Chapter 503 Special Assistance (Ask a monthly pass!)

  Fixed Xu Huailie's side, and Li Shixin instantly felt that his heart was much brighter.

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

   is still the TV station with the largest coverage of domestic radio and television!

  If this wave is to be operated well, how big is the edge?

  Nubi is over.

  In the bedroom, he gave himself a fierce thumbs up, and Li Shixin locked the door, got into the bed, and wrapped tightly the little quilt he hadn't been lucky enough for in a long time.

   Then, decisively opened the system panel.

  User: Li Shixin

  Body age: 54 years and 10 days.

  Life balance: 530 days!

  Current applause value: 541293 points.

   Seeing a wave of waves after the three official micro-blogs promoted for himself, and once again accumulated more than half a million cheers, and the age of the body that has not changed much, Li Shixin rolled his eyes.

  Recently, the cheering value used in the lottery seems to be a little bit higher

  Betting on the dog, blocking the old man’s way of supporting the edge.

Painful realization

   Covered his heart, and missed those cheers that had gone away from him and were swallowed by the unscrupulous system, Li Shixin turned on the system's age reduction option.

  I can’t do this anymore, and if I continue to do this, I will have deviated from the original intention of my struggle.

  Old man, you have to have self-control. You have to know that this lottery option in the system is a coquettish **** who tempts you!

  Forcibly not letting his gaze drift toward the lottery option, Li Shixin exceeded the willpower of ordinary people and clicked on age reduction.

  Put in, all!

"what"

  With a strong warm current pouring into his body, Li Shixin cast his eyes and fell onto the bed.

  Drops!

  The user system panel has been updated;

  User: Li Shixin

  Body age: 52 years and 199 days.

In a trance, a beep from the system floated by Li Shixin's ears.

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

  It’s a nice fifty-two year old man

   Early the next morning, Li Shixin was quarreled by the alarm clock he set.

   Rubbed the old face that had been dented because he slept too hard, and Li Shixin got up from the bed when he heard the waves in the kitchen.

  Although it is only six o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ying has already prepared breakfast.

  This girl has been busy with the company's affairs recently, and she can't see anyone when she goes out early and returns late every day. When Li Shixin was washing, he took a random bite and then bid farewell to go out.

  An Xiaoxiao filmed the scene for more than a week. This is the first day after returning from vacation. Li Shixin shook his head helplessly when listening to the sound of milk in the bedroom door and the snoring that could not get up until ten o'clock.

   Pulled out the tunic suit at the bottom of the box, tidied himself up neatly, and looked at the energetic handsome face in the mirror and the darker gray hair. Li Shixin drew the corners of his mouth.

  The two sides said, this face is getting more and more energetic!

  Just such a standard face of an old scumbag, don’t go to an old dating show like "Family Love" to be an old scumbag, deceive and play with the feelings of middle-aged and old women

  As soon as this dangerous thought appeared, Li Shixin immediately slapped himself.

  Bah!

  You are mean!

  Should you deceive the feelings of middle-aged and elderly women?

   Fallen!

  You should continue to work hard, try to get up as soon as possible and restore the appearance to the level of the sky-defying level of all ages, and then deceive the feelings of young girls!

  Her eyebrows cast a warning look at the self 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 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 the time when I walked through and was panting, my cardiopulmonary function is more than one level stronger.

  Don’t worry about sudden death at all!

  Standing at the entrance of the park, taking advantage of the effort of calm breathing, Ren's morning breeze dried the thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and Li Shixin strode into the cemetery where the Martyrs Monument is located.

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

   "Believe Grandpa!"

  Before Li Shixin came close, there was a sudden hello from the student group.

   Seeing Chen Boshi, who was wearing a fat school uniform and flicking his double pony tails to argue with him, Li Shixin beckoned.

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

   patted Chen Boshi's head, and Li Shixin smiled and said, "Old man, my legs are not flexible."

  (Lll￢ω￢)

  In Chen Boshi’s contempt of "I believe in you, a ghost, you are a dead old man", Li Shixin laughed, "I sent you WeChat yesterday to prepare, are you ready?

"Ok!"

   Nodded in satisfaction, Li Shixin patted Chen Boshi's ponytail, and the old and the young walked towards the martyrs monument together.

   "Shixin, why did you come here?"

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

   Nodded 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 am not the protagonist."

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

  Li Shixin’s hands were nothing else—it was the military medal that had been turned out from the box under Liu Feng's bed before.

  After the old man's dazed effort, Li Shixin bent down and dimmed the gilded layer, but still can see the medal to the sun, which is pinned to the chest of the old man's jacket.

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

  In the eyes of more than a thousand people in the audience, they slowly walked under the monument to the martyrs, which was taller than the old trees in the park.

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

  This scene made the unprepared old man Liu Feng a little nervous. Sitting in the wheelchair, turning around and holding Li Shixin's hand, he asked tremblingly.

   "Haha, Chen Boshi and their principal want me to come over and give the students a patriotic education class. I thought about it yesterday, this class is not suitable for me, you have to tell the children."

   "Oh, this is not nonsense. Me, what would I say?"

  Hearing what Li Shixin said, and seeing all the students standing in order, Old Man Liu Feng panicked. Struggling to get up from the wheelchair.

  Forcibly pushed the old man back into the wheelchair and sat down, Li Shixin smiled and supported the wheelchair, facing the teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School, stood in front of the monument.

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

"Students, where we are now is the monument to the martyrs in Chengdu. Here, 113 martyrs are asleep. Among them, some fell in the snowy mountains and grasslands of the Long March, and some sacrificed. On the battlefields of resistance to Japan, liberation, and resistance to US aggression and aid to Korea, some were sacrificed in the hands of wicked criminals, while others stood up at times of crisis and gave their lives for the lives and property safety of the people in peacetime.

  These one hundred and thirteen martyrs have an average age of only 31 years old. The youngest is only 14 years old, about the same age as you! Classmates, I just call on everyone to come over today, just to let you know that our peace and happiness today do 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 enjoy the happy and ordinary life today, when you dislike the hard work of studying, the food is not to your appetite, the clothes are not beautiful, and the holidays are not enough, you can think about those who have no books to read, no food to satisfy their hunger, and ragged clothes. And the predecessors who will always stay in their best years. "

  As Principal Zhou’s voice fell, Chen Boshi, who was standing at the forefront of the student queue, took a step forward.

  "To those who have lain here forever, those who are still alive, in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the War of Liberation, the War of Resistance against U.S. Aid Korea, and the predecessors who have given their lives and blood and sweat for the national cause, salute the group!

brush!

   Following Chen Boshi’s command, more than a thousand students clenched their right fists and raised them to their ears.

Looking at the vigorous faces, the neat and clean school uniforms under those faces, the sky without gunpowder smoke, and the peaceful and peaceful park, Liu Feng’s nose and eye sockets are red again. .

   "Good, good"

  In the old man’s gratified and excited eyes, Chen Boshi led the students to lower their arms.

   Then, he walked in front of Liu Feng.

   Silently took out a tube of hand cream from the pocket of the school uniform, squeezed it out, and held up Liu Feng's palms that were like dead branches.

   Carefully spread the hand cream on those old hands, Chen Boshi raised his head and grinned open.

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

  Behind Chen Boshi.

  Students came forward, putting comic books, hero kill cards, fingertip spinners, Lego bricks, figures, and micro drones in front of Liu Feng and the monument.

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

  Looking at Li Shixin, who was smiling and not speaking, silently put the gloves on Liu Feng's hand that was trembling slightly with excitement.

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

   Facing a question from Liu Liliu loosening his biting lip, Liu Feng raised the funny hand because he was wearing a cat's claw glove and wiped away his tears.

   "It's cold, but it's worth it!"

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

  (End of this chapter)