Olympic Games to prove that China, the Chinese, is not the sick man of East Asia!

Shanghai Hai.

[The protagonist of the future TV series Pretender is taken from his life] Eight-year-old Yuan Shu looks at the newspaper.

Under the eyes of his father for many years, he also looked at the new youth more and more expectantly, which is not just a magazine, but carries the expectations of the youth of the whole country and the future way out of China.

Hunan.

On the street.

From the Hunan Youth Club, many students wore robes and sweated like rain, constantly handing out leaflets and waving flags to promote the slogans from Mr. Chen Duxiu and the Xiang Commentary he hosted.

At that time.

Daming.

Zhang Juzheng was watching this scene, and although he was already trembling, his voice was vicissitudes and he spoke with difficulty.

"These people are all the fourth generation, this great country, step by step exploration, creating, is already the fourth generation."

On the gold list, a new inventory text emerged.

[After Chen Duxiu was released from prison, the welcome party dispersed, and Zhou Shuren began to answer his brother's question about why the new youth only has one editor-in-chief]

At this moment, the picture unfolds.

Zhou Zuoren looked at the editor and chief writer who gradually dispersed the new youth, and his expression was complicated.

"Mr. Chen Duxiu is so extreme, why do you propose to let him edit the new youth alone? Although it is prudent, it will not cause any major problems. "

In fact, not only him, but also many editors who are familiar with the new youth have such questions.

Whether it is Chen Duxiu or Li Dazhao, the performance during this period is more and more inclined to radicalization, and in this high-pressure era, if you are not careful, there are no bones.

However, at this moment, Zhou Shuren shook his head.

"With the right mentality, he will never dare to make things bigger, but Zhongfu dares, he not only dares, but has already done so, and you have also seen the results of things getting bigger."

"If it were you, would you choose to follow Zhongfu or stand with Shizhi?"

"This era needs warriors!!!"

The younger brother Zhou Zuoren did not speak, frowning and thinking.

At this moment, Zhou Shuren did not continue to explain.

"It's my turn, I'm on."

He just put on a black shirt, held a pen, and walked into the night sky proudly.

That's right, next, he will also go to war, and he will be at the forefront.

In this era, it's time for the mind to die!

On the gold list, the inventory of words continues at this moment.

[Realizing the need to die, at the end of this year, Chen Duxiu chose to leave Beijing University, Qian Xuantong, Liu Bannong, Huang Magazine, Gu Hongming and others came to see them off, representing several people from different camps, and finally understood Chen Duxiu's great ambition]

Now.

Kyodai.

It's now the end of the year, the weather is bitterly cold, with a bleak chill, the wind is strong, and despite the sun, it is still cold.

Chen Duxiu wore a long robe and a rare hat, and looked at the few people in front of him with a smile.

Qian Xuantong, Liu Bannong, Huang Zheng, Gu Hongming and others were there, and these people came to bid farewell to him.

Teasing a little, Chen Duxiu asked.

"What about it?"

Qian Xuantong spoke: "The five ministers went abroad, and he sent them off with a cheerful send-off." "

At this moment, Chen Duxiu fell silent.

He turned his head and looked at this campus where he taught for a few cold and summer years, and now because of the holiday, there are few students.

Those pioneers who used to raise students' voices are now gone, and they even make him feel the smell of the autumn breeze.

He took a deep breath.

Let's just hope they get on the right path.

Liu Bannong seemed to be infected by such emotions, and his heart was concerned, giving birth to a few worries.

"I'm leaving, too, to the Eagle Country."

Chen Duxiu seemed to have expected it, and took out a calligraphy and painting from his luggage with a smile: "I know, I wrote you a picture." "

When he took out the words, several people were looking at the calligraphy and painting in front of them.

Ben has the ambition to soar into the sky, floating between the lake and the sea. Accidentally left the city, and chased after him.

The cold shadow is thin on the back, and the lonely clouds return together. Dao met the prince Jin, and went to the three mountains early.

Liu Banlong was silent, and for a long time, his voice was much lower.

"A little reluctant here, reluctant to you, reluctant to our "New Youth" "

Chen Duxiu smiled: "The new youth is still there, and you are the overseas fan editor of this magazine." "

Huang Zhan sighed: "Zhongfu, you said that you let the professor not do it, the editor went to edit the magazine, and as soon as you ran, China was missing a general history, and this is a loss for many people." "

At the mention of literary losses, Chen Duxiu looked calm.

"Whether it is a loss or not, there is a public opinion."

Huang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Farewell, Brother Zhongfu." "

Gu Hongming has always represented traditional culture and spirit, but his eyes are bright at this moment: "Zhongfu, are you still fighting?" "

Chen Duxiu solemnly spoke: "One breath remains, the battle does not stop!" "

Several people laughed and hugged each other's fists.

At this moment, among the several people present, Gu Hongming represented traditional culture, Huang Magazine represented the Shun faction, and Liu Bannong represented the Western faction, but at this moment, there was a brand new camp in the crowd.

Marx thought, society desperate path.

Chen Duxiu!

They each stood in the cold wind, greeting a new camp.

Chen Duxiu left, took his luggage and left the school in the cold wind.

Gu Hongming and the others standing behind him looked at Chen Duxiu and vaguely sensed a trace of loneliness.

Chen Duxiu's voice came from the wind, as if talking to himself, as if telling friends and students.

"I have often wondered how much a nation fears if every foreign war for the past hundred years has been defeated?"

"In times of misfortune, there is not a wise old man to lift up a weak soul, and in this dying land, there are ancestors who are full of fear."

"I'm going to wake them up!"

Huang Zhan changed his face, and Gu Hongming and the others also looked at the back against the light in shock.

On this day, a person walks alone at the forefront of the times.

He crossed the mountains, with his will, to awaken a country that had been dormant for thousands of years!

Be bold, everyone, go your own way, and we will go forward boldly,

Generations will eventually create a great China!

Now the most dangerous road of life, let Chen Duxiu go first!

The year 1920, after which the road turned out to be the only light.

This sentence reflects the golden list, the Qin Dynasty, the first emperor looked at this sentence county.

He suddenly understood the original inventory of the sentence: May the youth of our country, who can do things, can make a voice, have a bit of heat, a point of light, let the firefly be like a fire, can also shine a little light in the dark, do not have to wait for the torch, if there is no torch, I am the only light....

"It is like this, interpreted here, the only light represents the only Chinese road, and this road can be passed!"

"Future generations of students, I very much hope that you will defend this land that has been passed down for thousands of years..."

Ying Zheng got off the carriage, looked at the golden list, and for the first time voiced the jade run, adhering to the expectation.