Chen Zhongfu's voice was not heavy, but it was like thunder, and it fell fiercely in Li Hanjun's heart.

Silence becomes more profound.

He looked into Chen Zhongfu's eyes, calm and deep, proving that he had continued the revolution in this form.

During this period of contact, he knew Chen Zhongfu, he always liked to lead others, and the same was true in terms of thinking.

At this moment, Li Hanjun no longer continued to argue, but stood up and bowed deeply to Chen Zhongfu.

"Mr. Zhongfu, thank you for your teaching and care in the past two years, but I have a different opinion, please forgive me!"

Li Hanjun left.

He opened the door and let the cold wind pour into the room, but his figure gradually disappeared into the cold wind.

Facing the cold wind, he walked slowly.

The content of the grass is still deeply imprinted in his mind, which is like a big stone pressing on his heart.

In his heart, Mr. Shoucho's philosophy is correct.

"In this era, there are many warlords, aliens are eyeing each other, and the people have no rights and interests, what is the difference between such a divided country and the former Qing Dynasty?"

At this moment, he finally spoke.

I don't know if he said it to himself or to Chen Zhongfu in the room, he muttered to himself.

"The organization has been established, but now we are still very weak, the huge political and intellectual stage, there is no place for us, we have not even gained a firm foothold

!" "The official warlords don't care about us at all, and the overseas aliens don't take us seriously, in the final analysis, we still have too weak influence, we need fire, we need weapons, and we want to fight a beautiful first battle!"

First of all, we have to be strong ourselves!"

Li Hanjun left because of the different ideas.

He returned to Wuxiang and began to engage in the education industry, but he was not cocooned by the three-foot podium.

His original intention remained unchanged, and he threw himself into the revolution in other ways.

The woman walked into his sight.

The start of the year was not smooth.

Li Hanjun left, and Chen Zhongfu also began to think about whether what he was insisting on now was right or not.

It seems that since Yi Baisha's death, his mind has begun to change.

"Only when people live can they have infinite possibilities... With guns and fire, what is the difference between this and the original Republic of China?"

"Mr. and Yuan, this path has been proven to be wrong..."

Since Li Hanjun left, Chen Zhongfu has not closed the door, and the cold wind has come in, blowing out the fire in the room, and the whole room is cold.

The establishment of this organization will surely be in ruins and go through labor pains.

The difference in thinking is something that all people have to experience.

But at this moment, he was extremely envious of Shouchang Li.

Because from the very beginning he was firm in a radical path, and he never retreated

from the revolution with his blood and life.

He sighed deeply: "But, Captain, I'm worried about you..."

At this moment, the various dynasties were silent, and the picture reflected in the sky gradually darkened.

But the emperors and generals of various dynasties, literati and poets all raised their heads and looked at the picture with complicated eyes.

"Did you part ways because you disagreed?"

In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai fell into a long silence, and in a trance, he remembered his friend Gao Shi.

They also parted ways because of disagreements, like Chen Zhongfu and Li Hanjun in the picture.

"Both of them insist on their own thoughts and insist on not giving in, but who can guarantee that your respective thoughts are really correct?"

Li Bai's muttering voice reached Gao Shi's ears through the sky.

The latter was silent and did not respond.

In the Tang Dynasty, Han Yu looked at the sky with some embarrassment and couldn't help sighing.

"The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other... It seems that he is one of the thirteen people who quit halfway because of disagreements

...""But he has not forgotten his original intention..."

Everyone saw that on the streets of Hubei, Li Hanjun was distributing leaflets with four eye-catching characters written on them: Women's liberation!

Three Kingdoms, Sichuan and Shu.

Zhuge Liang quietly looked at the sky and said to the young lord.

Although he left, he did not forget his original intention and embarked on the road of revolution in another form. "

Cao Wei.

Cao Cao looked at Chen Zhongfu in the picture, as if he saw another self.

He is suspicious, while Chen Zhongfu is paranoid and stubborn.

Regardless of whether the thoughts are right or wrong, they all want to lead each other, so that they break up unhappily.

"Zhong Fu should reflect on his character, if he continues like this, he will fall out with many people! How can we talk about the great cause of revival in this way?"

Da Ming, Hai Rui sighed in complexity, he felt a little worried about the future of this organization, and even the future of the great powers...

At this time, new text appeared in the canopy.

[At the beginning of this year, Deng Enming and Wang Jinmei went to Meaux to participate in the first International National Revolutionary Conference and were greatly encouraged. The

screen appears.

In the land of Qilu, the cold wind is howling.

The two young men were packing up their burdens to go out of the house, Deng Enming looked into the distance, and there was a ray of light rising in the misty snow.

He stared for a long time, until the morning sun rose and poured on his face, and then he looked back at his like-minded friend.

"Ruijun. "

It is worth mentioning that he shouted by his previous name.

Under the sun, he smiled and continued to speak: "The current national situation is different, when we launch the workers' movement and establish the workers' and peasants' class as the core, we must also be strong ourselves-just like your name, Jinmei, this country is imperfect, but we must make it as perfect as possible

!" "It's time to start arming ourselves!"

Wang Jinmei also spoke, looking at the rising sun with a smile.

"The voice of China resounded in the Third International!"

the train clattered, and the

two embarked on their journey abroad for the first time.

In the future, they will meet a foreigner with a beard, after which they will be greatly shaken and their minds will undergo a great transformation.

The picture is repeated, and this time I came overseas.

Hair country, dusk.

After a hard day of factory labor, Zhao Shiyan did not rest after returning home, but climbed to the roof with the help of a ladder.

In the afterglow of the sunset, I read the Marxist-Leninist readings composed of all posts.

Now, he has mastered five languages, which makes conversation much easier.

"I am a thief of twilight, time is squeezed out, no matter how busy and tired, there is still a squeeze.

He didn't dare to waste a minute or a second, and late at night, he wrote letters to international students who also left their hair.

"Don't forget the great mission we have on us, because this organization will eventually stand tall, and if necessary, I will fall first. Later

, he really fell on that rock, and some people can always accurately predict their fate.

[It's just that when he fell, his head had already fallen, but his body and spine were still standing upright. 】

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