Chapter 6, After your performance, it is my turn to take the stage
Since I have crossed over, should I just stand by and watch this tragedy repeat itself? However, when Wang Geng previously reminded the mayor of New York City, he felt a bit apprehensive, unsure of what unpredictable consequences the butterfly effect might trigger. At this moment, Wang Geng hesitated, not knowing how to express himself. He heard Tang Baoyue's anxious voice on the line, "What is it, Wang Xiaodi? Is there anything your big sister can't agree to? Hurry up and say it! Don't be so wishy-washy!" Wang Geng sniffed and, with difficulty, spoke into the microphone, "It's nothing. Big sister, you should pay attention to keeping warm, resting, and taking care of your health. Exercise more to boost your immunity. That's all!" At this moment, he had made up his mind; regardless of the butterfly effect, as long as it concerned someone he cared about, he could not stand idly by regarding her fate.
Wang Geng walked over in surprise, took the telephone receiver and placed it to his ear, then picked up the microphone from the table and held it to his mouth. He thought to himself that this old relic was something he had only seen in classic Hollywood films, and now he actually had to use it himself
One of them, a tall and handsome individual with gold-rimmed glasses, is named TseVen Soong, and he is referred to as TV Soong by his fellow students in the student council. He is currently pursuing a doctoral degree at Columbia University in New York and will graduate this summer. This individual is not only an alumnus of Columbia University, where he studied under the Minister Gu Weijun, but also an alumnus of St. John's University in Shanghai, where Gu studied. The personal relationship between Gu and Soong is very close.
Sister, you can rest assured that I will take good care of myself. By the way, there is something I just remembered. Wang Geng suddenly recalled from his previous life that Tang Baoyue married Gu Weijun in 1913, and in October 1918, she passed away in the United States due to excessive fatigue, having contracted the global Spanish flu at that time, at the young age of twenty-seven
Wang Geng was about to leave the dean's office with Kelly when the phone on Wilson's desk rang. The old dean answered it and, after listening for a moment, reached out to stop Wang Geng, who had already walked to the door, and said with a smile, "Wang, it's your phone. It's your Chinese minister calling from Washington! He is especially inquiring about you, the hero. The minister also called yesterday afternoon, but you had not yet awakened at that time. Oh dear, I forgot to call him this morning to inform him!" "The Chinese minister to the United States? Is it Minister Gu Weijun?" Wang Geng certainly knew Gu Weijun. In fact, as the president of the New York Chinese Students' Association, this Wang Geng from West Point was quite familiar with the consulate and Minister Gu's family in Washington.
As long as you are fine, just rest well and leave the hospital early. In a place like the hospital, the less time spent there, the better!" The microphone was evidently snatched again by Gu Weijun, "Wang Geng, have you seen the news in the papers? Yes, it's about the Zimmerman telegram, the dealings between Germany and Mexico, right, how to push the United States into the war, exactly. I mentioned this to you last time, please help me write an analysis report as soon as possible. The divisions here in Washington are still significant, and it's really not easy to push this matter forward. This telegram is an opportunity. Well, I won't say much over the phone, I await your letter, and you take care of yourself!" Clearly, Wang Geng, a Chinese cadet at West Point, is not only the leader of the New York Chinese Students' Association but also serves as an advisor and assistant to Gu Weijun, the Chinese Minister to the United States, who is far away in Washington. Wang Geng, a Chinese cadet at West Point, is not only the leader of the New York Chinese Students' Association but also serves as an advisor and assistant to Gu Weijun, the Chinese Minister to the United States, who is far away in Washington.
A rich male voice with a strong Jiading accent came through the receiver: "Is this Wang Geng? How are you feeling? You’re alright now, right? Our whole family was worried about you all night; Baoyue cried for half the night. How could you recklessly jump off such a high bridge in Brooklyn? You’re usually not this reckless! If you really couldn’t wake up, that would be a sin!" "Hello, Brother Gu, I’m fine now. I’m sorry to have worried you all. At that moment, it was an emergency, and I jumped without thinking. Looking back, I’m actually quite scared; I’ve never tried jumping from twelve stories high!" Wang Geng felt a surge of warmth in his heart for some reason. From his memories of West Point, he knew that this person had a good relationship with the Gu Weijun family.
This fellow then smirked and said, "hetushu.com, everyone claims to be a true revolutionary while others are false revolutionaries. We have been arguing over this political disagreement for years without any resolution. Even if we argue again today, there will be no outcome. I believe history will prove everything; let us not mention it again today!" "Well, if that's the case! Then we shall take our leave. If we don't leave now, your nurse will devour us alive. We will come back to see you in a couple of days!" TVsoong finished writing that sentence on the note given by Kelly, folded it, and put it in his pocket. Seeing the girl with a stern face ready to drive them away, and noticing that Wang Geng still looked a bit pale, he decided to lower his flag and cease hostilities. He greeted Dean Wilson, who had been smiling while watching his group of young people making a racket, and then hugged Wang Geng to bid farewell. The two close friends escaped in a flurry under Kelly's gaze, which could kill ants.
The young lady pouted and turned around to grab paper and pen from her grandfather's table, slamming them down in front of TVsoong, muttering, "This could go on forever. We agreed on three minutes, and now it's already more than five! Wang Geng needs a break! Don't you all fear he might faint again?" Meanwhile, Liu Jiwen looked at Wang Geng in surprise and said, "Wang Geng, although we are known as the Three Musketeers of Chinese students in New York, we have always had differing political views. After taking such a fall, have you finally realized you want to join Mr. Sun in revolution?" Wang Geng thought to himself, this is completely off base. I merely blurted out a comment in the heat of the moment, and I knew it was inappropriate as soon as it left my mouth. It is currently 1917. "The revolution has not yet succeeded; comrades still need to work hard" is a phrase that in my past life was extracted by Wang Jingwei from Sun Yat-sen's political testament, and at this moment, the original author hasn't even mentioned it!
Evidently, someone was eavesdropping on the other end of the receiver. Shortly after, a sharp and clear female voice came through, "Wang Geng, you rascal, being a hero is not something everyone can do. Be extra careful next time you jump; you won't always be so lucky. The country has nurtured you not for you to jump off such high bridges! If anything were to happen to you, how would you justify the country's investment in you? How would you face us as a couple?" Hearing this, Wang Geng felt a lump in his throat. Having crossed over to this time, at this moment, hearing a compatriot speak Chinese and express such concern and care for him, even this strong man couldn't help but have a mist rise in his eyes.
Another individual is Liu Jiwen, who came to Columbia University from Japan for a short-term exchange. He is actually the best friend of Song Ziwen. Originally studying in Japan, he managed to find an opportunity through Song to be sent as an exchange student to Columbia University for research. Both of them are currently officials in the New York Chinese Students and Scholars Association.
After hanging up the phone and greeting the former dean, before stepping out, another group of visitors came to see Wang Geng. Nurse Kelly was quite irritated by the continuous interruptions. The young woman blocked the door and shouted at a pair of Chinese youth outside, "What Wang Geng needs most right now is rest, not just anyone can come and disturb him! I declare that he will not see any visitors today! Oh, how come it's you!" Well, I will only give you 3 minutes, right here, so make it quick and leave after you finish your conversation!" Saying this, the beautiful nurse reluctantly stepped aside, and Wang Geng looked out to find that it was two Chinese students from the New York Overseas Students Association.