Xiamen, Lao Taigu Wharf.

Lu Xun walked off the ship with a box and saw Lin Yutang waving to him from afar.

"Yucai, it's time for you." Lin Yutang happily greeted him.

Lu Xun raised his sleeve and wiped his sweat, complaining: "The weather in Xiamen is so hot. It's just morning, and it's so hot that my vest is full of sweat."

"I'll get used to staying for a few more days," Lin Yutang smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you to school."

Lin Yutang and Lu Xun have been friends for many years. They have not yet had a rupture, so Lu Xun was recommended by Lin Yutang to come to Xiamen University.

The two of them walked on the pier for more than ten minutes, and there were dense small sampans in front of them. Lin Yutang took the lead on board the boat and turned around and said to Lu Xun: "Come up, be careful to settle down."

Lu Xun has been used to riding on a black-sailed boat since he was a child. He stepped onto the sampan very easily and steadily, and asked curiously: "Why do you sit on this? Isn't Xiamen University in the city?"

"On the beach." Lin Yutang explained.

The boatman set sail quickly. Not long after he walked, he could vaguely see a deserted beach and a row of villas on the deserted beach. Lu Xun felt like he was being pitted and asked, "Is this Xiamen University?"

Lin Yutang smiled and said, "The teacher's dormitory has not been built yet. The school has arranged for you to temporarily live in the National Academy's exhibition room. It is the third floor, which is very suitable for viewing the scenery and you can see Gulangyu from afar."

Xiamen University has been established for seven years, but it was officially opened five years ago. The teaching buildings and dormitories are still under construction one after another. Now that students are on holiday, there is no sound of reading in the school, it is like a large construction site isolated from the world.

Lu Xun followed Lin Yutang to the National Academy exhibition room. The beds were ready. He felt a little frustrated when he put down his luggage, so he came to the window and looked into the distance.

At this time, Gulangyu Island had become a commoner of all nations. The island was full of Western-style buildings. Only Zheng Chenggong's ruins could find a trace of Chinese existence. Lu Xun was extremely depressed and had a very bad impression of this place. This bad impression prompted him to leave Xiamen four months later.

Lin Yutang walked over and said, "The library and newspaper reading room have been open. There are still some teachers and students who have not left school. You can go and contact them."

“Okay.”

Lu Xun looked at the public concession in Gulangyu again, turned around and followed Lin Yutang to the newspaper reading room.

The two of them slowed down and pushed the door in. The quiet newspaper reading room was now, but someone was talking loudly. A student stood on the table, holding the newspaper and recited passionately: "...I have a dream. One day, every province, every county and every village in China will become a civilized world full of tall buildings and factories... We are free, we are strong, we are rich, we no longer bear the suffering of war, we no longer bear the suffering of poverty. Our children can sit in the bright school and learn the most advanced cultural knowledge; our descendants can chat and laugh with foreigners, no longer have to look at anyone's face; our country is no longer the object of ridicule, no longer have to sign humiliating contracts. Any overseas Chinese can stand up straight and shout loudly: I am Chinese! I have a dream..."

More than a dozen students gathered together and looked up at the classmate who was reciting, with tears in their eyes.

"I Have a Dream" is so infectious. Any Chinese with a still conscience will inevitably be moved by it because it expresses everyone's voice.

Lu Xun only heard the second half and asked in surprise: "Who wrote this article?"

Lin Yutang walked over and asked a few questions, and soon received a copy of the "Sheng" from the newspaper shelf and handed it to Lu Xun, saying, "It was Zhou Hexuan's speech on the train."

"Haha, "Shenbao" also publishes patriotic articles?" Lu Xun smiled disdainfully. He never subscribed to "Shenbao". It was not that this newspaper could not be bought in Peiping, but that he felt that "Shenbao" was too merciful.

"Shenbao" is taking the commercial route, with the number of newspaper pages increasing continuously, and a thick stack in his hand was obtained. Moreover, the amount was added without adding a price, and each copy was only sold for 3 cents, which was far lower than the 3 cents and 6 cents of "News News", which ordinary people think was very affordable. In fact, the news content has not increased because a large number of advertisements were printed on the pages.

Many intellectuals, including Lu Xun, were extremely tired of this. In their opinion, "Shen Bao" is a bunch of useless advertising papers, and if you want to read news, you can only find it in the cracks of the advertising.

"Mr. Zhou said it very well. We should do our best to strive and sacrifice to realize the great dream of all Chinese people!" a student shouted.

"Study hard and realize your dreams!"

"Defeat the great powers and strengthen China!"

“…”

The students shouted slogans, but Lu Xun and Lin Yutang left the newspaper reading room and started reading silently in the aisle.

After a long time, Lin Yutang sighed and returned the newspaper quietly. However, Lu Xun lit a cigarette and started smoking, silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

...

The distribution areas of "Shengbao" are very wide, with branches in more than 20 cities across the country, and even overseas areas such as Singapore.

Sichuan Provincial Government.

Not long ago, Li Zongwu, who had just served as the editorial committee member of the provincial government, walked into the office wearing a long gown. He came to his office, made a cup of tea, and started reading the newspaper leisurely.

There are seven newspapers, and the top is the Sichuan local "Xianghua Daily". Li Zongwu browsed them one by one, and read them carefully when he met someone who was interested. He soon read "Shenbao" - I have a dream.

Li Zongwu read the complete chapter and shook his head and smiled bitterly to himself: "Dream? I still have dreams, but unfortunately I can only dream of the sky (dream in the daytime)."

He soon saw the small words in the border behind it, which was an introduction to Zhou Hexuan: Zhou Hexuan, a native of Zhili, was born in China, grew up in the South China Sea, and traveled to the West. He once wrote the book "The Rise of a Great Power", which fully demonstrated the rise and fall of the great powers. Recently, he founded the China Hope Education Foundation, dedicated to basic free education.

"Hope Education Foundation? This name sounds familiar." Li Zongwu hurriedly searched for the used newspapers in the corner, and soon found the foundation's recruitment notice from the expired Newspaper.

Li Zongwu's famous work is "The Study of Thick Black", which believes that successful people in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad are nothing more than "thick-skinned and dark-hearted". However, he himself is not strong-skinned and cannot become dark-hearted. Instead, he is extremely honest and keen on education. He served as a supervisor of Sichuan Province and a principal. Just last year, he led a Sichuan education inspection team to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to inspect the education situation.

Unfortunately, Sichuan has been fighting a broken war, and Li Zongwu's ambitions cannot be fulfilled at all.

Looking at the article "I Have a Dream" and looking at the recruitment notice in the Newspaper, Li Zongwu suddenly had an idea: Can you bring China Hope Education to Sichuan? Establish a Sichuan branch!

...

Beiping, Xishan.

Hu Yepin looked at the scenery in a depressed mood. Although he had not joined the Communist Party, he was an editor in the supplement of the Beijing News.

Since Zhang Zuolin seized the Beijing News, he has been crazily arresting the red elements. Hu Yepin not only lost his job, but also had the risk of being arrested. He has never left seclusion these days.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Hu Yepin turned around and smiled: "Are you here?"

"Chongxuan, look at this." His wife Ding Ling came to him, holding a copy of "Shen" in her hand.

Hu Yepin finished reading silently, his mood became extremely heavy, and suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go to the south, where there is hope for the dream to come true!"

...

Guangzhou, Sun Yat-sen University.

Guo Moruo walked into the teacher's dormitory with a big laugh: "Hahaha, Yu Wen, the sun is soaking in her butt, haven't you got up yet?"

Yu Dafu rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up from the bed, and said in surprise: "Why are you here at school?"

"I saw a good article and I specially sent it to you," Guo Moruo threw the "Shen Bao" on Yu Dafu's face and said excitedly, "This article can be used as a manifesto of the Northern Expedition!"

...

Hulan County, Heilongjiang.

Zhang Naiying, who was imprisoned at home after graduating from elementary school, faced her father's constant forced marriage and was frowning all day long. She didn't want to surrender to feudal marriages. She wanted to study and she wanted to serve the country!

Early in the morning, Zhang Naiying slipped into her grandfather's study, picked up a pile of newspapers and ran away.

Half an hour passed, Zhang Naiying stared at the "Shen Bao" in front of her, folded it silently and put it away. She planned to run away from home.

...

Shanghai, a factory.

A worker leader stood at the door and read aloud to hundreds of workers: "I have a dream..."

...

Thanks to the complete distribution network of "Shen Bao", "I Have a Dream" quickly spread throughout the country, and Zhou Hexuan once again became a sensation among intellectuals.

The content of this speech is too passionate and sensational. Even if you only read it once and listen to a few sentences, you can leave a deep impression on people.

It does not support anyone, does not oppose anyone, does not have a clear political stance, but just shouts from the perspective of a Chinese. Even if some warlords read it, they will sigh. For many years since then, this article has been used, and has been speeches in various public places, and everyone says they are for the country.

Even during the War of Resistance Against Japan, when the government recruited troops, it printed this article again and again as a leaflet.

For ordinary people, they don’t know what “The Rise of a Great Power” is, but they have dreams. Zhou Hexuan is well-known to the general public, and it is precisely because of the help of “I Have a Dream” that makes him laugh and cry.
Chapter completed!