Su Chen's smile.
Without a doubt, it had broken into the hearts of countless Chinese girls who were watching the live broadcast!
"F * ck, it's a direct foul!”
" That's right. This smile makes me look handsome, alright…"
"Please, I'll give you a chance. Think of a way to chase me, okay?”
Even in such a tense environment and atmosphere in the Central TV studio, many female staff members could not help but scream.
The corners of Huang Haonan's mouth curled up.
"This kid is so cool!”
In the picture.
Su Chen looked at Liu Changchun with a smile.
His gaze was clean and clear, as if it had never been contaminated.
At this moment, the Los Angeles Olympic Stadium was surrounded by foreigners. There were countless sentences and words that he could not understand.
However…
Liu Changchun's gaze could only lock onto Su Chen.
"I had such a dream."
He muttered,"I dreamed that the Chinese won the championship!"”
"And not just one." Su Chen smiled and nodded.”
At this moment, Liu Changchun finally realized the difference between him and Su Chen.
Although they had the same blood flowing through their bodies, the confidence in their bodies was worlds apart.
One was to grit his teeth and fight for it.
The other one was frank, neither servile nor overbearing.
"You mean…"
Su Chen nodded.
He turned around and looked at the foreigners who were frowning at the main stage under the sunlight.
"Let me introduce you again."
Su Chen pointed at Liu Changchun behind him and said,""He doesn't just have that weak Huaxia backing him up. He also has a powerful Huaxia backing him up!”
"What he represents is not 400 million people, but a total of 1.8 billion people from both the old and new eras!”
Some of the Westerners below laughed loudly, and some even put their fingers in their hands and whistled.
"Bring them here!"
"Hahaha, then I would say that there are five hundred million people standing behind me. Who doesn't know how to brag!”
Su Chen ignored the questions of the foreigners below.
He knew that there was only one person in the entire Olympic venue who believed in him.
That was Liu Changchun!
Since that was the case, he would let Liu Changchun know.
He did not trust the wrong person.
Almost everyone in the audience was laughing.
If he didn't provoke these foreigners, they might just boos. Then, when Liu Changchun officially played, almost no one would pay attention to him.
But now, they swore!
When Liu Changchun started the sprinting competition, he would see it for himself.
What was loneliness and despair?
In the hearts of these foreigners, China was not worthy of participating in the Olympics at this time.
They did not deserve to exercise.
The entire venue burst into laughter because of Su Chen's words.
Countless whistles, taunts, and boos sounded, almost tearing the ceiling of the Olympic Stadium apart.
Su Chen didn't need to retort.
He only looked at Liu Changchun.
"My family is here."
"I'm here to cheer for you."
……
At the corner of the street next to the Los Angeles Olympic Stadium.
A passerby in a black top hat was holding a cup of coffee.
He drank his coffee and listened to the thunderous boos in the venue.
He looked curious.
"God knows what happened inside.”
"Someone must have angered the audience.”
He chatted with his friend and took another sip of coffee.
"Oh right, bring your girl out to see some other day. If she's Bruno's sister, you'll be in big trouble.”
He joked casually.
Suddenly.
He frowned and looked in the direction of the Olympic Stadium.
"Hmm?"
"What's wrong…"
"Why is there suddenly no sound?”
"What happened in the venue? Did someone suddenly choke the audience?”
He put down his coffee cup in confusion.
The venue that was filled with boos just now was now quiet.
It was as if there was no one inside.
Old cars that should have passed by stopped by the side of the road.
Many westerners in suits and leather shoes grabbed their hats and looked up at the huge venue.
" What happened inside?!"
"Why did it suddenly quiet down?”
He was not the only one on the street. Many people looked at the venue strangely.
A large number of people from the shops on the street poked their heads out one by one.
……
At this moment, in the spectator stands of the Los Angeles Olympic Stadium.
A bald man wearing a Chinese red vest with a red bag on his head, his face was smeared red and white, looking around.
He could see the shocked expressions of the Westerners around him.
He could see the huge flag with the five Olympic rings above his head. He could also see the shocked Chinese Olympic champion standing behind the main stage! Liu Changchun!
"Be good."
The bald man looked at the goosebumps on his body.
"I'm here, 1938! I'm coming!"
Everything around him was too real.
The expressions on every foreigner's face, the details, and the material of their clothes were too clear.
At the same time!
It wasn't just Bald Old Zhang.
In the venue, one red figure after another suddenly appeared after flashing twice.
It was as if…
It was as if they had been standing there all along. They looked around excitedly.
When Su Chen transferred the data to the central station and debugged it, the moment these people put on the 3D surround VI glasses!
Almost everyone was looking around.
……
In the pergola of the Weather Bureau.
A group of people surrounded Old Zhang.
"Old Zhang, how was it? Did you see that?”
"Uncle Zhang, have you seen Liu Changchun?”
The bald Old Zhang, who was wearing glasses and seemed to be a little unsteady, opened his hands and turned his head around.
In the eyes of others, Old Zhang's behavior was extremely laughable.
But in Old Zhang's eyes!
At this moment, he dreamed of 1938!
The year that the Chinese man participated in the Olympics for the first time.
"It's too real. Can you see me on TV?”
Bald Old Zhang stretched out his hand and searched around in front of him, exploring and adapting.
"My goodness, it's such a hot day. Why is there still rain on my legs?”
The old director looked anxious." Nonsense. You didn't really go. It's just a simulation on TV. You can see the scene too! You can feel the rain because it's raining here. Aiyo, I'm so stupid!”
"I can't see it, I can't see it yet. On the television, I can only see that someone has already appeared in the stands!”
The old director's granddaughter was so excited that her entire body was trembling. She screamed as she watched the television screen excitedly!
"They all went!"
"They're all back in 1938!!!”
……
At the National Gym Training Center.
All the gymnastic girls screamed excitedly!
"Coach, how was it? How does it feel?"
On the wooden floor, the crippled coach was wearing a Chinese red sportswear. Three gold medals that he had won for his country were hanging around his neck!
His eyes were covered by the VI glasses, so he couldn't see his expression.
However, from his slightly opened mouth and the expression on his face, it could be seen that this proud youth who had once won glory for the country had now become a dead cripple.
However, he was still the man who had been drinking ice for ten years but could not cool his blood!
" It feels... it feels wonderful!"
"Ahhhhhh! Coach, I saw you! I saw you on TV!!”
"Coach is so handsome. He has three gold medals around his neck! Yangtai's father was too awesome, he actually simulated it!”
At this moment.
The door of the gymnastic training center was pushed open.
A young girl who was completely drenched walked in. Her eyes were red as she looked at the coach who was surrounded by others.
He walked over slowly.
She grabbed the coach's hand.
Although the coach couldn't see her now, he knew that she was back just by touching her cold hands.
Sorry, Coach."
The coach smiled and shook his head. He stretched out his other hand and said in a sobbing voice,"Come, come, let's hold hands."
"Come, let's go back to 1938 and cheer for our seniors!”
……
At the pork shop.
The five-year-old son looked at his father curiously.
"Mom, Mom, Dad wears such big glasses because he can't see?”
The child asked innocently.
However, his mother covered her mouth, her eyes already red.
"No, Daddy put on his glasses to see more clearly! Your father has always had a regret, and now he's about to realize it!”
At this moment, the man had already taken off his greasy apron.
Instead, he changed into the red sportswear he wore when he left the national shooting team.
Fifteen years had passed.
Even though the sportswear was tucked in, the zipper could not be pulled up.
His pants were also a lot shorter.
However, he still stubbornly put on the clothes.
"I'm here to buy pork. How about it? Calm down and don't scold others!”
"I told you that I would go and register, but you insisted that he go. He would lose his temper and smash things.”
The other vegetable vendors around him stared at the TV and looked at the man enviously.
The man raised his head.
She didn't know what he saw.
However, his Adam's apple kept moving up and down.
he said softly.
He slowly hummed a song.
"Get up, those who don't want to be slaves…"
“……”
"Build…build our new Great Wall…"
……
On the television screen!
A little red, a little red, a patch of red, a patch of red.
It was as if a spark had started a prairie fire as it gradually spread across the huge Olympic venue.
The foreigners who had been mocking, booing, and whistling just a moment ago looked at the Chinese people who had suddenly appeared beside them in shock.
They were shocked.
They had never imagined such a scene in their lives.
"Heavens…"
A golden-haired woman with a dog in her arms gaped at the man with a gold chain who had suddenly appeared beside her.
The two of them looked at each other.
The man had a fierce expression and was wearing a red inner lining.
His face was plastered with red paint.
"Heavens…"
The blonde woman instantly rolled her eyes and fainted on the audience stage.
The bald man spoke in English with an authentic Chaoshan accent."Sori, I can only see you, but I can't help you.”
After saying that.
He began to look around, looking for Liu Changchun!
……
A man with acne marks on his face and four or five Olympic gold medals on his body looked at his hands.
He was tall and slender, and his face was also long. After he arrived, his gaze was attracted to the hurdle event in the venue.
That was his territory.
In that project, he was once the well-deserved king.
He turned around and found Liu Changchun.
Then, he revealed his white and neat teeth.
He raised the gold medal in his hand high at Liu Changchun!
The audience in front of their televisions saw this scene!
All of them immediately cheered and jumped up, and countless tears spilled out!
" Liu Feixiang!!!"
"The flying man who broke the foreigners 'monopoly!”
"He went back too, back to 1938!”
"Ah! I'm going to f * cking cry! At this moment, it was too hot! After a hundred years, countless champions in the country went to cheer for Liu Changchun!”
"He is not alone."
"He is only temporarily lonely!"
……
The foreigners present could not imagine that they would one day see everything they were seeing at this moment!
They were all dumbfounded!
The clamor, the boos, the mocking and disdainful gazes just now.
At this moment, they were all gone!
The Western athlete who was leaning against the main stage and mocking Su Chen for lying with a microphone took off his sunglasses.
He slowly stood up straight.
Looking at the scene, it was as if they had seen a ghost in disbelief.
"Oh my god…"
"All of them…all of them are red clothes!”
"He's not lying, he's telling the truth…"
……
Central TV's studio!
Waves of cheers could be heard clearly even from outside the building!
"Let them bully us with numbers!"
"They're all here!"
"How lucky am I to be able to participate in such a shocking and great project!”
"You're bragging! Hahaha! Director Huang was awesome! Su Chen is awesome!"
……
In an instant.
The entire Los Angeles Olympic Stadium was covered in red waves.
In a sense, the 30,000 Chinese viewers were here in person!
Witnessing 1938 with his own eyes!
"1938, please reply.”
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