Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

The dinner was set for six o'clock in the evening. Ya'er came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and then dried her waist-length hair. She picked up the watch on the coffee table and saw that it was less than an hour and a half before the dinner.

hour's time.

In the 21st century, putting on makeup has become a routine for every woman before going out, and it often takes at least more than an hour. However, in the 1980s when life was simple and frugal, even young girls who loved fashion could only put on makeup before going out.

Put on lipstick. Ya'er usually doesn't put on makeup, and keeps her face bare. Looking at the cosmetic bag she took out from the suitcase, she felt a little confused for a moment.

Dong dong dong, dong dong dong, at half past five, there was a knock on the door outside Ya'er's room.

Before Ya'er stood up and opened the door, she took one last look in the mirror. She was a little dazzled by the sullen figure in the mirror.

At the door, Lu Changxin's hand remained in the air as if knocking, and he didn't think of putting it down for a long time. There is really such a young girl, Shuimu Qinghua, graceful and clear, who embodies the beauty of heaven and earth.[

The teasing coughing sound suddenly woke up the 30-year-old Lu Changxin. His dark face couldn't help but flush. He turned his head slightly uncomfortably and said, "Comrade Xuanjin, the chief asked me to inform you that we will be here soon.

It’s time to leave.”

After saying that, Lu Changxin turned red-faced and hurriedly turned around and went to the old chief next door to wait for orders.

It was also the first time for Ya'er to dress up like this, and she felt a little unnatural. She folded her shawl, and then followed Lu Changxin to report to the old chief.

The sharp-eyed old man's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw the little girl hiding behind the staff with a somewhat twitchy expression.

The girl, who has an elegant and delicate appearance, is set off by a traditional Chinese cheongsam, making her look like a new lotus, standing tall and graceful, clear but not enchanting. The pair of colorful pearl earrings on the small earlobes are less childish and more childish.

She is graceful and solemn. Her hair is like ink, loosely pulled into a princess bun. Her starry eyes are pure and bright, and her eyebrows are smiling.

The little girl is originally a beauty with skin as solid as jade and white as snow. Her lips are not dotted but red, and her eyebrows are not painted but green, delicate and beautiful. This elegant dress, coupled with a strong bookish air, makes the little girl

The girl stood there quietly like an orchid in the empty valley, subtle and elegant.

The old man coughed twice and signaled to the young men who were about to look dumbfounded. The eyes of several young men with strong temperaments dodge, they wanted to see but were afraid to see, and they were confused.

Looking at the few young people who were a little lost, they took a few steps forward with smiles in their eyes. They hung their arms and motioned for the little girl to carry them up. He deliberately teased Ya'er and said, "Girl, the task your Grandpa Zhai has given me is too important."

I don’t know if Grandpa’s old bones can hold on tonight? I don’t know how many people are jealous of Grandpa tonight!”

"Grandpa, you are not so boastful!" Although I was teased by the old man, I felt much more relaxed.

The old chief smiled without answering and led a few people downstairs.

Outside the hotel where we were staying, several extended-distance vehicles were already waiting there on time.

At 5:55 p.m., the car stopped on time. Outside the State Banquet Hall, President Reagan and a group of staff came out to greet him personally. At this time, the spotlight outside the State Banquet Hall had already been pointed at the car door and flashed non-stop.

Seeing the old man who was thin but extremely energetic, Li couldn't help but shudder. This old man who turned the tide when China was in a state of devastation was like a soaring Eastern dragon, exuding vitality.

vitality.

"Welcome, welcome to visit country M, old man!" Reagan quickly stepped forward to shake hands with the old man, "I was honored by your hospitality last time, and this time it's my turn to be the host!"

"Mr. Reagan, this is in accordance with the old Chinese saying, courtesy reciprocates. We won't bother you this time!" The old man shook his hand, and then gently hugged President Reagan as the Romans do.

Ya'er had long since let go of Xu's hand holding the old man's hand, half a step behind and quietly doing the translation work.

"Old, who is this?" President Reagan was a little curious. In his impression, the old entourage in the past had a solemn and rigorous image. On such a grand occasion, this exquisite oriental girl looked like an elf.

It's particularly eye-catching, and it seems a bit familiar.

Lao staggered her body so that Ya'er, who was wearing a long green cheongsam, was fully exposed to the spotlight. He introduced her very intimately: "This little girl is the step-granddaughter I really want to take home."

Under the flickering spotlight, unlike the deep facial features of Westerners, it was an oriental face that was exquisite and pleasing to the eye, elegant and refined. The oriental charm that the method resorted to in writing suddenly opened the eyes of many people present about the long history of China.

A vague impression of an ancient oriental country.[

The old man's answer also made the more than a dozen ministerial figures who followed him stunned. The old chief's answer just now sounded a bit meaningful! I just heard that the little girl has superb medical skills and is proficient in several languages. I didn't expect that,

The old chief actually regarded the little girl as a family member.

Reagan and the others were also a little curious. Schultz briefly reported in a low voice the information he had just investigated in the afternoon. This was a young girl with a unique medical talent!

For a moment, all the attention seemed to be concentrated on Ya'er, both overtly and covertly.

Rather than attracting so much spotlight because of her pretty appearance, Ya'er hopes that like the old chief, she can attract the spotlight with her own unparalleled charisma.

Ya'er nodded slightly, her thin back was like the energetic old man beside her, straight and straight, almost raising her head and chest. There was a just right smile on her face, light and gentle, neither humble nor overbearing. She tried hard to keep up with the wise and decisive man next to her.

The old man is confident and calm.

Under the spotlight, one is old and the other is young, one is energetic and the other is vigorous, but they are exactly the same from their posture to their smiles and their temperaments from the inside out.

Although the welcome banquet was defined as private, there was a brief press conference before the dinner began.

After Reagan gave a brief speech, Lao walked up to the podium calmly, while Ya'er still stood half a step behind Lao.

The attitude of the media is very friendly, but the questions asked are very sharp.

"Old man, first of all welcome you to lead the delegation to country m for an exchange visit. May I ask you, your country is a socialist society, what made your country propose the policy of economic system reform? Does this mean that you also subconsciously

Think capitalism is better than socialism?”

Ya'er looked at the reporters who were asking questions under the rostrum with a solemn expression. Someone actually raised such a sensitive political topic at a press conference in the mood of a private banquet. This issue is worthy of further investigation.

In the audience, the reporter who asked the question just now saw that the delicate-looking young translator had the same expression as the decisive and wise old man, both of whom had piercing eyes, and couldn't help but shift their eyes.

"We in China have a saying that when poverty leads to change, change leads to prosperity. We are just trying to find a policy that is more suitable for China's national conditions, and the facts prove that we have chosen the right path!"

The old voice had a Sichuan flavor, but the other authentic M-style English that came out of the microphone was clear and translucent, neither slow nor hasty, neither humble nor overbearing.

Although the old man and the young man on the stage looked solemn, in country M, a country that claims to be free, there were still reporters below who refused to be outdone and continued to ask questions about sensitive topics.

"Can you predict what kind of changes reform and opening up will bring to China in more than ten years?"

The old man who has experienced great storms has a calm smile on his face. He will not be angry at the deliberate provocation of reporters in the audience. He said with all his strength: "We belong to the past and present, and the future only belongs to young people! And the question you just asked should probably be answered.

The young girl behind me would be more appropriate to answer you."

As Ya'er translated, her heart skipped a beat, her brows raised slightly, and she couldn't hide her surprise! Didn't she just come to be a private translator and personal secretary? Grandpa actually asked me to answer such a sensitive political topic?

The expressions of Minister Wei and the others gradually became serious. This is a sensitive topic involving the entire national policy.

Even the reporter who just asked the question looked blank, convinced that the wise and decisive leader of a country was not watching a joke, and then he reluctantly pointed the spotlight of the camera at the Chinese girl who was not panicking on the stage.

"Then let me ask you, this young Chinese girl, what do you think China will look like in ten years' time?"

As the reporter finished speaking, all the spotlights in the audience focused on the girl who was neither humble nor overbearing. No flinching could be seen on her face. The confident and firm smile on her face was the same as that of the old man beside her.

The smile is carved from the same mold.[

"Sir, we have an old saying in China: Don't bully young people into poverty. China may be poor or backward now, but China's future will be taken over by our younger generation. The wisdom of young people will make the country wise, the rich of young people will make the country rich, and the strong young people will make the country rich.

Then the country will be strong... In more than ten years, no, maybe in a few years, this gentleman can personally go to China, which is rising into the sky, to find the answer."

The female voice coming out of the microphone was clear and comfortable, but every word she said was loud and hit everyone's hearts hard. The wisdom of a young man is the wisdom of a country. This sentence was spoken by this girl with exquisite appearance and awe-inspiring temperament.

, has a convincing power.

From those eyes that dared to look directly at anyone, everyone saw only awe-inspiring and unparalleled confidence.

The old man's face was full of joy, knowing that this clumsy little girl would not let him down. The wisdom of young people will make the country wise, and the strength of young people will make the country strong. Isn't this my expectation for the younger generation?

The old man gently stroked his palm, and the audience burst into applause that lasted for a long time. The flashing lights also focused on the awe-inspiring girl on the stage.

This girl with sharp words but neither humble nor arrogant attitude represents the new generation in China. There is such a new generation in China, which makes people feel scared.

Ya'er's outstanding performance seemed to scare many people. In the audience, the media and reporters seemed to remember that it was just an indirect press conference, and no one asked any more questions.

Ya'er is half a step behind. Her sharp words just now are no longer there. She is completely a qualified translator.

Soon, the dinner officially began.

The people attending this dinner were not celebrities from the political circles, and the splendid hall was full of people drinking and drinking. It was the first time for Ya'er to attend such a high-level dinner, whether in her past life or in this life.

Lao took Ya'er to have a good time there, talking about the weather, food, and chatting and laughing with dignitaries and celebrities from country M. Ya'er had a soft voice and a calm smile. She was completely a good girl who followed her elders to see the world, and she had a certain amount of progress and retreat.

One old and the other young, they were not as sharp as they were when they faced reporters and the media just now.