Chapter 501: Special Support (Asking for a Monthly Pass!)

After dealing with Xu Huailie's side, Li Shixin instantly felt much brighter in his heart.

Regardless of the current TV viewing habits, is it the user share seized by the network, but what is the concept of CCTV?

It is still the TV station with the largest radio and television coverage in China!

If this wave is operated well, how big a ridge will it be?

That's it.

In the bedroom, he gave himself a hard thumbs up, and Li Shixin locked the door, got into the quilt, and wrapped his little quilt that he hadn't been lucky for a long time.

Then, decisively opened the system panel.

User: Li Shixin

Physical age: 54 years and 10 days.

Life balance: 530 days!

Current Bravo Rating: 541293 points.

Seeing that after the promotion of himself with the three official Weibo, he once again accumulated more than 500,000 cheer values, as well as the physical age that had not changed much, Li Shixin rolled his eyelids.

It seems that the cheer value used for the lottery has increased a bit lately......

Gambling on the dog blocked the old man's path.

What a painful realization.......

Covering his heart and thinking about the applause values that left him and were embezzled by the unscrupulous system, Li Shixin turned on the system's age reduction option.

You can't do it like this anymore, and if you continue to do this, you will have already deviated from the original intention of your struggle.

Old man, you have to have self-control, you must know that this lottery option that exists in the system is a bewitching slut that tempts you!

Forcibly not letting his eyes drift to the lottery option, Li Shixin exceeded ordinary people's willpower and clicked on the age reduction.

Input, all!

"Ah......h

With a strong warm current pouring into his body, Li Shixin's eyes shook and he fell to the bed.

Drip!

The user system panel has been updated;

User: Li Shixin

Physical age: 52 years 199 days.

In a trance, a prompt sound from the system floated in Li Shixin's ears.

At the moment of falling asleep, Li Shixin's satisfied old face evoked a smile.

Fifty-two years old, that's nice......

......

Early the next morning, Li Shixin was disturbed by the alarm clock he had set up.

Rubbing his old face that had been dented because he had slept too hard, and hearing the bursts of scars from the kitchen, Li Shixin got up from the bed.

Although it was only six o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ying had already made breakfast.

This girl has been busy with the company's affairs recently, and she can't see anyone at all when she goes out early and returns late every day. When Li Shixin was washing, he ate a bite and then said goodbye and went out.

An Xiaoxiao filmed for more than a week, and this was the first day after returning from vacation. Listening to the milky sound inside the bedroom door, it was obvious that he couldn't get up before ten o'clock, Li Shixin shook his head helplessly.

turned out the tunic at the bottom of the pressure box, cleaned himself up neatly, looked at the handsome face in the mirror, and the gray and gray hair with a darker color, Li Shixin hooked the corners of his mouth.

The two sides of the line are not separated, this face ...... But I'm getting more and more energetic!

is such a standard old scumbag face, don't go to an old scumbag on an elderly blind date show like "Folks Love", and deceive and play with the feelings of middle-aged and elderly women......

As soon as this dangerous idea appeared, Li Shixin immediately gave himself a slap in the face.

Bah!

You shit!

Should you cheat on the feelings of middle-aged and older women?

Depraved!

You should continue to work hard, strive to get up as soon as possible and restore your appearance to the level of rebellion that all ages can eat, and then deceive the feelings of young girls!

Raising his eyebrows and casting a warning look at himself in the mirror, Li Shixin nodded heavily, and then put on his shiny leather shoes.

......

When I arrived at the Martyrs' Monument in People's Park, it was already seven o'clock.

In order to test the results of this time of age reduction, Li Shixin did not take a taxi or a bus, but walked all the way from Jianhong Community to People's Park, which is three kilometers away.

Standing in the park, taking a deep breath to calm his heartbeat, Li Shixin smiled slightly.

Compared with when I just crossed the road and was wheezing when I walked, my cardiopulmonary function was stronger by more than one level.

Don't worry about sudden death at all!

Standing at the gate of the park, taking advantage of the calm breathing, letting the morning breeze dry the thin layer of sweat on his forehead, Li Shixin strode into the cemetery where the martyr's monument was located.

Seeing that in the square in front of the cemetery, a large group of students wearing Bailan school uniforms were already standing there, and the group of old fans next to him were also in place, Li Shixin smiled slightly.

"Believe Grandpa!"

Before Li Shixin could get closer, a crisp greeting sounded among the students.

Seeing Chen Boshi, who was wearing a fat school uniform and running towards him with a double ponytail, Li Shixin beckoned.

"Grandpa Xin, why are you here? This is about to begin. ”

patted Chen Boshi's head, Li Shixin smiled: "Old man, your legs are not flexible." ”

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In Chen Boshi's face of "I believe you are a ghost, you are a dead old man", Li Shixin laughed, "Did you send WeChat yesterday to ask you to prepare, are you ready?"

"Hmm!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Li Shixin patted Chen Boshi's ponytail, and walked towards the martyrs' monument together.

"Shixin, why did you come?"

When passing by a group of old fans, the old man Liu Feng in the team sat in a wheelchair and beckoned.

Nodding to Wu Ming, Zhao Jinzhi, Qiao Hong, Zhang Weiyu and Zhang Yaozhong, Li Shixin smiled and took out an object from his pocket and handed it to Liu Feng.

"Because today, I'm not the protagonist. ”

Looking at the things in Li Shixin's hand, Liu Feng and his grandson standing behind him were stunned.

What Li Shixin has in his hand is nothing else - it is the military merit medal that was turned out in the box under Liu Feng's bed before.

When the old man was stunned, Li Shixin bent down and pinned the gold-plated medal, which had been dimmed, but could still vaguely see the glory of the past, on the chest of the old man's jacket.

Then he nodded to Liu Feng's grandson and took the wheelchair.

In the attention of more than 1,000 people in the audience, they slowly walked to the martyr's monument, which is taller than the ancient trees in the park.

"Shixin, this is, what is this for?"

This scene made the old man Liu Feng, who was not prepared at all, a little nervous. Sitting in a wheelchair, he turned around and held Li Shixin's hand, and asked tremblingly.

"Haha, Chen Boshi, the principal of the school, wants me to come over and give the students a patriotic education lesson. I thought about it for a moment yesterday, I don't have the right class for me, I have to tell the children. ”

"Oops, that's not. I, what will I say?"

Hearing Li Shixin say this, and then seeing the students standing neatly in the audience, Old Man Liu Feng panicked. Struggling, you have to get out of your wheelchair.

Forcefully pressed the old man back into the wheelchair and sat down, Li Shixin smiled and helped the wheelchair, facing the teachers and students of the No. 1 Middle School in the audience, and stood in front of the monument.

Zhou Weiming, the vice principal of No. 1 Middle School, who was already standing there, nodded to Li Shixin and looked at his students.

"Students, where we are now is the Martyrs' Monument in Rongcheng. Here, one hundred and thirteen martyrs are laid to rest. Some of them fell in the snow-capped mountains and grasslands of the Long March, some sacrificed themselves on the battlefields of resisting Japan, liberation, and resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, some sacrificed themselves at the hands of extremely vicious gangsters, and some stood up at a critical juncture and sacrificed their lives for the safety of the people's lives and property in peacetime.

The average age of these 113 martyrs is only 31 years old. The youngest is only 14 years old, about the same age as you! Students, I just want you to know that our peace and happiness today did not appear out of thin air.

It is the result of the struggle and sacrifice of countless martyrs and predecessors!

I hope that when you are enjoying the happy and ordinary life you have now, when you are disgusted with the hard work of studying, the food is not appetizing, the clothes are not beautiful, and there are not enough holidays, you can think of those predecessors who have no books to read, no food to satisfy their hunger, ragged clothes, and will always stay in the best years. ”

As Principal Zhou's words fell, Chen Boshi, who was standing at the front of the student queue, took a step forward.

"Salute to those who are buried here, those who are still alive, in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the War of Liberation, the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and the predecessors who have paid their lives and blood and sweat for the cause of the country!"

Brush!

With Chen Boshi's order, more than 1,000 students in the audience clenched their right fists and raised them to their ears.

Looking at the faces full of vitality, looking at the neat and clean school uniforms under those faces, looking at the sky where there is no gunsmoke, only the sky where there are bursts of insects and birds and the peaceful and calm park, Liu Feng's nose and eye sockets are red again.

"Good, good ......"

In the eyes of the old man full of relief and excitement, Chen Boshi led the students to lower their arms.

Then, he walked in front of Liu Feng.

Silently, he took out a tube of hand cream from the pocket of his school uniform, squeezed out a lump, and picked up Liu Feng's palms shaped like dead branches.

Carefully applying the hand cream to the old hands, Chen Boshi raised her head and grinned.

"Grandpa Feng, in the days to come, you must be very happy, very happy!"

Behind Chen Boshi.

One by one, the students also stepped forward and put comic books, hero killing cards, fidget spinners, Lego bricks, figures, and micro drones in front of Liu Feng and the monument.

In the team, Zhou Lingling and Liu Liuliu blushed, each holding a pair of plush gloves, and also walked in front of Liu Feng.

looked at Li Shixin, who was smiling and silent, and silently put the gloves on Liu Feng's hands that were trembling slightly with excitement.

"Grandpa, is the winter in North Korea really so cold?"

Faced with Liu Liuliu's question, which let go of the bitten lip, Liu Feng raised his hand, which looked a little funny because of the cat's paw gloves, and wiped away his tears.

"It's cold, but it's ...... It's worth it!"

Seeing Liu Feng crying and laughing, laughing and crying like a child. Zhou Lingling wrinkled his sour nose and hugged the old man tightly.