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43 . We’re here! 1938! To support you!

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Su Chen represented all the audiences in the future.

He had to be extra careful with every word he said, because the face of the Central TV Station and the face of China could not be trampled on.

Therefore…

When the person in charge of the Olympics said that the weak deserved to be beaten, they stood at attention.

Su Chen was neither servile nor overbearing. He also used their words to persuade the other party.

"Don't underestimate the weak. One day, they will be even taller than that day.”

"Don't cling to the powerful. The powerful will one day trample on you!”

This sentence also came from the Western Bible.

It was just a proverb that had been circulated among the people after being slightly modified.

The audience in front of the television never expected Su Chen to retort in such a way. Moreover, every word he said would come true a hundred years later!

"F * ck, it's soft, it's soft!"

"This sentence doesn't contain a single swear word, but it makes me feel so good. Haha, give him a taste of his own medicine!”

"That's right! China was indeed weak back then, but today, climbing mountains and filling the sea was even higher than the sky!”

"At that time, all the countries were strong, but now, aren't they still gradually being trampled under China's feet?”

"Sigh, it's a pity that even if Su Chen said it, these foreigners wouldn't be able to imagine today's scene!”

Especially Su Chen's last sentence that contained deep meaning!

It even blew up every single Hua Xia son and grandson who were watching the show "China's Collection"!

"Who told you that I'm from China, which has 400 million people?”

Su Chen's words were obvious enough.

If China with 400 million people was weak, then what about China with 1.4 million people?

In the image.

Su Chen stood on the main stage of the 1938 Olympics and looked at all the shocked foreigners.

They were all whispering to each other, even suspecting the Chinese on the main stage.

Liu Changchun's hands that were holding the CHNia brand were sore.

But he swore to himself in his heart.

No matter what, he would not let this sign fall before he walked around the field today.

Su Chen smiled as he looked at the skinny figure.

He could scowl at all the foreigners, but when he saw that thin body, Su Chen still felt a lump in his throat.

He came today to give Liu Chang. Spring is my backing.

Not only did he want to come, but he also wanted to bring 30,000 viewers from the future to Liu Chang. Spring, you can do it.

The audience thought that they would only appear in the special effects.

The people at the scene could not see him.

But Su Chen knew.

Once the statistics were done, what kind of results could he achieve?

"Sir, I suggest you consider the players from your country.”

"If you treat the audience like this now, the audience will not be polite to this sprinter when he starts his race.”

At this moment, Stephen, the young translator who had always admired Chinese culture, whispered in Su Chen's ear.

He looked at the audience.

Everyone here looked at Liu Chang. Chun's gaze was angered by Su Chen's words just now.

Therefore, he looked even more dissatisfied.

Su Chen smiled and did not comment.

"You have fewer people now. This is our home ground.”

"You still have to pay attention to your words.”

Stephen whispered in Su Chen's ear.

The goateed man behind him frowned and suddenly stared at Su Chen.

"Sir, may we invite you to sit down?”

"Of course."

He rushed towards Liu Chang in the middle of the track. Harumi made a gesture to continue.

Su Chen had come this time to make up for his regrets, not to destroy them.

Therefore, he first wanted Liu Changchun to complete his dream of circling the Olympic Stadium.

Moreover, it wasn't time yet!

He watched as Su Chen sat down.

Frowning, he pulled Stephen and whispered,""Stay here and watch him. Don't let him continue to disrupt the ritual.”

Stephen looked at Su Chen awkwardly and nodded.

The Olympic music continued to play.

The 30,000 foreigners in the stadium turned their attention back to Li Chang. On Spring's body.

In order to express their dissatisfaction, even louder boos once again descended on the venue of this era.

Su Chen raised his chin slightly.

His black tunic suit was perfectly ironed.

Liu Chang on the track. Chun bit her lower lip and nodded slightly at Su Chen.

The next moment, he turned around so violently that he even threw out a tear from his eye and dropped it on the competitive track.

He held the CHNia sign in his hand and began to circle around the field again.

He had to complete the part that he had not completed just now.

Liu Changchun did not show any weakness or retreat in the midst of the boos that were even more intense than before.

He resolutely walked at this distance. A country half a world away.

Even though the boos around them were louder.

However, he, Liu Changchun, was no longer alone.

There was another fellow countryman present.

The two of them were supporting the dragon in the distance!

……

Deep in the mountains, in a village compound.

Li Dongsheng, a 13 or 14-year-old teenager, looked at the television screen that was flashing with snowflakes. His blood was boiling.

On the TV, Liu Changchun was holding a sign. His lower lip was bitten until it bled.

Li Dongsheng's lower lip was also bleeding from his own bite.

Perhaps running was just like what Grandpa said, it could not fill one's stomach, but running could also bring glory to the country.

He gritted his teeth.

As a left-behind child, he did not know what national hatred was, nor did he know what a "crushed reed" was, or what a "dying light" was.

He only understood one sentence from the brother in black.

If they were weak, they would be beaten up!

If you're being beaten, you have to stand at attention!

"I don't want to be beaten, I want to run like him!”

Li Dongsheng stood up abruptly and shouted at his grandfather.

"I'm not only going to run in the mountains, but I'm also going to the provincial capital tomorrow. I'm also going to the national team!”

He turned around and pointed at Liu Chang with a childish voice. "I'll run from wherever he runs!" Chun shouted.”

His grandfather held half a bun in his hand and looked at his grandson.

Something flashed across the old man's eyes. He kicked Li Dongsheng to the ground and scolded,"Even if you run, eat the steamed bun in your mouth!”

"If it doesn't taste good, how can I run away in the future?”

Li Dongsheng rolled and got up from the ground. He snatched the steamed bun from his grandfather and took a big bite.

Tears streamed down her face as she watched the television while she chewed on her steamed bun!

On this day, a seed had been planted in his heart!

Meanwhile, in the internet cafe.

Almost all the internet-addicted teenagers put down their mouse.

They looked curiously at the girl sitting in front of a computer in the middle of the internet cafe.

The young girl's body was very thin. At this moment, she witnessed everything in the scene and had already cried until she was in tears!

On the computer screen, there was a stubborn man holding a sign.

It reminded Zhang Xiaoyu of her coach's back.

No matter what the road ahead was, they were equally determined.

No matter what the consequences were, he would not hesitate.

Two hours ago, she cried and asked the coach,""You won three gold medals for this country, but what did they give you?”

Now, Zhang Xiaoyu finally understood the regret and disappointment in the coach's eyes.

"Little girl, don't cry, don't cry, why are you crying? You're not on the national team.”

The person next to her handed Zhang Xiaoyu toilet paper.

They had never seen anyone cry like this in an internet cafe.

The old man who had accidentally deleted his Warcraft account didn't cry like this.

Zhang Xiaoyu cried until she was out of breath.

She finally understood.

In order to win three gold medals for the country, the coach had been crippled for 20 years.

He had never wanted anything.

The old cripple who only stayed in the stadium every day to get ice cubes for the girls only had one thing on his mind.

It was about what he could do for this country!

Therefore, he did not care about fame, health, or the ridicule he received. He also did not care that his peers already had several houses and that he had a couple of children.

He was still unmarried and had no children.

He stayed in the stadium every day and watched them train.

What he cared about was the same as what Liu Changchun cared about!

That was!

"Bring glory to the country!"

Zhang Xiaoyu cried as she pushed her seat away and rushed out of the internet cafe. It was raining heavily outside, but she rushed straight into the rain.

"He…"

"That stubborn old man, that foul-mouthed cripple coach, that fool who only knows how to give ice packs to girls, in his heart, for thirty years, he only cared about one thing!”

"Half a month later, I want to win another gold medal for him!”

And at this moment, in Central TV's broadcasting studio!

All the wolfberries in Huang Haonan's thermos flask had been spat out by him without him realizing it.

However, he didn't care.

"How long more before we can achieve the effect we want!”

He turned around and asked,"How much longer?"”

Deputy Station Head Wan was wearing earphones." Ten minutes at most, but we can already start the test now!”

"When the 30,000 audience members are screened, the technical department will be ready!”

Huang Haonan nodded.

He held an earpiece in one hand and placed it beside his head. As he watched the video, he directed the work of the entire Central TV.

No one noticed that Huang Haonan's hand, which was holding the earpiece, was trembling slightly!

……

It was raining heavily outside.

In the middle of the family courtyard of the Weather Bureau, under the pavilion where people usually played cards and rested.

About a dozen people surrounded Uncle Zhang.

"Liu Changchun! Good luck!"

" F * ck, if I were here, I would have been spitting on your face and even saying our old saying, then…"

"Old Chief, stop scolding. Your grandson is still here!”

Thunder rumbled outside.

The old director picked up the phone.

"What? What? They could watch it live? Oh, oh, oh, glasses? Yes, yes, I know, I'll ask!”

The old chief with a Sichuan accent held his phone and asked Uncle Zhang,""Old Zhang, my child said that she can sign you up and let you play on television in 1938. Do you want to go?”

The bald old man trembled.

He rubbed his reddened eyes."Director, what did you say?"

The old chief stomped his feet in anger when he saw his wooden expression."Aiyo, technology, high-tech. I'm not really asking you to go. I'm just wearing glasses.”

Bald Old Zhang turned around and looked at the screen. It was the young man who had carried the entire Huaxia forward.

"Yes!"

"I'm not fooling around. I want to go there. Song!"

"That kind of chorus of ten thousand people scared the hell out of me!”

While they were talking!

The young girl who had watched Baldy Zhang fall from the parallel bars ran over from afar.

As she ran, she raised the 3D glasses in her hand.

She rushed into the courtyard drenched and panted heavily.""Give…give it to Uncle Zhang. Let him represent our Weather Bureau and go to 1938 to give it to Li Chang. Spring…Cheer him…Cheer him on!”

The bald Uncle Zhang looked at the young girl in a daze. A trace of heartache flashed across his eyes.

However, he knew that he had his own things to do.

If Liu Changchun were to carry the name of his motherland and compete in the Olympic Stadium!

Then, Baldy Zhang would represent the entire Family Compound of the Weather Bureau and go to 1938 to cheer for him!

Baldy Zhang took the glasses, his hands trembling.

The old auntie next to her untied the red belt on her waist. She held up her pants with one hand and tied the red belt on Baldy Zhang's head with the other.

Baldy Zhang grabbed the red rope and pulled it hard on his forehead.

He said ruthlessly.

"Just you wait and see. I won't let those bastards bully us!”

On this day in 2021.

It was different from the last time when China's Collection was broadcast.

When the program was broadcast today, the entire city was particularly lively.

Because today, every Chinese audience member realized their sense of mission!

"Ah! I've been chosen, oh my god! I've been chosen!"

"Awesome, even if I wanted these glasses, I wouldn't have them anymore. I just spent 10,000 yuan to buy them. I'll drive over to whoever is chosen!”

"Is there anyone coming to the square? There was already a sea of people here!”

"There are red flags everywhere. There are people with red flags on their faces everywhere! This is crazy!"

"There's a screen showing 'The Collection of China' in the square. Listen! All of them were cheering! All of them are Huaxia Red!"

……

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