Although the boy received a slap, he always had a sunny smile on his face. He replied: "My name is Thomas Alva Edison. Thank you for your help."
Edison reached out his hand and wanted to shake hands with Li Zhen.
After hearing the name, Li Zhen's eyes flashed with surprise.
Thomas Alva Edison, this is Edison, who is known as the greatest inventor in history. Li Zhen did not expect to meet Edison selling newspapers at a small train station. It was fate. Li Zhen stretched out his hand to shake hands with little Edison. , he also had a bright smile on his face, and Li Zhen was also very excited to shake hands with the future giant in the invention world.
Li Zhen said: "My name is Li Zhen, hello."
Edison's eyes widened and he became more excited and exclaimed: "You are Li Zhen, President of China. Wow, that's great. God, God, I actually met President Li of China."
Li Zhen asked curiously: "Do you know me?"
"Knowing, knowing."
Edison nodded repeatedly, extremely excited.
He took out a newspaper and said happily: "I have been selling newspapers, so I know about you. I also know that you have been at West Point Military Academy." As he spoke, he quickly took off a linen bag on his back. Bag, this is the backpack he holds newspapers in. Little Edison reached into the bag and kept groping with an impatient look on his face.
When Huang Qiang saw this, he immediately became alert.
Although he is an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, he cannot take it lightly.
Li Zhen shook his head slightly, signaling Huang Qiang not to be nervous.
If it were someone who didn't know the basics, Li Zhen would definitely be wary, but someone like Edison was definitely not an assassin. After a while, Edison took out a piece of white paper, a quill pen, and a bottle of ink from the bag. He looked at Li Zhen longingly, with a look of anticipation on his face, and said excitedly: "President Li, can you sign your autograph for me?"
"sign,."
Li Zhen laughed, and immediately felt like a star version of the future generations.
At this time, little Edison's heart was beating fast. How happy it was to get Li Zhen's signature. After he returned home, he must show his signature in front of his parents to make them happy too. In addition, he also wants to shut up those who think he is a fool. Can a fool meet President Li? He is not a fool, he is a genius as his mother calls him.
Li Zhen took it, held the pen, and thought about how to write.
Inventor Edison.
Obviously, this is inappropriate.
I only wrote Li Zhen’s name, but Li Zhen felt it was inappropriate.
Seeing that Li Zhen was hesitant to write, little Edison couldn't guess what Li Zhen was thinking, but after thinking about it, he whispered: "President Li, you can just sign it."
Li Zhen laughed and said, "Yes."
After that, Li Zhen took the quill pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a line in English, which meant "genius Edison". After writing this line in English, Li Zhen did not stop and wrote five more hard-written words in Chinese characters. ,,'Genius Edison', after writing two rows of words, Li Zhencai put down the year, month and day, and then Li Zhen's own name.
Edison looked at the words on the white paper, and his face turned red with excitement. He felt as if he was dreaming, as if a pie had fallen from the sky. At the same time, he was extremely grateful to the man who had beaten him earlier. Blair, if Blair hadn't gone crazy, he wouldn't have met China's President Li. For a moment, little Edison's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly because of his excitement.
Li Zhenxiao said: "Here you go."
He handed the white paper to little Edison, who quickly took it and read it carefully several times, becoming more and more satisfied with it. Finally, he looked at Li Zhen, which made Li Zhen laugh.
Li Zhen asked: "Edison, look what I do."
Little Edison said: "I don't think it's true."
Li Zhen said: "Meeting is fate. This is the fate between us."
"Fate, what is fate?" Edison asked.
Li Zhen scratched his head and couldn't explain the word, so he explained: "The fate is very simple. We didn't know each other before, but we met here. You sell newspapers every day, meet countless people, and meet me." The chance of us meeting each other is very small, and even the chance of us meeting each other is almost zero, but by chance, we happened to meet today, this is fate."
Edison seemed to understand, but carefully put away the white paper, quill and ink.
"Quick, there, right there."
Blair came with a group of people, fifty or sixty people in total.
They rushed into the train station, and Blair took the lead, charging at the front aggressively, not paying attention to Li Zhen and his party at all. In his eyes, this was New York's territory, the territory of white people, not a group of foreigners who could run wild. Yes, you have to lie down when a tiger comes, and you have to lie down when a dragon comes. You can't be arrogant in New York. He came to Liu Jintang aggressively and said: "Boy, apologize immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
In fact, Blair also considered the consequences when he said this.
There are many people on the other side, so if there is a conflict, he may not necessarily get any benefits.
For the sake of face, I can't let it go.
Therefore, Blair just asked Liu Jintang to apologize and end the matter.
The brothers behind Blair saw a group of people with different skin colors, but they didn't take it seriously. Their eyes were fierce. They were too poorly informed. They didn't know the so-called Chinese people or the so-called Chinese president. Moreover, many of them still Racists despise people of other skin colors, so they don’t take Li Zhen and his party seriously.
Liu Jintang looked around at the people brought by Blair and said coldly: "You are sure to follow him and seek death."
"You are looking for death." Blair said solemnly.
"Snapped,."
Liu Jintang kicked Blair on the lower abdomen without hesitation.
Blair flew out and fell directly to the ground, screaming repeatedly. He clutched his stomach and was so painful that he couldn't stand up. He looked at the person behind him and yelled: "What are you doing in the cold? Come up to me, hit me, give it to me." I'll fight." Blair could no longer care about how things would develop and only wanted revenge. Unfortunately, Liu Jintang looked at him and all these people were frightened and did not dare to move at all.
Li Zhen ordered: "Mr. Rong, go ask the person in charge of the train station to come over."
"yes."
Rong Hong went there immediately. Not long after, the person in charge of the train station rushed over.
He stood in front of Li Zhen and said with a smile: "President Li came to see me. What can I do for you?"
Li Zhen pointed at Blair, the people behind Blair, and then at little Edison, and said calmly: "These people are bullying my little brother. He is a very important friend of mine. I hope you will take more care of him and not be bullied by these people." , if you can’t do it, I’ll ask your boss, but if that doesn’t work, you can just invite the mayor.”
The person in charge of the train station nodded and bowed, and promised: "It can be done, it can be done, please rest assured, President Lee." He turned around, looked at Blair, and immediately asked Blair to apologize. Facing the 'monster' at the train station, Blair immediately came He went through a gorgeous transformation, from being extremely arrogant to being submissive, and he obediently apologized to Li Zhen and to Little Edison.
Blair never expected to meet the President of China.
He is really unlucky.
The person in charge of the train station solved the problem and quickly asked Blair to take the people away.
"Woo, woo,."
The whistle sounded and Li Zhen stood up.
He patted Edison on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Come on, I'm optimistic about you."
After finishing speaking, Li Zhen made a move and asked Huang Qiang to gather the soldiers from the Sharp Knife Battalion to leave. The person in charge of the train station looked at Edison with envy. Unexpectedly, this little newsboy who often sold newspapers at the train station actually became friends with Li Zhen. He I can only lament that Edison was so lucky.