Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1580

From a high place, Dongfang Ke's gaze was firmly fixed on this small combination of a man and a woman. He kept pinching the fingers of his right hand and muttered: "Interesting, really interesting."

Zhuo Yifan took out his fan, waved it a few times pretending to be chic, took the opportunity to look around, found nothing suspicious, and felt a little relieved.Looking at Lian Nishang again, his eyes focused on "Zhen Kun" standing on the high platform, his expression fascinated.I was secretly unhappy.To say that she feels sorry for her "obsession with obsession", it would be better to say that she is vaguely jealous.

Lian Nishang is completely different from the women he has come into contact with—the daughters of the Jianghu, there are many people with bold temperaments, but few people are as knowledgeable as her, have their own ideas, and can make sense of everything.

Although most of the time Zhuo Yifan doesn't quite agree with her views, but deep down he still pities her "talent" and is attracted by her independent and unruly personality. She often feels that such a woman is reduced to a "fake girl", It is really a bright pearl cast in secret, wasted in vain.

It's a pity that I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, the country of the Ming Dynasty, the safety of thousands of people, I don't care about the love of my children, I can only watch her fall helplessly.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

While weeping, suddenly Zuo Yamei, who was sitting on the other side of him, stood up and waved violently. Zhuo Yifan was startled and looked intently. It turned out that there was another group of students at the entrance. At a glance, they were all female students , Yingyingyanyan talked and laughed while walking, and Yingyingyan's voice was indescribably crisp and pleasant.

Even Zhuo Yifan had already seen the strangeness, so he couldn't help but feel flustered, and almost didn't dare to look over.

The students who came this time were dressed differently from the so-called "Fangcaodi" students: all light white short-sleeved tops, covered with dark blue vest-style dresses.Elegance reveals generosity, and the temperament is different from the female students in Fangcaodi.

There was another small commotion among the naturalized and aboriginal people watching the excitement.Many of the female students in the Women's College of Arts and Sciences who are currently studying are from the maid training class, so no matter their appearance or body shape, they are of a higher standard than the female students in Fangcaodi.

Zhuo Yifan asked, "Where did this student come from?"

"It's from the Women's College of Arts and Sciences." Zuo Yamei said proudly, "It's all my juniors..."

"Women's arts and sciences?" Zhuo Yifan didn't know what "literatures and sciences" were, but he still understood "women" and "college", so he couldn't help but be surprised: there is a school just for girls!What kind of "learning" is this?
At that time, there were so-called "boudoir teachers" in Jiangnan and other places, but these were only small-scale "private schools", and the number was very small. Apart from poetry and books, they were nothing more than teaching some knowledge of poetry, calligraphy and painting. Prepare a grid.It has no practical significance except for being reduced to the talk of scholars and gentry after dinner and tea.It is unheard of for a school with fifty or sixty students to appear at once like this.

The Kun bandits not only let women go to school, but also set up a special "female school" and appoint women as officials. What is their intention?Zhuo Yifan couldn't understand it. In his opinion, scholars have been poor for ten years, and many people can't be proud of the examination for life. They barely train ignorant children and work as ghostwriters to barely make ends meet. What's the point of asking these many women to study use?Could it be that the Kun thief has been overseas for a long time, has acquired some sorcery, and wants to "turn the universe upside down" and disturb Huaxia's Feng Shui?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel his hairs stand on end: If this is the case, the gangsters will not only seek the Ming Dynasty's society, but also want to seize the millennium rule of China...

For a moment, Zhuo Yifan even had the idea of ​​sacrificing himself and dying with the thief.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Lian Nishang suddenly sighed again, as if he was very envious: "You are lucky..."

There seems to be some resentment in the words.Zhuo Yifan thought to himself, could it be that this College of Arts and Sciences is better than Fangcaodi?Before he could recover, Zuo Yamei blurted out:

"What's a good life? It's not the same in the end." She pointed to the girls below, "They are the good life. If you study seriously, you don't have to think about when there will be a leader... ..."

Lian Nishang winked, and Zuo Yamei seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to say these words in front of an "outsider" like Zhuo Yifan, so she stopped abruptly, took out a dried squid and stuffed it into her mouth.

Zhuo Yifan's interest was very high. He knew that the conversation just now revealed the secret of the thief, and he wanted to ask questions, but he was worried about arousing Lian Nishang's vigilance.

At this time, among the students who came in, I suddenly saw seven or eight girls with black boxes hanging on their chests and hanging around their necks by thin leather belts.As soon as they entered the arena, they scattered like birds: some went straight to the stage, some climbed onto the seats and went straight to a higher place, and some had to wander around the arena.From time to time, these girls raised the wooden box on their chests to their eyes and took a photo of something.

Zhuo Yifan just felt baffled and didn't know what it meant.At this time, one of them, a tall girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, waved at Zuo Yamei from under the stands.Zuo Yamei also waved her hand, then turned her head towards Zhuo Yifan's side, and then raised her hands like scissors.Zhuo Yifan was surprised when he saw the girl below raised the wooden box to "photograph" his side.

"Yami, don't forget the rehearsal time!" The girl below put down the box and shouted at Zuo Yamei.

"I see, Airi!"

"This is?"

"This is Lin Airi, my junior. Is she pretty?" Zuo Yamei said with a smile.

According to Zhuo Yifan's opinion, although this female student named Lin Aili has bright eyes and white teeth, and black hair, her eyes are too big, her nose is too high, her legs are too long, and her breasts are too big.It looked too healthy and lively... In short, it was not at all like the various women he had seen in the past, as if they were from another world.

Not only this Lin Airi, but also Lian Nishang, Zuo Yamei, and even the ordinary naturalized girls on the street, more or less gave him the impression.

"Use barbarians to change summer!" This word drilled into his mind.Immediately, his face changed, but he quickly suppressed his emotions, responded falsely and said: "Sure enough, she is a beauty." Then asked: "What is that wooden box of Miss Lin? "

"It's a camera." Zuo Yamei said, "It's useful for taking pictures. People and scenery can be fixed on the picture in an instant, and it looks like the real thing..."

Zhuo Yifan was horrified at once - this is simply black magic!For a moment, he even wondered if his soul had been taken away, but he worked secretly, and there was no abnormality in his limbs and bones, and there was no sense of chaos in his mind, so he felt at ease.But I heard Zuo Yamei still say, "...When the photos are developed and printed, I will ask Airi to print a few more, and I will give you one copy for each of you."

These words aroused Zhuo Yifan's curiosity again, what exactly does this so-called "real picture" look like?Although a little scary, he is still a young man with a keen interest in new things.Immediately put away the fan, smiled and said:

"That's work."

At noon, the sun was shining brightly in Lingao, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

A tall and thin figure walked up to the building of the General Administration of Political Science and Security, took out his ID card and showed it to the gate guard.After a while, a staff member walked out of the building and led him into the building.

As soon as I walked into the building, a sense of coolness spread all over my body, and the heat disappeared immediately.

"Please go this way, Chief." A young staff member of the Political Security Bureau came to greet him.The black uniform with the blue collar patch was ironed perfectly.

Dongfang Ke couldn't figure out their strange military rank system: "Well, thank you."

They walked along the stone-paved corridor, the sound of dull footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and the light and shadow cast from the skylight through the sunshade painted everything with a pale and bright color.The doors in the corridor were closed tightly, and there were no words other than the numbers on them.At every turn, at the entrance of every staircase, there is a fully armed guard standing, with two revolvers in the cross flower, looking expressionlessly at everyone who passes by.

Dongfang Ke followed the staff up to the third floor. At the top of a corridor, there was a leather-wrapped door. After entering the door, there was a secretary's office inside. A female secretary in a black uniform stood up immediately.

"This chief wants to see the regional commander!" The staff said succinctly.

The female secretary immediately opened the door and walked in. Within a minute, she came out again and opened the inner door sideways.

"Please come in!"

"Thank you."

Dongfang Ke walked in, secretly slandering the situation of the Political Security Bureau.He still wears a linen shirt and old, washed-out jeans, his hair tie has been replaced with gray, and he is rarely wearing headphones.

The room is large, but the decoration is very ordinary, completely in the Spartan style that the patriarchs liked.Other than the ridiculously large desk, nothing special.

"Hello, what a rare visitor!" Wu Mu stood up behind the desk to greet him. His uniform was exactly the same as that of the staff, and it was even much older. Dongfang Ke still couldn't figure out what the military rank he was wearing was called, but Wu Mu He is the number two figure in the Political Security Bureau and one of the most powerful figures in the Senate, which he fully understands.

Although he was smiling all over his face at the moment, there was more confusion on his face: obviously he didn't know how a soy sauce veteran who had always been withdrawn and now turned to literature and art would think of coming to the office to have an interview with him.

"You're welcome."

Dongfang unconcernedly pulled out the chair and sat down, then looked straight at the female secretary, who stopped asking if she wanted tea, turned around and left immediately and closed the door.

"Director Wu, you'd better prepare your shorthand notebook or recording equipment, I have something to report to you."

"What's the situation?" Wu Mu was a little puzzled: Does this mean that some elders are being reported for a coup d'état? "Speak, please, I am listening."

(End of this chapter)