Jiang Xiaobai listened to the boy's voice with a black line on his face, "What did I say?"

I just smiled, not laughing at you.

But at this time, many people in the poetry club also came out.

Everyone is staring at Jiang Xiaobai. You can have different opinions and argue, but you can't laugh.

Isn’t this looking down on us? Scholars can be killed and not humiliated.

"Okay, then let me say something. I think sometimes, everything is not black and white. That is too extreme. We need to look at the problem from a dialectical perspective.

Yes, I admit that our country now has more or less problems, but currently our country and our society are in a period of huge change. We must be more tolerant and understanding.

Love him deeply and use your own strength to contribute to his change.

Instead of just complaining, reading a few articles, and arguing with red faces, this country will become better.

I once heard someone say that the good and bad of every era are decisions made by all people in that period, and everyone should be responsible.

If you feel that your country is not good enough or perfect enough, then use your power to change it. What you stand on is your motherland. The changes you make are the changes of the motherland, and you are a citizen of this country."

After Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, he left without any hesitation.

Regardless of the stunned crowd, after walking a little further, everyone who reacted came up with warm applause from behind.

Yes, where I am is where the country is, and when I change, the country is changing.

"The good and bad of every era are the common choices made by the citizens of this period, and everyone has a responsibility."

"If you feel that your country is not good enough or perfect enough, then use your power to change it. What you stand on is your motherland, and the changes you make are the changes of the motherland."

Everyone repeated these two sentences from Jiang Xiaobai in their hearts.

"Well said, what this classmate said is really good. I think this passage can be published in our campus newspapers and periodicals, or even submitted to magazines, so that more people can see it."

The president of the poetry club said.

"But what is this classmate's name? I forgot to ask just now?"

"I know. I've met him once. He seems to be Minister Jiang Xiaobai of the Student Union." Someone said.

"Director Jiang from the Student Union, okay, I'll submit the article in his name."

The president of the poetry club nodded and said that he had never interacted with Jiang Xiaobai before.

"Then do we need to ask Minister Jiang for his opinion?" A classmate who recognized Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"You can ask, but such profound words must be sent out so that more people can see them."

The president of the poetry club said firmly.

He could be angry because of Jiang Xiaobai's ridicule, or he could be persuaded by Jiang Xiaobai and truly admire him.

In this era, everyone admires all capable, knowledgeable and talented people.

On the contrary, there is not much jealousy left.

However, for two days in a row, Jiang Xiaobai was busy at Daxing Glass Factory and did not bother to go back to school.

Therefore, the poetry club did not find Jiang Xiaobai. Without Jiang Xiaobai's knowledge, they directly compiled Jiang Xiaobai's words and sent them to the magazine.

The title is "If you think this country is not perfect, then use your power to change it."

One word stirs up a thousand waves, and this is what I am talking about.

When Jiang Xiaobai returned to school again, he found that many people were talking about what he said that day.

"What the hell, what's going on? There weren't many people there at the time. How come so many people know this?" Jiang Xiaobai wondered in his heart.

We went directly to the student union to see how the preparations for the welcome party were going.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the room, I found that the way everyone looked at me changed.

"What's wrong? I admit that I'm handsome, but you can't just stare at me like that. If you look at me like that, I'll charge you."

Jiang Xiaobai said jokingly.

"Bah, shameless." Zhao Xinyi cursed, then took a newspaper and handed it to him.

Jiang Xiaobai took a quick look at "Youth" and found that the circulation of "Youth" at this time was still acceptable.

There are about two million volumes, which is definitely far behind compared to later generations.

However, at this time, there were only a few people who knew Chinese characters. The country was still vigorously carrying out literacy classes.

It’s pretty good to have this kind of circulation.

"Why are you giving me this?" Jiang Xiaobai glanced at it casually, and then his eyes suddenly froze.

"What the hell, what's going on?" It was signed by me, and it was the words I said at the door of the poetry club that day, and it even had a title.

But I have never published it, so why did it appear in a newspaper, and it was still in "Youth".

"Bah bang bang." There was fierce applause in the office.

"Congratulations, Minister Jiang."

"Congratulations." Everyone said one after another.

"Do you believe me when I say I don't know what's going on?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Didn't you say this?" Hou Yuande asked.

"Yes, that's right." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and admitted.

"Forget it," Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand. Since this has already happened, it doesn't matter.

As for being famous, Jiang Xiaobai doesn't care. Didn't you see that the fate of the female textile worker was the same as the famous "The road of life, why is it getting narrower and narrower...".

At this time, there were also famous "Human, Human" and the like, who would still remember it later.

It was just a burst of heat, and it passed away, and Jiang Xiaobai didn't care too much.

"How are you preparing for the New Year's Party?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"The preparations are almost complete, the programs have been arranged, and the freshmen have also prepared some poetry recitations and songs."

Zhao Xinyi said.

"Well, you can also add some entertaining programs, such as sketches and the like. This is a welcome party, not a report performance. We can make it less serious and add a bit of fun."

Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Okay, I've written it down. I'll look back and see that there's no program like this." Zhao Xinyi said.

"By the way, Minister, what program are you putting on this year? Your song "Believe the Future Is Not a Dream" last year is still sung by people in the school."

Zhao Xinyi asked.

"I won't be doing any shows this year. I have to give others a chance." After Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, he turned around and left, not giving Zhao Xinyi a chance to speak again.

Li Siyan was also in the classroom, listening to everyone discussing Jiang Xiaobai's article in "Youth".
Chapter completed!