When Si Xiaofeng's voice selection began like a fire and tea, Jiang Dianhan and Paul Yiqin Gong cried Silicon Valley. When he was in Silicon Valley, he asked Hong Kong girls to cover him, and finally got through the missed classes without missing out. By the time he flew, the two-week presidential election had come to an end. As Wang Hanbing expected, Lan Xiaofeng got 58 votes, far ahead of Xin Qiang's thirty votes, and was elected as the chairman of the new Chinese Students and Scholars Association with high votes.

Lan Xiaofeng postponed the celebration banquet for two days. When Jiang Zhihan came back from Silicon Valley, he drove to the airport to pick him up and went straight to the restaurant where the party was gathered.

This American restaurant mainly sells fish and seafood. Jiang Zhihan doesn't like the seasoning in it very much, and thinks the recipe is a bit rougher, far less than the seafood in Cantonese cuisine. Although the price of the restaurant is not very high, it is not a small number for international students. It seems that Lan Xiaofeng spent a lot of money this time and would like to thank his team for his election.

Jiang Zhihan smiled and said, how can a kind person who treats meals before and after the election is not elected?

When we arrived at the restaurant, everyone else arrived. Several dining tables were connected by head and tail, and temporarily formed a large long dining table. Jiang Zhihan counted about it and there were sixteen people.

Jiang Zhihan patted his shoulder, "Is the monthly living expenses gone?"

Lan Xiaofeng sighed, "Be kind to be honest."

Wang Hanbing continued: "Have you heard it? Everyone should eat as much as possible. The more they eat, the more kind Chairman Xiao Lan will be!" Everyone laughed.

Suddenly someone patted Jiang Zhihan on the shoulder. He looked back and Karin stood behind him with a smile.

Jiang Zhihan said, "You won't go to work here, right?" He remembered that this was not the restaurant where Karin works.

Lan Xiaofeng said next to him: "What! Karin is the guest I invited."

Karin smiled and sat down beside Jiang Zhihan. Her beautiful eyes looked around and saw many people looking at her curiously. She didn't agree with it, and leaned over and muttered to Jiang Zhihan in a low voice, asking him what Lan Xiaofeng's happy event was.

When the two of them were squeaking, the guests were all here.

Lan Xiaofeng asked for two bottles of champagne. He opened it and poured it for everyone. He raised his glass and said, "We don't say anything, just one word, thank you! Come on, cheers!"

Everyone responded in a hurry.

Lao Gong shouted, "You have to say something." Come on. Xiaolan, for the Chairman!"

Everyone calls me together, "Chairman Lan!"

Jiang Zhihan raised his cup "Well, for the victory of great democracy!"

Several guys laughed heartlessly.

Wang Hanbing knocked on the table, "Xiao Lan is good, it's wrong, Chairman Lan is good, there is a beginning and an end to treat guests, but the river is burning the bridge. Come, for the sake of eating and drinking."

Except for a few girls, everyone teased Lan Xiaofeng with laughter.

Lan Xiaofeng's face was flushed, and he felt a little proud of his youth.

When he saw that the boys had spoken, he said, "I don't want to hear what you said. Actually, what I want to hear is the congratulations from the beauties. Jiarong?

Zhuang Jiarong smiled gently and raised her cup, "Xiaofeng, I wish you to find your beloved sister as soon as possible with the help of the elected spring breeze!"

Lan Xiaofeng stroked his chest with his left hand, "I will definitely seek up and down without any regrets."

Someone shouted: "I vomited."

Li Fei continued: "Xiao Lan, you must serve the people after becoming the chairman! I won a Sha'an. You will be responsible for contacting me with a small truck on Sunday to transport it. OK?"

Lan Xiaofeng looked sad, "No one has a pickup here." However, although the task is very arduous, I will definitely complete the task for my senior sister!"

Jiang Zhihan joined the ranks of boys. He knocked on the fork in his hand and said, "I've spitted!"

The girls from the motor department said hummingly: "Xiaofeng, are you interested in me? I have been waiting for you to confess my love for a long time!"

Lan Xiaofeng waved his hands repeatedly, "No, that's purely a misunderstanding!" Several girls were together.

Finally, Lan Xiaofeng turned his attention to Karin, "Karin, congratulations to me?"

Karin didn't understand very well, so Jiang Zhihan leaned over to help her translate.

Feng Lin's eyes rolled and said in very standard Chinese: "You must have fun in life, don't let the golden cup face the moon in vain." He raised his wine glass gracefully, gave a faraway to him, and drank a sip.

The classmates were obviously shocked by her old tricks, and even Lan Xiaofeng, who had heard her show off her Chinese, couldn't help but make a sound.

It took him a long time before he said, "Zhihan, don't you say a word to me?"

Jiang Zhihan smiled and raised his wine glass at him, "The flowers bloom should be broken, and you must be broken, don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches."

At noon on Monday, Jiang Zhihan specially ate lunch half an hour in advance and rushed to the International Student Activities Center.

Walking on the bright spring road, he took out his cell phone and dialed Lan Xiaofeng's number, "I said Xiao, Feng, don't forget to bring a few people to the venue.

Lan Xiaofeng said on the other side of the phone, don’t worry, how could I forget your affairs?

At 12:30 noon today, there was a lecture at the International Learning and Mang Activity Center. The person who hosted the lecture was originally Karin. She had been at the service center a few days ago, so when she first met Jiang Zhihan, she claimed that she was a little... Karin, who was not completely created out of nothing.

Karin and Jiang Zhihan went to skate early ice together on Sunday. The Nordic-born girls are probably in their genes. Karin is very slippery. When she was in high spirits, she performed for Jiang Zhihan for a week and a half. She accidentally fell down and twisted her ankle, which was swollen like a steamed bun. She probably had to rest in bed this week.

Because time was too tight and there was no time to find a replacement, Karin forced Jiang Zhihan to prepare a lecture and temporarily replace her.

Today, Jiang Zhihan spent half a night preparing the lecture, called "Tell You a Real China", which is a very scary and big topic. In order to download the pictures last night, the editor Bi Xin was busy until 2:30 in the middle of the night. Before he forgot, he called Lan Xiaofeng and asked him to bring a few people to help make the scene.

Although I have seen many big scenes and hosted one company meeting after another, Jiang Zhihan recalled that he hadn’t given a speech in school for a long time. The most real time left in his memory was the first place in the physics test in the second year of high school. He walked to the podium to introduce his learning experience to everyone.

He still remembered that he was in high spirits and talking on it. It was not until the bell rang that he walked down reluctantly. Ni Shang was greeted with some praise and admiration, which made him feel as if he was a teenager that gravity seemed to disappear and his body seemed to be about to fly.

Jiang Zhihan debugged the projector and looked back at the big screen. He suddenly felt a little funny. For some reason, these old memories suddenly emerged. Maybe it was because life in the United States was too leisurely and had time to travel thousands of miles, so that he could remember the past from time to time!

Look at the watch, the second hand points to the small and medium size, exactly twelve to thirty.

Jiang Zhihan looked up and saw that there were about fifty seats in the Xiaodian classroom, and they were 80% full. Lan Xiaofeng, who was sitting in the last row, stretched out his thumb and greeted him from afar.

Jiang Zhihan pressed the button on the podium, and the lights in the classroom dimmed.

He opened Bi's cover and said, "My name is Jiang Zhihan, and his English name is Daniel. I come from China. Today, in this half an hour, I want to talk to you about my motherland."

He stopped and continued: "I met many American classmates and friends in the English training center, in class, and on campus. I have asked many people a simple question. What do you know about China? Anything "unexpectedly, everyone knows very little. Most people will say, China, well, there are many people. What about Ranhe?" No more

Jiang Zhihan said: "I was curious after several similar experiences. So I designed several simplest questions. For example, I asked everyone I knew who was not from ours. How many cities do you know in China? As a result, 50% of people know Beijing and 60% of people know Tibet. To be precise, Tibet is not a city, but we are just one answer. Only 20% of people know Shanghai and Ningxia. As for Zhongzhou where I was born and Qingzhou where I was in college, it is a famous place in China. Unfortunately, no one knows. In other words, on average, the friends I know know only one and a half Chinese cities. Think about it, the people I sampled are all people who have received or are receiving higher education, and they are very willing to contact the outside world. For ordinary people, they should know even less.

He paused and continued: "For the world, China is still a mysterious country.

And I firmly believe that true mutual understanding is the first and most important step to establishing a good relationship. So, today, I want to guide everyone through a very general and simple journey and have the most intuitive impression. In my heart, what kind of place is China? How are the people there living? I am honored to have such an opportunity to introduce to you a real China in my mind."

Several people stood up in the front row and applauded very seriously. Lan Xiaofeng also stood up, shouting in a strange voice, "Yupi!"

Jiang Zhihan glared at him fiercely.

He kept smiling and chatted casually with several American and European students who walked onto the stage. Someone asked him for Fan’s documents. Jiang Zhihan pointed to the email address on the last page and sent me a letter and I will definitely reply to you.

Some people say that sometimes you can feel that sense of belonging only by staying away.

At noon on Monday, Jiang Zhihan stood on the podium and felt this deeply. Although he had many complaints and hated something, he was very sincere and proud to stand here today, and he said to everyone very sincerely and proudly,

This is my motherland!

I am proud of it!

Thank you for your support!
Chapter completed!