But it would be too late to let Xue Xiang scream in secret. But when Wang Wuliang saw that he pulled out a blue shell magazine from the small black bag in front of him, he held the front of the magazine and surrounded the rostrum. He shook the audience below and pointed at the microphone: "Comrades, it's this magazine "Three-Leaf Crocodile". Everyone is probably familiar with this "Three-Leaf Crocodile". Yes, it's a promotional publication of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy] If you want to say that this book has been amazing recently, it's not only a stir in our Beijing University, but also a storm that has caused a lot of trouble in the entire capital."

With a bang, Wang Wuliang smashed the magazine on the rostrum: "Look at the expressions of the comrades below, I know that most people have read this magazine like me. Comrades, when I got this magazine, I opened it and found that I couldn't believe my eyes. These assets that were criticized and criticized were whining without any illness, and they appeared on the Youth League Committee Propaganda Magazine of the highest institution of the Republic, and were used to sell it on the street. I also heard that there were actually rogues from society who flocked to the sacred campus to stir up this book and started speculation. Look, everyone, this is how flies chase odor. If it doesn't smell, can they chase it? In the past, Chairman M said that the eyes of the masses were sharp, but now, what I want to say is that the nose of the flies is sensitive."

Wang Wuliang said spitting on the stage, his eyes were not wasted, and he stared straight at Xue Xiang.

In fact, there is no need for Wang Wuliang to show this. Almost no one present knew "Three Leaf Crocodile". No one knew Xue Xiang because "Three Leaf Crocodile" was so popular in those days. If the students hadn't just happened to have school, the Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee of various departments had already started printing their own collection of poems and essays. After all, anyone can take a ride-hailing ride, and no one will be unable to get along with money.

Even some propaganda units have already started printing secretly, and a lot of them have been printed. They just waited for the New Year to start school and then fought a raid. However, Wang Wuliang suddenly got angry with "Three Leaf Crocodile". At this moment, the heads and minds of various propaganda units are even more powerful than Xue Xiang.

But Xue Xiang's heart was really thrust, but Wang Wuliang was thrilling for a while when he took out "Three Leaf Crocodile". After hearing Wang Wuliang's words, he completely calmed down because he was obviously going to cause trouble. With his Xue's temperament, he has never caused trouble or feared trouble, because it is useless to be afraid of fear.

Since Wang Wuliang provoked the matter, Xue Xiang had to resist the matter. Therefore, he changed his mind below and thought about how to deal with it. He seemed to have not seen Wang Wuliang and everyone's eyes, and was so calm that he was so calm.

Suddenly, Wang Wuliang slapped the table: "Comrade Zhou Zhenglong"

Speaking of Zhou Zhenglong, secretary of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy, he was careful in front of Secretary Wang, and he had to eat the best. Just now, when Wang Wuliang started to get angry, he knew that something was wrong, and he was afraid that he would find him. He was afraid that he would find him. He was even more terrified. He was so angry that he could stand up.

Wang Wuliang pointed at Zhou Zhenglong and said sternly: "The Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy disregards the overall situation and promotes the chaos, causing extremely bad political influences and almost irreparable social influences. How do you, the head of your family, take this responsibility? Can you bear this responsibility?"

The microphone was already loud, and Wang Wuliang's harsh reprimand, and the microphone was roared and buzzed. At this moment, Zhou Zhenglong was sweating profusely, whispering, and couldn't say a word. He had always been an unintentional person, otherwise he wouldn't have been in the fifty years, so he was at the level of a deputy director in the cold yamen. Moreover, Zhou Zhenglong encountered the most severe Wang Wuliang. He had been confused at this moment, so how could he say coherent sentences.

Wang Wuliang saw Zhou Zhenglong bow his head and gave him a head. A smile appeared in the corner of his eyes behind the thin glasses. Then he pointed Liu Gao's name and criticized him again. His words were much sharper than when he scolded Zhou Zhenglong, but Liu Gao admitted his mistakes with a deep face. He was just that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities and had not taught his young comrades well. Please organize the criticism.

But it was said that Wang Wuliang and Liu Gao's sang very well, and Xue Xiang also listened with relish. At this moment, he still didn't know what routine Wang Wuliang was playing.

First criticizing Zhou Zhenglong, not directly clicking himself, is to show that he is selfless, and intends to show that he is not deliberately retaliated against him, Xue, after all, although the relationship between Wang Wuliang and Zhang Jinsong is hidden, the huge Youth League Committee is not unknown. It just so happens that Zhang Jinsong and himself are not dealing with him. If he directly named himself, what would others think?

After Wang Wuliang criticized Zhou Zhenglong, he pointed at Liu Gao again, which was interesting. He criticized him above, and Liu Gao continued to accept and review below. As soon as he made a double act, he set the nature of Xue Xiang's affairs. After all, Liu Gao is also the main leader of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy. He ranked before Xue Xiang. His review was naturally regarded as the Youth League Committee of the Participants.

Just as Liu Gaogang finished the review and Wang Wuliang said the word "Xue", Xue Xiang, who was sitting in the audience, rushed up suddenly: "Dear Secretary Jia, Secretary Liu, comrades, I want to say a few words."

Xue Xiang flew out the right time to make Wang Wuliang's momentum, and he blocked his momentum to a high place, and took the opportunity to regain some of the initiative. In the end, it did not cause Wang Wuliang to blame him, and he could only passively respond to the situation of being beaten.

Wang Wuliang was blocked by Xue Xiang, and he felt bored for no reason and almost choked, "Comrade Xue Xiang, what's wrong with you? You don't have any organizational discipline at all? How can you interrupt in a mess without asking you to speak?"

Xue Xiang said: "Deputy Secretary Wang, I remember that the Party Constitution stipulates that party members have the right to speak and discuss the matters of the Party and at party meetings. I would like to ask, if I ask for a speech, how could it be that there is no organizational discipline if I violate the organizational constitution? If you think I speak suddenly, I can apologize, but should you also apologize for the inappropriate criticism of me just now?"

Wow

If Xue Xiang doesn't take action, he will be gone. If he takes action, he will not leave any way out.

The people in the audience were completely shocked. It was not because Xue Xiang's words were so righteous and sharp, but because no subordinate cadres dared to contradict the superiors in such an occasion. Yes, contradicting them would simply not leave any face for the leader, and they also had to apologize in public. This was simply a slap in the face, ** naked slap in the face

Yes, Xue Xiang is just trying to slap Wang Wuliang in the face, because if he doesn't slap Wang Wuliang in the face, it will be Wang Wuliang's turn to slap him in the face. He is a guy who believes in taking the initiative first, so how can others snatch the opportunity first?

"You, you, you..." Wang Wuliang held the microphone and made a huge sound, but there was only the word "you", which was still intermittent, but the words behind could no longer be said.

At this moment, Wang Wuliang was almost mad. The blood vessels in his temples had begun to rush and thrust, which was very scary. His mind was messy and he was so angry that he felt a little intermittently deficient in oxygen.

If you want to say that Wang Wuliang was really angry, he thought of him. Secretary Wang Da, who was in his early forties and became the first deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee at the deputy department level. Not to mention his career path, just talking about the dignity raised by honor. Who wouldn’t respect the entire Peking University? In the past, he stood in the hall without saying anything, and his eyes were slightly swept. Many cadres couldn’t stand his body. Although he didn’t say anything, he did not dare to express his opinions, but few people dared to contradict him.

But today, Xue Xiang contradicted him and started fighting without waiting for him, Wang, to take action. This game that violated the normal rules made Wang's fan glar, angry, and furious. He was almost thinking that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Wang Wuliang on the stage was so angry that he showed signs of being unstable. The staff behind the rostrum quickly went up two, one left and one right to stabilize them. Most of the people in the stage didn't have the heart to see what happened to Secretary Wang, but they used their burning eyes to scan Xue Xiang. Many of them had been oppressed by Wang Wuliang and called "idol" in their hearts.

At this time, Jia Quan, deputy secretary of the school party committee sitting in the middle of the rostrum, took the microphone and said, "Comrades, today's meeting was very successful, with praise, criticism, encouragement, and encouragement. I hope comrades..."

However, Jia Quan is the secretary of the Party Committee of the school. Although he is in charge of the Youth League Committee, he has never attached much importance to the cold yamen of the Youth League Committee. This time he came to the meeting this time, it was just a routine matter. Who would have thought that it was such a fork in the middle of the story. He has always thought that it would be better to have less than more things. Naturally, he would not want to make a big deal today. It became a joke when it was spread, so he wanted to say the final word and leave the meeting early.

But Jia Quan wanted to calm down the situation with the idea of ​​calming things, but Wang Wuliang refused to do it. At this moment, the two staff members rubbed their chests, patted their shoulders, and poured water. He had come to his senses before, but his physical condition was good. As soon as he came to his senses, he heard Jia Quan's speech and immediately knew it was the ending Chen Ci.

Just now, Mr. Wang suffered a great loss and lost a great ugly person. He was not willing to let Xue Xiang go easily. He even ignored Jia Quan's speech, picked up the microphone in his hand and inserted it.

"Secretary Jia, comrades, I still have something to say. I think it is absolutely impossible to punish Comrade Xue Xiang's behavior just now. If you follow it in the future, how can the organization work be carried out and how can the superiors maintain their prestige? If you do it like him, wouldn't the organizational charter be messed up?"

Wang Wuliang was indignant and didn't even look at Jia Quan's old face in the middle of the rostrum.

Xue Xiang saw it and planned to think: "Deputy Secretary Wang is right. This kind of random interruption is indeed hateful and must be dealt with seriously..."

Xue Xiang said this, and everyone in the audience knew what tricks Xue Xiang was doing. She covered her mouth for fear of making a sound. Wang Wuliang on the stage was unaware of it, and she secretly wondered why this kid suddenly slapped his mouth (to be continued)

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