The next day, Sunday, was clear.

Nine o'clock in the morning, Wei Xiu Garden.

Today's Weixiu Garden is particularly solemn, and the entire park of Weixiu Garden is hung with white ribbons.

Outside the park, there are cars parked, even many luxury cars.

Lin Li thought that Hua Li's farewell ceremony would be held in one of the small courtyards of Weixiu Garden, but he didn't expect An Xiaoxi to tidy up the entire Weixiu Garden.

There were street signs along the way, and Lin Li followed the street signs to the farewell hall.

Outside the hall, there are two huge screens on the left and right, scrolling with Hua Li's poems.

Outside the hall, there were already many people who had come to mourn, their expressions were solemn, a white chrysanthemum was pinned to their chests, and some of them held Hua Li's poetry book in their hands.

When Lin Li arrived, there were already five or six hundred people here, as well as more than a dozen media reporters.

Those reporters recognized Lin Li and all rushed up to interview Lin Li, but Lin Li just nodded to them and walked to the hall.

The hall is large, and even if it is filled with wreaths and chrysanthemums, it can accommodate more than 100 people.

Above the hall hangs a portrait of Hua Li, whose body is placed in the center of the mourning hall surrounded by flowers, and her appearance is obviously sorted out and looks very peaceful.

In the hall, the "Anhe Bridge" was played on a loop, and the scene was filled with a sad atmosphere, and some wreaths were carried in from time to time.

Lin Li was in the room behind the hall, and for the first time, he saw Hua Li's parents, two ordinary people who looked like honest friends, in their sixties.

It may have never been seen in such a big battle, and the crampedness on the faces of the two of them is more obvious than sadness.

An Xiaoxi and some students of Yan University are managing order.

Ayu has already come in, found the best position, placed the live broadcast equipment, and then started the live broadcast in advance, but there will be no commentary on her live broadcast today.

Ayu had already previewed the content of today's live broadcast yesterday, so as soon as the live broadcast started, there were many netizens who came to watch, and many people who couldn't get to the scene from other places said goodbye to Huali through Ayu's live broadcast.

[Go all the way. 】

[Aunt Huali, rest in peace! 】

[Three minutes of silence!] 】

[I didn't expect to see you for the first time and be the last one.] 】

May there be no pain in heaven. 】

…………

On the barrage, countless netizens have begun to chase Hua Li.

Although Hua Li is not a celebrity, and it has only been half a month since she appeared in the public eye, her experience and legendary experience have been known to countless people, and everyone sympathizes with her and pities her, so they are willing to send her on the last ride.

Of course, there are inevitably some who come to join in the fun.

At ten o'clock in the morning, An Xiaoxi let the media in, and at this time, more than 20 media had already come, and some people with Huali's poetry collection were also let in, because there were too many people, and some could only watch through the glass window outside.

The host of the funeral home saw that the time was up, and after asking An Xiaoxi and Hua Li's parents to confirm that they could start, they went up to talk.

"Distinguished relatives and guests, before the start of the ceremony, in order to maintain the solemnity of the venue and respect for the deceased, please temporarily turn your mobile phones to silent, comrades with hats, please take off your hats for the time being, and we apologize for any inconvenience caused."

Many people took out their mobile phones and put them on silent.

"I am the host of Kyoto Yongan Funeral Service Co., Ltd., first of all, on behalf of all the employees of the company, I would like to express my deep condolences to your deceased relatives, and send sincere greetings to the family, at the same time, please allow me to express my heartfelt thanks to all the relatives and friends who came to the farewell party on behalf of the family."

"I announce that the farewell ceremony for Hua Li's body begins now!"

"All stand solemnly and play music!"

Under normal circumstances, the host now says "playing mourning music", but today he doesn't play mourning music, only plays a forest of songs, so he didn't say mourning.

This made the host a little unaccustomed.

The venue fell silent, the music began, and the sound of "Anhe Bridge" began to echo in the hall.

When the suona sound sounded in the middle of the song, it was miserable and sad, and many people shed tears when they heard it.

This song is Huali's swan song!

[For the first time, I feel that there is a song that is more sad than mourning.] 】

[Read Hua Li's poetry collection again and remember it.] 】

[I finally came up with a good poet, but I died like this, hey. 】

[Hua Li died at Anhe Bridge, this song is too sad. 】

[I want to cry as an outsider. 】

[Lin Li is really talented. 】

[When will this song be released as a single, I want to buy it.] 】

…………

After singing the song "Anhe Bridge", even the host, who was used to seeing this kind of scene, was a little uncomfortable, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses and continue to host.

"First of all, we asked Mr. Cao Jian, the editor of Kyoto Publishing House, to give a eulogy to Ms. Hua Li."

Hua Li died, the publishing house also made some efforts, Hua Li is well-known to the public, in addition to the relationship between Lin Li, more is the influence of her poems.

Therefore, the eulogy must be mainly from her works, in this case, it is more appropriate for her editor Cao Jian to give a eulogy.

Cao Jian said a eulogy sadly, but Lin Li could hear it, it was still a cliché, the rhetoric was gorgeous, but the emotion was a little itchy across the boots, and he couldn't grasp the point, and he didn't know if it was written by their publishing house when they said goodbye to which poet before.

But there is no way to blame them, for the publishing house, Hua Li is just one of their partners, and I am afraid that there are not many true feelings, so this occasion is just a formality.

Cao Jian finished reading the eulogy and left the stage.

"Next, I would like to invite the organizer and sponsor of this farewell ceremony, Ms. An Xiaoxi, to speak on behalf of the family."

Hua Li's parents are people who have never seen a big scene, there are so many people and the media today, and they will hand over the family speech to An Xiaoxi, and they will just thank you when the body is goodbye.

An Xiaoxi was dressed in black today, just after listening to Lin Li's song, she shed tears again, and her voice was a little choked at this moment: "Hello everyone, my name is An Xiaoxi, a month ago, I was the same as everyone else, I didn't know who Hua Li was, but now, I feel like I have lost a relative......"

[This is Lin Li's rumored girlfriend, right? ] 】

[It's beautiful.] 】

[Looks good.] 】

[I always thought that the top students were ugly, but it seems that I was wrong. 】

[She seems to be crying, she should be a good girl.] 】

[I hope she takes care of Lin Li.] 】

[Everyone has said that she and Lin Li are just friends, although I think she seems to be good, but everyone should not spread the word. 】

…………

"Aunt Hua Li's life is very ordinary, but at the end of her life, she bloomed with brilliance, I believe that her poems will be remembered, her accusation against the world, will also be remembered, here, I only hope that such tragedies will be reduced in the future, until they disappear, in that case, Aunt Hua Li will be at ease."

After An Xiaoxi finished speaking, he bowed, and then looked at Lin Li.

"Actually, I know Aunt Hua Li because of Lin Li, compared to Lin Li, what I did to Aunt Hua Li is really insignificant, I think, at this moment, I should let Lin Li say a few words."

The media reporters were waiting for Lin Li to speak, and when they heard An Xiaoxi say this, they all cheered up and adjusted the cameras and microphones to the best state.

Lin Li slowly walked to the center of the hall under the attention of everyone.

[Ah, Lin Li is here! 】

[It's just to see the forest! 】

[Come on! 】

[Lin Li is a real hero who saves people, and he will never be hacked again. 】

"I have a premonition that something big is going to happen. 】

[I also feel that Lin Li's character will definitely not be counted like this! ] 】

[What else can you do if you don't forget it, go and kill the poet surnamed Lou? 】

[Death is dead, Lin Li can't stand up for a dead man, right? ] 】

[Today's farewell party of Huali, there shouldn't be any trouble, right? ] 】

[Hehe, you don't know Lin too much, wait and see! 】

…………

In front of Lin Li's eyes was Hua Li's corpse, surrounded by white chrysanthemums, but Hua Li still looked like a mimosa.

"I know Aunt Huali because of a poem, and I want to use a poem to say goodbye to Aunt Huali today."

Lin Li's voice was low and his expression was solemn, but everyone present was extremely excited when they heard this.

Lin Li, this is another poem!

Listening to this tone, it must be a new poem, and it will definitely be more shocking than the previous poem!

[Haha, I guessed it! 】

【Looking forward to!】 】

[Lin Li has a new poem again, great...... Uh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it too well on this occasion, I didn't control it. 】

[I feel like a storm is coming.] 】

Why am I so nervous? 】

…………

The audience was silent, and everyone held their breath and looked at Lin Li.