Zhou Weiguo silently looked at Zhang Qing, who had been taking pictures for a while in the already silent warehouse; "Let's go, things have changed and people have changed, and they will be remembered forever."
Zhang Qing hummed, and led Zhou Weiguo up a further distance, finally entering an alley and arriving on the third floor of a five-story blue-and-red brick house.
Zhang Qing opened the blue-black wooden door, which had almost shed a layer of paint, and turned to look at Zhou Weiguo; "Go in."
Zhou Weiguo looked in disbelief. He never thought that Zhang Qing could actually own an apartment here at such a young age.
"What are you thinking about? I can't afford it. I rent this." Zhang Qing seemed to see what Zhou Weiguo was thinking, and she took off her shoes and put them on with a grunt.
Seeing that Zhou Weiguo was staring at the neatly arranged shoes on the ground blankly, she smiled and said, "I forgot, I'm alone here, and I didn't prepare a man's mat. You can just go in like this, I can save money on buying it."
There were no shoes that fit at all, so Zhou Weiguo could only walk in and look at the house of more than one hundred square meters.
The sofa is a bit worn, but still spotless. There are several pots of flowers placed on the window sill, which must have been bought from the second-hand furniture market. The desk, which is not the same color at all, is placed on the wall near the window, and there is a coffee table on the right.
A dark red warm water bottle was placed, and not far away, there was a wine rack with some red wine on it.
Zhou Weiguo looked at it and walked to the wine shelf to pick up the red wine.
Zhang Qing entered the house as soon as he came in, probably to change clothes.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked back slightly, changed into a white shirt, put on a black vest, and held a black women's casual suit in his hand. Zhang Qing shook the red wine in his hand; "I didn't expect you would still enjoy it.
Human?"
Zhang Qing raised his eyes and took a sip at the wine bottle; "No, my colleague gave it to me. If you want to drink it, just drink it. I'm going to the newspaper office."
Go to the newspaper office?
Only then did Zhou Weiguo realize that her pink hands, which were still slightly open from the cold these past two days, actually held a camera.
"You're not going to print out the things you took on the battlefield and publish them in newspapers, are you?" Zhou Weiguo pointed at the camera and raised his eyes and asked.
Zhang Qing hummed and shook his head; "No, this is all first-class news, and you also blew up a warship. I took pictures of it all. Once it is published in the newspaper, this will definitely be exciting."
Good news for people’s hearts.”
Yeah?
Zhou Weiguo disdainfully asked Zhang Qing to stop changing his shoes and walked up to Zhou Weiguo and took a look at him: "What, you don't believe it? You have to know the power of newspapers and public opinion."
Of course I believe it, but so what? A local victory cannot change the overall situation.
After three months of fighting, hundreds of thousands of soldiers fought bloody battles, and finally returned with a disastrous defeat. This is not something that one or two warships can inspire.
To put it bluntly, some people who have no confidence will always surrender to the Japanese army in front of the bayonets and meat and wine of the Japanese army.
Newspapers can inspire people, but who can remember them a few days later? Time will wear away everything.
To put it ten thousand steps back, what if the people here saw it? Under the coercion of the Japanese bayonet, who would dare to laugh and applaud.
I'm afraid I don't know how he died.
"I believe what you said, it can indeed inspire people and inspire people who are currently feeling as cold as depression." Zhou Weiguo pointed to the camera that Zhang Qing hung on the hook on the wall for the convenience of changing shoes and added; "
But you will never see that day again."
Zhang Qing is a smart person. She smiled and said, "My Battalion Commander Zhou, are you overthinking it? Do the Japanese troops still want to arrest me? Don't forget, this is a concession."
So what about the concession, if the Japanese army really arrests you, I am afraid that this nest of snakes and rats is not good. In order not to irritate the Japanese army, the British concession will happily let the patrol arrest the somewhat naive Zhang Qing in front of him, and then give it to him.
Japanese army.
And what kind of hardships Zhang Qing will encounter when the time comes, I'm afraid she will never think of it in this life.
"Why would the concession offend the Japanese army for a little reporter like you? You are so naive, little girl. The concession is not your real refuge."
Zhou Weiguo didn't want to get too close to Zhang Qing, but moved sideways, naturally took out a goblet and poured red wine into it. He paused and looked at Zhang Qing, who was a little confused and disbelieving.
He stretched out his finger and said, "I know you want everyone to see that we can defeat the Japanese army, but you should also protect yourself first. If you lose your life because of your impulse, then your efforts will be of no use.
What's the use?"
After drinking the red wine in his hand, Zhou Weiguo walked up to her and said, "Listen to me, don't hand it over. If you hand it over, you may not survive the sunrise tomorrow."
Zhang Qing bit his lower lip as if thinking about something.
She had said what she should have said, and Zhang Qing could see that she was a smart girl. She should know what she was talking about.
Without saying anything, Zhang Qing stood up and prepared to leave.
Zhou Weiguo thought for a while and said to Zhang Qing, who was about to go out: "Try not to cross the river. The situation there has not really stabilized yet."
Zhang Qing turned around slightly and smiled: "I understand, please don't go out. I will bring you food in the evening."
Zhou Weiguo agreed and watched Zhang Qing close the door and the footsteps disappear, then he randomly found a blanket and covered his head.
After being on the battlefield for several days, I really didn't get a good rest.
Close your eyes and go to sleep, wait until he wakes up and go to the window.
it's dark.
He raised his wrist and looked at it. It was past seven o'clock, so Zhou Weiguo was surprised that he could sleep so well.
He sat up on the sofa and took advantage of the light coming in from the neon lights outside. He got up and walked to the wine rack to get the red wine and then found his way to the sofa and sat down.
He didn't dare to turn on the light. Zhang Qing lived here alone, and the surrounding residents of the rental house must have known that she was alone. If the inexplicable person didn't come back and turned on the light, I'm afraid Zhang Qing's innocence and
Your reputation will be completely lost, and it will also arouse suspicion from others.
Da da da……
Familiar footsteps stopped in front of the door, followed by the sound of a bag and keys being pulled.
With the slight clicking sound of the wooden door, Zhang Qing was obviously stunned, turned on the light, put on his shoes, came to Zhou Weiguo, handed over the barbecued pork bun wrapped in newspapers, and asked in confusion: "Why don't you turn on the light?
, black."
Zhou Weiguo raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Qing, who was slightly glowing under the light, and smiled: "If I turn on the light, how will you explain it to the people around you?"
Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything. He just walked over and closed the curtains. Zhou Weiguo looked at the slender figure, smiled and opened the newspaper, but the smile just now became gloomy and even a little more...
