Young Marshal: The more children the better, the more you marry, the more powerful you become.

Chapter 148: The Xia Kingdom is the boss, and the ghost diaspora is a slave? And such a place?

Hiss——

"This young marshal has actually built the Northeast Military Academy?"

"And, ~ also national enrollment"

Zhao Wentai knows that this "New Life" magazine is rich in content, in addition to the perennial serialized "Eagle Shooting Hero Said" and "Shu-Mountain Swordsman".

There must also be a lot of satirical cartoons in each issue, and even fashion reports, such as dressing guides, clothing and watch matching.

In addition, the young handsome coldly threw out two shocking "Modern Poems"!

It can be said that this magazine has become a must-buy for young people in Daxia now.

Because of the shyness of their pockets, many students in the class collectively subscribed to a copy, and a new magazine was even scratched after the whole class turned around.

Plus the young marshal's appearance is heroic and martial arts.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the young marshal is the idol of the youth of the country.

He opened the military academy to recruit students, I am afraid that aspiring young people across the country will follow his steps and go to the north!

Just when Zhao Wentai sighed.

But I saw a group of female students running over.

"Kids, newspaper sellers, and New Life?"

"There are 3 more copies!"

"Great! Hurry up, hurry up! We bought them all! "

"Wow! The young handsome is so handsome! "

"Hmm! Sister Ruan is also so heroic! "

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Zhao Wentai was stunned.

Sister Ruan?

Who is Sister Ruan?

He subconsciously opened the second page, and then immediately stood on the spot!

The second seal of this magazine turned out to be a woman in military uniform, and Zhao Wentai was immediately taken aback when he looked at it.

This woman is no one else.

It was Ruan Lingyu who had been missing in the magic capital for four months!

I saw this Ruan Lingyu wearing an army-green coat and a military hat with a red five-pointed star on her head.

He wears an armed belt and holds a Bobosha submachine gun in his hand.

A forward charging posture.

Zhao Wentai widened his eyes and looked at the cover in disbelief.

This Ruan Lingyu is worthy of being a superstar of the Republic of China.

Although the photo is a lot fatter.

But there is a kind of female heroism!

It's really heroic!

Look again at the subheadings below.

"The sons and daughters of Daxia are more curious, do not love red clothes and love arms-Northeast Military Academy recruits female soldiers"

(Female soldiers include: medics, literary soldiers, and signal soldiers!) ）

(Excellent grades: optional female pilot!) ）

"Shhhh

This time, Zhao Wentai was dizzy again.

"This young marshal not only has to recruit male soldiers, but also has to hunt down young women!"

"And, what the hell is this female pilot! In the young marshal's troops, could it be that there are already planes? "

Just as he looked emotional.

But I saw the female students around me continue to twitter.

"I'm signing up for the army, I'm going to be a female pilot!"

"Haha! Xiaomin, your ideal is really ambitious, I'm afraid I can't be a pilot, but I can go to Northeast United University to study and learn to serve the country! "

And study to serve the country?

Zhao Wentai took a deep breath.

Turned another page.

This time, he saw Lin Huiyin's photo.

As one of the four talented women of the Republic of China, Lin Huiyin is not as famous as Ruan Lingyu.

However, it has a lot of status in academia.

"Learning to Serve the Country - Northeast United University Enrollment Opens"

(The northeast region needs a large number of talents, and I hope that people with insight in Daxia will come here to build the northern country and recreate Daxia)

(There are registration points in Jingshi, Modu, Wuhan, Changsha, Yuhang, Tianjin and other places)

(Those who successfully register will receive 10 yuan ocean reward and corresponding ferry and train tickets)

Unlike twitter schoolgirls.

Zhao Wentai frowned: "This is a military school and a university, can this northeast region put down so many people?" "

"Or is there a terrible shortage of people in the young marshal?"

Just as the so-called layman looks lively, insider watches the doorway.

This Zhao Wentai immediately found the crux of the problem.

However, he had little interest in admissions to the university.

He, like Li Zimo, is a high-achieving student who graduated from the Magic Capital Normal School, and where do you need to go to school.

It's just that his family has some connections, and he was arranged into the concession's foreign bank, with a salary of 45 oceans a month, which can be regarded as a high-income group in the magic capital.

I entered the foreign bank and sat down at my desk.

Zhao Wentai's daily work is to help foreign banks purchase and record the prices of various Xia Guo commodities, which belongs to the import and export business.

But today, as soon as I got to my seat.

He saw a thick package.

"This is? Ay! "

"The package sent by Brother Zimo!"

Zhao Wentai only felt ecstatic, originally thinking that Li Zimo would be in some danger.

Unexpectedly, he actually sent himself something.

Zhao Wentai opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Inside the package, there was a pair of strangely shaped rubber shoes, a shiny lighter, several packs of cigarettes, and five or six extremely beautifully printed books.

Even, there was a handwritten letter.

Zhao Wentai opened it and took a look.

"Brother Wentai."

"Literally"

"I have been in Daqing for more than three months, and what I have seen and heard is like a dream, this place..."

In this letter, Li Zimo wrote down what he saw and heard one by one.

How bizarre it is!

In the eyes of Zhao Wentai, it is no less than Tianshu Qitan!

In this northeastern wilderness there is a magical modern city, hundreds of factories, lush farmland, and people living and working in peace.

Ordinary people do not need to be displaced, there is no oppression by bandits and ruffians.

0 ask for flowers

Over here!

The Xia people are the boss, and the ghost diaspora is a slave.

Everyone has food and work for everyone.

No oppression everywhere, cheers everywhere!

Hiss——

"This Zimo brother should not have been forced to write this letter!"

It's like people now receiving telecom fraud in northern Myanmar!

Seeing such a bizarre description, Zhao Wentai only felt that his scalp was numb.

The first reaction was whether Li Zimo was forced to write this letter and then go to Daqing.

This letter, how to look like a pyramid scheme!

Xia people should be the boss, and foreigners can be slaves!

This is in the magic capital, is it possible?

The notices at the entrance of the park in the magic capital all say that Xia people and dogs are not allowed to enter!

How did it come to the North Country and everything changed?

He subconsciously collapsed in his seat and read the letter again and again.

"How nice it would be if everything were true!"

In Li Zimo's description, this Daqing is simply the ideal country that these people dream of.

However, an ideal is always an ideal!

He subconsciously picked up the lighter in the package and the cigarette sent by Li Zimo.

The surface of this lighter is shiny.

And this cigarette is even more bizarre.

It shows a steelworker producing steel with a brazing bar.

The name of the cigarette is even more bizarre.

"Labor is glorious!"

Bite!

Turn on the lighter lightly, and white smoke rises.

But just when Zhao Wentai enjoyed this half moment of peace.

Suddenly, a foreign devil in a suit rushed to him.

"Zhao! What are you doing, look at your report! You marked the price of raw silk wrong! It should be 2.14, but you marked it as 21.4! "

"Do you know how much loss your mistake will bring to the foreign bank?"

In an instant, Zhao Wentai's face turned grim.

He clearly remembered that no quotation for raw silk had been submitted since these days.

To confirm, he looked at the document carefully.

"Mr. Stephen, I didn't draft this quotation!"

"This document doesn't even have my signature on it!"

At this moment, the foreign devil was even more furious.

"It's not that you made a mistake, is it still me who makes a mistake!"

"You stupid, bloody yellow-skinned pig, don't you even admit this mistake!"

This is a normal update chapter.

Currently owes 11 chapters plus more!

Errata, Chapter 146 The battleships of Lushun Port were written as Nagamon class, which should be Kongo-class At that time, the devil had 4 Kongo-class battle cruisers, which were equipped ((Kongo, Hiei, Kirishima, Haruna)), equipped with 356 mm (14 inch) main guns in .