What? Did he report it under his real name again?

The theme of the final week that netizens have been waiting for has finally been unveiled. .

The last week of May – Heroes Week

The picture was still black, and words were typed out on the screen.

1995 - Police number 01363 was activated.

2004 - Police number 01363 was sealed.

2010 - Police number 01363 is reactivated.

2015 - Police number 01363 was sealed.

2019 - Police number 01363 is reactivated.

2023 - Police number 01363 will be permanently sealed. . . .

Did you know that the sirens have been reset?

One siren was reset three times. .

When a police officer dies, his police number will be sealed!

When activated again, it means that his descendants have inherited his siren.

After that, I restarted intermittently three times.

After that, permanent storage means do you know what this means?

It means that the people of this police number 01363 sacrificed their lives for the country,

Full of loyalty.

No more descendants! ! !

. . . . . . .

The video was silent for a long time. . Type it word by word again.

Do you know what is the most beautiful retrograde?

The screen appears.

There was a big explosion in a chemical plant. Only one person from a certain fire squadron was left, and all the others died. . .

The young firefighter faced the evacuated crowd alone and walked firmly towards the fire. . . .

The subtitles continue: Do you know what Chen Muwen Yong is?

Chen Xiangrong, a young soldier from Tibetan area, died heroically for the empire at the age of 19.

The moment the mother learned that her son had died, the first thing she asked was: "Was my son brave when he defended the border??"

So when those shit-eating dogs provocatively asked: Do the young people of this generation of the Ming Empire still have the bloody spirit to not care about life and death?

I said. . . We have. .

"Parting Flowers", written by Chen Zhe and sung by Wen Renxue, sounded softly.

The subtitles slowly typed out the last line:

There is no such thing as quiet time, it’s just that someone is carrying the burden for us! ! !

If the videos of the three armed forces in the past three weeks have brought you sadness, shock and pride!

In the end, what this Hero Week brings to you is just silence.

None of you would have thought that in these quiet days,

There are many without them, in order to protect the heroes, in order to protect this land,

Quietly sacrificing themselves at their respective posts. . !

The last two days of May,

There are road signs, open-air screens, rooftops, subway stations, and underground corridors in countless cities.

There are even some company corridors that tacitly display photos and profiles of heroes who sacrificed their lives in peacetime!

Chen Zhe had not spent any of the money he had prepared in advance to buy advertising. .

A reply from Musashi Maki, who loves finger pancakes, received the most likes.

“On May 5, I wanted to catch the bus to the company as usual.

At the stop sign, I saw two billboards introducing those heroes.

So I sat on the bus and read from stop sign to stop sign.

It got dark accidentally,

Wen Renxue's "Farewell Blooms" has been played on loop in the headphones all day, and I think I understand!

thank you all! "

The whole of May is the month of Douyin Empire, the month of the awakening of the imperial bloodline.

The stormy waves set off by Douyin this month drowned out all the negative news about the empire.

Chen Zhe received countless complimentary calls from his elders, and he did not want to accept these compliments.

Compared to those heroes who lay underground for the people of the empire, he was just a communicator. .

Countless official organizations of the Ming Empire have registered official accounts on Douyin.

Also this month, Queen Zhou, the mother of the Ming Empire, opened an official Douyin account.

And praised Douyin for this activity!

May, a perfect month!

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"Hey, godmother, please don't praise me. This is what I should do. After all, I am also a citizen of the Ming Empire." Chen Zhe was immune to the praise from his godmother on the phone. Then he said:

"By the way, godmother, I want to set up a charity fund in the name of Sister Wenwen. I would like to ask your opinion."

"This is a good thing. You don't have to ask me what you want to do and whether your godmother supports you..." When Li Muxuan heard Chen Zhe mention Wen Nuan, he was just stunned for a moment and then answered happily.

"Okay, then I have an idea. Thank you godmother." When Chen Zuo saw that Li Muxuan agreed, he agreed and hung up the phone.

"Xiaozhe's phone number?" Wen Taicheng asked as he sat next to Li Muchuan with a tea cup.

"Yes, Xiaozhe wants to set up a charity foundation in the name of our warmth. He wants to ask for our opinions, and I agreed!" Li Muxuan's eyes turned red.

Wen Taicheng sighed: "Our warm hearts have really met the right person." After saying that, he hugged Li Muxuan:

"So are we".

Li Muxuan wiped away tears: "Yes, they are all good children, but our family's life is not good!"

"Why are you talking about this after so long?" Wen Taicheng scolded!

"Yes, yes, no more!" Li Muxuan said with a smile.

"After Xiaozhe's foundation is established, we will also donate some. Anyway, Xiaozhe is not short of money, so we don't have to worry about it!" Wen Taicheng thought for a while and said.

Li Muxuan: "Then how much should we donate?"

Wen Taicheng leaned on the sofa and said quietly: "Just two hundred million..."

Chen Zhe drove to the hospital and was filled with emotion when he saw the hospital that had issued a critical illness notice to him.

People who want to die don't die. .

People who don’t want to die leave forever. . .

He contacted Nuan Nuan's attending doctor, got the video of Nuan Nuan's last moments, and took a look at the hospital before getting in the car. Leave without looking back.

Chen Zhe stayed in Wen Renxue's recording studio and spent an afternoon producing "Lifeline".

The track was released to the Empire Royal Music Network at [-]pm.

Then he posted a video on Douyin. This song

"This heart-song is 5 minutes long.

What is recorded is the heartbeat of my sister Nuan Nuan in her last moments.

158 ticks.

Cardiac arrest lasts for 17 seconds, with a minimum of 8 seconds. The fastest heart rate is 36 beats per minute, and the slowest heart rate is 30 beats per minute.

The record is as follows:

0:16—12 times

0:38—21 times

1:02—34 times

1:19—46 times

1:19-1:30 sudden stop

1:44—52 times

1:49-2:00 sudden stop

2:20-66

2:37—78 times

3:00-88 times

3:35—102 times

3:40-4:51 Sudden stop, rescue failed,

Her heart stopped beating!

Then her heart saved me. .

This is the whole process of Sister Nuan's last moments in this world. .

I want to use this method to preserve the traces of Sister Nuan Nuan’s existence in this world.

Even if she is no longer here. . . . .

But as long as music doesn't die,

She will always exist. . . "