In the small square in front of the First People's Hospital of Rongzhou City.

Li Shixin stepped on the snatched speaker and played the bass in his hand vigorously. Wu Ming held his mobile phone in one hand and the microphone of Impression in the other, acting as a human scaffold.

And beside them, Liu Feng's grandson, and Qiao Hong, Zhang Weiyu and a group of old fans...... Already teary-eyed.

Although Shi Agui has not been in contact with everyone for a long time, during the filming of "The Undertaker", this little old man got along quite happily with a group of old fans.

For this old partner who always secretly drinks on the set, although everyone is ready to say goodbye, when this day really comes, there are still bursts of pantothenic acid in their hearts.

"Shixin, did you say Agui saw it?"

One held the mobile phone and the other held the microphone, Wu Ming had no hands to wipe her tears, and let the tears drip on the placket, she asked with trembling lips.

At this time, Li Shixin had already finished singing the first verse of "Brightness".

Facing Wu Ming's inquiry, he shook his head slightly.

I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring any equipment to the site. Under his feet is a small speaker of an elderly square dance team - the kind with a power of 300W.

Compared with the professional impression of the concert scene, it is simply a child's play. The sound was mushy and didn't seem to have much penetrating power.

However, just when Li Shixin was silent, Shi Hongmei shouted with a crying voice from the phone in Wu Ming's hand: "Uncle Li, my dad is watching! Did you see us waving? Sister-in-law, flash the lights a few times!"

With Shi Hongmei's muffled voice on the phone, a window on the sixth floor of the inpatient department flashed a few times.

"Hey! Agui is still here, he hasn't left yet!"

"He saw us!"

"Hold on, the old choir mates are behind, they'll be here soon!

"Xiaomei, let your dad insist on it again! Shixin threw it away for his concert, you must let him hold on!"

Hearing Shi Hongmei's shouting on the phone, a group of old fans cheered up!

"Uncle Li, it's too dark, my dad can't see it, where are you?"

Hearing Shi Hongmei's cry on the mobile phone, Wu Ming's eyebrows stood upside down, and shouted at a group of old fans at the scene: "What about the mobile phone! Turn on the flash of the mobile phone for me! Brother Agui can't see it!"

"Gotcha!"

As a group of old fans shouted, the flashing lights of one mobile phone after another lit up and aimed at Li Shixin.

A little light converged on Li Shixin's body, and a bright light appeared in the dim square.

Such a scene is simply clumsy to the extreme.

But at this moment, everyone at the scene has been flickered into tears by the mottled light gathered on Li Shixin's body.

At this moment, it seems that even the stars in the sky are not as bright as here!

In this piece of "stage lighting" composed of more than 100 people, Li Shixin smiled and moved the bass in his arms;

"When the ashes seal the eaves of the frost, when the chrysanthemum grass turns into late autumn dew.

I made a bag out of stubborn vines and went to a thorny land......"

With the vicissitudes of his voice, the second stanza of the song drifted into the distance.

But at this moment, there was a commotion in the square - the sudden appearance of Bailai people, and the speakers that had been turned on to the maximum volume by Li Shixin, finally attracted the security guards in the square.

"What are you doing?"

"Did you pay the fee at the management office for your performance?"

Pushing aside the crowd, seeing Li Shixin, who was singing to the hospital in the distance, several security guards shouted.

Seeing that everyone at the scene followed the devil, they looked fixedly at the inpatient department in the distance, and several security guards jumped to their feet: "Hurry up and withdraw for me!

"Guys!"

After singing the last sentence of the chorus, Li Shixin yelled.

"Gotcha!"

There was no need for him to explain, a group of old fans already understood what he meant.

In the crowd, Zhang Weiyu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, strengthened his arms, and Liu Feng's grandson also worked hard with his arms, operating Liu Feng's wheelchair to drift sideways like a cold Wuling Hongguang, blocking in front of Li Shixin!

"Uncle Li, I still can't hear it. It's too quiet, it's too quiet!"

Shi Hongmei's cry again in the mobile phone was mixed with the shouts of the security guards behind her, Li Shixin gritted his teeth fiercely, simply picked up the stereo, and ran towards the grove in front of the square.

"When the earth is covered with weeping leaves, when the azaleas turn into mist in the distant sky......."

Standing in front of the fence of the square, Li Shixin threw the speaker and hung it up.

Then, the bass in his hand fluctuated fiercely!

"Bless me, the relatives I miss the most, that is the figure I say goodbye to you!"

"Maybe the melancholy of being lost will tear my steps apart. ”

"But I believe that the future will give me a pair of wings for dreams. ”

"Although the pain of defeat has left me bruised all over my body. ”

"But I firmly believe in the light...... It's in the distance!"

As he suddenly raised his voice, the windows of the inpatient building in the distance opened.

Pale patients leaned out and looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

"But I firmly believe in the light.... It's in the distance!"

The bass in his hand had already emitted an incomparably surging string sound with Li Shixin's flipped fingers.

As the last treble soared, the green tendons on Li Shixin's forehead tensed!

"Firmly believe in the light, just in the distance, the !!"

Just when the last sentence of the song was carried out, Li Shixin, who had been singing continuously for a night and hurried to the hospital, had already lost his strength.

With the last treble fluttering, the strength of his whole body seemed to be instantly drained by an invisible big hand.

At the end of the song, the audience was silent.

Looking at the tears on the faces of the fans in the audience, even the security guards seemed to realize that this group of old people didn't seem to be here to make trouble—they seemed to be paying tribute to something, and it had absolutely nothing to do with money.

Burst.

In the silence, Li Shixin, who was out of strength, knelt on the ground.

After more than ten seconds, he pushed Wu Ming away to support his arm and took the microphone.

Facing the window on the sixth floor of the inpatient department, he slowly raised his middle finger.

"Agui, let's go! It's settled, we'll ...... together in the next life."

"Zhilen!"

"Zhileng!" "Zhileng!" "Zhileng!"

"Zhileng!" "Zhileng!" "Zhileng!"

All the old fans raised their middle fingers high with Li Shixin.

Let out an earth-shattering shout.

......

"Zhilen!"

Drip, drip, drip.

Drip......

With a shout from a distance into the ward, the heart rate meter pulled out a long straight line after the last beat.

"Dad!!"

Listening to this voice announcing the end of a life, the three daughters-in-law of the Shi family knelt down in front of the hospital bed with a puff, tears streaming down their faces.

During the mourning of the three women, Shi Hongmei, who was beside the bedside, wiped the tears on her face and held Shi Agui's right hand.

Looking at the gesture of clenching her middle finger at the end, she burst into tears...... Laughed.

"Don't cry, you see. ”

Slowly raising Shi Agui's right hand, Shi Hongmei pouted at the three elder brothers.

The three brothers Shi Hongbing, Shi Hongxue, and Shi Hongqi looked at the straight middle finger and were stunned.

Immediately, with a snort, the snot and tears on the side of his mouth squirted far away.

"Dad heard. ”

"He should be happy when he leaves, we don't cry. ”

"Well, we don't cry. ”