The sky and Fanjing in Liucheng are very hot. Huang Xinquan's house has iced hulk sand. Zhang Qingchuanyao and his two men came in and asked someone to give each of them a portion and said proudly: "How is it? It tastes pretty good, right?"

"Not bad, not bad!" Zhang Qingyun said hurriedly. Looking at Huang Xinquan's expression, you will know that this thing has its origin.

"Haha!" Huang Xinquan smiled happily and said, "The mung beans are produced by themselves in the yard. They are not good varieties and pollution-free. They are the best to eat in summer!"

Zhang Qingyun and Zhao Jiayao looked at each other and felt that Huang Xinquan was becoming more and more like an old cadre. In the past few years, Huang Xinquan used to be concerned about the affairs of the system every year, but today it became such a situation.

After chatting with Huang Xinquan for a while, Zhang Qingyun couldn't help but report on his entry into Beijing to him.

Huang Xinquan heard it very carefully, his expression did not change at the beginning. He just nodded no matter what Zhang Qingyun said. When Zhang Qingyun talked about the dispute between the Qingjiang Municipal Party Committee Secretary, his brows furrowed, and his face became a little unfair. Until Zhang Qingyun finished speaking, his expression still did not return to normal.

"Qingyun, what do you think about this? I feel regretful?" After a long time, Huang Xinquan suddenly felt cold.

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Zhang Qingyun's face turned red and said nothing, which was probably a pity, but seeing that Huang Xinquan's face was not good-looking, he did not dare to say what he was in his heart directly.

"Hey!" Huang Xinquan smiled slightly, his expression became serious, and he said, "You regret that you must have done a lot in Qingjiang, right?"

Zhang Qingyun was stunned for a moment and said, "Secretary. I have been in Xiaojiang for so long. Qingjiang is very familiar with all aspects of work, so "I am still sure."

"Yeah!" Huang Xinquan nodded, "I feel relieved if you have this kind of thinking. Now that you have come to the capital, since you come, let's have peace!"

Zhang Qingyun nodded and said yes. Huang Xinquan nodded from afar. He seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say it. After a while, he said: "It's good to leave Jiangnan. I thought Zhan Jianghui was much better than me, but now it seems not necessarily."

Zhang Qingyun glanced at him in confusion, wondering what he meant, but Huang Xinquan just clicked and quickly opened up the topic and continued:

"You, the time is right to go to Beijing. It is better to stay in Beijing for a while than to be unable to hide your sharpness in Jiangnan. There are always some taboos in the officialdom. Promoting too quickly may not be good. In this regard, there is no need to strive to be the first. This is not easy to be the first!" "I understand when the secretary said it!" Zhang Fengyun said.

"Do you really understand?" Huang Xinquan frowned, "No! You can't understand. If you could understand, you would come to see me like this? You will understand at this age. You will have decades left to go!"

Zhang Qingyun did not expect Huang Xinquan to suddenly react so fiercely, and was caught off guard. He blushed. Zhao Jiayao, who was beside him, was also a little embarrassed and stood up.

Huang Xinquan sighed and said, "Okay. OK! I won't talk about this anymore. I already know the situation. You guys go and do your business!"

After leaving Huang Xinquan's house, Zhang Qingyun sat alone in the car to think about the conversation just now. Although he didn't understand a lot, it can be seen from Huang Xinquan's expression that he at least did not think that he was a mistake in Beijing. On the contrary, Secretary Huang thought that the time he was entering Beijing was right at this time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyun's mood improved a lot. Zhang Qingyun believed in his vision of Huang Xinquan and others. After thinking about it carefully, he said something.

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It must have been a sensational thing to mention the Secretary of the Jiang Municipal Party Committee in Jiangnan. If you are old, you may not have such cases in the country. Maybe you are the first person to try it out.

Once this is the case, it is impossible to hide your edge. From now on, you will have to live in the spotlight, be stared at everywhere, not make mistakes, and not have braids. Wouldn't that kind of life be uncomfortable?

Zhang Qingyun thought about this and felt that his mood had been relaxed a lot, but he couldn't be completely relieved after all. He also remembered Huang Xinquan's words just now. Maybe he was really obsessed with progress at his age! His obsession with progress was so strong that he was unwilling to look back. At this moment, someone pressed his head and might be a blessing to lose his fortune!

The party school dormitory looks very old from the outside. The brick walls and glazed tiles have faded a lot after wind and rain. The dormitory building is a four-story building, which is very vigilant. It is said that except for the school teachers, students and inspectors, this place is not allowed to enter.

Zhang Qingyun found his room according to the dormitory license plate on the student card. There was a room and a living room. The room was not big, with a bed of about 1.5 meters, an office desk, office chair inside. There was also a computer, bedding, toiletries, etc., and the grade should be comparable to a three-star hotel.

In the obvious location of the wall, Zhang Qingyun read the stickers for precautions for students' dormitories. The "Things" stipulated very carefully, including the accommodation, the placement of items, and the lights out time. It was different from the small execution of Bu Xuewu.

Zhang Qingyun touched the stickers on the wall with his hand. The ordinary flank paper. After a long time, the corners of his mouth finally curled up. He understood why the teacher would teach the first lesson of entering the party school when registering for the school year was to complete the change of identity.

What is the change of identity? Of course, it refers to the change of identity from an official to a student. Looking at these rules and regulations, it is so real and specific, Zhang Qingyun feels that he is indeed a student now!

When Zhang Qingyun opened the curtains, he saw a few people outside the dormitory building joking. Judging from his clothes, he should also be students from the dormitory building of the city class. His expression was not very similar to that of leading cadres at this time. Obviously, they were also working hard to make such an attempt to change their identity, just like themselves.

Without much hesitation, Zhang Qingyun went out to greet the few people. Everyone shook hands naturally. After reporting their names, they confirmed that they were all students of the training class of this prefecture-level city class. Except for Zhang Qingyun, they all came from northern provinces, one of them was a tall man. He was almost as old as Tian Sui. He was called Ou Changkun, and he looked at Zhang Qingyun with a squinted look:

"The classmates from Jiangnan are indeed young! Is Secretary Zhang the youngest in our training class this time? If this is true, you should treat us. Please have a meal together!"

After he said this, the other people agreed. Zhang Qingyun said with a bow: "It's okay to treat you. But you have to wait for the end of your studies or weekends. It's not possible. The school rules and regulations must be abide by!"

Several people looked at each other and laughed for a long time. Those who stood here and joked were usually senior leaders. How could they say such a word? But now everyone is gathered together. They all come from different places and are changing their identities at the same time. This feeling is surprisingly good, at least Zhang Qingyun feels good!

Everyone talked and laughed, and soon they became familiar with each other. Those who could go here to study were elites. Everyone put away their hypocrisy and politeness in the officialdom, and talked and laughed politely and frankly. On the first night when everyone entered the Party School, life was not very difficult!

At around 7 o'clock the next morning, Zhang Qingyun was still awakened by the ringtone in her sleep. When she opened the window, she saw that everyone was busy outside. He was shocked and quickly cleaned up and coughed, went to the cafeteria to have breakfast. When he came back, he saw that everyone was already lined up in front of the dormitory building.

Ou Changkun, who had chatted with Zhang Qingyun yesterday, said: "Secretary Zhang, why don't you change your clothes quickly and line up to attend the opening ceremony."

Zhang Qingyun bowed and was about to go back to the room to change his formal clothes. Not to mention that he was really busy for a while. When he came out again, there were already many people in front of the dormitory building, and the scene was a bit noisy.

Zhang Qingyun naturally walked to Ou Changkun and the others. Now everyone was discussing the issue of the secretary. Ou Changkun said in a rough voice that everyone has become disabled people and can do nothing without the secretary. He specifically mentioned that he had to get up in the morning and fold the quilt. After working for a long time, he still failed.

"Secretary Zhang, you're here! I think that although you are highly dependent on the secretary among us, you came the latest this morning, right?" Ou Changshen joked when he saw Zhang Qingyun coming.

Zhang Qingyun was about to speak when suddenly the crowd gradually became quiet. Someone reminded the organizers to arrive, and everyone stood up quickly.

The organizers of the city leaders' training class this time were a man and a woman, both of whom were about forty years old. Both of them were very kind and kind. The organizers took their seats and called them first, and then they naturally joked with everyone. The scene was very enthusiastic. The most asked was the situation of the opening ceremony later. The organizers also answered questions and satisfied the curiosity of many people.

Zhang Qingyun stood behind, looking at the group of senior party officials in front of him who were over aged on average, and suddenly became more deeply aware of the education of the Party School. Just imagine that if it weren't for the environment created by the Central Party School, how could these people show such innocent and frank side?

Party school education is fundamentally a transformation of people's thoughts. This transformation is subtle, and the right place to promote everyone to change their identities quickly is actually a very subtle ideological transformation. Everyone usually struggles through the intrigue and deceptive officialdom, and is depressed in their hearts. Now that there is such an environment, even if it is a show, everyone is willing to show off their true feelings. This is an opportunity given by the Party!

At around 8:30, the organizers began to organize the team. Everyone stood straight in two, led by the organizers and deputy organizers, and lined up into a cave-style auditorium. The school's opening ceremony was held here.

At the moment he entered the auditorium, everyone returned to seriousness. Zhang Qingyun's excitement was hard to express. He knew that he would soon see the important leaders of the Party and the country, and the president of the Central Party School."
Chapter completed!