Chapter 792 For Glory and Dreams

People have many thoughts in their life. From a certain toy that I longed for in childhood to the dream of a hero in my teenage years. When I was young, I was guided by the country to stimulate the writing, and when I entered the society, I smoothed the edges and corners, and began to pursue real things such as money and power.

How many people have abandoned their dreams? How many people are crushed by reality and give up their dreams when they were young. Those times when you suddenly wake up in the middle of the night and feel as if you are alive like a shell.

Are you regretting it? Regret ever giving up on some of your ideas? For example, he put down his paintbrush, left his words, put on the formal clothes that he once hated so much, combed his hair with oil, and dressed himself up like a social elite.

You start to care about the various political meetings that you used to hate so much, and you look at some of the conclusions of these meetings and the changes of people in power. Whether this is related to you or not, it may be a job requirement, or it may just be a group of [social people] chatting at the wine table.

Maybe some people think this is a mature performance, but not everyone thinks so. People are different. Sometimes I wash my face in the morning and look at myself in the mirror so strangely. The thoughts in my mind are so alienated and strange to the person in the mirror in front of me.

Driving an ordinary suv slowly in the city and enduring the speed of 20 to 30 kilometers per hour, look at yourself in the rearview mirror, the person in the car looks so ordinary, is this really me ? It is no different from those car drivers who are stuck in the road, where is the feeling of my existence as a [human being]? Are you an [independent] living body? Or is it actually just an ordinary ant?

Maybe there will be a group of young people passing by on a motorcycle with a large displacement, and the engine with a displacement of 800cc will burst out with a thunderous roar. So conspicuous and out of place in the city.

In this era when [successful people] all drive cars, how much money is not less than a car to buy a motorcycle? I am afraid that many people will feel stupid.

Maybe some people will complain about those knights who don't fit in and don't obey the rules, honking their horns. But some people also wake up suddenly, and it is the same in a certain era of their own life.

I used to be so out of gregarious, riding a motorcycle through the midnight city chasing wind and freedom. I also used to bring self-spray paint in the middle of the night to paint my own street art on parks and buildings.

Or a three-on-three bullfight on a public basketball court, maybe the game turns into a fight, and the fight turns into a friend. Maybe skip an important class, even if the professor may fail your subject at the end of the semester, but you still have to find a computer to watch a life-and-death match of the Barcelona team (European football giants), just to realize a Barcelona dream.

Life, these deviant lives. Those who once embraced the ideal age of innocence. Some people may never return and mature from then on. Of course there is nothing wrong with being mature, most people are mature and live in the city.

However, there are also some people who suddenly comprehend when something special happens at a certain age. They don't want to live in such a mature way anymore, maybe it's their nature, maybe they just don't want to be ordinary.

Some people want to live a deviant life again.

He quit his job as a police officer and started training for battles. He is a professional boxer.

She quit her job as a teacher and took a paintbrush to travel across mountains and rivers. She is a painter.

A future conqueror of the Isle of Man who quit his managerial job at a large corporation to put on a crash suit and study riding. (Note: The Isle of Man TT Global Motorcycle Race's highest honor race is also the most dangerous race. And there is only honor and no bonus (only the champion has a bonus, and it is only 1,500 pounds), and the finisher is the hero)

"So what are they for?" Donald, who was already in his sixties, was hale and hearty, and he said these words softly facing Professor Rogers. Captain Rogers listened patiently, he didn't seem to care that the president's important staff was wasting his time.

Although Captain Rogers is very, very busy now, there are many things to do. But he still responded to Donald with a smile: "Why?"

Donald sighed: "Maybe it's just because I want to prove that I existed. There are so many people in the world, it's scary. It's like a drop of water in the ocean. No one cares about a drop of ordinary sea water."

"There will always be people who are not reconciled, unwilling to live such an ordinary life. Ordinary people are like all living beings, who are doing their best to radiate all the light and heat in their lives. Some people even do all this in a way of burning themselves. Regardless of the dangers ahead, until the day when their lives are burning. They are still shouting and singing loudly, just to attract the world to prove themselves. To prove their value as a person."

"As a separate individual life, the affirmation and realization of independence, freedom, self, existence and other values." Donald said with some emotion: "For some people, life is not just living."

Captain Rogers nodded. In fact, the meeting with Donald today was not accidental, but carefully arranged. Not even the sitting president knew that his closest aide and America's most popular hero and politician, Steve Rogers, met.

And this meeting was secretly brokered by Tony Stark, and Li Jie led the night watchman as an external investigation, blocking all possible accidents and preventing anyone from spying on this meeting. Because maybe this meeting will discuss a very sensitive issue. All this cannot be known to outsiders.

And this is likely to be related to the follow-up of the Illuminati's reform plan for the entire earth, and even the subsequent mutant policy and the entire social reform process.

Captain Rogers picked up the paper cup in front of him, which contained coffee. He took a sip, and then said: "So, Mr. Donald, you and I should not meet today just to talk about these things."

Donald clenched his fists: "Of course not, captain. I said all this today just to show my attitude."

Rogers: "What attitude?"

Donald: "Attitude to life! Attitude to life!"

"I was inspired by listening to your story when I was young. I used to aspire to be an outstanding person like you. But life has smoothed my edges. As I said in the previous story, I [matured]. I thought I would live a mature life forever."

"Until one day, I got up in the morning to brush my teeth. I looked in the mirror in front of me, and I suddenly realized that I was so old. Look at the wrinkles and gray hair on my face. And the old hands. I got up I still felt low back pain when I was there. It wasn't because of any heavy physical labor I did the day before, it was just because my body was aging." Donald said lightly.

"I looked at myself in the mirror and thought: oh my god, what the hell has happened to this guy. What happened to turn him into what he is today? And then it dawned on me that the person in the mirror was me."

"In the best years of my life, I devoted all my energy to fighting for power. At this age, I suddenly realized, is this really what I want? I found a letter from my old things It was written when I was in college, and the recipient is me forty years later. None of the ambitions I set at that age have been realized." Donald looked at Captain Rogers and said seriously.

"Captain, I don't lack any material things at this age. I don't lack rights and money at all. My property is enough for me to live a very rich and even luxurious life." Donald was blunt about all this, as the White House The most important staff member, even the think tank who can influence the president's decision, has received political donations, and he has this qualification.

Rogers was noncommittal about Donald's words: "So? Mr. Donald, you don't ask for money and rights now, what do you want?"

Donald smiled: "Maybe I'm a little greedy, captain. My life is smoother and more successful than ninety-nine percent of the people in this world. Originally, at my position, at this age, I should know how to restrain myself. But I Still a bit greedy, this time not for any material things. What I want now is to fulfill the ideal of my youth: to build a better society!"

"This naive vision from the passionate years of my youth. I thought I would keep it in my heart and never bring it out. But when you Steve Rogers appeared again, I knew that my ideal had come true. It's possible! I have a goal like this!"

Rogers took a deep breath: "I'm just the director of the Spear Bureau. And this department is an international organization, so I may not be able to help you, Mr. Donald."

"No, no, no." Donald shook his head: "This is just your starting point, not your end, captain! Our world is in chaos, and the people now need a real lion king to lead us to explore the way forward. Not some potbellied politician, but a real leader!"

"A leader who can break through the darkness and illuminate the way ahead. Lead us to find glory and pursue our dreams!" Donald said excitedly, "There is no one more suitable than you, Captain Rogers!"

"Let me tell you the truth. The term of the current president will end this year. The general election has already started, but everyone is waiting and watching. Because everyone is afraid that a heavyweight will jump down at this time to stir up trouble. I think you should understand who they are waiting for?" Donald looked at Rogers, and the meaning was self-evident.

Captain Rogers was silent and said nothing. And Donald stared firmly into Rogers' eyes: "The world needs heroes like never before. This is an era of heroes. Our country also needs an outstanding leader like never before."

"Let me be straight, Captain Rogers, if you believe in me and you have the will to aspire to do more for the world. Then please leave the little things to me. I know very well how the White House regime changes. We need you , the people need you too, President Steve Rogers!" Donald finally said what he thought.

Captain Rogers subconsciously shook the silver cross on his chest, which was given to Rogers by Peggy Carter before she died.

Rogers held it gently. Peggy, this time I will set sail again with your glory and dreams. I don't know how many difficulties and obstacles there are in the road ahead, whether it is the sunny road or the abyss.

Please bless me, my dearest love. For our glory and dreams!

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