Conversation with Seniors: The show I created touched the whole network
7 : Entering 1959, Shen Fei Kneeling to Reward for Classes

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The animation ended here.

In less than a few minutes.

However, in just a few minutes.

However, the five million viewers watching the show were both happy and sad.

He was happy because the anime gave people a very cute feeling.

The sadness was because, although it was cute, the hardships of that era could not be hidden. It went straight into everyone's mind.

At this moment.

The animation ended.

The scene returned to the stage.

Soon, everyone saw Shen Fei standing on the stage.

Only one-third of the anime that needed to be broadcasted in the first episode had been broadcasted.

But don't forget, this show was called " Into Heroes ", not an anime broadcast column.

Shen Fei was just using an anime to let everyone understand this part of history.

After everyone understood the basic background, it was time for him to make his debut.

On the stage.

Shen Fei had already changed his tone.

It was a solemn and dignified voice.

" October, 1959."

"On that day, the gardeners who had just experienced the baptism of war were attacked from both sides before they could live a stable life!”

"Big brother Mao Xiong looks down on our flower family.”

"Ying-chan used a technological weapon to intimidate us flower farmers.”

"At this moment."

"Big Brother Mao Xiong brought his experts and retreated overnight.”

"Not only did they evacuate, but they also burned all the blueprints that they had studied and tore up all the written records.”

"Their purpose is to prevent us from developing mushroom eggs that stand straight!”

"However…"

"At this moment."

"The ancestors of that area didn't give up on their research because of contempt and threats.”

" When Big Brother Furious Bear left, the predecessors didn't care about the raging fire in the iron bucket and dug into it with their hands to pick up the blueprints that were half-burnt. So what if they were looked down upon? If a gardener wanted to develop, it was imperative to research technology. Every piece of paper that was picked up was hope.”

"When they pick it up."

"What I got in return was neither encouragement nor support, but words that pierced into my heart like knives.”

"The furry bear scientists said bluntly.”

"They said that it would take two years to calculate just one of the pictures!”

"At that time, the gardeners didn't have high-tech products like computers.”

"At the same time!"

"It's raining heavily outside. Mao Xiong expert got out of the car and held an umbrella for him personally.”

"But the expert snatched it away and left a sentence.”

"In this world, umbrellas are always in the hands of tall people.”

"Mr. Lu didn't say anything else. He turned around and left the area of his protection, allowing the wind and rain to hit him.”

"A gust of wind blew and the umbrella fell to the ground.”

"At this moment, Mr. Lu knows that the protection mentioned by Mao Xiong is not that reliable!”

"If you want to straighten your back, you must hold the umbrella in your own hands!”

.......

Shen Fei on stage.

He recounted the scene back then word by word.

Scenes appeared in everyone's mind like a movie.

Perhaps they didn't know what Mr. Lu looked like.

However, they could imagine a man standing in the wind and rain, neither servile nor overbearing, with his head held high and his chest puffed out!!

Perhaps, they didn't know the expressions of the researchers.

However, they could imagine that they should be burning with anxiety and mixed feelings, but their faces would always be filled with determination.

In an instant.

The millions of viewers couldn't help but sigh.

"I can't imagine what kind of scene it was.”

"So what if it's a storm? There had never been a coward in the garden!!!”

" Every era has its own responsibilities and missions. But in that era, their missions were difficult beyond our imagination!”

" How difficult was the situation at that time? Let me describe it to everyone. For example, your parents gave you a mission. You had to get into Tsinghua University within three years. At that time, you were only in junior high school. At the same time, you had a famous teacher in school to teach you. However, after your parents set the mission, all the teachers resigned, and you were the only one left in the school. However, under such circumstances, no one would sympathize with you, and no one would care about you. There was only one mission in front of you. Get into Tsinghua University, but even under such circumstances, you still got in!”

"One generation has suffered the hardships of five generations. You have only read this sentence from books and heard it from the old people around you, but they are people who have experienced these hardships.”

.......

Under the audience's bullet comments.

Shen Fei only stopped for a short while.

Then, he continued to narrate the events of that era.

"Big Brother Furious Bear has left."

"He left with contempt and ridicule.”

"Ying-chan is floating in the sky, bringing everyone around the world to quietly watch us make a fool of ourselves.”

"However, it was under such circumstances.”

"The gardener has never been afraid."

"The ancestors said."

"Big Brother Furry Bear said that these numbers wouldn't be able to be calculated by a computer for two years!”

"We don't have a computer!"

"Alright then, let's use an abacus!!”

"Let's use an abacus to calculate it!!!”

"I don't believe that this thing can't be calculated!!!!!”

"Heroic words!"

"Not afraid of wind and rain!"

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