Chapter 246 Competition with Prizes

Little Bangzi ran back happily and went from house to house looking for other snot babies.

"I'm telling you, that candy is pretty sweet."

"Give me candy when you deliver the paper."

"Be sure not to get up late."

"Don't let your parents find out."

Children can't hide things in their hearts.

When a snot-nosed child came home to finish his meal, he would eat porridge with bland cabbage and Bangzi, but he still ate happily.

They laughed sneeringly, and their parents shook their heads as they looked at it - they were born to be poor if they were too content and happy to live in poverty.

The next day, it was still dark, so all the snot-nosed kids got up early.

Some parents discovered that their children were abnormal and followed them secretly.

They came to the designated place to gather, and Xiao Bangzi had been waiting for a long time.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"It's not a lie, is it?"

"Wouldn't that mean waking up early in vain?"

Xiaobangzi imitated the appearance of the Korean police who often come to Jiandao. He clasped his hands behind his back, like a little old man with his back slightly arched, and said, "Don't be impatient, that person will come. Even if he doesn't come, you just got up early. Nothing is lost.”

A bunch of snot-nosed kids heard it, and what they said made sense.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin did not keep them waiting for long.

Zhao Chuanxin, who was bracing himself against the dew and yawning profusely, arrived as scheduled with his people carrying stacks of newspapers.

Cui Fenghua panted and put down the newspaper, holding her waist and moaning incessantly.

If you get up too early, you will feel exhausted.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cloth bag full of candy balls.

He shouted: "Get in line and come over one by one to receive candies, two pieces for each person. Those who don't line up will not be given."

He is a professional when it comes to raising children, and he has been honed in Lugang Town.

At the beginning, he didn't ask for much help from anyone. He just asked a group of snot-nosed kids to help him build his house little by little.

The snot baby looked at it and thought, what a sweetie.

Xiaobangzi did his part and came first, and no one else had any objections.

After all, Xiao Bangzi was the initiator of this incident.

After receiving the candy, Xiao Bangzi went to the back to get the newspaper.

Cui Fenghua took a rough look at the number of these snot babies and roughly divided them into portions.

Xiao Bangzi took the newspaper and saw that it was indeed full of paintings.

This kind of painting is very strange, with only simple line outlines, but the characters are lifelike.

A picture was also gridded out to make the story coherent.

Next to the characters, a bubble pattern will be used to wrap some text.

As soon as the little stick thought about it, he realized that this should be what these villains said.

But when he looked carefully at the little figure painted above, he was shocked to find that it seemed to be him.

The little arms and legs, the upward thrust, and the eyebrows are exactly what he looks like, but there are some distortions because the character in the painting is very cute and pleasing to the eye.

This thing is so exciting!

But Cui Fenghua said: "Whatever you are looking at, there is a part of your family in it. When the time comes, you can take it home and take a look at it, and go to work first."

Xiaobangzi's heart was like a rat that had seen the light of day, scurrying around, making him itchy. He wished he could put down the newspaper right now and read it to his heart's content.

But for the sake of sugar, I still tolerate it for now.

These snot-nosed babies probably have this kind of mentality.

In the distance, I saw my father and mother hiding in the distance, and they were a little confused.

But if you are worried that these people are kidnappers, you should not abduct your own children.

He couldn't help but walked out of the darkness: "Hey, hey, who are you? What bad ideas are you planning?"

Cui Fenghua felt inexplicably guilty of being a thief.

Coaxing children to work is something that Zhao Chuanxin can do. For Cui Fenghua, it is both embarrassing and a little guilty.

But Zhao Chuanxin waved to the man: "Come here, yes, I'm just talking about you, what are you looking at?"

The man was a little confused, but his curiosity drove him to come over involuntarily.

Zhao Chuanxin took out two pieces of candy from the bag and put them in the man's hand: "Now that you are here, don't be idle and work with these kids. These two pieces of candy are your wages. Don't be stunned, hurry up and go Get the newspaper from behind."

When Cui Fenghua saw it, she thought to herself, "Didn't you reveal everything? If you let them know that the newspaper was issued by a group of slanderers, would they still believe it?"

However, it was difficult for him to express this question in front of outsiders.

After Zhao Chuanxin gave the candy, he pushed the man behind, and Cui Fenghua subconsciously handed over a few newspapers.

The man took the newspaper and realized: Who am I, where am I, and what am I here for?

In the distance, there was Snotlout's father and mother who saw him, and they were even more confused.

Why are you still involved if you're not asking for help?

No, then I have to go and see what's going on.

When they came, Zhao Chuanxin treated them equally, just two pieces of candy and a newspaper.

But the snot babies quit.

"Why did you jump in line?"

"That's right, are you amazing, sir?"

"Get out of here quickly!"

The father of a snot-nosed kid said angrily: "You little bastard has turned the world upside down, who should you ask to step back?"

The snot-nosed kid shrank his neck before realizing the order of the king and the king.

But his father took the candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

Snotlout Kid puffed out his cheeks and laughed heartlessly.

Someone asked Zhao Chuanxin: "This, this, sir, what are you doing?"

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the newspaper and almost burst into tears: "Look, this is the atrocities of the Japanese. We will record the atrocities of the Japanese, otherwise everyone will be kept in the dark. These beasts, who are inferior to animals, must report their atrocities." Make it public.”

The man then realized that those newspapers from yesterday were stuffed by the people in front of him.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Yesterday, he was throwing shit balls at the Japanese official.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about what others thought, and distributed the newspapers in one fell swoop, then clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's go to work. When there is another event, I will come and notify Xiaobangzi, and Xiaobangzi will tell everyone."

When Xiaobangzi heard this, he immediately became proud: "You heard it, I will inform you of everything from now on. I am the one in charge."

After saying this, Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to fight, and turned around and left with the others.

After walking further away, Cui Fenghua couldn't help but ask: "Captain Zhao, if you are in front of those people, will this make them see through the lies?"

"This is a matter of stance. The Japanese and Korean police are in charge of them now. People like conspiracy theories, so what if they know it? It just makes them doubtful. Originally, Bangzi didn't like the Japanese. They have always resisted the Japanese in their country. The power exists.”

"But I still feel uneasy."

"Okay. This is just the beginning. After the Japanese come forward and clarify, we will show the movie to these people. As time goes by, they will eventually believe it."

When the sun shines on the earth and the weather gradually gets warmer, mosquitoes and flies start to chase them. Cattle and horses that are still fattening suffer disaster. Mosquitoes and flies like to bite their soft parts, especially their eyes.

It's hard to say that in a few days, after the famine is over, they will be plowing the fields.

When Kijiro Saito and Harusaku Shinoda brought people to the Jiandao area with newspapers to be printed, they passed by the cow and horse sheds and were harassed by mosquitoes and flies.

Saito Kijiro waved away and fanned them around with a newspaper.

He was unsure: "Shinoda-kun, it will work, right?"

Haruse Shinoda is the kind of person who believes that he will succeed if he doesn’t do something or if he does something.

"It will work, we'll see," he affirmed.

As a result, when the newspaper was distributed, I found that many people were already reading it with a copy of the newspaper.

Shinoda Harice stepped forward and snatched the newspaper from the farmer's hand.

The title is - "Little Bangzi's Wandering Notes".

Below, most of them are paintings.

There are only a few text explanations and dialogues.

Shinoda Haruse frowned and looked at it. This painting was very interesting and could be understood by both men, women and children.

Whether you call it a comic strip or a comic, it is a very fresh way of drawing.

Although it is difficult to reach the level of elegance, he has a strong appetite for these mud-legged people.

The painting in the first issue is probably about a child named Xiaobangzi, who was living well in Korea and the family was enjoying themselves happily.

But because of the Japanese invasion of South Korea and their tyranny, Xiao Bangzi's family was killed except for Xiao Bangzi who escaped while playing outside.

Seeing this, Shinoda Haruse was furious: "This is slander, pure slander, despicable villain!"

The farmer turned his head and curled his lips in disdain.

Shinoda Haruse continues to read, and the following is about how the young Xiao Bangzi escaped from South Korea all the way to Jiandao.

Along the way, I witnessed many Japanese beastly behaviors, including rape, robbery, and all kinds of evil.

It’s outrageous, my scalp is numb!

In the first issue, we only saw Little Bangzi hiding in Tibet, begging for food and stealing things, and had to avoid being chased by the Japanese before arriving at Jiandao after all the hardships.

I found that this was the land of the Qing court, and many Korean people lived here. They lived and worked in peace and contentment, like a paradise.

However, the Japanese pursued Jiandao again and wanted to occupy it with fallacies. The good days of Korean farmers were over.

The comic ends here.

It makes people feel that the excitement is about to begin, but the story is interrupted, bah, the chapter is broken!

Shinoda Harice's head was buzzing.

Look at the newspaper he produced. It is full of words. There is only one impromptu photo of Qing soldiers "massacre" Korean farmers.

Compared to these caricatures, his photo seems dry and tasteless.

After the newspaper was distributed, he went to inquire about it.

I heard feedback from farmers.

"This newspaper said that the Qing government's top soldiers also killed us people."

"Shit, it's fake."

"Why is it true that the Japanese killed us, but it is false that the Qing people killed us?"

"It goes without saying. You see, the Japanese killed us. It was clearly recorded in the newspapers. It was because they wanted to rule us violently and use Korea as their colony. Don't they all have stories? That little stick, because they don't Obedient, the whole family was killed. How pitiful is such a young child? If you look at this newspaper again, there is only one photo. It only talks about the Qing government killing people, but it doesn’t mention why they killed people. "

Shinoda Haruse was confused.

Damn Zhao Chuanxin, he thought one step further than himself.

He hurried back and said to Saito Kijiro: "Saito-kun, something is not good. Zhao Chuanxin made a comic book and started telling stories."

Kijiro Saito: "What story? Has our newspaper had an effect?"

Shinoda Harice made a grimace: "No. This is a new newspaper published by Zhao Chuanxin. You will understand after reading it."

After Saito Kijiro finished reading, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

If the chess move is just one move away, what else can be said?

If he were to put himself in his shoes, if he were a farmer, he would certainly be willing to believe in vivid comic strips rather than dry words.

"What should we do?"

Shinoda Haruse sneered: "It doesn't matter. Since he paints, we can do it too. You see, this painting is not elegant. It is very simple. I think any painter can paint it."

Just do it and they immediately found a painter.

But after the painter looked at it, he shook his head repeatedly: "If you ask me to draw it, it's not impossible to draw it. But don't look at the simplicity of this painting. It will take a certain amount of time to imitate it."

"How long?" Shinoda Zice frowned.

"At least ten days and a half."

"Humph, incompetent!"

"I don't like hearing what you are saying. This kind of painting has never appeared before. I don't believe that others can draw it right away."

Shinoda Haruse settled for the next best thing: "Then you draw what you are good at, as long as it expresses what I want."

The painter smiled: "That's no problem, but what about the money..."

Shinoda Harice snorted: "Money is not an issue, let's do it quickly."

Saito Kijiro said to Shinoda Haruse: "We can't let Zhao Chuanxin lead us by the nose. We still have to use force when necessary."

"Well, I don't recommend this. Just wait. When I go to the banquet in a few days, I will ask the Supervisor for an ancient map of Korea and look for evidence on it."

…

After leaving Lugang Town, Zhao Chuanxin had no chance to be lazy.

In the past, when doing anything, Fan Ziliang only needed to run errands and notify Li Guangzong.

If Li Guangzong is not here, there will still be Liu Guigui and Zhao Zhongyi.

It's a good thing now that I have to do it myself to deliver a newspaper.

After coming back, he took a nap first.

The second half of the night is deep sleep, which preserves quality and quantity. But returning to sleep makes people feel a little dizzy after waking up.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxian was in a bad mood.

He came to the school grounds to watch the betrayal army training.

The scene echoed with gunshots and was filled with smoke.

There should have been a chilling and urgent atmosphere, but Zhao Chuanxin saw the soldiers of the rebel army lazily pulling the bolts gracefully and firing casually.

Zhao Chuanxin was so angry that he found the one with the tightest crotch, stepped forward and kicked that person's butt.

The gun was also released, and the man pounced on the dog to eat it.

The man was furious, got up and turned around to start a fight, but then he saw clearly that the person who kicked him was Zhao Chuanxin, and he immediately swallowed back the curse words in his mouth.

"Zhao, Captain Zhao..."

She looked aggrieved, like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at his forehead: "Are you going to retire tomorrow? Ah? Are you here to pay me your wish? Is this how you fired the gun? Just one of you, you may not be able to fight together. A guy from the insurance team.”

Even if they wanted to refute, thinking about Zhao Chuanxin's record, they could only remain silent.

People are qualified to say this.

Zhao Chuanxin asked the person who was kicked: "What's his name?"

"Ge Yunpeng."

"Ge Yunpeng, remember, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up."

After hearing this, Ge Yunpeng raised his head in surprise.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his expression and said, "I, Cao, something is wrong."

He quickly changed his words: "No, what I mean is that nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are willing. You think it is not as good as the insurance team, right? The insurance team is not even as good as you in the beginning. You all come over, and I will tell you about the past of the insurance team. …”

Listen to stories, they are good at this.

They all gathered around quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin started by talking about how to offend Naozi.

In terms of words, he can say that everyone present is rubbish.

The stories are told vividly and interlockingly.

Talking about the boss Niu who seems to be honest but is treacherous, makes everyone hate him with itch.

This is very immersive, because Niu Zihou is very famous outside the country. After all, he is the richest man, and many people have heard of him. But Niu Zihou is out of reach for them.

When it comes to destroying Little Golden Zi'er, Lugang Town takes that crucial step, and everyone's spirits are lifted again.

Here, Zhao Chuanxin saved Liu Baobao's face and did not tell him about the time he peed his pants.

A group of people listened intoxicated.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Later, when we fought against the Russians and the Japanese, no one backed down. We moved forward indomitably and were invincible! Do you know why?"

Ge Yunpeng said cleverly: "Because he has rich combat experience!"

"Ah tui!" Zhao Chuanxin spat: "You have a lot of fighting experience. You have fought several times. When the situation is bad, you can run faster than a rabbit. How come you can't defeat the Japanese?"

Ge Yunpeng lowered his head in shame.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around for a week: "The reason why the insurance team is invincible in every battle relies not only on combat literacy, but also a kind of pride. Why proud? Because we worked together to create a prosperous Lugang paradise. Town, we started with knives and big guns and got to where we are today step by step. We don’t allow ourselves to be worse than others!”

The faith of Lugang Town has never been a certain idea, nor does it have any lofty ideals.

At first, it was because I wanted to resist Daozi.

Later, it was because I tasted the sweetness and wanted to get rid of poverty.

Finally, it is the belief that "I must be better than others."

If anyone does a bad job, he will be embarrassed to say that he is from the insurance team when he goes out.

The Lugang Town Insurance Team was competing for superiority, but these people in front of them were competing for inferiority.

Ge Yunpeng suddenly said: "Captain Zhao, you can show us your marksmanship."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, looked at the wolf, and stretched out his hand: "Here comes the gun!"

Someone handed the gun over.

Zhao Chuanxin took a look and thought, damn, he used an old sleeve to fool him. How does this affect his pretense?

He said: "Change it, this thing won't work."

Another man, got a Mosin-Nagant rifle.

Zhao Chuanxin bumped the gun in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a click and the gun was loaded, so fast that no one could see the action clearly.

Raise your hand and shoot.

boom!

Ten rings!

"Fuck, awesome!"

Everyone was amazed.

This is called a sharpshooter.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the gun over and said: "Just like the insurance team, you are now practicing the speed of pulling the bolt and firing. If you are half a second faster than the enemy, the opponent may die first. Today, I am here I'll watch you practice, and I'll beat whoever doesn't practice well, and I'll give him a prize if he practices well."

Ge Yunpeng's eyes lit up: "Captain Zhao, what's the prize?"

Zhao Chuanxin had a stack of beef cans and pudding cans in his left hand, and a mirrored box in his right hand.

He raised the can and the Horse Cards high: "Before tonight, there is a competition. Whoever is the fastest will get the mirror box. Whoever is second will get the can of beef. Third, the can of pudding." After that, there is nothing. Tomorrow, we will continue the competition and there will be prizes."

Although the rebel army had plenty of food, rare foreign goods like canned food still made people salivate.

What makes people even more excited is the brand-new mirror box.

Ge Yunpeng exclaimed: "The box cannon, this thing is so powerful, it can fire several times in a row. I want to take first place today!"

Zhao Chuanxin was very happy. He still had more than a hundred mirror boxes!