"Secretary Mu, smoke a cigarette."

The students were excited. The wave of students in ancient times has never stopped. From success to failure to catastrophic events, they are indispensable. Mu Jun, who had just walked out of the school gate, did not object but did not advocate it. In his opinion, the angry young man was a compliment, but he also had to do it. Doing a planned person is more popular than a bloody sprinkling.

The whole country continues to be crazy, and it is very tempting to become more and more recommended over time. He is very supportive of the activities of the Health Technical School. Although it is just a secondary vocational school, it can be seen that both the school and the leaders of the students are very wise, knowing how to adjust the atmosphere and how to correctly guide the atmosphere.

The county public security bureau and leaders of various townships were looking at the excited students on the playground with a worried look.

Seventy percent of the students in the health school come from townships in the county. Secretary Yang of the county party committee and county mayor Yu went to the city to report the situation and the other was in charge of the public opinion in the county. More than 10 million people in the country were mobilized, and they were very tempted to ask for an explanation. The superiors issued a dead order, and they controlled the situation in each region themselves. Wherever there was a problem, they would be layered down.

When you arrive in the township, you will find old cadres in the villages and towns and parents of all the students who lead the students, or you will be the leaders of the township to coordinate and solve the problem.

Ma Guangyan, deputy township head in charge of education in Dakou Township, had a smile on her face, her dark cheeks were full of wrinkles, and she was holding a seven-dollar cloud in her pocket. She was pulling out one and handing it to Mu Jun. Although she was the deputy township head, she was not a member of the party committee, and she was also a local rural cadre with no tough background. The deputy township head, who was born from one piece of fields, had a woman's name and a woman's meticulous heart, which was easy to manage. From an ordinary farmer to today's deputy township head, he was very satisfied, but not satisfied, especially when he saw Mu Jun in front of him, the unsatisfied desire in his heart continued to expand.

Although the two did not have much interaction at the beginning, they also met in the office building and the government compound. Mu Jun needed to stop and shout "Ma Township Mayor Ma. Now? He needs to look up to the other party high, not because of his official position or level, but because he is now a celebrity around the county party secretary. Looking at such a big incident, the townships below were all furious. Secretary Yang of the county party committee actually handed over the handling power to this yellow-haired child. Everyone was so tired that everyone respected him.

No matter how dissatisfied and long-winded Ma Guangyan felt in her heart, she was more respectful to Secretary Mu Junmu on the surface than anyone else.

Beep beep beep!

The pager on his waist rang, and my father's number. As soon as Mu Jun looked up, he was about to find the place to call. Next to him, the leaders of other townships handed over the cell phone: "Secretary Mu, use mine to call."

In fact, Mu Jun has a cell phone in his bag, and he has always used it in private. It is not suitable for use at this moment. When he saw someone handing it over, he did not refuse. He took a few steps back and dialed his father Mu Jingkai's phone number.

"Hey, dad."

"Boy, where are you?" Mu Jingkai's breathless voice came from the other side of the microphone.

"I'm in the county health school, and the students here are doing activities..." Before Mu Jun finished speaking, Mu Jingkai interrupted him on the other end of the phone: "I'll finish processing, call me immediately." As he said that, he hung up the phone, which made Mu Jun a little puzzled. He thought something had happened, and he didn't have the heart to continue to see the sentient beings of the leaders of various townships and the orderly slogans and preparations of the students. He took a breath, returned the phone to the leader of the township, stepped forward, and signaled the comrades from the county public security bureau not to follow him.

At this time, the school naturally stood on the side of the county, helping to "persuade" the students to attend classes normally and not be impulsive. The opera was performed well, and Mu Jun gave the evaluation.

Pay attention to this side, and I have been here for a long time. When I saw a young man walking over, a male student with a 170 cm appearance, a simple-looking, slightly thick-shaped figure and dark skin came out of the student team. The childishness on his face had not yet faded, but he had an alternative perseverance.

"We are organizing activities normally..." Before the person finished his prepared lines, Mu Jun waved his hand and interrupted him, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm not here to interfere with you. Let me introduce myself first. I am the secretary of the county party committee office. My name is Mu Jun. The leader above knows that the students' anti-war sentiment is very good. I am a newly graduated college student, so I will tell you what Shanghai college students are doing at this time."

Shanghai is both near and far away. No one doesn’t know Shanghai, and no one doesn’t yearn for that place. But in a small county like Dianyu County, many people have never been to Shanghai in their entire lives. What are the college students in Shanghai doing? This topic suddenly aroused the interest of the students present and those who persuaded the teachers.

"Do you remember that there was no flood disaster in the century last year? At that time, I was a senior student at Fudan University in Shanghai who was about to graduate. We also actively wanted to be volunteers to go to the front line of flood control and disaster relief. We also wanted to stand at the forefront of breaking the dam to perform heroic style. Everyone, like you, gathered together and went to the disaster area together. The leaders of the school district and the leaders of the city had come. They did not persuade us, but they brought a few PLA soldiers..." Mu Jun's voice was loud, not only could the students on the playground hear it, but also the cadres on the edge could hear it. At first, he heard his words were wrong and he was speaking from the perspective of the students. Everyone jumped, but as he listened, he unconsciously followed Mu Jun's emotions.

The playground was very quiet. Apart from the sound of the rustling wind blowing the branches, Mu Jun was the only one who said this while walking to the microphone on the rostrum on the playground.

Standing on the rostrum and looking at the darkness of students below, Mu Jun first gave everyone a small amount, then cleared his throat, so that his voice could be transmitted more clearly through the microphone. If Zhuo Xuan and Ma Feng and others were there, they would definitely tell everyone that this was Mu Jun's moment.

"A soldier stood there and stole his horse. One of our male classmates stepped forward and pushed him a few times, and even pushed him with his knees a few times. The other party did not move at all. A soldier carried two bags of fifty kilograms of cement bags on his back, and carried him, and put him down for more than a dozen times within a distance of twenty-five meters. His face was not changed. A soldier took off his shirt, revealing that his shoulders were good and bad, and his medicine was damaged. He was better and worse and worse, and his flesh was damaged. We were all stunned. We knew what this meant. A classmate said that we could do what we could and didn't have to fight on the front line.

At that time, I remember very clearly that a leader severely criticized this classmate. What are we? We have learned cultural knowledge and have high quality future pillars of the country. If you want to do things, under the leadership of the country, we should concentrate what we have learned and play a greater role instead of doing things like a mess of sand and relying on the passion that we don’t know how to shed.

To be honest, I also want to take off my clothes today, put on my military uniform and carry a gun to charge, but that is not reality. You are smart people, and I am smart people, so we all know what way to express our patriotism."

At this point, the cadres on the edge of the playground were still waiting for Mu Jun to speak some routine words passionately to inspire the students to do things. Why did they just start to say nothing?

Young people are always groups that dare to innovate and try. They are all rebellious and confident. They don’t need someone to keep nagging in their ears all day long. What they need is to be affirmed. Mu Jun is also a young man. Of course, he understands the thoughts of these students. Everyone didn’t want to do anything but put on an attitude to put pressure on them. Perhaps there will be a few students who walk out of the school and put down their schoolbags and put on military uniforms. But that is a very small number. What they need is a catharsis and a strong feeling of accumulation to tell themselves that we can, we can do it at any time, and we can do it, and be ready at all times.

As for how to do it, Mu Jun doesn't think he can think more comprehensively than a group of students with new ideas, but he can guarantee that these guys are not going out to disrupt the normal order of society.

"Hello, Wu Jingsheng." After Mu Jun walked down, the black and strong student came over with a bright smile on his face and formally extended his hand in the way of the student's self-introduction.

"Mu Jun." Mu Jun shook Wu Jingsheng's hands, nodded at the students around him, walked out, and when he was in a wrong relationship with Wu Jingsheng, he gently exhaled in a faint and erratic voice: "Teachers, the opera is good."

Wu Jingsheng was stunned. After a few seconds, he suddenly turned around and looked at Mu Jun's back. He saw him explaining something in front of a group of cadres. He suddenly felt that he was very mysterious, so mysterious that he felt that he wanted to explore...

"Secretary Mu, look at this..." Ma Guangyan came over first. There were more than 30 students in Dakou Township. How could he not be in a hurry?

Mu Jun smiled, gave everyone a safe expression, and said softly: "Finding the principal of the school, tell him that we need to mobilize all students to write such a letter. The theme of the letter is to send it to all the staff of the foreign embassy. The focus is on the embassy that was just bombed. The theme letters and the content are casual. You just tell the students directly that they need to support them with the most sincere words and support them to continue to do a good job."

Some people responded quickly, with a smile of understanding on their faces. Students need something to do, and this requires something technical, which is obviously more suitable for their identities.

"I know Secretary Mu, I will find any letter at that time..." Before Ma Guangyan finished speaking, she felt two rays of light emitted from the gentle and quiet young man's eyes. She subconsciously shrank back and did not say it. She didn't know whether it was because she was afraid or some emotion, but she didn't dare to continue saying it.

"I'm responsible for contacting you, and all the letters will be sent to the place where they should arrive." Mu Jun's voice was very calm.

Words are also a kind of power. A seemingly immature and tender behavior can also bring the strength to those who are doing dangerous work in dangerous areas to persevere and do better.

Because those words are filled with restless sincerity, perhaps a few years later, or more than ten years later, they will continue your unfinished work where you work.
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