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

As soon as Liu Feixiang turned his head, he saw Liu Changchun not far away.

Excited, he raised the 54 gold medals in his arms to his ancestors as if offering treasures, smiling all over his face.

That smile is powerful and confident!

When the audience in front of the screen saw this scene, they all stood up and cheered, and tears of excitement poured out as if they didn't want money.

"Liu Feixiang!"

"The existence that beat foreigners head-on on the straight track!"

"He actually returned to 1932!"

"It's not just him, look at the east side of the stands, it's full of Olympic champions! They're all going to cheer for Liu Changchun!"

"Liu Changchun, you are not alone! 1932, here we come!"

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The foreigners at the scene were still sluggish, and some even dislocated their mouths because they grew too big.

shocked.

All the yelling and unbearable insults just now are gone!

The most fearsome athlete stood beside the podium, staring at the Xia Guoren in red suit who suddenly appeared on the field, and slowly stood up straight.

He took off the cross from his neck and put it on his chest, closed his eyes and muttered in a panic.

"God."

"This must be your miracle, please forgive my ignorance."

at the same time.

Yangshi Building Studio.

Cheers and cheers from the staff rolled back and forth inside the building, and their excited shouts could be heard across the street.

"More than people, who am I, Xia Guo, afraid of!"

"Although I know that these sluggishness are all due to performances, it's still really refreshing!"

"This skill is too awesome, that shit is not worthy to come to the house to lift our shoes!"

"Hey, hey, don't hang gold medals on Senior Liu, you're going to bury him with gold medals!!"

"One word! Awesome!!"

"Holy shit the line is about to blow up, hurry up and open a new tributary!!"

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In a square in the country.

On the huge electronic screen, the screen of "Into the Heroes" is being broadcast in real time.

When seeing the red wave that almost covered the entire venue, thousands of spectators felt an inexplicable pride in their hearts.

Although they are very clear.

This is just a special effect made by Yangshi. It is impossible for them to really go back to 1932 and cheer for Liu Changchun, who shouldered the mission of the Xia Kingdom and traveled across the ocean and thousands of miles alone.

But at this moment.

Seeing that Liu Changchun was surrounded by his compatriots and no longer had to be humiliated by foreigners, each of them forcibly suppressed their rationality and released their long-suppressed sensibility.

Raise the small red flag in your hand and shout loudly to the big screen.

"1932 Come on!"

"Liu Changchun, come on!"

And in the picture.

The entire Olympic venue seemed to be surrounded by [-] Xia people. Some foreigners were so frightened that they directly raised their hands in gestures of surrender.

No surprises.

This Surrender No.1 is Gallic Chicken Man!It's a subconscious behavior that's baked into their DNA.

of course.

It wasn't just foreigners who were stunned, Liu Changchun, who became the focus of everyone's attention, was also stunned.

The No. 1 in the Summer Olympics, stood in place like a sculpture, allowing some fellow compatriots with medals around their necks to hang their medals on him.

He didn't understand what was going on?

Could it be that the compatriot who was wearing a black shirt at the beginning really came from a later generation?

How could it be possible to let so many Xia country compatriots show up and turn the Olympic Hall into a sea of ​​red with just one sentence?

Liu Changchun swallowed hard, looked at Qin Yu in surprise, pointed to the people around him, and asked.

"They...they are..."

He wanted to force himself to calm down, but found that he couldn't do it at all, which was too shocking.

see.

Qin Yu smiled and replied directly.

"They are what I said, the family that came with me to cheer for you in 1932."

Liu Changchun only felt that his head was not enough, so he continued to ask with some stammer.

"so."

"You.... Are you really from the afterlife??"

Qin Yu nodded.

"senior."

"I really come from later generations, 89 years later to be precise. They are the same, from the same era as me."

"We have only one purpose here, and that is to cheer for you and make this Luoshanji your home stadium!"