A certain year, month and day.

You had a dream, and it was pitch black all around you, and there was no way out, only ahead, and you were vaguely summoning you in front.

You found that you were wearing a blue work suit, a baseball hat, and a small leather box. It was like the one I was working in France back then. The wind gently blew across the ends of your hair, just like when you were pursuing your ideal of saving the country and heading to the ocean. You stood there and thought quietly, and then walked forward without any nostalgia.

Walking, you come to a huge port. The lights are brightly lit on the right, the shadows are coming, and the sounds of people are rushing. Brand new and huge ships are preparing to sail. The whistles are ringing throughout the sky, as if urging passengers to board the ship. On the left, there is a vaguely endless deep sea, with dim lights and silent. Under the dark sky, it seems that a storm is brewing. A giant ship is undulating in the waves of the sea, with its muzzle pointing to the distance, but the people on the ship seem to be sleeping.

You looked at the prosperous scene on the right and walked to the left. The gangway of the warship was narrow and long, and no one came out to greet you. You were alone on the boat. You walked through the captain's room, where you met two big bearded men. Although you wanted to talk to them, you did not stop, but searched in cabins one by one. On the boat you had a bizarre encounter. You saw the bare-headed first mate, the powerful second mate with steel-like will, the goatee, the square-framed glasses, the cigar, the red star hat, and the gun hole... Everyone seemed to be busy with their own affairs. Although they met many acquaintances, you didn't know why they came here, but they were not what you were looking for, so you didn't talk to them either.

Finally, you found the familiar figure on the deck of the bow. He was tall, smoking with cigarettes in his right hand and supporting his waist with the other hand. This was a very ordinary person, looking at the ocean, and even without looking back, he already knew your arrival.

"It's you?"

"It's me."

"You're here."

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"I'm already here."

"You're here after all."

"I'm here after all."

Silence, a long silence. It was like two people standing on the top of Mount Tai, their spirits were confronting each other, and the entire ocean was flat.

"Has imperialism been defeated?" asked the great man.

"We have not been able to defeat imperialism, we have become imperialism." You replied cautiously, even if you have a lot to say, thousands of words have been condensed into this sentence without realizing it.

After a long time... the great man said,

"Did you see this ship? No matter where you will drive her, she will be yours."

You were silent and said after a long time:

"My life belongs to the party and the country."

The man said again:

"You have talent and can do things. I said you are a rare talent."

You calmly replied:

"Each generation has its mission, and I can only do my best."

As soon as the words fell, you suddenly felt the sky was spinning, and a star in the sky suddenly lit up, and the starlight pulled you in.

You have come to the world of the future and entered the night market in a big city in our country. What you see is the same as the poems someone wrote back then.

The street lights were bright from afar, as if countless stars were shining.

The stars in the sky appeared, as if countless street lights were lit.

I think there must be a beautiful street market in the ethereal sky.

Some items displayed on the street market must be rare in the world.

In the stars, you see the future market of the country. The lights in the market are like the galaxy in the sky, and the goods displayed in the market are also unthinkable.

He was an ordinary young man, and the only real figure you met in your dream. Even if you knew their existence, you could not communicate. You sat at the table next to him, nodded to him with a smile, saying hello. You saw the prosperity of the future, and you still want to know more, where is happiness? What does it look like, where does it come from? Where to go?

The young man invited you to come and have a drink and chat, and you happily agreed.

"You look like dxp," the young man poured you wine and said, "Everyone said that, but I actually look younger than him." You said with a smile.

"It would be a pity if you don't become a special actor. The last person who acted so much like the other person had a car accident when he was walking in a few years ago, and it seemed that he didn't come out much later. Now that he hasn't found a suitable special actor, if you debut, you will probably make a lot of money. However, this is his image in his later years. There shouldn't be many scenes in this regard, which is not as good as the chairman's scenes at this age. In addition, the guy who acted very much like the chairman in his later years also died while walking in his later years."

"This is really sad news, but what is walking? It sounds like a dangerous thing, so why are they still going?" you asked curiously.

"It's just about running commercial performances, that is, to coax people to make money. The people love the fun and miss the older generation of revolutionaries and leaders. So those guys who look like food stand on the platform, wave their hands, and shout a few words, like long live the people, the stinky tofu in the Fire Palace is delicious (Xiangtan dialect), or I am the son of the people, I love this land and the people (4 Sichuan accent), and I can deceive people and make money. It's just a performance. Others can go to shopping malls, go to party, and go to fun as long as they pay for the wedding and white weddings." The young man said with a lip.

"So that's the case, that's not a good thing." Although you don't understand this behavior very well, you also see the essence of the problem.

"I don't like this kind of thing. I have seen many of those guys who run the field. Many of them look like their skins. In fact, they are also more or less blasphemous against the old revolutionaries, at least they violated their portrait rights or something else. Anyway, they just don't like it." The young man picked up his glass and touched you, raised his head and had a drink.

You picked up the wine glass and put it in your hand. You don’t want to drink at this time, you just want to ask questions. You said in 4chuan Mandarin, "Whether the chairman or comrade XP, the revolutionary leader is also ordinary people. Fighting is also stinking and cannot be worshipped by personality. Like those in those years, the lessons are very profound. You should walk down from the altar, come from the masses, and go to the masses. This is the truth that we GCD people should practice."

"It's right to say this. I've watched that movie that harms the country and the people and causes endless harm. There is a point in it. I still remember it. It's about the people who regard dragons as totem, supreme and admire them. On the other hand, they pull dragons out to play games during festivals and festivals. But I don't remember the conclusion. Anyway, you can tell it without thinking about it. It's just that this is the bad nature of our nation, backwardness, rigidity, stubbornness, etc. Compared with the moon in the West, the roads are round, and handkerchiefs are not dirty. Children can walk a hundred miles a day, and there must be oil paper bags hidden on the side of the highway. We are just bad, and the West is good, that's good. The movie is a big liar, but if you look at some truth from another perspective, the butt determines the head, and it's really a different feeling."

Your heart suddenly jumped. Such reactionary films reached the point where we were talking casually on the roadside chatting. Where was our propaganda position? It was lost, negligent, and even a traitor. You were very concerned about this issue at this moment. You poured a glass of wine for the young man and asked, "What kind of film is that? I don't seem to have seen it, where did you see it?"

"Of course I saw it on TV. I just looked young, but I was not young anymore. Actually, it was nothing you hadn't seen or didn't remember it. Although it was a poisonous person, it only took a short time when it was booming. Anyway, it was just the way to create public opinion for the bourgeois liberalization. But some things later were rarely explained clearly. We don't know the whole story. Anyway, so many years have passed. At least we will survive and will not be like Iraq, Ukraine, and Syria. Do you think it is..."

When you saw that the young man was unwilling to talk about this topic again, you stopped talking in time and asked a question that he had been very concerned about just now.

"Have there any changes in our country now? What do you think?" Unconsciously, your tone was filled with a hint of earnestness.

The young man is not a talkative person, nor is he willing to exchange views on that matter with strangers. Although so many years have passed, he is more or less a taboo in his heart. However, it is better for two people to chat than drinking alone, and he is happy to change the topic of the other party.

"This topic is a bit big. You really look like dxp and speak like accent. How to say it? In the words of the Internet, it is today China. As you wish. Our country is now the fastest economic growth in the world, the second largest economy in the world, the country with the most foreign exchange reserves, the world's factory, the steel production accounts for more than half of the world, and......"

I really don’t dare to read most of the contents in the above letter.

My name is Lin Qianjun.

In order to defend my motherland, I crossed the wall of Zhennan Pass and fought bloody battles with the enemy in the uninhabited area of ​​the rainforest. I made contributions in front of the French building, and was injured on Langshan Street, hit through the minefields, and waded through the minefields. I once used a pistol to penetrate the enemy's head in an execution manner. I also encountered a giant python as thick as a bucket when lurking. I thought I had reached the state of thinking of taking life and death indifferently, and if I didn't accept it, I had never been so embarrassed, or helpless, uncomfortable, or even scared at this moment. I didn't know that I could have such complex emotions.

I also thought that I had learned a lot in the intelligence system and could face any situation calmly, but I found that I was really too young.

In the group, you can't know what will happen to you in the next second, just as you can't predict how crazy and terrifying the "butterflies" will be if they are happy.

Just now I was just reading documents about rare earth work in the office, but now I am checking the country's most secret letter in the most core confidential document room.

"Butterfly" wrote the letter to the No. 1 leader himself, the legendary "Zero Machine", a letter from a future person who chats and laughs with the highest leaders of the party and the country, telling him about his future situation. If it were in the past, "sighting at the big inner world" would have deceived the emperor and committed the death penalty of being a big deal, well, although that is no longer a matter of attention now, but...

Now I know so many secrets from the future Chief No. 1, what should I do?
Chapter completed!