Hello, 1983

At the Capital Airport, Liu Qingshan dragged a large suitcase and walked into the waiting hall, surrounded by a dozen young students who were two or three years older than him.

They are all of this group of students studying in the United States. There are several classmates with red eye circles. They have just said goodbye to their relatives outside, and they must not have calmed down.

But at this moment, they can't hide their excitement. Studying abroad is something that many people dream of in this day and age.

These children of heaven, through their own efforts, are fortunate enough to become a member of the army of studying abroad, which is more joy and excitement.

Everyone looked curiously at the various people in the waiting hall, and in their minds, they looked forward to the wonderful new life after arriving there.

But the vast majority of them do not know that the road ahead will be even more difficult.

Liu Qingshan was the calmest one, his eyes swept around the hall, he was not looking for something strange, but looking for someone.

Finally, several familiar figures entered his line of sight. Liu Qingshan asked a senior next to him to help him take a look at the salute, and then walked towards those people.

Brother-in-law, writer Lu, Xiaoxiao.

Liu Qingshan looked at the three people in front of him with a smile. Yesterday, they made an appointment to meet on the phone because their flight times were similar.

These three people, going to Ying Lun, Gao Wenxue and Lu Writer, are nominally invited to communicate, but in fact, they are going to meet the translation team that Victor found.

As for Zheng Xiaoxiao, she also went abroad to study. She went to Cambridge, majoring in literature. As it happened, she went with two writers who were also teachers and friends.

Sanfeng! Gao Wenxue patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder affectionately.

Qingshan! Writer Lu shook hands with him, and his joy was also beyond words.

Stubborn donkey. After Zheng Xiaoxiao struggled for a while, he opened his arms and hugged Liu Qingshan, but the low address in his mouth made Liu Qingshan stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he didn't feel a smile: You girl, you used to call me that often, but this time I finally got caught.

Zheng Xiaoxiao's face was slightly red: We will all be away from home soon, and we must take care of ourselves.

Liu Qingshan nodded, then raised his hand and patted her on the head gently:

You should take care of your two cheap masters first. Their self-care ability is poor enough, and it seems that you are similar.

Accompanied by the announcement of the announcer on the radio,

Zheng Xiaoxiao and his party all waved goodbye to Liu Qingshan. The plane they were on had already started boarding.

Goodbye, three writers. Liu Qingshan also smiled and waved, and then added: Little writer, come on!

Zheng Xiaoxiao was a little sad at first, but after listening to Liu Qingshan's words, he only felt a warm current surged up, and suddenly, he seemed to be injected with endless courage.

When Liu Qingshan returned to his main unit, he saw a senior who was looking at him with a smile.

This college student named Xiao Zihou is also from Huaqing. Maybe he knew Zheng Xiaoxiao, and he began to comfort Liu Qingshan:

Admitted to university, educated youth returning to the city, and studying abroad, these are the three big sticks to break up the mandarin ducks, brother, just think about it.

This guy is a little familiar, and he gently patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder, as if someone came over to persuade his little brother.

It may be because he entered the school at an older age. Xiao Zihou looked like he was already twenty-seven or eighteen years old. Liu Qingshan also reached out his hand and patted Xiao Zihou's shoulder:

Old Xiao, you won't catch up with all three, will you?

On the contrary, Xiao Zihou was a little resentful when he was given the first army by the younger brother: Brother, am I such a poor person?

After making a few jokes, the relationship between the two people is quite close. Xiao Zihou arched Liu Qingshan with his shoulders:

Brother, it's the little white face over there. His daughter-in-law sent him off just now. This bastard actually told them to get a divorce. His daughter-in-law has a big belly.

Liu Qingshan followed his gaze and saw that the classmate sitting on the chair was also looking towards them coldly. It was estimated that he heard Lao Xiao's remarks.

This guy's complexion is a little pale, and he is really a white face. He is not bad, but he feels a little gloomy.

In the past few days, a group of people have been training together, and it is impossible to talk about how familiar they are. At least they know their names and schools. Liu Qingshan remembers that this guy seems to be called Wang Mengfei.

Although this kind of thing happened, under the circumstances at the time, it was normal.

But this guy is too heartless. After this kind of person goes out, I am afraid that he will never come back.

A man who doesn't even love his relatives, how can he expect him to be patriotic?

Therefore, neither Liu Qingshan nor Xiao Zihou did not avoid each other's gaze, but stared at that Wang Mengfei with contempt.

A wry smile suddenly appeared on Wang Mengfei's face. He shook his head mockingly. He didn't know if he was muttering to himself or telling the two people:

I can finally leave this damn place. My soul has long since flown to the United States, and that is the paradise where I realize the value of my life...

Perhaps in the waiting hall at the moment, there are not a few people who have the same thoughts as him, but these words sounded particularly harsh to Liu Qingshan.

No matter what you've been through in the past, maybe you've been through a lot of hardships, maybe you've been treated unfairly.

But you can be admitted to university, receive higher education, and be sent out to study abroad, but on the other hand, you have to hate the place where you were born and raised. Isn't this an ungrateful white-eyed wolf?

Damn it, I really want to beat someone right now. Xiao Zihou's fists were clenched so loudly.

Before this guy took the university entrance exam, he probably worked at home for a while, his skin was tanned, his hands were full of calluses, and his fists looked very strong.

In Liu Qingshan's mind, the same thought flashed by just now, but he was really worried about Xiao Zihou's impulsiveness, and stretched out his hand to hold the other person's shoulder:

Everyone will be punished for their mistakes.

At this time, the team leader Secretary Wei greeted everyone to come over: It's almost our turn for this flight. What should be said, I have already said it during the training a few days ago.

I would like to emphasize one last point. When we go abroad, we represent China. Don't lose face to your motherland.

The international students all nodded, but some were sincere, while others seemed to be casual.

As long as they get on the plane, the sky is high and the bird is flying. In the future, who will be their motherland?

After a while, everyone started boarding. Their flight was going to Hujiang for a transfer, so they were only on a medium-sized plane, and there was no difference between first class and economy class.

Most of these international students are expected to be flying for the first time, so they are very excited.

Xiao Zhao, come here, take a picture for me first.

Lao Xiao sat down against the porthole, and asked a classmate from the school to help take pictures. That Xiao Zhao had a camera.

It's not easy to fly by plane these days, so it's still very common to take pictures on the plane to commemorate this kind of thing.

Liu Qingshan originally wanted to bring a camera, but there were a lot of things, so he finally decided to go there and buy another camera.

The classmates were excited, but a disdainful voice suddenly entered their ears:

A group of old hats are not ashamed.

Everyone looked at the sound, but on the other side of the aisle, a young man was sitting, projecting a disdainful look at them.

This guy has a good-looking appearance, a very angular face, showing a heroic spirit, and he also wears a well-fitting and elegant suit, which looks extraordinary.

It's the arrogant look on his face that makes people feel a little tired.

Liu Qingshan and the other international students also wore suits uniformly, but it is estimated that everyone doesn't usually wear suits, so they all look fat and big, and they really have a rustic taste.

Only Liu Qingshan's suit was tailor-made by someone before, which is more decent.

Most of the international students went back to their seats in silence, they didn't want to cause trouble.

Lao Xiao was a little unhappy. He was about to rush over to have a theory with the other party, but was stopped by the secretary Wei with his eyes: When you are away from home, it is better to do more than one less thing.

Liu Qingshan didn't act like a bird either, so it's better to ask everyone to get used to it a little bit, because when you get there, you'll be despised more.

There is even more extreme discrimination.

However, Liu Qingshan still looked at the person carefully and remembered his appearance. After all, the sentence just now included Liu Qingshan.

At the same time, Liu Qingshan also noticed that on the seat by the window inside the guy's seat, there was also an old foreign lady sitting.

She has many wrinkles on her face and gray hair, and she is estimated to be at least seventy years old.

The old lady was dressed in jewels, and looking at her posture, she must have been a radiant beauty when she was young.

I saw her smiling at the young man, and then said in English, Wang, those people are your compatriots, why are you mocking them?

Liu Qingshan then regarded the young man as an escort such as the translator of the old lady.

Who knows, when the young man opened his mouth, Liu Qingshan was completely shocked.

I saw that guy kissed the wrinkled face of the old lady Yang: Oh, dear Merry, aren't we married, so I and they are not compatriots.

Liu Qingshan blinked his eyes twice, to tell the truth, he was really disgusted.

This Mr. Wang, in order to achieve the purpose of going abroad, even married a foreign old lady who was about the same age as his grandmother. This is really a forest, and there are all kinds of birds.

Although the other international students did not master English as well as Liu Qingshan, they had guessed something from the affectionate behavior of the two.

Haha, I've heard of someone who recognizes a thief as a father before, but today I opened my eyes. Lao Xiao laughed happily.

The Mr. Wang was furious: Boy, keep your mouth clean. After being careful over there, you won't know how to die.

Xiao Zihou had endured him for a long time. If he wasn't on the plane, he couldn't spit anywhere.

We don't have your ability to eat soft rice. Even if we wash the dishes, we will use our own hands to make money to eat.

Liu Qingshan felt that although this old Xiao had a bit of a cheap mouth, he had a straightforward temperament and was quite cute, and he was worth making friends with.

Boy, wait, you look good!

That Mr. Wang glared at Xiao Zihou fiercely, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Wang, the way you are now is very uneducated. The old woman named Merry suddenly said.

The Mr. Wang immediately put on a smile: Merry, my dear, these guys are so annoying, they dare to laugh at us.

The speed at which this guy changed his face was really fast. But at the moment, the smile on his face is so bright, and with his handsome face, he really looks very attractive, no wonder he can catch a foreign old lady.

The old woman also had a smile on her face: Wang, this is a fact. We can't change other people's thoughts, so we don't need to be angry at all. As long as we truly love each other, we don't need to care about other people's opinions.

Mai Rui, your wisdom makes my heart the most. Mr. Wang's mouth was like smeared with honey, sweet to the old lady's heart.

It's just that when others hear it, there is an urge to vomit.

Liu Qingshan can only sigh: the most cheap people are invincible.

Old Xiao still wanted to have a few words with the shameless one, but was stopped by a classmate in front of him who turned his head and looked at him, so he turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window.

The plane took off and landed. At the airport in Hujiang, everyone got off the gangway. Seeing that Mr. Wang helped the old lady Yang into the waiting hall, the classmate who stopped Lao Xiao just said:

Don't provoke that guy. That guy's name is Wang Fujun. Everyone in the capital circle knows him. He is a ruthless master.

On this point, everyone agrees: people who can be cruel to themselves can be imagined even more to others.

The classmate's home is in the capital, and he obviously knows Wang Fujun's old man, so I will briefly introduce it to everyone.

To say this, he is really a genius. He used to be an educated youth. After returning to the city, he didn’t go to work in the factory he arranged.

Over the years, he has become fluent in English.

Just last year, this guy got acquainted with a foreign old lady who came to the capital to travel. She didn't know how to get it. The old lady just liked him and actually married this guy.

Wang Fujun has finally realized his dream of immigrating. It is said that this old woman named Merry has quite a lot of assets in the United States. Although she is not a billionaire, she still has tens of millions of dollars.

When the time comes, the old lady kicks her legs to the west, and Wang Fujun will be able to inherit the inheritance and become rich suddenly.

Everyone was stunned when they heard it, and their moods were very complicated, and most of them showed contempt.

If only I had such luck.

An envious voice suddenly sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention, and looking at the sound, it was indeed the little white face named Wang Mengfei.

Everyone turned their heads and stayed far away from this guy. They were ashamed to be in company.

After resting for more than two hours in Hujiang, everyone boarded the plane again, this time with a large Boeing 747.

After the plane whistled and sprinted into the sky, flying above the white clouds, including Liu Qingshan, most of the international students looked out of the window. It is estimated that everyone's mood is the same at the moment:

Goodbye, my homeland!

Infected by these classmates, Liu Qingshan, of course, has the same thoughts, but he silently added a sentence in his heart: I will return to your arms soon...