Chapter 768 The road sees injustice, roar! (Please subscribe!)

  Li Shixin’s Weibo has been angered by Lin Gangren because of his strength. After the box office counterattack of "Just Love", it has not been updated.

  After all, the previous series of big moves have taken up too much public opinion resources.

  At around seven in the morning on weekends, not many people are active on Weibo.

  Ran Goose, a small wave of sand sculpture fans, still communicates harmoniously and lovingly in the comment area;

   "Xin Ye is so ruthless. After the box office broke 1 billion, he completely bid farewell to the Internet and began to jump repeatedly on various talk shows. I completely forgot about us who helped him reach the box office black eight!"

   "Upstairs said so, tears overflowed my eyes suddenly. It's really a sense of humiliation as a tool person."

"Rongzhou, Zhejiang Province, Rongzhou, Zhejiang Province, Rongdian Cinemas closed down. The **** old man Xinye made a box office of two and five hundred million, and he took his little apprentice away! We have no choice but to post. Sao Tie repays debts. The original price of 30 praises and 50 praises, now all only need a double-click! All only need a double-click!"

   "Fuck it, visually check the fire upstairs! I'll send you a red envelope of fifty cents. You delete this one and replace it with me!"

  Just as the comments were rolling by in the comment area, Li Shixin updated his Weibo, which was not updated in ten days.

  As netizens clicked on the activity, two photos and a slightly blurred video were displayed in front of everyone.

  Those two photos, one was taken at night.

  In the raging fire, a firefighter was fighting a trapped woman and rushed out of the fire. In the orange flames, plumes of smoke rose from his body.

  The other photo is an alley in the early morning.

  A group of firefighters with embarrassed faces are leaning on the fire truck covered with mud. In this corner of the city, it is like a group of refugees who have just escaped from the war.

  "Sir, this is. Experiencing life in the fire brigade?"

   "So the new movie has come out?"

   "Sure! It looks like this is not a description of firefighters, it must be related to the subject. Is this a still?"

   "It's a pity that you don't see who the people except Xinye are in this photo. Xinye's "Just Love" has a good box office. This time I shoot a new film. It must be the big names, right?"

   "There must be Xu Ge in the blind guess!"

  "Unlike these people, although these people can't clearly understand their faces, Xu Ge's facial features are still very distinctive, relatively straight and angular. There are no similar characteristics among these people. So there must be no Xu Ge!"

   "Xu Ge: So godfather, love will disappear right?"

   "Puff, a group of sand sculptures, Lord Xin has posted a video! You guessed at the photo?!"

  Don’t need to be reminded in the comment area, netizens who left a lot of poems have already clicked on the video.

  The video was obviously shot with an old camera with poor pixels. In the blurry and trembling picture, you can vaguely hear the horns of cars and electric vehicles outside the box, and the music played in the street shops and recordings of soliciting business.

  Amidst the noise, a piece of morning news is playing in the car stereo;

"Last night in the shed reform area of ​​Rongdian Town in our city, a fire broke out due to the illegal use of electricity and fire. The fire started at about 18 o'clock and spread to more than 7,000 square meters in the surrounding area in just two hours. After passing the fire squadron For emergency rescue, the fire has been completely extinguished at about 7 o'clock today. Here, Rongju Voice reminds the general public to be cautious in using electricity and fire to prevent fires in life. Please listen to an international newsletter below."

  The camera lens of the phone was scanned around, and it was aimed at the young and black faces.

  Each face was full of exhaustion, facing the camera, they showed white teeth one by one.

   "There is no accompaniment, you can make do with it."

   Outside the screen, Li Shixin's voice sounded.

  In the picture, a group of black charcoals nodded with a smile.

   Immediately, Li Shixin’s very magnetic singing sounded leisurely.

   "The lights of the city at dawn, there is always a halo falling, imitators one after another."

  A character that no one cares about, who do you choose to worship or resent?

   Pretending to be cold and enthusiastic, pretending to be the shackles of freedom, what did you become in the end? "

  With Li Shixin’s unaccompanied, slightly desolate singing in the empty alley, netizens boiled in the dynamic comment area of ​​his Weibo!

   "The main part of this song is pretty good!"

   "With a sense! Although there is no accompaniment, but inexplicably shaking legs, the early victory of the party!"

   "I feel sore in my nose, and the lyrics are not clear, but I feel that there is ideal and reality in the song of Xinye."

   "What's the name of the song? Guiqiu the original song!"

   "Heh, you upstairs met Xinye on the first day?"

   "Just now the broadcast said that a fire had just been dealt with. Looking at the appearance of these firefighters, it seems that they just got off the fire?"

   "Don't tell me, these are real firefighters!"

   "It looks like it is. If there is any movie where Fu Hua Dao can achieve this level, then I have to go to the cinema to buy a ticket if I force bankruptcy,"

   "Upstairs, looking at the urinary nature of Lord Xin, it is estimated that you are going bankrupt."

  Amidst the uproar of comments, Li Shixin’s singing voice gradually entered the climax of the chorus, from a low confession-like voice.

  "Burning gorgeous lights, once blooming is enough, what you want.

  Anonymous, who am I?

  It doesn't matter who forgets, who is not, desperately walked to the end of life.

  Maybe very tired and embarrassed, maybe humble and do nothing for a lifetime.

  May never be your brilliance. "

  As Li Shixin’s explosive voice suddenly erupted, Yu Gang and the others, who was paralyzed in front of the fire engine, were stunned.

  Everyone's eyes were blurred.

  At this moment, their eyes seemed to flash past the things they had dreamed of, and the things they had lost.

  Li Shixin’s singing continues like an explosion.

   "The nameless person, who am I? It doesn't matter who you forget.

  Keep chasing, whose glory is not accompanied by tears

  No one is born the same, even if I call me an unknown person. "

  As the last word of the chorus uttered, Li Shixin's singing stopped abruptly.

  The empty alley, echoing with the lingering sound of singing.

  The camera of the phone once again scanned the black face one by one.

   "The nameless, for you those who are not noticed, but save the city again and again."

  The final picture freezes on the silly smiling faces.

  The video of just over a minute came to an abrupt end here.

  Li Shixin’s Weibo.

  Looking at the group photo of all the three classes of the Rongdian Fire Squadron, Li Shixin’s surging singing echoed in his ears, and all the netizens who watched the video were silent.

   "So, the meaning of the nameless is these firefighters who silently give but don't get the attention?"

"The firefighters in the video felt exhausted. They didn't even have the strength to speak. But in the morning news, the only thing that mentioned them was'emergency rescue by the fire brigade'. This should be the real meaning. The unnamed people in the world."

"Xin Ye's text says that mortal bodies are comparable to gods. This is his evaluation of these firefighters. But apart from major sacrifices, these people are really nameless for a lifetime. This is reality. Even if they serve us again and again. The city is doing unexpected efforts and sacrifices. This is not fair."

   "It's not fair."

   "Yes, it's too unfair."

  "What should I do if the road is uneven?"

  "The road is uneven. A roar?"

   "Nothing wrong. Lord Xin is yelling, how come our fans have to agree with our voices. Iron Guardian, where is it?"

   "Yes!"

   "Repost, go for a while?"

   "Wave!"

  With the call of active online sand sculpture netizens, Li Shixin’s dynamic forwarding volume exploded!

  (End of this chapter)