Look at "China in 1914, in the eyes of foreigners, it really didn't look like a real home. In the southwest of the country, numerous separatist forces and revolutionary forces were watching the chair in the Beijing government. Although Yuan Shikai had

The position of the great president has been recognized, but a large-scale civil war seems likely to break out at any time. In the north of this country, faced with the God-given opportunity of the European powers to withdraw from China in World War I, the evil neighbors in the East are pressing forward step by step, trying to annex

This country. But with the firing of the Qingdao Fort on August 27, 1914, this country that did not resemble a country seemed to be bewitched. The warlords obeyed the central government, and the opposition parties who had been exiled abroad expressed their submission to the government. Since 1911

Since the Revolution of 1911, the Chinese government has received widespread support for the first time. However, despite this, Yuan Shikai is still only a president to a certain extent. There is still no leader in Chinese politics who has been recognized by the military, political circles, and civilians. However, he can

I imagine that in the near future, maybe such a figure will be born in China. As far as I can see, in China..."

"Illustrated" Ludovic = Nordo

** On Baochang Road in the French Concession, a group of three foreigners walked along the street and there was an "Oriental Cafe" about halfway down the street. The luxurious name of the cafe was very inconsistent with the interior decoration. The three of them entered one after another.

It was now half past nine in the morning, which is when the cafe is the busiest every day.

They sat down at a small table in the corner. Bobby ordered three cups of coffee and said.

"It seems like everyone went to the airport today?"

"We are all waiting for Mr. Li Zicheng's arrival."

Moydoyle said with a smile.

At this moment the waitress came over and lazily placed three cups of warm coffee in front of them.

"When you were in Wuhan, you interviewed Li Zicheng. What do you think of that person?"

Bobby looked towards Ludovic Noldot. The three of them were also journalists, and among the three, the most senior one was Ludovic Noldot. Noldot was a French expert on Japan and Russia. From 1904 to

He reported on the Russo-Japanese War in 1QC5 and wrote books such as "Modern Japan". He wrote for many French media, including "Illustrated", and his views sometimes influenced French politics.

During last year's Jiao'ao Incident, Nodo pointed out at the beginning of the article: No matter who judges the Sino-Japanese conflict, if they use past historical views as a basis, they will conclude that Japan won. China lacks the ability to unify several provinces and is only interested in profit.

, the country’s military strength is weak, and at first glance it seems that it is indeed unable to fight against the Japanese army. “But,” he changed his tone, “things are changing.” Next, Nodo recounted how several British people roamed in China for several months.

The story they brought back: When they traveled to Guangxi, a remote province near Indochina, they met two local warlords in a small town with no railway access. Six months ago, both of them participated in the "second revolution" against the Beijing government.

.But now when they talk to the British, they say that a country that has been invaded is not qualified to bargain and must resist the Japanese at all costs.

"A year and a half ago, China was still facing the threat of a large-scale civil war that could break out at any time, but now, several traveling British people feel that the country in front of them is more united than ever before in history. For the first time, people

It is found that public opinion is gathering in China." This is the impression that war-torn China gave to the West nearly two months after the "Jiao'ao Incident". And the development of things was just as Noldo expected, and the development of things exceeded his imagination.

, the team won that conflict, and although many problems were exposed, they saw a united China.

"I almost don't know where to begin,"

After thinking for a moment, Noldo began to say,

"Even compared to Westerners, this man looks very tall. His height is about 1 meter. If he arrives in Paris, there will be many women who will be crazy about him. Whether it is for Easterners or Westerners, he will

They are all very handsome,"

As a Frenchman, Noldot first "introduced" Mr. Li to his two colleagues from other aspects. At this time, his conversation changed and his expression became serious.

"But what impressed me most was that his eyes, which few people have, were not only piercing, but also like burning fireballs. And when he was speaking, he would have a kind of

Instinct power: Once a fire is ignited in his heart, he can bring this flame to the hearts of the audience, making them cry with him, get excited, and burn with him. This talent is very rare and only appears in extremely rare cases.

For a few people, these people often become revolutionaries or demagogues in history..."

Several speeches he heard in Wuchang came to mind, and Nuoduo stopped talking. His seat was facing Shen, and he leaned forward, staring at something.

"To be honest, it's really hard to believe."

"What to believe?"

Moydoyle and Bobby asked together.

"I believe that such a person will be a Chinese politician.

Nuoduo whispered with some pity.

"If in any other country, he could conquer many people just by his speeches, and he would become a truly outstanding politician there!"

"So, you don't believe that he can dominate this country in the future?"

Moydoyle and Bobby looked at each other. If they remembered correctly, Nodo had stated many times before that Li Zicheng was the best choice to serve as China's prime minister.

"It is undeniable that he is the best candidate to serve as China's prime minister!"

When confirming, Nuoduo's voice suddenly trembled,

"But! The best candidate does not mean the most suitable for China. You must know that there are many dangerous elements in China, and these dangerous elements are so dangerous that people are afraid.

"You mean, he might be assassinated like Song Jiaoren?"

Bobby was sensitive to the meaning of Noldo's words.

"If Song Jiaoren was born in the United States,"

Moydoyle said seriously.

"Maybe he will become an excellent politician. At this point, he is the same as Li Zicheng."

"Forget it, there's nothing we can do at this time."

Bobby said casually,

"Go on and tell us what kind of person this is. At least, we have the ability to let people in the UK and the United States know that there is an outstanding politician in China."

But Nuoduo quietly picked up the coffee cup, then looked out the window and said.

"He is a very complex person and very emotional. However, as long as you meet him once, you will definitely become his friend, because he is a very frank person. Among politicians, this kind of character is

But it’s extremely rare!”

Having said that, he looked at his colleagues. Since the "Jiaoao Incident", the Western media's coverage of the situation in China has become more timely and intensive, and the same is true now, especially the British and French media, the two countries have been operating in China for the longest time.

, it can be said that the interests are at stake, and reports are sent back to domestic readers as soon as possible almost every week. For the Chinese, the reports of Western media can often influence many people.

"This shows that it is difficult for him to become an excellent politician!"

Bobby said with certainty that his experience as a reporter in the UK made him very familiar with the character of those politicians. A frank person will never become an outstanding politician.

"No!"

Moydoer shook his head, and then said seriously.

"It can only be said that hypocrites dominate politics, but this does not realize that honest people cannot become politicians. If such a person becomes the prime minister of China, I think it must be China's luck!"

When the two were about to debate, Nodo took out a banknote from his wallet, pressed it under the coffee cup, then stood up and said.

"Okay, my friends, now, I think what's more important is that we should report the arrival of Mr. Li Zicheng. Maybe the airport speech will let you know about this person!"

After the plane landed, Wang Yuecai, like others, joined the welcoming crowd. For young people, the Huaihai Economic Envoy can be said to be their idol in life. He made this country experience for the first time the great powers' respect for its citizens.

The first experience of dignity was enough for them to regard it as an accident.

Among the welcoming crowd, many are young people. Although they are more or less influenced by the ideas of the Revolutionary Party, it does not prevent them from welcoming the arrival of the Huaihai Economic Envoy who "defeated Japan".

Surrounded by the enthusiastic welcoming crowd, Wang Yuecai could not help but be infected by the warm atmosphere for a moment. He also began to shout slogans loudly with the people around him and wave his not-so-strong arms.

Those slogans seemed to be issued by the welcomers, but in fact, the slogans were told to these young students through posters and newspapers in the past few days. They almost subconsciously accepted those slogans without paying attention.

To a certain extent, this slogan turned them into supporters of the National Socialist Party.

“The mentality of blind obedience is when an individual succumbs to the pressure of social public opinion, blindly tends to the expectations of others in understanding and behavior, gives up his own opinions, and changes his original mentality.”

In Song Shijie's mind in the distance, the blind crowd mentality mentioned by the manager when he was in class at Lianyun Commercial School came to mind. And now these people are showing exactly this. This should be a kind of "political agitation"

"Blind obedience" takes advantage of people's blind obedience to influence their personal psychology. When they welcome people here, it is actually blind obedience to the group by individuals in this special environment.

"This is propaganda!"

Suddenly, a consciousness arose in Song Shijie's mind. If before the envoy's visit to Guangzhou, he had only a vague awareness of propaganda, then now he is keenly aware that perhaps the essence of propaganda is to exploit the blindness of the people.

Herd and herd psychology, once the people follow the herd, political work will be unfavorable.

As a member of the National Socialist Party, Song Shijie felt an unprecedented sense of mission.

Just when such an idea suddenly popped up in Song Shijie's mind, just when he and the others were cheering enthusiastically, he accidentally saw the photographer carrying the camera out of the corner of his eye.

The photographer stood on the inside of the crowd, seemingly focused on the camera, but it gave people a strange illusion. His eyes were still staring at the manager who had just got off the plane, and he even saw a kind of emotion in his eyes.

The admirable perseverance and indifferent eyes are definitely not the eyes of a photographer.

Although he was not the object of the other person's gaze, Song Shijie still felt his heart. The moment he looked at the other person, he was stunned by the determined and indifferent eyes, and even his body suddenly became stiff.

"Assassin...that guy is an assassin!"

This word that made him feel creepy came to Song Shijie's mind. The look in the photographer's eyes confirmed his thoughts. That was not the look that should appear here. It was the look of a soldier looking at the enemy.

"Assassin...Assassin..."

Song Shijie was completely frightened by his discovery. At this moment, he only felt that his body began to tremble involuntarily. He wanted to call the police loudly, but he found that his throat seemed to be choked by something.

.

The crowd at the airport was still cheering, and everyone focused their attention on the manager, who was walking slowly towards him. Song Shijie stood blankly in the crowd. He knew he had to call the police immediately, but his body seemed to be missing.

As if he had lost control, he couldn't even shout a word. He could only watch as the assassin slowly stretched his hand to the satchel on his waist.

"He, he wants to pull out a gun. There must be a pistol there."
To be continued...