"Chairman, this is a manuscript written by Dorothy, an American journalist sent by the Anti-Japanese University. Mao Zedong lost his manuscript, "They dare not take the initiative and specially sent it to you for review."

"Yes!" Mao Zedong first looked at the title of the cover page of the manuscript, and "The chronic disease of Chinese history" suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What will an American understand Chinese history? This is a bit big." Mao Zedong smiled and opened the manuscript, frowned as he looked.

Mao Zedong kept smoking, gently put down the manuscript in his hand, and said slowly as the smoke filled his eyes: "This is not the idea and writing style that an American journalist should have, nor does it conform to the thinking habits of Americans. I think it should be something that Andy Lau came up with. This person is not simple!"

"Since that's the case, I will return the manuscript immediately and tell the Anti-Japanese University to cancel the report of the American reporter." The secretary immediately reached out to prepare to take the manuscript back.

"No!" Mao Zedong reached out to stop it and said, "Although there is some sarcastic meaning, some views and theories are reasonable. For example, overtaking the law is a disaster of democracy. The solution to this problem is to abolish the lifelong system. Going to the altar and being pushed to the altar will hinder the country's democratic process."

"And here, the criticism of the inner king and the outer saint." Mao Zedong pointed with his finger, "Don't let her give a report, wouldn't it mean that we GCD people are not strong enough? We can't say here, wouldn't she return to the Kuomintang-controlled area and publish it?"

"The sea embraces all rivers. Tolerance is great." Mao Zedong spit out a deep breath of smoke. The more he argues, the more he becomes clearer. We GCD people have a selfless and broad mind. We have many enemies, but none of them have a private enemy. Let her go to the Anti-Japanese University to give a report. I believe that the students educated by the Party have the ability to distinguish between things."

"Chairman. I understand." The secretary took the manuscript and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute." Mao Zedong station waved and wrote a few big words like "The people, only the people can create history, not geniuses and great men."

"Give this to them. Even if it's mine, don't give me a message!" Mao Zedong said, pointing to the floor paper on the table.

He is indeed a great man with a sharp mind and broad mind. In just a few words, he summarized and summarized history and replied to his worries. Wu Ming was sincerely impressed from the bottom of his heart.

Exploring a new path is very difficult, and encountering ups and downs and setbacks are inevitable. With the example of the Soviet Union, just like seeing the lights in confusion, GCD enthusiastically worships the Soviet Union, and many copy and imitate Soviet thoughts, systems, methods, and places for organization. However, GCD also has many changes in the borrowing process. Russian ideas or systems rarely exist without major changes to adapt to the specific environment. Ten years of practical experience eliminated the practice of importing indiscriminately, and the result also resulted in the Soviet system having completely Chinese characteristics.

Of course, in the bourgeois world in China, the process of imitating and adopting the West is also underway. Whether it is for building a bourgeois or a socialist modern society that can cope with the country's complicated new needs today, at least until now. No one can see who wins and who loses except Wu Ming.

It's really amazing. Two egg cells were fertilized in the uterus of old China at the same time, and they were both fertilized from abroad.

However, the political thought, strategic line and theoretical leadership of the Chinese GCD are under the guidance of the Communist International, and the Communist International has actually become a branch of the Russian Communist Party. In the end, this means that, whether good or bad, the Chinese GCD, like the Communist Party of every other country, must comply with and often must be subordinate to the broad strategic needs of the Soviet Union under the Stalinian dictatorship.

The Soviet Union and Stalin were not good things. Wu Ming said spontaneously: It seems that it is necessary for him to scold the Soviet Union for its dirty behavior in World War II. Will the Chinese GCD alienate the Soviet Union because of this and gain favor from Western countries, thereby avoiding future blockades and one-sided foreign policy with China.

Three months passed quickly. Wu Ming and Dorothy walked through the streets of Yan'an for the last time. Lin Maike and Li Xiaoli were talking to Dorothy reluctantly. The routine saw off team included some personnel from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the China G.

After leaving the city, the team stopped by a stream. Dorothy was busy taking photos, feeling a little excited. It could be seen that she was very nostalgic about this place.

Wu Ming looked up at Baota Mountain, dazed and left like that. For some reason, he always felt empty in his heart.

Finally, he made up his mind to do your own things and fulfill your obligations and responsibilities. As for the result, the individual cannot control it, so just hand it over to the fate of history!

Take out his notebook from the package, then pull out the samurai sword from his waist. Wu Ming pulled out his horse's head and came to the Central G cadre responsible for seeing him off. He handed over in his somewhat shocked gaze, "Mr. Mao's gift message is not given by me, but I have no rebate. It's really rude. Please hand over these two things to Mr. Mao as my gift before leaving!"

The Chinese G cadre took it over and nodded politely and smiled: "Please rest assured, I will definitely be Chairman Mao. Thank you Mr. Liu. I wish you a good journey. If you have the chance, welcome to Yan'an again."

Wu Ming nodded and smiled, waded through the stream with Dorothy, turned around and waved goodbye to them, and gradually moved away under the escort of a small team of Eighth Route Army.

"Did you want to leave the notebook you just sent for me?" Dorothy asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" Wu Ming nodded, "There are some fragments on it. I will reorganize it and give you another one."

"Okay." Duoloxi was obviously not in a high mood. "I just thought to myself, maybe I was the last foreigner to see them alive, so I felt very sad."

"Life is like this, gathering and dispersing is impermanent, and eight out of ten things are unsatisfactory." Wu Ming comforted: "Sadness is useless. You have to go forward. The actual help is much more useful than sad tears."

"Come on, stand up and walk forward with big strides." Wu Ming raised his whip, "We cannot completely control our destiny, so do our duty and wait for the day when it comes naturally." A man's resistance to Japan is not ashamed of the world's heroes, and his spirit is purple and Nisheng
Chapter completed!