C2 General entrance examination

When they arrived at Xiaonan Gate, a sign with the words "National Army Military Officer School Exam" was impressively pasted on the door of Guangdong Normal University. There was also a "Inspiration from the Army Officers School Examination Board" on the side.

In front of the university was a group of armed soldiers and officers who had recorded their names.

The investigation here was very tight. Today's class was on vacation, so other than the students attending the exam, there were also teachers. Before Li Boyang entered, a soldier stopped him.

"Name!"

"Li Boyang!"

The officer sitting at the entrance raised his head and glanced at Li Boyang. He found his name in the registration form, drew a circle, and then handed over an admission ticket. "Enqueue up for physical examination."

Li Boyang walked along the campus and saw a group of students standing in line for a medical examination. They said it was a medical examination, but they didn't have the necessary conditions. However, there was an army doctor who simply checked everyone's eyesight, height, limbs, disability, and any significant infectious diseases.

For a tall and fair youth like Li Boyang, the doctor only needed to take a glance to know that he had passed.

After Lee Boyang finished his medical examination, another officer led them into the school building. They followed the admission ticket into the classroom to take the first exam — the essay competition. The topic is to ask the examinee to discuss the causes of China's poverty and the best strategy to save it.

This topic was not difficult. Every knowledgeable youth had their own opinions. Li Boyang answered on the paper without hesitation, "The weakness of China lies in the different orders of the country. The purpose of saving China is to eliminate the warlords and promote unity."

In less than half an hour, the answer was completed, followed by the subjects of mathematics, history, geography, and so on. Mathematics was an addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, history was a modern celebrity story, geography was a national mountain.

In terms of the level of middle school students at that time, the most important thing was to test whether the students had a certain cultural foundation. After all, the purpose of the military academy was to train a group of officers of high quality.

As there are many students, the written examination is conducted separately. Some students take the oral examination first and then the written examination, while Li Boyang takes the written examination first and then the oral examination.

The officer led the students who had completed their written examination to a classroom and lined up, indicating for them to go in one by one.

"Wen Qi Dai!"

"Song Xi Lian!"

"Left quan!"

"…"

"Jiang Xianyu!"

The voices of the examinees answering the questions were getting more and more agitated. There was no lack of talented youngsters among them, and this caused a commotion among the students attending the examination.

Li Boyang saw a handsome young man around twenty years old walk into the examination hall. He was confused as he asked a student beside him, "Is Jiang Xianyun very famous?"

Du Yuming who came from Shaanxi Province was deep in thought with his head lowered when he suddenly heard a familiar voice talking to him. He raised his head and saw that it was a fair skinned youth who was looking at him with a smile.

He smiled and said, "Jiang Xianyun is a well-known Communist Party member who has led the workers' movement many times."

"So that's how it is!" Li Boyang suddenly realized that there were many talents hidden in the military academy. He cupped his hands and said, "Li Boyang, I didn't ask for your name."

Du Yuming opened his mouth and spoke in Shaanxi language that they could understand each other, "Du Yuming, from Mizhi County, Shaanxi Province, I dare not claim to be worthy of your great name."

They were familiar with each other since they were both students from the North. They spoke with similar accents, so it was easy for them to communicate with each other. It had to be said that these students came from all over the world, and they came from all different provinces and cities.

"Li Boyang!"

At the entrance, Li Boyang could finally hear his name being called from inside. Upon his arrival, he walked in confidently.

"Go for it!"

Du Yuming encouraged them from behind.

There were four invigilator teachers sitting in the room. Jiang Zhongzheng and Liao Zhongkai were discussing and evaluating Jiang Xianyun, he admired the young man who was neither humble nor arrogant just now. He took out a pen and notebook from his pocket and wrote down Jiang Xianyun's name.

Li Boyang walked in quickly and stood in the middle of the classroom. As he stood still, he made a loud bang, which attracted the attention of all the examinees.

"I am Li Boyang, a first-class student of Huangpu. I am here to report." Li Boyang gave a military salute and shouted with a sonorous and powerful voice.

This loud voice shocked all of the examiners present. Jiang Zhongzheng rather admired the young man with the military aura, and asked with interest while looking at Li Boyang: "Young people, is your voice loud? You haven't passed the exam, so you can't be considered a first class student of Whampoa. "

Li Boyang raised his head, and looked straight at the bald Jiang Jieshi, who was speaking in Zhejiang language, he only understood after listening intently. Hearing this, Li Boyang smiled. He puffed up his chest and said, "Don't let me do what I want."

This sentence was full of conceit and conceit. The students who came to take the exam were all knowledgeable and talented, and there were also many people who accepted the test. However, all the teachers present frowned when they heard this.

Jiang Zhongzheng maintained his composure, a revolutionary should have the courage of a man, but he did not know if the young man in front of him had a talent that matched his spirit, he wanted to take the examination, and if the Young people in front of him truly had talent, then he would choose the best candidate. On the other hand, boasting would have made him turn his back on it. After some thought, he asked: "Why did Mr. Sun create Huangpu?"

This question seemed simple, but it was hard to answer appropriately. Li Boyang thought for a moment, looked at Jiang Zhongzheng, and honestly said: "I thought it was only seven words."

Jiang Zhongzheng was startled upon hearing this, in his opinion, the Mr. Sun had tens of thousands of reasons, but the young man in front of him only had seven words, he had to listen attentively to what the words were.

Li Boyang smiled and said word by word, "Power comes out of the spear."

As his voice faded, everyone in the classroom became silent. These seven words were truly succinct and thought-provoking. Everyone looked at each other, feeling that the young man in front of them was a rare talent.

To build a military academy, perhaps in the reply of other students, should be to train the talents of the revolution, to eliminate the warlords, and to fight against the strong. However, the words of the young man in front of him were not only obvious, they also reached the acme of perfection. This was something that Mr. Sun Zhongshan had struggled for more than ten years and experienced countless setbacks before finally being enlightened. The reason why the revolution was usurped, destroyed and usurped was because the Revolutionary Party did not have its own revolutionary army.

, who was standing opposite of Li Boyang, slammed the table and laughed out loud, "That's a very good seven words. "Good, very good. What's your name?"

"Student Li Boyang, your calligraphy is perfect!"

"The one who is called Qeran is a noble one." Jiang Zhongzheng kept this name in his heart, as well as the youth in front of him. He said: "When we reach school, you can look for me."

Li Boyang doubtfully asked, "You are?"

One of the skinny military officers laughed: "This is Mr. Jiang Zhongzheng."

Li Boyang heard and was shocked, this was one of Mr. Sun Zhongshan's loyal followers, Mr. Jiang Zhongzheng, the Chairman of the Preparatory Committee for Huangpu Military Academy. He looked at Jiang Zhongzheng and quickly saluted again: "Nice to meet you, teacher.

After Jiang Zhongzheng asked this question, Liao Zhongkai, who was standing at the side, looked at the young man in front of him and thought of going to the academy. He pondered for a moment and asked, "Tell me about the Chinese revolution."

"I don't think the revolution is about treating people to a meal," said Li.

It was the first time Liao Zhongkai had heard such a thing, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart, indicating Li Boyang to continue.

Li Boyang went on: "The revolution in China must not have a trace of compromise with warlords and imperialist powers. In order to win the Chinese revolution, it was necessary to eliminate warlords and establish a national army, not a private army. Foreign countries will fight imperialism and win independence of the nation and personality. At the same time, unite all that can be united, and carry on the revolution to the end. "

When Liao Zhongkai heard this, he could not help but praise out loud: "Well said, with a youth like you who understands the principles of revolution, our revolution will definitely succeed in the future."

Every time he saw a talent, Liao Zhongkai would become happier. It was no wonder that the success of the revolution and the work of the Mr. Sun would all depend on these talents. He looked at Li Boyang cordially, as if he was looking at his own child.

Just a moment ago, Jiang Zhongzheng said that they could find him at school, was that not a success? He happily walked out of the classroom, and at the next oral examination, he raised his fist and cheered for Du Yuming. When Li Boyang walked out, Jiang Zhongzheng noted Li Boyang's name down in the notebook, and said to Liao Zhongkai: "A rare talent."