Chapter 1138 1962.

It was with these handmade props that all of them opened the Christmas party, performing programs for the parents who came over.

“It turns out that elite education is pretty much the same in all countries.” Eyeing the students who had made their own handiwork, Alan Wilson couldn’t help but mutter in his heart.

Fortunately, Anna is not in the UK, or else the little dragon rider can hear the UK’s permanent undersecretary again, expressing blood and tears of accusations against the Soviet Union.

That gang of Bolsheviks, who suppressed the education system to a cost acceptable to everyone, made an indelible contribution to the worldwide involution, which is an unforgivable crime of the Soviet Union.

Look at us in the free world, not only do books sell for a lot of money, they don’t have much content in them, half a book and half an illustration, this is the essence of mass education, which is like the Soviet kind of crookedness.

Real education, like these students in front of us, can afford the family is worthy of receiving, blah blah blah ……

“How does it feel?” The tenderness in Vivien Leigh’s eyes was too strong to melt, her heart was full of gratitude to this man for being able to accompany her here.

“Very good, David’s growth is satisfactory.” Alan Wilson replied in a very certain whisper, “Compared to ninety percent of the British, he has already won at the starting line.”

If Alan Wilson had wanted to, he could have gone further and put his son right at the finish line.

The only difference between this Christmas party, and the Soviet system, was that in the latter it was often a show for the leaders, whereas here it was a show for the parents.

Alan Wilson was not literate enough to know what book this mini-opera was based on, not that it mattered anyway.

He was not even familiar with Shakespeare, but France was full of literary talent, and the standard of literature in England was just so-so.

The curtain opens on a few potted shrubs, green tweed on the floor, and a cave in the distance, which the program describes as an “eerie grove,” with a hanger for the roof and a closet for the walls, and a small, roaring fireplace with an old witch leaning over to handle a black cauldron on top of it.

The stage is eerie and dark, and the roaring fire creates a nice theatrical effect. The witch lifts the lid of the pot, and a gust of steam rises from the pot.

The Knight strides up to the stage with a black beard on his mouth, a crooked hat on his head, boots on his feet, a mysterious coat, and a clanging sword on his belt. He walked back and forth restlessly for a few steps, slapped his forehead, and sang at the top of his voice.

An hour later, the opera’s curtain call was met with thunderous applause, and the parents showed visible satisfaction. At the end of the Christmas party, Vivienne left the school with her son, and on the way, she didn’t mince words of praise.

“Well done.” Alan Wilson, who had already gone ahead and was waiting in the car, also praised prudently.

“Thanks.” A trace of joy flashed across David’s face, but he immediately thanked him in a serious manner.

“Can’t you be a little more sincere when you give compliments?” Vivienne muttered in dissatisfaction.

“What I just said, is more sincere than even a businessman saying he likes monopolies.” Alan Wilson shook his head slightly, he and the national treasure had different roles, Vivien Lei could display motherly love, he had to take on more of a stern role.

The last few days of 1961 saw Alan Wilson circling several ladies on equal footing with his wife. He had not forgotten to make a personal trip to Glasgow to give cards to the shipbuilders’ apprentices, in recognition of the contribution they had made to British shipbuilding by coming from Malaya.

He was not able to raise the treatment, but only from the smallest details of these efforts. Hepburn, who had also completed her last trip to Scotland, watched Alan Wilson prepare his speech.

“This kind of writing, looks difficult.” Seeing the dense square letters, Hepburn could not help but feel a little headstrong, “But I can see that you are still quite attached to them.”

“A large part of Britain’s international status is held up by Malaya.” Alan Wilson folded his New Year’s speech and said with a flourish, “And I know them, and if I absorb it, it can be transformed into a booster for Britain.”

“In what way?” Hepburn is not interested in politics, but still interested in the characteristics of different cultures.

“One of the main characteristics of the Chinese is that they tend to tie themselves to a sense of honor.” Alan Wilson replied with a smug look on his face, “This sense of honor can be derived from traditional culture, historical heritage, national honor, and so on, it’s very complicated. If the transformation can be completed, you will find that the Chinese under Malaya’s rule are more reliable to Britain than any ethnic group when China is not involved.”

Alan Wilson’s tone is full of certainty, this sense of honor binding range of sources so complex, from the individual level is not without harm, it is estimated to give all the Chinese a chance to be the emperor, probably each of the various Sai Qianlong.

Too smart and have a sense of honor bound people, you slightly offended the scope of the source of honor, he will feel that you are insinuating mapping him.

On the first day of 1962, Alan Wilson gave a passionate speech in front of the Glasgow trainee group, wishing you all the best as you climbed the ladder together, and that next year the permanent undersecretary would give you a ball flower to marry, so that we could all be happy together.

After pulling a wave of goodwill, Alan Wilson went on to live a life of two with Hepburn, in Scotland. The Executive Undersecretary was destined to be busy in this crucial year, and the idea of taking it as easy and relaxed as possible at the beginning of the year was not excessive.

After only a few days of leisure, he had to continue to throw himself into his busy schedule, as the Secretary General of the Joint Intelligence Committee, he had to attend meetings of the Five Eyes Coalition to discuss various issues regarding the response to the international situation.

The airplane ride was emotional for Alan Wilson, not so much in terms of thinking about how to communicate with the United States. Rather, he was thinking about how to profit Britain this year around the Cuban Missile Crisis.

To be honest he’s a bit impatient now, this is an important milestone event in the Cold War and the benefits to the UK are huge.

Before the Cuban Missile Crisis, although the United States regarded the Soviet Union as an imaginary enemy, the formulation of strategy often smacked of an anti-Soviet but more defensive Britain.

It was also the Cuban Missile Crisis that made it officially clear that the US considered the USSR as a life-and-death enemy. It also recognized that the Soviet Union was indeed a superpower, an adversary that the United States should do everything in its power should contain.

Now that the time for this landmark event is getting closer, it’s hard for Alan Wilson not to be in a mood.

It was also time for Britain to take a breather. With the Soviet Union on the outside and France on the inside, things were looking up for Britain, and there was simply too much to do.

Arriving in Washington, the CIA agents who came over to meet the plane, were amazed at Alan Wilson’s smile, “Sir Wilson, this trip seems to have made you very happy.”

“Of course, my friend, you may not believe it when I say it, every time I come to the United States, I feel like I am back home, tonight we are all Americans.” Alan Wilson smiled very happily and followed the other man into the Cadillac.

Alan Wilson is very much looking forward to the meeting of the Five Eyes Coalition, for example, can be used to mislead the United States, it is not like Britain has not done this, but rather often do.

One of the big things that the Five Eyes Coalition did was to give the US a false sense of security or a false illusion that it had done something a little bit important.

American bureaucrats could use some of the progress made within the Five Eyes Coalition to cope with the anxiety of their own people and delay really big decisions.

The benefits to Allen Wilson also exist; the existence of the Five Eyes Coalition allows for the expansion of the intelligence community’s purview. He is now the Secretary General of the Joint Intelligence Committee and has a complete vested interest.

This platform that binds the United States must be utilized in a good way, of course, Allen Wilson has already prepared mentally, perhaps this meeting, at first, may not be so amicable, but he does not care, among the Five Eyes alliance, Britain’s voice is not much worse than that of the United States.

Sure enough, has been waiting at Fort Meade Dulles just met Allen Wilson, expressed some of the British and de Gaulle much the same claim of dissatisfaction.

“So what do we do? The problem with France needs to be communicated slowly. Otherwise, if France sides with the Soviet Union, then we’re all waiting to wash our necks and be hung by streetlights by the Soviets.”

Alan Wilson also had a look of helplessness and said, “Speaking of this issue, why didn’t the United States forcefully order France to let Algeria become independent in the first place? Preferring to take that kind of attitude of, taking in the opposition to give France an eyeful and not taking any real action, so that the French hatred has not yet gotten them anything.”

It was almost like accusing the United States of being forward-looking, and Dulles retorted coldly, “Britain did nothing either, didn’t it? You even blocked outside forces from intervening, and Britain is a bit more to blame.”

“So that’s why both of our countries made an error in judgment. Everyone is to blame.” Alan Wilson turned the tables and expressed the idea that everyone was to blame, that is, everyone was not to blame.

The argument of the British and American intelligence talkers made the other countries have to round up, slamming France is simply slamming France is good, do not accuse each other of hurting the peace.

Soon, the two men also indicated that there was merit in this advice, and began to discuss whether there could be any remedies, or pretend to remedy the situation.

“Toughing it out is definitely not an option, let’s take the fact that Algeria will change the French ethnic ratio and create some public opinion.” Allen Wilson suggested to Dulles, “The Germans used that trick once, a very famous propaganda graph.”

Why not pretend to be remedying the situation anyway, it doesn’t take much effort and you can get some propaganda money.

Each country has the interests of each country, Australia also elaborated on its own achievements in the field of Indonesian intelligence, Allen Wilson could not help but perk up his ears, this can be closely related to the interests of the United Kingdom, he is also ready to brew a heavy blow to Indonesia a bit.