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

  Li Shixin stepped on the stolen speaker, struggling to play the bass in his hand. Wu Ming holds his mobile phone in one hand and the microphone of impression in the other, acting as a human body stand.

  Beside them, Liu Feng's grandson, and Qiao Hong, Zhang Weiyu and a group of old fans...have already teary eyes.

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

  For this old partner who is always sneaking and drinking on the set, although everyone is ready to say goodbye, when this day really comes, there are still waves of pangs in my heart.

   "Shixin, did you say Agui saw it?"

  One by one holding the phone and the other with the microphone, Wu Ming has no hands to wipe tears, letting tears drip on the clothes, she asked with trembling lips.

  At this time, Li Shixin has already sung the first section of "Bright".

   Facing Wu Ming’s question, he shook his head slightly.

  I came too quickly, and I didn’t bring any equipment on site. Under my feet is a small speaker of the old square dance team-the kind of power 300W.

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

However, when Li Shixin was silent, Shi Hongmei yelled from the phone in Wu Ming's hand: "Uncle Li, my dad is watching! Did you see us waving? Sister-in-law, how can you flash? Lights down!"

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

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

   "He saw us!"

   "Agui! Hold on, the old friends of the chorus are behind, they will be here soon! You must hold on!"

   "Xiaomei, let your dad insist on persisting! Shixin threw it away at the concert for him, so I must let him persist!"

  Hearing Shi Hongmei's yelling 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 in the phone, Wu Ming stood upside down, facing a group of old fans at the scene, yelled: "The phone is! Turn on the phone flash! I can't see it, Agui!"

   "Go!"

  As a group of old fans shouted, the flashes of a mobile phone lighted up and aimed at Li Shixin.

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

  A scene like this is simply awkward to the extreme.

  But everyone who was on the scene at this moment had already been burst 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 in case here!

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

  "When the ashes sealed the eaves of Ningshuang, when the chrysanthemum grass turned into the dew of late autumn.

  I used stubborn withered vines to make a suitcase, and went to the thorny country..."

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

  But at this moment, there was a riot in the square-the sudden appearance of Bai Lai and the speaker that had been turned on to the maximum volume by Li Shixin finally attracted the security of the square.

   "What are you doing?"

  "Have you paid for the performance at the management office? What about the approval?"

  Pulling aside the crowd, several security guards shouted loudly when they saw Li Shixin who was singing to the hospital in the distance.

  Seeing that everyone on the scene was following the magic, fixedly looking at the inpatient department in the distance, several security guards jumped and said, "Hurry up and get me out! If you don't leave the speakers, they will be confiscated!"

"guys!"

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

   "Go!"

  No need for him to explain, a group of old fans already understand what he means.

  Among the crowd, Zhang Weiyu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, put his arms intensified, and Liu Feng's grandson also used his arms hard, operating Liu Feng's wheelchair to move horizontally like Lenger Wuling, blocking Li Shixin's body!

   "Uncle Li, I still can't hear it. The voice is too small, the voice is too small!"

  The cry from Shi Hongmei again on the phone mixed with the cry of the security guard behind him. Li Shixin gritted his teeth fiercely, picked up the speaker, and ran to the small forest in front of the square.

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

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

   Then, the bass in his hand fluctuated severely!

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

  "Maybe the melancholy of being lost will shatter my steps."

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

  "Although the pain of failure has left me bruised and bruised."

   "But I firmly believe that the light... is far away!"

  Following his sudden high-pitched singing, the windows of the inpatient building in the distance opened.

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

   "But I firmly believe that the light is far away!"

The bass in   's hand, following Li Shixin's flipping fingers, made an extremely surging chord.

  With the last treble, the blue veins on Li Shixin’s forehead stretched!

  "Confirm that the light is far away, far away!!!"

  As soon as the song progressed to the last sentence, Li Shixin, who sang for a whole night and hurried to the hospital, was already relieved.

  Following the last high pitch, the strength of his whole body seemed to be instantly taken away by an invisible big hand.

  The song ended, and 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 these old people didn't seem to be here to make trouble—they seemed to pay tribute to something, and they absolutely had nothing to do with money.

  噗.

  In the silence, Li Shixin, who was completely relieved, knelt on the ground.

  It took a full ten seconds before 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, go well! It's set, we will be together again in the next life"

   "Range!"

   "Range!" "Range!" "Range!"

   "Range!" "Range!" "Range!"

  All the old fans followed Li Shixin and raised their **** high.

   let out a loud shout.

  ……

   "Range!"

  Didu, Didu, Didu.

  Drop

  With a loud cry from a distance into the ward, the heart rate instrument pulled out a long straight line after the last beating.

   "Dad!!!"

  Listening to this sound announcing the end of life, the three daughter-in-laws of the Shi family knelt down before the hospital bed with a thud, tears streaming down.

During the funeral of the three women, Shi Hongmei beside the hospital bed wiped the tears from her face, and took up Shi Agui's right hand.

  Looking at the posture where the **** was finally held, she burst into tears...laughed.

   "Don't cry, look at it."

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

  Shi Hongbing, Shi Hongxue, and Shi Hongqi three brothers stared at the straight **** for a moment.

   Immediately, with a puff, the snot and tears from his mouth were sprayed far away.

   "Dad heard it."

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

   "Well, we don't cry."

  (End of this chapter)