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If you say that Master An is not at a high position, Xue Anyuan’s power is not important, but the current game is truly a pillar of the world, and the only one who can do his best is An Zaihai, the second-in-commander of the Central Propaganda Department... An Zaihai, Xue Xiang, the only big tree that can rely on in the field of publicity, suddenly fell down, which caught him off guard.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and Xue Xiang and Geng Fulin were sitting opposite each other. The two of them smoked one after another. On the red painted wooden table in front of them, the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. On the edge of the ashtray, there was a pale yellow letter paper, which was still covered with fly-headed small calligraphy. It was Xue Xiang's chapter "The Standard for Testing the Truth".

Geng Fulin was smoking at this moment, not as bored as Xue Xiang. Because when Xue Xiang called Song Zhuzhai at noon, he went out to order food, so he didn't know the news that An Zaihai was dismissed. He kept vomiting, but in fact he couldn't stop smirking Xue Xiang's chapter.

There are always some chapters in this world that can be touching and after reading them, people can't help but close the book and ponder.

But that is all about philosophy, scattered, beautiful, or novels. Usually, it is difficult to reach this level of theoretical chapters. Geng Fulin believes that Xue Xiang's chapter has reached this level, and he is now full of two sentences. These two sentences are very interesting, just at the end of this manuscript.

The first sentence, "The night gives me black eyes, but I use it to find light"; the second sentence, "To sum up, practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

It is actually reasonable to say these two sentences that can make Geng Fulin close the book and ponder.

Let me first talk about this "the night gave me black eyes. But I used it to find light." This was originally a poem written by Gu Cheng, a poet who pioneered the ethos of the 1980s. The poem was called "A Generation". Although the whole poem was short, it was only about twenty words. It revealed the voice of a generation and expressed the people of that era's yearning for breaking through the shackles and pursuing light and freedom.

The first sentence Xue Xiang used in the whole sentence is almost the beginning, and at this time it is said that it is even more loud than the famous Buddhist Zen poem "I have a pearl, which has been blocked by dust for a long time. Once the dust is gone, it shines through thousands of rivers and mountains." It is even louder, and it is thought-provoking and a wake-up call.

The second sentence, which ends in the middle, is "Practice is the only criterion for testing truth", almost summarizes the main points and takes the whole article to fight back against the past erroneous thoughts. Moreover, the discussion that practice is the only criterion for testing truth is not arbitrary or abrupt proposal, but is extended from a large number of works by Marxism, Lenin and Mao. In theory, in terms of political correctness and logical rigor, it is innate and invincible.

After reading such a hero, why don’t Geng Fulin say a sigh? It’s hard to get addicted to it.

Just as Xue Xiang was worried and Geng Fulin was wandering, Dingling, Dinglingling, and the phone on the table rang.

The two looked at each other. Xue Xiang threw a look at Geng Fulin, who understood and picked up the phone, and before he could make a sound, a gentle and thick male voice came from over there: "I am Zhenhua, and I'm called Xue Xiang to the phone."

The two of them were shocked, and it was hard to believe that what came was Zhenhua's phone call.

Geng Fulin almost trembled and murmured at the phone for a few words, and then hurriedly threw the phone to Xue Xiang.

"Going up, I'm Xue Xiang!"

"I know you are young and have no time to talk to you. Let's read it. I have all the pens and papers here." Comrade Zhenhua came up and went straight to the point.

Xue Xiang was overjoyed. With Zhenhua's strength, the sky can be saved!

“…………Practice is not only the criterion for testing truth, but also the only criterion. mzx said that there is only one truth, and who discovered the truth, not based on subjective exaggeration, but based on objective practice….”

Xue Xiang studied the history of the party in his previous life and almost memorized the title. Now he added some of his practices in Kaoshantun as testimony. He could recite it silently without looking at the manuscript: "………The revolutionary mentors not only proposed that practice is the only criterion for testing truth, but also personally made brilliant examples of using practice to test all theories, including theories they proposed…….”

Xue Xiang was at the right time to argue, suddenly, bang bang bang bang, someone slammed the door, and then a low and short shout came everywhere: "Director, Director, I am Xiaoma, please call Captain Xue to run quickly. I just saw the car from the county's electromechanical team and entered the gate of the public security bureau. Then many militias rushed into the public security bureau. I was afraid that if I found something over the phone, I would have to come over immediately."

Xiaoma is Geng Fulin's secretary, and he is the confidant of his heart. Geng Fulin is also a meticulous person. He knew that Xiaoma always asked him to send this and that, but it would be better to open it up to him than to hide it from him. Although it was important, he was careful that Xiaoma could tell the importance of being aware of Xue Xiang's slim residence in his house. He also told Xiaoma not to sit on duty for the time being, and he would stare at the canteen diagonally opposite the public security bureau every day. Unexpectedly, this step of idle chess played a crucial role at this time.

Geng Fulin took a few steps to open the door and put it in Xiaoma. Xiaoma was outside the door for fear that the next door would hear it, so she kept her voice down. Now she came in and quickly told me the cause and effect. Xue Xiang and Geng Fulin were so thoughtful that they knew that the phone had leaked. Comrade Zhenhua on the other side seemed to have heard something happened here and said anxiously: "Xiao Xue, what's wrong? Is there a change? Give me the phone number and I will tell them..."

Xue Xiangke didn't have time to explain his grievances and grievances in Chengtian County to Comrade Zhenhua. At this moment, he had already realized that he and Guo Min's family would never stop. How could he let Guo Min's family seize him and hand over the initiative?

Xue Xiang immediately made a decision to send the manuscript paper and the phone to Geng Fulin, asking him to continue reading the manuscript. He was about to go out, and the downstairs were already hustle and bustle outside the window, all kinds of car lights and searchlights illuminated the entire compound as if it was daytime.

Geng Fulin was stuttering and reciting the manuscript, but when he heard the noise, his face changed drastically. He knew what consequences would be if Xue Xiang was caught in his house. Geng Fulin was so anxious that he sweated like a slurry. Xue Xiang saw it and said hello to Geng Fulin, grabbed the little white tiger on the sofa, stuffed it into his arms, opened the door and ran out.

At this moment, the officials are far less welfare than later generations. Although they live in welfare houses, the county party committee courtyard is just a small building, not a villa group for later generations. Geng Fulin's house is on the second floor. As soon as Xue Xiang came out, he heard footsteps on the stairs, like rain, occasionally mixed with "fast", "Director Guo said he grabbed the prize for five yuan", "Don't let go of the counter-revolutionary part" and other shouts.

Xue Xiang looked up at the light bulb that had been pulled on the stairs, raised his foot and hooked up a piece of gravel, waved his hand to catch it, aimed it at the light bulb and threw it over, but with a bang, there was another rustling sound, and the stairs suddenly darkened.

"What the hell is going on?"

"The light bulb seems to be broken!"

"No, the person named Xue is going to run away!"

“….”

There was a noise at the corner of the first floor. Before turning off the lights, Xue Xiang looked at the clearing of the stairs. He jumped and jumped into the air. He immediately kicked the four or five people who had just turned on the flashlight and turned around the corner and kicked all the people on the stairs, then grabbed and threw them backwards. For a moment, the entire corridor was pitch black, with shouts and screams, and people kept flying downstairs.

Xue Xiang calmed down and shouted: "The person surnamed Xue has escaped, hurry, hurry, five dollars, the person who is chasing downstairs must block the mouth."

At this moment, four or five people rolled down, and there were a bunch of people behind them, dark and unable to see clearly, only knowing that there were indeed people who were constantly retreating and hiking back. Everyone was muttering to the five pieces of reward, and no one was attentive to tell who was just now, and rushed downstairs in a hurry, for fear that others would take the lead. Because there were so many people competing for merit, the entrance of the corridor immediately became crowded, but it was crowded.

Xue Xiang did not hesitate, and took advantage of the darkness and gently stretched out his hand to hook the handrail of the upper stairway. He turned over and turned up, turned around and ran towards the building.

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With a loud bang, the gate of Geng Fulin's house was knocked open. He Jin, who had a fat face, made great strides and rushed in with a group of tiger skins.

At this moment, Xue Xiang had left home, Geng Fulin felt calm and heard the sound, and continued to squat in place without looking back.

At this moment, in He Jin's view, Geng Fulin's hiding Xue Xiang must be a crime. Therefore, he no longer regards him as the No. 2 figure in Chengtian County, but a fish and turtle in a jar. When he saw that the fish and turtle dared to escape without panic, and dared to talk on the phone in a big way, why didn't He Jin angry?

The moment He Jin came in, Geng Fulin just finished reading the manuscript. After all, Xue Xiang had read more than half of it before. When Geng Fulin was relaying, he knew that the person was coming and spoke faster, so it took him a long time. At this moment, the reason why Geng Fulin did not hang up the phone was because Comrade Zhenhua on the other side of the phone specifically asked.

But Comrade Zhenhua on the other side of the phone was really angry. In the eyes of Comrade Zhenhua, a great theorist in the party, this manuscript of Xue Xiang was simply a gem, deafening and deafening person. Who would have thought that he was just hearing the essence and recording the wonderful thing? The voice suddenly stopped there. Then without saying a word, he changed the voice. The person who changed his speech speed was like shooting a machine gun. He finished reading it in a short time, and almost exhausted his decades of old pen tips.

Comrade Zhenhua was not indulging in the mood while recording, and his good mood was completely destroyed. Therefore, he asked Geng Fulin not to hang up the phone, but he wanted to see who was so arrogant.

With Comrade Zhenhua poking behind, Geng Fulin is naturally as stable as Mount Tai!

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