Dialogue between ancient and modern: I create programs, national treasures have spirits

Chapter 32 Justice is endless!
"Continue broadcasting!"

Four short and powerful words came out of the microphone.

Sound on the ground!

"understand!"

Zhou Haicheng's voice was a little hoarse, and the circles of his eyes were already red. He gently put the microphone back to its original position, and then looked at everyone in the studio with red eyes.

"You guys, did you hear that?"

"heard it!"

Everyone replied in unison.

There is unstoppable joy in everyone's eyes.

These simple four words are as heavy as Mount Tai.

Just in the studio, when everyone was excited.

Yi Ze's program is still going on.

In the picture, it is dark waters.

Revolver and Yi Ze stood on the shore, in front of a cold corpse.

The two were silent, with their heads lowered, silently looking at this stubborn young man.

he died.

Before he died, he exhausted all his strength and said that sentence:
"Dagan claims my life, I will kill Dagan!"

There was no fear in the words, just like his straight back.

"salute!"

The sound of the revolver was high-pitched, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The same is true for Yi Ze.

The two looked ahead, with tears in their eyes, and bid farewell to the heroes.

Everything is silent, better than sound.

The body no longer exists, but the spirit remains.

Revolver looked at the world in front of him, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked softly, "You guys, do you still remember?"

His gaze seemed to pass through the thick fog of history, through the barriers of layers of screens, and resounded in the ears of every audience.

At this moment, as if infected by something, the crazy battle on the bullet screen stopped for a moment.

No, to be precise, except for the navy, the barrage of others stopped.

The audience watched this scene, the young man who had lost his vitality, and Yi Ze and the revolver who were full of tears.

The corners of their eyes were moist.

At this time, those cursing barrages could no longer irritate the audience.

They unanimously chose to close the barrage, and tapped the keyboard with their fingers.

"We remember!"

"Mr. Lin is eternal!"

"We won't forget!"

Everyone can only see the barrage posted by themselves.

But those sailors who hadn't closed the barrage suddenly found out.

On the screen in front of him, a torrent of steel rushed past.

"We remember!"

"We won't forget!"

"Mr. Lin is eternal!"

This scene actually made them feel that they were just clowns at the moment.

The torrent surged, and there was no audience to post barrage again.

They began to watch this episode seriously.

At this moment, the scene in the picture slowly changed.

The sound of water waves gradually faded away, Yi Ze and Revolver turned around and walked towards the market town.

As they walked, the scene gradually changed, and the surface became dry.

However, the sky was still dark.

It seems that a storm is coming.

Gradually, Yi Ze and the revolver walked into the crowd.

They are sallow and thin, and their clothes are ragged, but in their eyes, they are no longer insensitive, ignorant and old-fashioned.

They were all looking in the same direction, with angry flames in their eyes.

There, is a tall gallows.

The soldiers with live ammunition were closely guarding the surrounding area.

Under the gallows, more than 20 people stood.

One of them has a firm face and a righteous body. Under the round-rimmed glasses, there is a pair of calm eyes.

His body was covered with scars and blood stains all over his body, but his back was still straight, like a sharp sword, which would rather be bent than bent.

The officer on the side, with gloomy eyes, waited for the instructions from above.

But at this time, Yi Ze walked into the execution ground as if he had entered the land of no one.

Standing next to Mr. Li who was covered in scars, he was filled with admiration in his heart when he saw this man of lofty ideals who had been tortured and beaten but never revealed any secrets.

If it was possible, he really wanted to go back to that era and try his best to save these martyrs.

However, history has no ifs.

Then, following the officer's voice, "Who will come first?", Mr. Li walked out first without hesitation, dragging his heavy shackles.

"Since I am the vanguard, I will naturally be the first to die!"

His body was thin and his blue shirt was torn, but his back was straight without any bend.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are fixed on him.

Watch him step by step, calmly and frankly walk up to the gallows.

His eyes stared at everyone.

From it, one can only see calmness, magnanimity, persistence, and fearlessness...

Almost all the beautiful words you may think of are in this pair of clear eyes.

"What else do you have to say?"

Facing the public, Mr. Li has deep eyes.

He knew that these warlords were waiting for him to plead guilty, for him to confess his so-called crimes.

As long as he is willing to admit the crime, not only can he escape death, but he may also be promised a high official and rich salary.

He saw it very thoroughly, but he didn't want to!
"Back then, Mr. Tan faced the big executioner and wrote in prison, 'I laugh at the sky from the sword, and go to Kunlun with my heart and gall'! Then, he died generously."

He paused, his eyes were like sunshine, shining on everyone's face.

"Today, I was hanged, and my students, my comrades in arms, will hang with me, but..."

"Justice can never be killed! Truth will always exist in our hearts!"

His voice, sonorous and powerful, fell into everyone's heart.

All eyes were on him, on the mentor who was about to be hanged.

Some people have fear in their eyes;

Some people have calm eyes;

Some people plant seeds in their hearts.

"Execution!"

On this day, he passed away.

It took a full 28 minutes and three hangings to completely eliminate this thin man.

But at this moment, a more stalwart body is already standing in the world.

For heroes like Mr. Li, setbacks and suffering can destroy their bodies and destroy their bodies, but they can never truly knock down their spirits and shake their will.

Swish!
The rain fell, and the sky seemed to be crying.

On the gallows, a half-broken pair of glasses lay silently.

Yi Ze picked up the glasses with reverence and sadness.

Holding the broken pair of glasses with both hands, Yi Ze's shoulders twitched slightly.

When I looked back, my face was full of tears.

"Do you guys still remember?"

……

　I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion, happiness and good health!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)