Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 257 Wei Junming’s current situation! Everyone in the drama of the Republic of China?

After putting on his clothes, Bao Guowei looked at the letter in his hand.

"Old Bao:

long time no see!

I said goodbye to Hangzhou in the past. It has been more than two months. I encountered a lot of troubles on the way to Ganjiang Province. In addition, I was so tired that I didn’t have the chance to contact you. It’s really a pity that I have many things to say to you in my heart. "

Hey~ Bao Guowei took a breath, with a look of surprise and nostalgia on his face.

He couldn't help but mutter in his mouth.

"Wei Junming, this brat, when did he change his temper? He never spoke so politely before, and the delicate handwriting must not have been written by him. I'm afraid it was written by someone else."

"Hehe, I guess it must have been written by that boy Xu Kun. He is usually taciturn, but he is actually pretty good in cultural classes. After all, his family also has a background of studying abroad." Cao Yanhai couldn't help but smile as he thought of his former friends. .

In just a few months, I even forgot their appearance. The Republic of China was not like the later generations. Even though transportation was much more convenient than in ancient times, it was still difficult to contact them when traveling far away.

He is indeed the high-spirited Bao Guowei. Because of his works and various deeds, he was loved and sought after by countless young people in the Republic of China.

As far as Bao Guowei knew, Lin Shicai's funeral was very simple. He just found a hilltop to sell, erected a piece of wood, and even had the prefix "traitor" added.

But looking back, he discovered that his father was not only a corrupt official, but also a traitor, helping the Japanese he hated most!
Lin Gaoyuan usually yelled at his father and didn't listen to his teachings at all.

In fact, Bao Guowei felt a little indebted to him. It was precisely because of his promotion that Lin Gaoyuan's father, Lin Shicai, died in the anger of the public.

Unfortunately, he only had a reserved smile on his face.

"I just arrived in Ganjiang Province and found a city to rest and reorganize, so I thought of writing you a letter to report that you are safe. I don't know how you are doing. I hope you can reply to me.

In the past few days, the singing and dancing in the Shanghai Stock Exchange and the lively entertainment in the foreign market seemed to have paralyzed his nerves.

Although Lin Shicai is dead, the Lin family still has some foundation after all. It can be said that Lin Gaoyuan can be sent into this army, which can be said to have a bright future.

"I think so." Bao Guowei muttered and continued reading.

But Lin Gaoyuan was innocent. He was full of passion and wanted the prodigal son to turn around and do something big.

After that, he rarely smiled, all he had was hatred towards the Japanese.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Cao Yanhai was a little confused, and Bao Guowei's expression seemed not right.

Next, we will introduce some experiences of Wei Junming and Xu Kun on the road.

“On the road, I saw dilapidated work sheds, victims who were starving for thousands of miles on the official roads, beggars in the cities along the way even outnumbered the people doing business, overbearing bureaucrats, mountain bandits, and arrogant foreigners walking out of Hangzhou. Before entering the city, I had never known that this was the Republic of China, and only then did I realize that everything described in your book "Alive" was true. "

The spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, seeing Chang'an flowers in one day.

Xu Kun and Wei Junming both learned from Cao Yanhai, and even prepared a pistol for self-defense given Xu Kun's family background.

By the way, there is one more thing. I don’t know if you know it. I was looking through the old newspapers in the book club and saw the news about Lin Gaoyuan. Didn’t this guy say that he was also going to join the army, but he was not with us. Attached below Get a newspaper silhouette. "

On the one hand, this army will immediately go to the battlefield to participate in the Central Plains War that will last for several months. But the good news is that this is an elite force of the national government and one of the most powerful armies in the country during this period. It will be followed in the future. Victory in the Central Plains War.

Bao Guowei said lightly.

Finally, after twists and turns, we arrived in Ganjiang Province.

"I, Lin Gaoyuan, a talented man from Hangzhou with high aspirations, joined the Eleventh Army. The people of the whole city lined the streets to say goodbye."

Seeing this, Bao Guowei fell into silence for a while and turned his attention to the words on the newspaper.

Thinking about the name Lin Gaoyuan again, Bao Guowei couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

But Bao Guowei has no regrets, because Lin Shicai is a proper egoist and a traitor who should be buried in the pillar of shame!

On his forehead, a few wrinkles deepened.

"Ah?" Cao Yanhai looked confused.

Lin Gaoyuan did not attend his father's funeral, and did not even look at him for the last time. He just cried in his room all day and night, and then went out to prepare for joining the army.

This poem is not an exaggeration at all when it comes to Bao Guowei today.

For him, it was the Japanese who caused all this, and only by going to the battlefield and killing the Japanese can he untie his knot.

In this era, cultural people are not short of making a living.

What he didn't expect was that Lin Gaoyuan joined the National Eleventh Army.
It is impossible for Bao Guowei not to know about this army, and the expression on his face became more and more complicated.

"It's okay, I just woke up."

It is no exaggeration to say that whether it is the government or other factions, even if they criticize him, they always have a positive attitude.

But I seem to have forgotten that this is a cruel era, and the extravagance and extravagance in the ten-mile foreign market is just a cover-up for the rotten body of the Republic of China!

Bao Guowei fell silent, feeling as if he had been slapped.

But after all, there are still some feelings.

Bao Guowei flipped through it and found a neatly cut silhouette of a newspaper, showing a tall young man with a big red flower on his chest.

Telephones and telegraphs are not something that ordinary people can use. Only letters are the medium for transmitting all relationships, but the transmission of letters has a time difference after all.

The two of them traveled all the way to help the victims, but eventually they didn't have enough money, so they could only earn some money by working as helpers. Fortunately, they were both literate and had some culture.

When he saw another name, his brows wrinkled again.

You know, he is just under twenty years old.

Coupled with the upcoming war in the Central Plains, as long as you have the ability and achieve certain achievements, gaining military glory is not a wishful thinking.

On the other hand, according to Bao Guowei's impression, historically, this National Eleventh Army would form the Nineteenth National Route Army with the First Division of the Guangdong Army after the Central Plains War.

The famous 19th Route Army of the Kuomintang was this unit. They would play a decisive role in the subsequent Songhu War of Resistance.

Think about it, the Battle of Songhu will be two years later.

"Even if you sacrifice one person for one bullet, you will never back down!"

This was the slogan shouted by the 19th Route Army during the Battle of Songhu. They also demonstrated the military might of the Chinese people in this war! This was also an important starting point for the Chinese War of Resistance and was one of the first large-scale organized actions against invasion!

It injected a shot in the arm into the future war of resistance.

"Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and fortune lies where misfortune lies. Lin Gaoyuan doesn't know where you can go, but I, Bao Guoweidu Jingqin, am a man!"

Thinking of this, Bao Guowei couldn't help but feel a little emotional. In this army, Lin Gaoyuan has a bright future but is also surrounded by dangers.

He may become a famous general who protects his family and country, or he may die on the battlefield and become thousands of unknown people.

But what Bao Guowei knew was that life and death were not Lin Gaoyuan's first consideration.

"Man? Master, you seem to admire Lin Gaoyuan's choice?" Cao Yanhai noticed Bao Guowei's strangeness and couldn't help but ask.

"Not only Lin Gaoyuan, but also Wei Junming, Xu Kun, and thousands of people who have joined the army in this era, I admire them all." Bao Guowei became a little emotional. "Compared to them, I am far behind."

"How could it be? Master, you have solved the plague, saved tens of millions of people, and the sports meeting showed our prestige, and..." Cao Yanhai wanted to say something else, but found that Bao Guowei was silent. He didn't continue talking.

Join the army?
In this era, how could Bao Guowei not have this impulse.

It's a pity that he knows one thing. According to his ability, perhaps pursuing literature or promoting industry and technology is the best choice.

But after all, it seems that there is still some timidity.

Thinking of the Japanese hiding behind the scenes who might be plotting against him one after another, Bao Guowei suddenly felt a fire rising in his heart.

After reading this letter, Bao Guowei found that there was another letter at the back from Wei Junming and others.

The above letter was written a month ago, when they had just arrived in Ganjiang Province.

And this letter was written half a month ago. They should have arrived at their destination. This is also one of the disadvantages of sending letters in this era. Letters sent a month ago may not arrive, and they often arrive several days after the ones sent later. Letters together.

Thinking like this, Bao Guowei opened the letter, but when he opened it, he found that it was empty except for a few paragraphs.

"The two of us have arrived at the place you mentioned, Lao Bao. I no longer have any doubts about your suggestion. It's just that supplies are scarce after we arrive. The local people need a lot of daily necessities. I hope Lao Bao can provide relevant help."

Following is a list of supplies needed.

Seeing this, Bao Guowei's expression condensed, and he quickly understood what Wei Junming and Wei Junming meant.

Materials are scarce. Local people
Bao Guowei had no reason to refuse. Now he has earned hundreds of thousands in property from royalties, mainly royalties from the United States.

Even knowing industrial kings like Guo Le and Rong Desheng, it can be said that it is easy to obtain these materials.

But will the national government allow such long-distance transfers?

It is precisely because of this that in the letter sent, Wei Junming said that it was given to local people to avoid relevant investigations.

"Old Cao, please make arrangements. I will meet with shopkeeper Guo Le and boss Rong Desheng in the near future. There are some things that need to be discussed."

Bao Guowei decided to test their voices before making a decision.

"Oh, okay." Cao Yanhai nodded and didn't ask the reason, but he didn't find it difficult either. Now these are the people who want to see Bao Guowei.

Bao Guowei took the initiative to meet them, there was no reason why he couldn't make an appointment.

After returning to the room, Bao Guowei gave up his original idea of ​​sleeping again and decided to go to the study to write some more manuscripts. In the afternoon, he would also go to the Golden Grand Theater to deal with drama and movie matters.

He threw a dozen letters on the table, because there were too many, and except for Wei Junming's, he really didn't have time to read them one by one.

But after throwing it away, a letter was revealed, and the words on it were all too familiar to Bao Guowei.

It's Zhang Taiyan's notes!
This old man hasn't contacted me for a long time, and he didn't expect that he would send a letter.

You know, since going to Suzhou, Zhang Taiyan has basically been in a state of letting go of himself. Even the last intersection was because Zhang Taiyan published an article to help him clarify.

In fact, the distance between Suzhou and Shanghai is not far, and the old man can even read Bao Guowei's recent movements from the newspapers in real time.

With endless curiosity in his heart, Bao Guowei quickly opened the envelope, but when he took out the letter paper, he found that Zhang Taiyan also cherished words like gold.

Because there is a poem written in calligraphy with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it.

"

Twenty-eight beauties have a body as soft as a stick, and a sword at their waists to kill ordinary people.

Although there are no dead heads, secretly the bones of the emperor are withered.

"

Bao Guowei had a strange look on his face. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He didn't know whether the expression on his face was bitterness or laughter.

This old man is lighting himself up.

He must have read in the newspaper about his entanglement with the dancer at Paramount and his recent involvement in Bao's underwear.

Zhang Taiyan definitely supports Bao Guowei externally, but he can't help but murmur in his heart.

Did Bao Guowei, this kid, learn bad things in Shanghai and become popular, so much so that he would quote this New Tang Dynasty poem to praise himself?

Shaking his head, Bao Guowei didn't know how to explain it. After all, he had just thought about attacking someone else's daughter, and he really felt a little guilty.

If you force yourself to explain, you will appear to be cowardly.

Just put the letter aside.

In the afternoon, after having lunch at the mansion, Bao Guowei asked Cao Yanhai to prepare a car and go to the Golden Grand Theater.

We have previously made an appointment with Liming Wei to discuss the filming of movies and dramas today.

Of course Bao Guowei did not forget that he had a bet with that old man Hong Shen.

Along the way, Cao Yanhai looked restless, so Bao Guowei simply drove by himself to avoid any accidents.

Looking at Cao Yanhai's state, if he continues to be allowed to drive, it would be unjust for a generation of literary giants to die in a car accident without doing anything.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Bao Guowei's words from the morning were still echoing in Cao Yanhai's head.

Waves of waves arose in his heart
join the army! How can I be so impressed by my husband!
Do I want it too?
The entrance to the Golden Grand Theater.

Bao Guowei met the well-organized Liming Wei. He was obviously in a good mood today. As soon as he saw Bao Guowei, he came up to him and pulled him into the theater.

"Bingwen, you are finally here. There is a famous person in the theater today. I just want to take you to meet him."

Big man?
Bao Guowei was a little confused. What kind of big shot could come to the theater?

Mei Lanfang? He is still touring around the world. There is no way he could appear here. Who else could he be here?
But I heard Liming Wei say with a smile.

"It's Mr. Shang Xiaoyun, one of the four famous actors!"

(End of this chapter)