Seeing that the group of war scumbags were finally going to stop, Ruan Ruan, who hadn't planned to continue talking, lowered her eyebrows slightly, as if she was planning something.

The wits felt that she was planning a big move, and turned their minds back, planning to think of an excuse to run away.

The women didn't dare to wait too long, the opponent's battle was too fierce, and they couldn't stand it at all.

But before they could think of an excuse to sneak out, Ruan Ruan spoke again: "You only see the development of Westerners, their new ideas, advanced inventions and weapons of Westerners, but have you ever thought about what happened behind you? What about your motherland?"

Speaking of this, Ruan Ruan sighed slightly, looked into the distance, and said in a deep and depressed voice: "Hidden behind this prosperous ten-mile foreign market is a devastated country with broken mountains and rivers, waiting to be saved. At this time , I don’t ask you to give up literature and pursue martial arts. After all, not everyone has the courage, and this ability may not be available to everyone, but you have never thought about what you want to do for this country. when……"

The more he talked, the softer his voice became.

There were still some low-pitched discussions around her, but as Ruan Ruan's voice fell, everything around her suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked up at Ruan Ruan, or lowered their heads slightly, as if they were thinking about something.

Yes, in this era of broken mountains and rivers and devastation, they only think about moaning without illness, only thinking about poetry and poetry.

What about the country?

What was their purpose of studying abroad in the first place?

They are the first to go out, shouldering the expectations of their families and the original intention of changing the destiny of the country.

But now they have forgotten.

They were dazzled and confused by the prosperity and development of foreign countries.

After coming back now, I don't think about changing, and I never thought about what I want to do for this country.

"The motherland behind you is strong. Only when you go out can you stand straight and talk to those tall and burly Westerners. Think about the embarrassment you received when you were abroad all these years." Ruan Ruan left the last sentence If so, turn around and leave.

Chen Jinhe held her hand tightly, Ruan Ruan was not angry, but instead smiled and comforted him: "Just go for a while, you bet No. 3, I can't let you lose money, I won't look good, I will go to control it myself number 3."

After Ruan Ruan finished speaking, she patted Chen Jinhe's hand lightly, and slowly walked backstage under the astonished gazes of Chen Jinhe and everyone else.

Regardless of Ruan Ruan's status as a teaching assistant in the new school, or Chen Jinhe's face, Ruan Ruan was enough to show off his face and put on the horse trainer originally prepared by the racecourse to control No. 3.

Chen Jinhe froze for a moment, Ruan Ruan was already ready to end.

The others were stunned by Ruan Ruan's words, with different expressions on their faces.

Chen Jinhe didn't care what they thought. Ruan Ruan's words were still echoing in his mind.

Only when the motherland behind you is strong, you will have a tough back when you communicate with those Westerners.

This truth is actually very simple, but it's a pity that in this chaotic age, there are not many people who can understand this.

Everyone is intoxicated by the false prosperity of the ten-mile foreign market, and no one wants to think whether there is a broken country behind it that needs to be saved!

His little goblin, seemingly heartless, actually thinks more than anyone else.

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