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

Now on the list, this font is like fire.

【With the total . The emergence of the proletarian school, goals, ideas, and pace are finally clear, this year, Chen Duxiu and Li Qihan after discussion, together. Proletarian Group. Weaving decided to start building the first school for workers and spread nothing. Proletarian Thought]

The picture appears.

Today, Shanghai.

A school, on this day, was proclaimed ~.

Late at night.

Just after a day's work, the young docker looked excited, looking at the school in front of him.

"This is the first school that belongs to - workers."

He looked up at the school that belonged to the workers, the workshop of the cotton factory, thirty-one buildings in all, made of masonry.

The teacher is the room that opens up on the ground floor.

The dockers walked into the classroom, where there were already tables, chairs and benches that could seat about sixty people.

He looked upstairs.

There was Mr. Bedroom's bedroom and office, as well as a spare classroom.

Mr. Ridgham walked into the class with the book and bowed to them.

Subsequently, they took out the literacy textbooks that they had printed specifically for the workers.

The docker sat down quietly, carefully and awkwardly following the blackboard, and his name was written on the gentleman's stroke.

Sitting next to him were dozens of workers from different regions, cotton spinning mills, steel mills, machine factories, and dockworkers like himself.

They were all listening carefully, even if the handwriting was messy, but everyone's eyes were serious and high.

He taught today's literacy lesson and spoke again.

"Students, you are a worker, I am a worker, the world's workers are one family, we must unite."

"As long as we unite, no one can bully us!"

The docker listened excitedly to Mr. propaganda and he said that it was nothing. Bourgeois thinking.

He liked it very much, and the co-workers around him also spoke up.

Although it was late at night, oil lamps were lit and the voices were loud.

They were dressed dirty, they worked for the reason, but for the first time they felt respected, respected by this organization.

New text, floating on the gold list.

[This year, the first total in history. The youth league under the organization of the proletarian faction appeared]

The screen expands.

Inside the office, Chen Duxiu looked at the pile of letterhead in front of him.

Each one, he would take it apart and read it carefully.

It wasn't until a moment later that he finally put down the letterhead and pondered calmly.

These are all written by enthusiastic young people from all over the world to the new youth, and many of them have seen the new youth come with a total of . The monthly proletarian magazine has asked to join the Communist Party. Protarist.

He knows, total. The proletarian banner needs a youth organization.

So, he took the letterhead and found the other members of the group.

The first one he found was Yu Xiusong.

This twenty-one-year-old young man, born in Shuxiangmendi, began to understand new culture and ideas during his studies in Jiangsu and Zhejiang schools.

Last summer, he led the students of Hangcheng School to stop classes and gather to speak out and respond to the Beijing Division.

In May this year, officially participated in the Shanghai Communist Party. The proletarian group became the youngest member of the founders.

Yu Xiu Song carefully read the letterhead in front of him, and Chen Duxiu was also waiting.

It was not until after reading it that Chen Duxiu opened his mouth to mention the preparation of the Communists. A youth organization under the umbrella of the propertarists.

Yu Xiusong also nodded positively.

At this moment, he looked at these letterheads, and he saw the future of this era.

These young people are the future of China!

He began to think about how to contact wealthy businessmen in Shanghai and local people.

And at this moment, Yu Xiu Song took up the pen, a person wrote under the light, the youth league raised funds to inspire.

Bangren gentlemen and contemporary Hongda are full of help, Shinji. Jin has a group affairs self-instigated, directly for the company. The youth will seek the welfare of the public, and indirectly realize the luck of the people of our country.

Ten

In order to organize the youth league, he thought for a long time, and so far, the sky is almost dawn.

Now it was the last black before dawn, and Yu Xiusong knew that they were going to see the morning light.

Because of Chen Duxiu's fame, he was rated as a pioneer of contemporary Chinese thinkers. When the proletarian group first appeared, it immediately set off a boom in Jingshi, Hunan, Zhizhou and other places, and many people also understood their thinking.

Now Yu Xiusong's revelation has just appeared, which immediately attracted local wealthy families to donate.

With the funds, communist organizations began to form youth leagues.

Now the Youth League is just a prototype.

But Yu Xiusong has already rented a house.

At this moment, since he undertook the preparation of the youth league, he personally experienced everything and arrived at the scene of this house.

This house, which is a brick and wood structure, sits on a lane facing north and south.

The exterior wall is green brick, red brick decoration, green tile double slope roof, the door cover is simplified Hira temple style, after entering the door, through the patio, is the living room.

The owner of the house was originally the residence of a man who had set off a stricken life with Mr. Sun, and now that he has moved out of the house, the room is vacated.

Behind him were several young men.

Common. Yu Xiusong, Li Hanjun, Chen Ludao, Ye Tianluo, Shi Cuntong, Yuan Zhenying, Jin Jiafeng, and Shen Xuanlu, eight members of the industrial organization, were there.

At this moment, they looked at the environment here, and their eyes were full of hope.

Yu Xiusong took a deep breath and watched the sky light fall in from the patio.

"I announce that the Youth League has been officially established!"

At this moment, the first news agency in China. The Huiji Youth League, from Li Dazhao's thoughts, Chen Duxiu's reference, Yu Xiusong's organization, fundraising from all over Shanghai, to the selected address, finally appeared!

After the establishment of the Youth League, the first thing after deliberation was to create a foreign Chinese club within the Youth League.

[This is the first cadre training course created by a communist organization]

At this moment, Yu Xiusong, as the editor of Xinguo Daily, published the admissions advertisement of the foreign Chinese club above.

Ke Qingyu, a young student from An Hui, was introduced and looked up at the door number.

New Fish Lane No. 6.

When he entered, there were already more than a dozen young people from different regions waiting inside.

Some have An Hui accents, some have Hu Nan accents, and some are from Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

There is a mimeograph machine in the office, a desk.

There is also a large table that can accommodate more than ten people to eat.

In the small room, different gentlemen rotated in class.

Yang Mingzhai who taught Sand Russian, Li Hanjun who taught Chinese language, Li Da who taught Kawasaki language, and Shen Yanbin who taught eagle language.

One by one, young people with different accents and similar interests gathered.

At this moment, it was Chen Bandao, who taught thought, who was giving a lecture on the stage.

"Students, you are here to study, I want to ask you why you are studying and what is the purpose?"

After a brief question, the student spoke.

"For the sake of sorrow, for the common . The idea of industry, for China. "

Chen Ludao nodded: "Very good, that's right, we are just to achieve common. The idea of industryism converges here. "

"I will tell you what is the purpose of your study, what you want to do when you come here is to go international, to go to Tsarist Russia to learn the truth of life, advanced technology, come back to worry, and change the backward and dark old China!"

"You are the seeds of misery."

Here, Chen Ludao and others successively led these young people to the factory night school to teach the workers.

Take them to the workers' stoppage.

Take them to edit newspapers and magazines, take them to the streets to distribute leaflets.

They taught these young people every form of distress.

At this moment, this society. The Youth Organization Group officially set sail.

In the future, there will be many great cadres here, who will appear here,

Right now.

Gold list

【In total. Under the leadership of the proletarian organization, at this moment, Shanghai Hai established the first workers' union, the first workers' charter, and the first founding of the Communist Party. A monthly magazine of proletarian thought, first published in total. The proletarian manifesto, the first to establish a workers' school in Shanghai, the first to establish a communist. The proletarian youth organization pioneered a foreign Chinese society for the first time, bringing Chinese youth to the international learning community. Advanced Thought of Materialism]

Right now.

On the gold list, a group of voices gathered.

Daming, Yan Song, who had just changed rice into mulberry and attacked each other with the Qing school in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, looked at this scene and felt terrified in his heart.

"When the people of this Ming Dynasty saw this scene, they were afraid that they would be chaotic."

"If these literati no longer follow the monarch, they think that the society will be a her. It will be for the whole people, what kind of powerful force will it be? "

The other side.

Hearing Yan Song's voice, Southern Song and Qin Hui also trembled a little. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Is there more readers, more farmers, and more craftsmen in the world?

Naturally, there are more farmers and craftsmen.

The reason why they can get along with the king now is naturally because they are superior.

But when they themselves do not think that they are superior, united craftsmen, and the like, are there still kings under the world!

Meanwhile.

Daming.

Li Zicheng was besieging Bianjing, and when he saw this scene, he roared.

"Change my slogan!"

"If you don't pay grain, divide the fields, and change them all into societies. Will be none. Production, happiness for the people! "

At this moment, Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang and others looked at them with complicated eyes, and they thought calmly, is this road of the Republic of China really feasible?

However, no one noticed that these people also had deep shock in their eyes.

The ideal person is ....

Daqin.

Ying Zheng looked at the organization that appeared one after another under the leadership of that organization, and finally realized.

This total. Proletarianism, take shape!

[A group of people next swore that they were going to be a society. Communism runs through to the end]

【No matter what catastrophe you face】

[Later they took the oath]

[You will see a group that has never appeared in history, they surpass everything about the historical rebels, they have intellectuals, illiterate peasants, overseas diaspora, patriotic businessmen, rich children, under the leadership of Yan, they began to carry history forward]

[Why on earth are this group of people willing to participate]

【Until】

【Inventory of the road to the creation of the greatest country】

This moment.

Da Tang.

Prince Li Chenggan looked at Jin Bang, and also spoke, asking his side, Hou Junji's son-in-law.

"Why should they be involved in these things?"

He looked at Chen Duxiu and looked at those young figures.

Some of them have already achieved fame, some are full of knowledge and have a bright future, and some have even become famous internationally.

Ask for flowers

He never figured out why people in this era would rather give up their great future and step into the darkness.

Is light an ethereal ideal, and can these things sustain them through the years of suffering?

He was silent for a long time before he finally realized.

There is something inside these people.

This kind of thing is terrible, scary enough to make so many people, regardless of life or death, no matter what the future throws into, even if it looks like a moth to a fire.

His gaze fell on the gold list, on the readers, on the youth, on the workers, and muttered.

"So what did this organization create? Can countless people go forward, so tragic and vast? "

The screen changes perspective again.

This time, it appeared overseas.

Chen Yannian and Chen Qiaonian lowered their heads and read through the Max thought in their hands, and then they also saw the books brought by their classmates.

That's a Chinese book, called Zhonghua. Common. Proletarianism.

It points out in detail the future development direction of China and the path of preliminary exploration.

The two teenagers walked down the street, looking at the publication created by their father, and they wondered if the anarchism they insisted on was right.

At this moment, some students began to gather to speak, and what the two heard was actually scolding.

"Shameless quibbling, treachery!"

Looking at the voices of these people opposing, the two also learned the facts.

Wu Zhihui, who insisted on anarchism and served as the president of a local university in Fa Guo, actually refused to admit Chinese students on the grounds that the income of work-study students was too low to pay for themselves!

At this moment, the two youths saw the determination in each other's eyes.

They gave up their study abroad notices and took to the streets with the students.

"Treachery!"

That's right, they are now, and their minds are finally beginning to change.

The two children holding the newspaper, standing in the cold wind of a foreign country at this moment, made a decision.

"Anarchism is wrong, only Marx Thought is the path that China should take!"

The cold wind was bleak, and the two teenagers held newspapers and periodicals, their eyes were resolute, and they swore like an organization founded by their father.

"May for the new China, for nothing. Produce ideas, at all costs. "

[They fulfilled their oath, but ah, when the flame is lit, it will also attract jackals, and the road will be difficult]

This moment.

Da Song.

Wang Anshi was exhausted and had just left the court.

In the face of the endless attacks of Wen Yanbo and others, he was indeed tired of coping.

At this moment, he looked up at the two children and thought of them at first.

At the beginning, these two children firmly believed that the change of China could be achieved through gentle improvement and change of thinking.

But now, they have awakened and embarked on a new path.

The other side.

Daqin.

Li Si also watched this scene and put down the imperial government in his hand.

When the two teenagers in a foreign country swore an oath, they actually brought him a burning glare.

These literati were looking at the last sentence.

"Sure enough, a great organization is going to rise up in flames."

Today, on the gold list, the picture continues.

Republic of China - North - Huachun.

A large number of Dongying soldiers were stationed here.

In order to occupy this land, they bought the bandits themselves, and hundreds of bandits attacked and killed the local Dongwin defenders, creating an excuse for them to send troops.

They ignored China's territorial rights, sent troops from China to invade neighboring countries, and forcibly asked local warlords to cooperate in sending troops.

After occupying the local area, Dong won the ambition of the wolf son and began to carry out retaliatory killings against the surrounding countrymen.

Even though China announced that it would protect the local Dong Ying diaspora, Dong Win still did not let go of this excuse and forcibly sent troops to occupy many cities belonging to China.

This projectile land gradually began to spy on China.

Tentative offense!

Brewing a bigger attack!

On the gold list, a new picture appears.

At the end of the year, the wind was cold.

At the end of the year, Mr. Sun, together with a few of the original desperate people, returned to Zhizhou from Shanghai, and delivered a speech at the station, preparing to rebuild the military palace, introduce the idea of people's governance, and prepare to change the situation in China.

But now, China is becoming more and more chaotic, with warlords fighting each other, constantly provoking big and small wars.

Outside a village, a fourteen-year-old boy was forcibly taken away, dressed as a warlord, trembling and stepping into the battlefield, pushed to the front by veterans.

On the river embankment, displaced people who had just fled the earthquake fell into the snow.

In Yongzhou, outside the concession, foreigners are still singing and dancing, entering the dance hall every day, drunk and dreaming of death, enjoying red wine, and drunk with gold fans.

In the warlord's mansion, a man with more than a dozen aunts faced the roast chicken on the table and poured wine glasses.

Only Shanghai, Jingshi, Wuhan, Zhizhou, Hu Nan and others established the Communist Party. The place of the proletarian school.

In these places, the fog over the city is vast, but finally there is wind, dispersed,

There is a flame on the ground of this city, and the light of the fire is faint, but it reflects one side,

They began, with all their might, to dispel the darkness that shrouded the three-hundred-year-old era.

Now in Beiping, Mr. Lu Xun has a madman's diary beside him, he pushes open the window, under the black robe, his heart beats, looking at the city fog in front of him, he sees that it is raining, and a fire is burning in the rain....