Chapter 14 Central Military Academy (1)
"What? Dad, did you ask me to apply for the Central Military Academy?" Chen Xiuwen widened his eyes and looked at his father incredible. In fact, Chen Xiuwen had been unable to make up his mind for a long time. The main reason was that his family was afraid that his family would not agree. After all, his father had only two sons in total, and his eldest son had already joined the army. If he applied for the Central Military Academy, wouldn't both sons beside him? Chen Xiuwen thought that his father, who had always been strict and upright, would never agree to his doing this. Unexpectedly, Mr. Shen took the initiative to mention it today.
Mr. Shen thought Chen Xiuwen was unwilling to go, but to be honest, he didn't want his youngest son to leave his side. He frowned and sighed, "You have caused such a big disaster today and can't continue to stay in Shanghai. Going to apply for the Central Military Academy and experience it well in the army is not a bad thing. You must go and leave tomorrow."
"Dad, that's really great. Thank you dad." Chen Xiuwen slapped his thigh and said with a smile. It can be said that Mr. Shen's decision helped him make up his mind. Chen Xiuwen was not a noble person. His rich and mediocre days made it difficult for him to choose to go to those days of hiking mountains and eating braised vegetables. The Central Military Academy was the former Whampoa Military Academy. If you were able to enter this school, you would not only fight the Japanese in the future, but also have more than ten years of popular and spicy food. Let's talk about the future.
Mr. Shen was stunned for the ecstatic reaction of Chen Xiuwen. Thinking of the changes in his youngest son these days, the expression on the old man's face was also gloomy and gloomy. He sighed softly, picked up a piece of paper I just wrote from the desk, and said earnestly to Chen Xiuwen, who was excited, "Xuwen, you are also in your twenties now. I originally gave you the name Xiuwen, first, you are from the Xiu generation of our Shen family, and secondly, I hope that after you grow up, you can study hard and learn about the Tao. Now, you have to join the army. The name Xiuwen seems too literary. Dad gave you a word." As he said that, he handed the paper in his hand to Chen Xiuwen.
Chen Xiuwen listened to the old man's words, and slowly calmed down his excitement on his face. He took the piece of paper with both hands and saw two big words "Liberation" written vigorously and vigorously on it.
Seeing these two words, Chen Xiuwen's heart suddenly became passionate. At this moment, Mr. Shen's image suddenly became taller in his mind.
The old man said slowly: "This time I went to apply for the Central Military Academy is a helpless move. But as long as you go, you should do your best. Once you are admitted, I hope you can work hard and become a real soldier. In the future, you will run on the battlefield, drive away external humiliation, and restore the great mountains and rivers of China."
Looking at the earnest intention in Mr. Shen's eyes, Chen Xiuwen remembered what his father told him when he was about to leave when he was admitted to university. He couldn't help but feel sore, and he knelt down in front of the old man with a thump, saying, "Dad, my son will not be able to be filial to your knees in the future. Don't worry, my son will study hard, serve the country in the future, drive away external humiliation, and restore my northeastern rivers and mountains."
Hearing his son's words so sensible, Mr. Shen comforted himself, leaned over and helped Chen Xiuwen up, and said, "If you think so, your father will feel at ease. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved at the same time. My son is working for the country, and my father is not happy."
Chen Xiude, who was standing beside him, walked up, patted Chen Xiuwen on the shoulder, and said, "Tomorrow, brother can't come to see you off. However, I will ask Adjutant Wang to accompany you to Nanjing in person. There is still half a month left to renew the registration for the Central Military Academy. You will take it honestly with your elder brother's house during this period and prepare well. The Central Military Academy is not a college entrance examination, and the requirements are quite strict."
Chen Xiuwen nodded heavily and said, "I know, brother, don't worry, I will never let everyone down."
The next morning, Mr. Shen, Shen Xiuping and Tang Wenbin took Chen Xiuwen to the train station together. Chen Xiuping kept holding his brother's hand and kept instructing him.
Finally, Chen Xiuping couldn't help crying, turned to the old man and said, "Dad, Xiu Wen has grown up so old, this is the first time he went out alone. Otherwise, let Chen Yi follow him, if there is anything, he can take care of him."
"No. Xiuwen is going to apply for a military academy, not to go to the mountains and rivers, and letting the servants follow him," Mr. Shen said flatly.
Seeing his sister's tears in his face, Chen Xiuwen felt sour. He quickly grabbed Chen Xiuping and said, "Sister, don't worry, I will take care of myself." In life, Chen Xiuwen was not worried at all. He had been used to living independently and had two years of experience as a conscript.
Seeing his younger brother's very sensible appearance, Chen Xiuping barely smiled and nodded. However, before getting in the car, Chen Xiuping secretly gave Chen Xiuwen a small bag.
The train started, looking at his father who stopped and stared at him, and his sister who was waving her hands desperately and following the train, Chen Xiuwen's tears finally couldn't help but shed.
Before getting on the bus, Chen Xiuwen opened the small bag that his sister stuffed him, which was placed in two oceans and a few gold bars. It seems that her sister is still worried that she would not have enough money to spend. In fact, when she was about to go out today, Mr. Shen had already given him a check of 5,000 oceans. According to the current purchasing power, this money was a lot of money. However, Chen Xiuwen was not very excited at this time, but felt a strong sense of family affection.
"Xuwen, oh no, it's time to call you liberation now. LIANGFU, which subject do you want to apply for when applying for the Central Military Academy this time?" Wang Shaoping, an adjutant of Chen Xiude who accompanied Chen Xiuwen to Nanjing, asked with a smile.
Chen Xiuwen was stunned for a moment. Although he was applying for the Central Military Academy, he was not very clear about what subjects the Central Military Academy had.
Seeing that Chen Xiuwen didn't understand, Wang Shaoping explained with a smile: "The Central Military Academy is divided into five disciplines: step, cavalry, artillery, engineering, and transportation." As he said, Wang Shaoping glanced at Chen Xiuwen and said with a deep meaning: "These disciplines cover various branches of the Democratic Revolutionary Army of China. Some disciplines will not only have a relatively affordable position after graduation, but also do not have to go directly to the battlefield."
Chen Xiuwen then understood what Wang Shaoping meant and smiled and said, "Thank you, Adjutant Wang, I will seriously consider choosing a subject."
"Haha." Wang Shaoping smiled and patted Chen Xiuwen on the shoulder and said, "Liberation, the principal has always attached great importance to the construction of the Central Military Academy. There is no shortcut to apply for the exam. However, once admitted, many of my classmates are instructors. In the future, I will be fine if I ask them to take care of you."
Wang Shaoping graduated from Huangpu's fifth class and was able to become Chen Xiude's personal adjutant. In addition to his ability, he was also quite good-looking. He knew that Chen Xiuwen's application for the Central Military Academy this time was a helpless move, so he naturally had to do his best to Chief Chen's baby brother.
Shanghai is not far from Nanjing. The Shanghai-Nanjing high-speed railway in later generations can be reached in more than an hour, but the train now takes more than five hours. After getting off the bus, I walked up to the bus that was already waiting at the station and went straight to the mansion in Shen Xiude in Nanjing.
The Shen family is rich and powerful, and Shen Xiude's public relations are located in the Jiming Temple in downtown Nanjing. A small European-style western-style building has a garden that is comparable to the Shen family courtyard.
Chen Xiude's wife He Zhenru is also a lady in Ningbo City. Chen Xiude was a soldier and married man. He Zhenru lived in Shanghai with her children until Chen Xiude was transferred to Nanjing. She moved over to reunite with her husband. Her eldest sister-in-law is like her mother, and He Zhenru's feelings for Chen Xiuwen are no worse than Chen Xiuping. After receiving a call from her husband last night, she had already prepared Chen Xiuwen's room. She personally cooked and prepared a large table of dishes to welcome Chen Xiuwen.
Registration for the ninth phase of the Central Military Academy will start more than half a month later. During this period, Chen Xiuwen honestly took him to his elder brother's house, practicing his body and reading books every day. In Shen Xiuwen's opinion, it is similar to the civil service examinations in later generations, including physical examinations, written examinations and interviews. Chen Xiuwen didn't care about these. Although he graduated from a third-rate university, his education level in later generations was far higher than that in this era. Moreover, after integrating the original memory of Chen Xiuwen, he was surprised. It was discovered that because Mr. Shen attached great importance to Chen Xiuwen's education, he hired a tutor to tutor him in his early years. It turned out that Chen Xiuwen not only had a very small foundation in Chinese, but also could speak fluent New York-style English. As for physical fitness, after these two months of exercise, although it was incomparable to his strong body in later generations, it was really stronger. He also learned a few moves and kicks from Chen Yi, and with some fighting skills he had learned in the army, it is estimated that two or three people can still deal with it.
Chapter completed!