Senior Superstar

After dealing with Xu Huailie's side, Li Shixin instantly felt his heart become brighter.

Regardless of the current TV viewing habits, whether it is being seized by the Internet, but what is the concept of CCTV?

It is still the TV station with the largest radio and television coverage in China at present!

If this wave is handled well, how big will it be?

It's over.

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

Then, decisively opened the system panel.

User: Li Shixin

Physical age: 54 years and 10 days.

Life balance: 530 days!

Current applause value: 541293 points.

Li Shixin rolled his eyes when he saw that after the three major official Weibo promoted him, he had accumulated more than 500,000 applause points again, and his body age had not changed much.

The applause value used in the lottery seems to be a little bit more recently.

Betting on the dog blocked the old man Zhi Leng's path.

Painful realization

Covering his heart, thinking about those applause values ​​that had left him and been swallowed up by the unscrupulous system, Li Shixin turned on the system's age reduction option.

I can't do it like this anymore, if I go on like this, I've deviated from the original intention of my struggle.

Old man, you must have self-control, and you must know that the lottery option in the system is a coquettish bitch that tempts you!

Forced not to let his eyes drift to the lottery selection, Li Shixin clicked on age reduction with his willpower beyond ordinary people.

Put it all in!

"ah"

With a strong warm current pouring into his body, Li Shixin rolled his eyes and fell down on the bed.

drop!

The user system panel has been updated;

User: Li Shixin

Physical age: 52 years and 199 days.

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

The moment he fell asleep, a smile appeared on Li Shixin's satisfied old face.

Fifty-two-year-old man, very nice.

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

Rubbing his old face that had been dented due to a deep sleep, Li Shixin got up from the bed when he heard the noises coming from the kitchen.

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

This girl has been busy with the company's affairs recently. She leaves early and returns late every day, so she can't see anyone at all. While Li Shixin was washing up, he took a random bite and said goodbye and went out.

An Xiaoxiao has been filming for more than a week, and this is the first day back from vacation. Listening to the sound of milk coming from inside the bedroom door, which was clearly the sound of snoring that would not wake up before ten o'clock, Li Shixin shook his head helplessly.

He found the Chinese tunic suit at the bottom of the suitcase, tidied himself up neatly, looked at the handsome face in the mirror, and the gray hair that was darker, Li Shixin raised the corners of his mouth.

Two words without support, this face is getting more and more energetic!

Just such a standard old scumbag face, don't go to an old scumbag like "Followers love each other" to be an old scumbag, cheat and play with the feelings of middle-aged and elderly women.

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

Pooh!

You are a bitch!

Should you cheat on the affections of middle-aged and older women?

fall!

You should continue to work hard, strive to stand up as soon as possible and restore your appearance to the level of all ages, and then go to deceive the feelings of young girls!

He raised his eyebrows and cast a warning look at himself in the mirror, Li Shixin nodded heavily, and then put on his shiny leather shoes.

It was already seven o'clock when we arrived at the Martyrs Monument in People's Park.

In order to test the results of age reduction this time, Li Shixin did not take a taxi or take a bus, but walked all the way from Jianhong Community to People's Park three kilometers away.

Standing in the park, taking deep breaths evenly to calm his heartbeat, Li Shixin smiled slightly.

Compared with the time when I just passed through the body and was panting when I walked, my cardiopulmonary function has been strengthened by more than one level.

Don't worry about sudden death at all!

Standing at the gate of the park, taking advantage of the calm breathing time, letting the morning breeze dry the thin layer of sweat on his forehead, Li Shixin strode into the cemetery where the martyr's monument is located.

Seeing that a large group of students in Bailan school uniforms were already standing in the square in front of the cemetery, and his group of old fans beside him were also in place, Li Shixin smiled slightly.

"Trust Grandpa!"

Before Li Shixin approached, a crisp greeting sounded from the group of students.

Seeing Chen Boshi running towards him wearing a fat school uniform and swinging his ponytails, Li Shixin waved.

"Grandpa Xin, why did you come here? This is about to start."

Patting Chen Boshi on the head, Li Shixin smiled and said, "Old man, your legs and feet are not flexible."

(lll￢ω￢)

Under Chen Boshi's contempt of "I believe you are a ghost, you are a dead old man", Li Shixin laughed, "What I sent you on WeChat yesterday, are you ready?

"Um!"

Nodding in satisfaction, Li Shixin patted Chen Boshi's ponytail, and walked towards the Martyrs Monument together.

"Shixin, why are you here?"

When passing by a group of old fans, Mr. Liu Feng, who was in the team, was sitting in a wheelchair and beckoning.

Nodding to Wu Ming, Zhao Jinzhi, Qiao Hong, Zhang Weiyu, Zhang Yaozhong and other old fans, Li Shixin smiled and took out an object from his pocket and handed it to Liu Feng.

"Because today, I'm not the protagonist."

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

What Li Shixin had in his hand was nothing else—it was the military medal that was dug out from the box under Liu Feng's bed earlier.

While the old man was in a daze, Li Shixin bent down, and pinned the gold-plated medal that was dimmed, but still vaguely visible in the past, to the chest of the old man's jacket.

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

Under the attention of thousands of people in the audience, they slowly walked to the monument to the martyrs, which was taller than the ancient trees in the park.

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

This scene made Mr. Liu Feng, who was not prepared at all, a little nervous. Sitting in the wheelchair, he turned around and held Li Shixin's hand, and asked tremblingly.

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

"Oops, that's not bullshit. Me, what would I say?"

Hearing what Li Shixin said, and seeing the students standing neatly in the audience, Mr. Liu Feng panicked. Struggling to get up from the wheelchair.

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

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

"Students, where we are now is the Martyrs Monument in Rongcheng. Here, one hundred and thirteen martyrs are buried. Among them, some fell in the snow-capped mountains and grasslands of the Long March, and some died in the On the battlefields of the War of Resistance Against Japan, Liberation, and the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, some died in the hands of vicious gangsters, while others stood up in times of crisis and gave their lives for the lives and property of the people in peacetime.

The average age of these 113 martyrs is only 31 years old. The youngest is only 14 years old, about the same age as you! Classmates, the reason why I called everyone to come here today is to let you know that our peace and happiness today did 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 liking, 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 seniors who will always stay in their best years. "

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

"To those who have been buried here forever, those who are still alive, who fought in the War of Resistance Against Japan, the War of Liberation, the War of Resisting U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, and those who gave their lives and sweat for the cause of the country, salute to the group!"

brush!

Following Chen Boshi's order, more than a thousand students in the audience clenched their right fists and raised them to their ears.

Looking at the faces brimming with vigor, looking at the neat and clean school uniforms under those faces, seeing no gunpowder smoke, only the sky where insects and birds swarmed and the peaceful park, Liu Feng's nose and eye sockets turned red again .

"well"

Under the gratified and excited eyes of the old man, Chen Boshi led the students to lower their arms.

Then, he walked in front of Liu Feng.

Silently, he took out a tube of hand cream from the pocket of his school uniform, squeezed out a lump, and picked up Liu Feng's palms shaped like dead branches.

Applying the hand cream carefully on those old hands, Chen Boshi raised his head and grinned.

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

Behind Chen Boshi.

The students also stepped forward one by one, and put comic books, hero killing cards, fidget spinners, Lego blocks, figures, and miniature drones in front of Liu Feng and the monument.

In the team, Zhou Lingling and Liu Liuliu walked up to Liu Feng with blushing faces and each holding a pair of plush gloves.

Looking at Li Shixin, who was smiling and silent, he silently put the gloves on Liu Feng's slightly trembling hands due to excitement.

"Grandpa, is North Korea's winter really that cold?"

Facing Liu Liuliu's questioning from his biting lips, Liu Feng raised his hand which looked a little funny because of the cat's claw gloves, and wiped away his tears.

"It's cold, but it's worth it!"

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