Senior Superstar

For Li Shixin, Liu Feng's children are no strangers.

Not to mention that the youngest son, Liu Jianye, had dealt with Li Shixin when he was running a small theater, but the other children also met Li Shixin during video chats with the old man.

After all, in the past year or so, Li Shixin played with the old man like a kindergarten principal.

"Uncle Li!" "Uncle Li!"

Patting the shoulder of Liu Feng's grandson who was forcibly dumped, Li Shixin waved to Liu Feng's sons and daughters.

"How is the afternoon?"

Facing Li Shixin's question, Liu Jianye glanced at his own father, and shook his head distressed and helpless.

"It's always been like this, it's been arguing and cold. The doctor said it was stimulated by external factors, but my dad is old, and the conventional psychological medical methods can't be used. Oh, I can only, I can only do a little counseling, it's not good. Method."

Hearing this, Li Shixin nodded.

At noon, when he was attacking XPO fans on Weibo, he posted the situation of Mr. Liu Feng on the Internet. But it attracted ridicule from a group of brainless fans, saying that Liu Feng is old and glass-hearted, and he touches Ci XPO and Park Minhao.

Li Shixin knows what it's like for a person's beliefs to collapse.

After comforting his sons and daughters, Li Shixin walked up to the old man with his old fans.

Seeing that Liu Feng, who was usually an old naughty boy, has become like this, and the afternoon has passed without any improvement, a group of old fans sighed again.

"Brother Feng, don't be sad. In the afternoon, Shixin vented his anger on you! He scolded those little bastards who are enemies on Weibo!"

"Not only those little bastards, but Shixin scolded those who are in charge of education and publicity! Brother Feng, the Internet patrol has taken over the lairs of those little bastards!"

"That's right, Brother Feng, Shixin said that he wants to produce a work to teach those young people a lesson. Get well soon, we have to support Shixin together!"

"Brother Feng, you should say something."

"Grandpa Feng, don't be like this. Huh, huh. Can't we take you to eat chicken and play PS4 with you?"

Surrounded by a group of old friends and young friends, Liu Feng didn't respond.

Seeing this scene, Li Shixin walked up silently and squatted in front of the old man.

Looking at the eyes that were rolling around like a child before, now they are as muddy as a pool of stagnant water. After only one day, the whole person seems to be ten years older. Li Shixin silently took out his mobile phone, and took the trouble to review the blessings of netizens on Weibo for the old man, as well as the fierce battle on Weibo in the afternoon.

Seeing that Liu Feng still didn't respond, Li Shixin sighed.

"Brother Feng, it can't be like this, think about what you are living for? It is to see the world for those comrades who died, and then tell them. You think that what happened yesterday, you can't tell them. But have you ever thought about it, if something bad happened to you because of this incident, and you went down to meet those brothers, what would you say? You told them that you were hurt to death by the current children? If so, Those brothers will be more sad than you!"

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Hearing Li Shixin's logic, Liu Feng's eyes flickered slightly, but he still didn't speak.

"So you have to live well and live well. Watch those ignorant children become sensible, watch more children grow up, remember and carry your beliefs, and make this country better than it is now, It's more fun. At that time, you will be able to pat your chest and tell them that their sacrifices were not in vain. This prosperous age has fulfilled their original wish. Brother Feng, do you make sense of what I said?"

Following Li Shixin's persuasion, Liu Feng's cloudy old eyes turned red.

"Shixin." His lips moved.

Seeing that the old man finally spoke other than "cold", a group of old fans and Liu Feng's descendants all gathered around.

Liu Feng glanced at the crowd blankly, then set his eyes on Li Shixin, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

When Li Shixin grasped those hands that looked like dead branches, Liu Feng's two lines of tears "swipe" down.

"All day long, I've been thinking about the time of the war. But it's been so long, and there are many people, I have forgotten what they looked like. Some things, I can't remember clearly .Shishin, I almost forgot."

Seeing Liu Feng crying like a child, Li Shixin heaved a sigh of relief.

Patting Liu Feng's arm, he comforted: "It doesn't matter if you forget, let's write them down!"

With that said, Li Shixin waved to Liu Feng's grandson, and pushed the old man into the room.

In Liu Feng's room.

Liu Feng's children and a group of old fans were all driven out. He casually found a pen and paper in the room, and Li Shixin sat by the bed.

Looking at Liu Feng who was silently lying on the bed, as if he had a serious illness, he was very happy.

"Brother Feng, let's do nothing today, just write down everything you can think of. Okay?"

On the bed, Liu Feng blinked, showing a trace of bewilderment.

"Where does this come from?"

"Whatever you can think of, just say it. Say it wherever you think of it, and I'll organize it for you later."

Faced with Li Shixin's relief, Liu Feng set his eyes on the ceiling.

After thinking for a long time, I said sadly: "I am the only child of the three houses in our old Liu family. I remember that when I was 15 years old, the central government broadcasted that the devil was calling. I and my 21-year-old nephew Wang Shunde stole So I went to the public office and lied about my age, and reported my name."

"My second aunt was handing over the autumn grain at the public office. Knowing that I had signed up, she ran back to the village on tiptoe, called more than a dozen relatives, snatched me back, and locked me with chains. At that time When, after beating the devils and beating the old oars, nine out of ten old men from the Liu family died under the guns. They were afraid that after they broke up, they wouldn’t let me go.”

"In the barn, I pried open a floor, climbed up to the shed, and jumped down at night while a few old aunts of my family were asleep. I found Wang Shunde, smeared and ran to the district office for one night. Tianhe and more than 500 young people followed the instructors who received the troops to the county, where they practiced throwing grenades and digging trenches for three months before we arrived at the border in a tin truck.”

Following the old man's clueless and ambiguous narration of time and events, the ballpoint pen in Li Shixin's hand was like a wandering dragon.

A natural story script has already taken shape.

"Originally, my mother was afraid that I would die prematurely, so she gave me a humble name Liu Ya. After entering the dynasty, I saw so many mountains for the first time. It's really high and big! Lying in a ravine to hide from the plane's detection I asked the instructor what is the name of the one that is taller than the mountain, and the instructor said where is the peak, so I changed the name. "Instructor"

Speaking of old comrades in arms, Liu Feng's narrative paused.

"The instructor is from Shanghai. I remember him. He is the only one in the whole company who wears glasses. What does he look like? Eh? What does he look like?"

Li Shixin, who was preparing to record, looked at Liu Feng who was on the bed, his face was stained with pain because he couldn't remember the appearance of his comrade-in-arms, and raised his eyebrows.

There is a stack of photos in Liu Feng's wooden box. However, most of the photos were taken later. There are only a few photos that actually record him and his teammates, and they are not very clear.

Seeing the old man in pain, Li Shixin picked up his pen.

I spent a few stick figures on the notebook.

That is a cute rabbit.

After drawing a five-pointed star military cap for the rabbit and filling in a pair of black-rimmed glasses, Li Shixin handed the sketchbook to Mr. Liu Feng.

"Look like?"

Looking at the cute rabbit, Mr. Liu Feng was taken aback and laughed.

"Yeah! There's Shen Yun!"

But as he was enjoying himself, the old man's tears came down again.

"It looks fatter than the instructor. When he died, I carried him off the ground. Such a tall man, after dozens of days of starvation, left a handful of bones when he left!"