The little dumpling is five and a half years old, which made his father so angry that his head split

When the commentator announced the victory, the room fell silent, completely devoid of the previous clamor.

Everyone was filled with emotion, but everyone was also weeping.

Tears of joy flowed freely!

Only absolute victory can completely wash away the shame!

Amidst the cheers from the crowd and the lively sounds outside, Li Tian was the first to blow the small trumpet in her hand.

They were using every ounce of their strength to vent their emotions!

Unfortunately, the speaker is too small and the sound is too quiet!

Not enough!

Li Tian picked up a megaphone and banged it on the enamel mug on the table.

Ding ding ding...

Ding ding ding...

Li Zilong followed closely behind, running into the courtyard and shouting loudly.

Not only the Li family, but also the people around them were celebrating in their own ways.

Soon, the sound of firecrackers began to ring out.

It was even more lively than the Lunar New Year.

Li Shengli went to the restroom, and when he came out, he was smiling, but his eyes were bloodshot.

He rarely cries anymore.

There are very few things that can make him cry.

Ye Zhao, her eyes red, went to Li Shengli's side.

"Are you alright? Calm down."

"I'm fine, how about you?"

"I'm doing great too. I haven't felt this good in a long time."

The elderly couple smiled at each other and clasped their hands tightly together.

Their joy was no longer ostentatious, but it was all the more unforgettable.

No one loves the country they built with their own hands more than they do.

The Crouching Dragon has slept for too long; it's time for him to take flight!

After seeing the television screen, Ye Zhao shouted loudly outside.

"Come in, everyone, the awards ceremony is about to begin."

The two children, who were still banging pots and shouting in celebration in the yard, along with Liu Wei and Aunt Zhang, all ran in together.

When the national anthem was played, everyone stood at attention and hummed along.

Even Li Shengli, who has difficulty walking, stands straight and tall.

The national flag flutters and the national anthem resounds—this is the supreme honor of all Chinese people.

They were fortunate enough to witness this glorious moment.

"Arise! Arise! Arise!"

"We are united as one..."

Everyone started crying as they sang.

Including Li Tian.

She lived for over twenty years in the afterlife and had never been so excited.

I don't know if people have become numb to the honors they've received, or if they're just blinded by all the glamour, but their focus has shifted away from this.

In short, while material wealth has increased, spiritual life has become increasingly impoverished.

For the first time, Li Tian fell deeply in love with this era.

"Grandpa, can I go to the airport to greet my idols?"

Li Shengli smiled as he looked at his little granddaughter.

He wanted to go too.

But certainly not everyone can go.

Even if he could go, he might not be able to bring his family.

"Each unit should organize something. Even if we can't personally welcome the heroes home, there will be celebrations and meet-and-greets in the future. There will be plenty of opportunities."

Fearing his granddaughter would be disappointed, Li Shengli quickly added, "You might have a chance to perform for the heroes."

Li Tian's dark eyes sparkled.

She thought that made a lot of sense.

It is her honor to sing for the heroes of the women's volleyball team.

But opportunities don't just come by waiting.

Li Tian grabbed the phone on the table and called Zhao Qingping.

Zhao Qingping had clearly watched the match, and he spoke with unusual excitement.

"Teacher, if there's a special celebration performance, please help me get a part of it. I want to shake hands with the volleyball heroes and get their autographs."

Are you going to a performance?

"Teacher, let's not nitpick over words or be formal! I'll definitely focus on my performance first, then take care of my personal matters. Don't you want the heroes' autographs?"

Zhao Qingping coughed lightly.

Of course he wanted an autograph and a photo!

But he felt embarrassed and it wasn't convenient for him.

However, we can let our shameless little apprentice go.

He always manages to get something out of it.

"What you said reminds me that I need to start preparing tomorrow."

Zhao Qingping paused for a moment.

"I'll try my best to get you in, but it's not certain if you'll be accepted."

With so many singers and performing artists, there will be no shortage of celebratory programs.

But if we want to include the elderly, the middle-aged, and the young, then children are naturally indispensable as well.

There is still a good chance.

"I'm waiting for good news from the teacher."

Li Tian happily hung up the phone.

These are the true heroes of our time who should be admired.

She had to prepare a volleyball and a special pen, and she had to write the name of each hero on the ball.

She will cherish this ball forever.

The immense excitement chased away their drowsiness, and the family sat together chatting for a long time before finally going home to rest around ten o'clock.

Life must go on as usual.

But they're not quite the same anymore.

The next day, before Zhao Qingping could send any news, Hu Xing gave Li Tian some good news.

This is still fantastic news.

"Li Tian, ​​your academic performance is outstanding in all aspects. You have been selected as a student representative of our school. Tomorrow, you can go to the airport with the school leaders to welcome the women's volleyball heroes back home."

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Li Tian jumped up and cheered.

Although I could only catch a glimpse of it from afar in the crowd.

But that was also the first opportunity among hundreds of millions of people to witness the heroes' demeanor firsthand.

Li Tian bowed to Hu Xing.

"Thank you, teacher. Thank you, teacher. I will definitely do my best."

Hu Xing couldn't go, but his students were fortunate enough to go, which can be considered as representing him.

"Okay, just follow instructions. The school has also made a special exception for you to become a Young Pioneer, so remember to wear your school uniform and red scarf."

"Yes, wear school uniform and red scarf."

This isn't a special requirement; it's something that must be done.

Li Zilong has a red scarf; you can wear his.

Hu Xing nodded, and couldn't help but give a few more words of advice.

"Anyone would be excited about such a good thing, but I must go back and get some rest so that I can appear in front of everyone looking refreshed."

"Don't worry, teacher. I have a pretty good mental fortitude and I can fall asleep."

"Don't be flashy, keep a low profile."

Li Tian nodded repeatedly.

If word got out, who wouldn't be envious!

If she can't go, she will be extremely envious of those classmates who can.

They're all the same.

Li Tian kept this good news to herself.

However, it's also incredibly frustrating to keep good news to yourself.

When no one was around, Li Tian secretly told Li Zilong the good news.

What is a friend?

When you share your joy, he can sincerely offer his blessings without being jealous;

When you are in pain and troubled, he is willing to listen and do his best to help.

If you can't share joys and sorrows, you can't be considered a true friend.

As for Zhao Mingming and Tian Li, whom she had only met this semester, Li Tian did not tell them.

She doesn't want to test her friends; even the best of friends are just classmates for a certain period of time.

Sure enough, Li Zilong was even happier than Li Tian when he found out.

It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets if I can't go.

But I'm genuinely happy for Li Tian.