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Chapter 67 The man who carries the flag!

At the same time, Yanjing.

Qin Xiuhuai stared at the blog post on the screen, which was Lu Yifan's challenge post.

The old man's cloudy eyes were wide open, and his face was flushed, obviously very angry.

"Father... I told you not to look at it."

"Why are you doing this?"

Qin Wenshu stood behind Mr. Qin with concern, patting him on the back to help him breathe.

"Yeah, dad, the body is your own, it's not worth it when you get angry."

"Now those celebrities and fans on the Internet are all in cahoots, no matter what they say, don't take it to heart."

Daughter-in-law Li Ping was also standing beside her, her brows were tight.

Helpless, this matter is really too big tonight, and they can't hide it even if they want to.

Before dinner, Mr. Qin accidentally found hot news on his phone.

After that, Mr. Qin sat in front of the computer for a whole night, keeping a close eye on the situation.

At this moment, when Qin Xiuhuai saw Lu Yifan's words aimed at him in the second half of the long article, he couldn't help being furious.

And when he saw the dense swear words under the long article, he couldn't help it!

A burst of rage struck my heart.

Just hearing the old man puff, he spit out a mouthful of old blood angrily!

"Dad! What's the matter with you?"

"Dad, don't scare us!"

Seeing this, Qin Wenshu and his wife panicked immediately.

The two quickly went up, one left and one right, and supported Mr. Qin's precarious body.

"Pingping, hurry up, call the hospital for an ambulance!"

Seeing that his father's skirt was covered with blood, Qin Wenshu was so anxious that his voice changed.

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Li Ping turned around in a panic, planning to call an ambulance.

But when she passed by Mr. Qin, she was suddenly stopped by the old man.

"I... I'm fine... It doesn't matter..."

Qin Xiuhuai raised his head with difficulty, his usually clear voice became extremely hoarse.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, I'll just take a rest."

After finishing speaking, the old man took out a clean white handkerchief from his arms, and gently wiped away the blood around his mouth.

But his face was so dark and heavy, with no blood at all.

At this moment, Qin Xiuhuai was extremely disheartened.

Looking back on a lifetime.

In order to revitalize the national quintessence and inherit opera, he has given up everything.

Even with the reputation of No. 1 in Beijing Opera for many years, he never thought of using power for personal gain and making any ill-gotten gains.

Even in the early stage of the difficult planning of the opera exhibition, he did not hesitate to donate the coffin books he had accumulated over the years.

But he gave everything, what did he get in exchange?
It is notorious all over the Internet!
It is the slander and ridicule of the younger generation of Longguo!
Old Master Qin's mouth twitched, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

Suddenly, he felt that he was so pitiful in his dying years!
Why on earth?
Obviously he is just a mortal, not some ancient sage.

As a mortal, it is hard to escape emotions, emotions and desires.

Giving everything without complaint or regret, then full of hope, and finally completely disappointed...

At this moment, Qin Xiuhuai's heart that had experienced the vicissitudes of the world was really tired.

He was utterly tired of everything.

I just want to stay away from disputes, find a corner where no one cares about, and end my remaining life.

"Father! We're not done with this!"

"I'm going to call right now and invite some uncles from the Opera Association over!"

"That bastard Lu Yifan is about to go to war, so maybe we're still afraid of him?"

Looking at his father with a gloomy face, Qin Wenshu's eyes were red with anger, and he gritted his teeth.

He is very clear that heart disease requires heart medicine.

If today's matter cannot be properly resolved, it will be a thorn in Qin Xiuhuai's heart.

But after waiting for a long time, the silent old master Qin shook his head and said:

"never mind."

Qin Wenshu clenched his fists, as if he couldn't believe his ears: "Father, how can we just forget about it?"

"Even if you can bear it, how can a son like me bear it?"

"Clerk, let them go. I'm old, I can't fight anymore, and I can't carry it anymore. If Beijing Opera is ruined in my hands, then I will accept my fate. They are right in one thing..."

"Longguo opera is now in a slump, and I, the president, really cannot escape the blame.

"Even if I go down to Jiuquan Difu in the future and be scolded by the ancestors of Liyuan, I have nothing to say."

Qin Xiuhuai seemed to have aged countless in an instant, his energy and energy had completely dissipated, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

Qin Wenshu froze suddenly, he had never seen his father so dejected.

From childhood to adulthood, his father has always been the giant in his heart who alone carried the banner of opera!

But now, with the relentless passage of time, the man who carried the flag finally fell...

"dad--"

Qin Wenshu's eyes were filled with tears, and he wanted to say something more, but his wife shook her head again and again.

"Dad, we understand what you mean, you should have a good rest."

Li Ping made a gesture to stop Qin Wenshu, and sighed to Mr. Qin.

After speaking, she pulled Qin Wenshu out of the room.

In order not to wake up their sleeping son Qin Luo, the couple came to the small courtyard together.

At this time, Qin Wenshu couldn't bear it anymore, and let go of Li Ping's hand:

"Pingping, why are you stopping me from talking?"

"That fellow Lu Yifan is too hateful! I will never let him go!"

Li Ping said angrily, "Are you really stupid or fake?"

"Didn't you see that our father vomited blood in anger?"

"The old man is obviously very angry, and he is supporting his body with one breath. If he continues to be stimulated like this, the old man will have to go to the hospital for emergency treatment!"

"This……"

Qin Wenshu's voice froze for a moment.

The wife was right.

It was because I was too impatient that I didn't notice my father's body for a while.

"Then let's just forget about it?" Qin Wenshu was indignant.

"Forget it? Why forget it!" Li Ping's pretty face turned cold.

"If you don't clear up this matter thoroughly and return the old man's innocence, I think my father will have knots in his heart and be unhappy all day long."

Qin Wenshu nodded fiercely: "Yes, I think so too."

"But what shall we do?"

Li Ping calmed down and thought about it, and suddenly had an idea.

"It's definitely not enough to rely on the strength of the Opera Association alone."

"It's best if we can get in touch with Tang Yu quickly through the Opera Association!"

"Now in terms of opera, he has to be counted as the most appealing and the most able to speak in public opinion!"

So, the couple immediately called Lin Shengnan from the Opera Association, and then contacted Tang Yu through Lin Shengnan.

"I see, thank you Brother Qin, sister-in-law Qin."

After learning what happened, Tang Yu took a deep breath.

As if trying to suppress the anger burning in his chest.

"Leave this matter to me."

"I will definitely get back from Lu Yifan, including Mr. Qin's share!"

"Okay, we trust you, if there is anything else we can help, please speak up as soon as possible." Qin Wenshu nodded and confessed.

"must."

After finishing speaking, Tang Yu quickly hung up the phone, his eyes were as cold as ice!
(End of this chapter)