Make the rabbit at the beginning, exposing the deeds of the national soldiers

He smiled and shook his head, didn't answer the question, but said happily.

"Come."

"Everyone put your hands up."

"Let's go back to 1932 and cheer for the old man!"

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a certain neighborhood.

At the home of the scrubber.

The young son pointed to his father wearing the "big black box" and asked curiously.

"Mother."

"Why did they give Dad these glasses? Is it to treat Dad's eyes?"

The child's words were innocent, but they deeply hurt the mother's heart.

The woman bit her lip and raised her head slightly so that the tears would pour into her eyes and not stay out.

"Yes."

"This big black box sent by the uncles and aunts in the community can heal the eyes in my father's heart."

now.

This messy home is full of people.

Although the small space seems more crowded, it has a lot of heart-warming popularity.

"Sister, don't be wronged."

"Our community doesn't have any big skills. Just now I heard that our family used to be a member of the national team, so they sent Yangshi's video qualification. It's our kindness."

The women thanked each other, and the man lay on the old sofa without saying a word, but what he was wearing was not the apron used to wipe off the oil, but the red sportswear that he had kept under the box for more than ten years.

Time is easy to get old, and youth is no longer.

Although the bright red national team sportswear was still bright, the man's out-of-shape figure made the zipper difficult to close, and the waistband of his trousers was stretched enough.

Everyone in the room looked at the man's slightly funny clothes, but no one was smiling. They were all staring at the small TV screen, looking for the figure of the man.

The man clenched his hands.

Don't know what he saw.

The masseter muscle suddenly tightened, and the walnut-sized Adam's apple kept rolling up and down.

He opened his mouth slightly.

Slowly but firmly hummed a song.

"Arise, you who will not be slaves..."

"..."

"Build our new Great Wall..."

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Look at the TV screen again.

The constantly appearing red figures, like scattered dandelion seeds being ignited, turned into little sparks with an irresistible momentum, and quickly fell slowly across the entire Olympic venue with the breeze.

From near to far, the camera overlooks the entire clubhouse from top to bottom.

I can only see that a little bit of red is connected into a red thread, and a red thread is woven into a piece of the Red Sea.

The Red Sea is churning, and the waves are surging.

Those foreigners who were still sneering, booing, and insulting the sick man in East Asia with their sticks horizontally had disbelief on their faces.

They stood there in a daze, staring at these Xia people who appeared in the venue quietly as if they knew magic.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This is simply more shocking than the illusory miracles in their "Bible"!

"Oh my god!"

A blond woman with heavy makeup opened her mouth wide, holding a leather bag in her hand, and exclaimed.

Standing opposite her was a sturdy man with a big gold chain around his neck and red flags all over his face.

"What are you looking at?!"

The man's eyes were wide open, and his voice was as loud as a trumpet.

Although the blond girl couldn't understand the man's words, she was startled away by the sound, rolled her eyes, and fainted on the stand.

The man scratched his tough head and spoke with a thick northeast accent.

"Why does this foreign girl still touch porcelain?"

talking.

The eldest brother quickly ran to the side, and then looked around the track, looking for Liu Changchun! !

But before he saw Liu Changchun, he found another very conspicuous person.

How conspicuous is it?

A total of 54 gold medals of various kinds were hung around his neck, and when a ray of light fell, the golden light all over his body pierced straight to the point that everyone couldn't open their eyes.

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Chapter 152 Crying, laughing, and proud.

This man shrouded in golden light is named Liu Feixiang.

He was very well-proportioned, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, bent down and lightly touched the runway under his feet.

110 meter hurdles.

That was the domain he ruled.