I, Who Had Been Sleeping For Thousands Of Years, Was Exposed By The Live Broadcast!

Chapter 130: I Love This Land So Deeply! (8, Please Subscribe Automatically)

In fact,

Ye Tian leaving like that was actually very disrespectful to the audience and the people around him.

but.

At this moment.

But no one blamed him.

Because everyone knows why he is so sad.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was strangely silent for almost a minute.

finally.

Someone sent a message.

"Mengxin, is that ancestor's classmate a historical celebrity?"

This barrage,

In the empty live broadcast room, it looks very conspicuous.

After a while,

Someone replied to him.

"He is not a historical celebrity, he is just a Chinese boy."

"Yes, he has been fulfilling his vow to study for the motherland throughout his life."

"My child, you don't know him because you haven't read enough."

"This prosperous age is as you wish!"

"I cried. I haven't cried like this for a long time."

"The old man is right. He was known as one of the four most beautiful men in the Republic of China back then. When he died, he was as skinny as a stick."

"No one loved this country more than he did."

"Those two pieces of clothing are something that even a beggar would look down upon, but they are worn on him..."

"Woooooooo..."

"I'm sorry, old man, I'm an idiot. I just said these two clothes were bad."

"sorry."

"sorry.

to the end.

In the live broadcast room, 687 neatly wrote the words "I'm sorry".

In front of that old man, no one can help but apologize.

Those two pieces of clothing, just as Ye Tian said, are the most precious possessions he left to this world.

A man who devoted himself to his country and his nation until his death,

No one is qualified to slander him.

Peach Blossom Spring.

The whole leisurely residence,

Except for Xiao Ai and his younger brother, everyone felt very heavy.

that name,

Anyone with a little bit of historical knowledge knows what it means.

Looking at the past five thousand years.

Not many people are qualified to be called "dedicate themselves to death and die".

He and Zhuge Liang are definitely one of them.

"Sister, what's wrong with mom and dad?"

Xiao Ai asked Duoduo, who had red eyes, curiously.

"Mom and Dad, they think of a respectable elder."

Although Liu Duoduo is young, she has read a lot of books since she was a child, so she naturally knows that person's deeds.

Especially after listening to Ye Tian's narration, I was full of respect for the old man.

They say no one is perfect.

But this sentence,

There is no annotation found on him.

He's a really good, good person.

"alright."

After a long time.

Saozhu was the first to come to his senses and said to the camera: "Dear viewers, I'm really sorry that because of us, it has affected everyone's ability to watch the live broadcast. I'm sorry.

"Yeah, I'm sorry everyone."

Xu Bao also wiped his tears while bowing and apologizing to the audience.

After all, he is a host.

It's not appropriate to cry in a group during a live broadcast.

This is probably the first time ever.

In a live broadcast program.

Guests and hosts participating in the live broadcast collectively cried.

Others are a place to laugh, they are a place to cry.

What’s even more outrageous is,

None of the viewers in the live broadcast room blamed them.

Especially after Dai Xiaomei, Zhixun and others apologized one after another, the barrage in the live broadcast room started to comfort them.

"It doesn't matter, we cried too.

"In that case, it would be strange not to cry."

"Even someone as quiet as the old man has lost control of his emotions, let alone us.

"Speaking of which, where did the old man go?"

"It's not like you went out to cry."

"possible."

"Hey (adde), he should be the one who feels the most uncomfortable."

"Yes, he must be feeling the most uncomfortable after being a good friend for decades."

This live broadcast ended in this atmosphere.

The director is also very sensible.

These people in Youranju were not disturbed.

For the first time ever.

The dinner at Youranju was not broadcast live.

After all, in this mood, no one is in the mood to chat live about food or the like.

Sao Zhu and others sat down to eat.

Everyone didn't talk much and ate in silence.

And Ye Tian,

But he never came back.

finally,

The little girl was so worried that she couldn't stand it anymore.

She walked to the house.

He took out his phone and called Ye Tian.

she knows

Ancestors will definitely have mobile phones.

Because he said that he would not let himself find him.

really.

After a few beeps, Ye Tian's voice rang on the other side of the phone.

"Girl Weiwei, what's wrong?"

"Ancestor, where are you?"

Dai Xiaomei calmed down her mood and said softly: "It's time to eat, we can't even wait for you.

"Ah Mody."

Ye Tian smiled when he heard this: "I understand, I will go back immediately."

Put down the phone.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he was standing on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the city shrouded in night in the distance, Ye Tian smiled.

He remembered,

What the two people said when I last met that person.

At that time.

He was already very ill.

When Ye Tian arrived, his time was running out.

"It's a good thing you're here."

"What can I do for you?"

Let me live a little longer and finish what I am doing. "

"Six hundred days is the limit of my ability."

"enough!"

"Okay, then what else do you wish for?"

"My wish? Me, I hope that the people can have enough food and clothing, I hope that the children can study, and I hope that we will not be bullied anymore.

"Don't worry, I will see that day for you."

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

This was the last time the two men met.

Ye Tian lost all the spiritual energy in his body to him,

Then he chose to sleep.

When I woke up again, everything had changed.

It is said that.

He chose not to enter the cemetery.

Instead, he chose another way.

The clothes and clothes are returned to the hometown, and the ashes are thrown into the sea.

In this way, he made himself integrated with this land forever.

"Why do I always have tears in my eyes,

Because I love this land,

The depth of love......"

Ye Tian whispered his favorite poem and disappeared into the night...

PS: Due to limited ability, I can only write here. I hope the motherland will be prosperous and strong!