Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

After asking that question, Li Mo'an subconsciously looked into the distance.

There, several city leaders and the county leader had already turned around and, with a few staff members, hurried toward the residential area of ​​the village.

They went to persuade the villagers who were still holding onto the bombs like treasures.

Watching the leaders' departing figures, Li Mo'an withdrew his gaze.

And it was at this time.

"Shut up, Li Heiquan."

The roar, clearly filled with anger, exploded right next to my ears.

Li Mo'an turned his head.

Although Yang Mi was wearing large sunglasses and a large mask, covering herself up completely, her violently heaving chest still betrayed her turbulent emotions.

Upon hearing the name "Li Heiquan"...

Li Mo'an's eyebrows twitched slightly on his otherwise calm face.

It seemed as if a sensitive nerve deep within their heart had been touched.

It stirred up painful memories.

He ignored the tense, almost suffocating atmosphere around him, and paid no attention to the "iron mountain" that could explode at any moment not far away.

He simply looked at Yang Mi, and a rare, faint sadness appeared in his clear eyes.

"Auntie."

Li Mo'an spoke seriously, even with a hint of bewildered resentment:

Why do you call me by that nickname?

"You know how hurtful that is?"

Yang Mi stared at him through her sunglasses, her chest tightening.

Injury?

How dare you mention hurting people to me?

However, Li Mo'an did not give her a chance to speak.

He seemed lost in some unpleasant memory; his gaze became distant, and his voice lowered.

"Back then, at school."

"My teacher thought I had ADHD."

Li Mo'an sighed, his tone filled with doubt and confusion about the past:

"Just because I was a little more lively, the teacher told the class, 'None of you should talk to this Li Heiquan. He doesn't study properly and he'll lead you astray.'"

He paused, then looked at Yang Mi.

"But I still don't quite understand it."

"As a teacher, why didn't you choose to educate and guide me in the first place?"

"So, they're trying to make me grow by isolating me and giving me nicknames?"

The loneliness of being isolated by the whole class and being called "Li Heiquan" by everyone seemed to envelop him again.

Li Mo'an looked at Yang Mi, his eyes filled with accusation, and delivered the final blow:

"I had almost forgotten about it."

"You actually dare to call me Li Heiquan in front of so many people."

"Auntie, aren't you reopening old wounds?"

........................................

The air became quiet.

Yang Mi stood there, her lips twitching violently.

Looking at her nephew, who looked completely innocent and as if he had suffered a great injustice, she felt her head spinning.

A million grass mud horses galloped through my mind.

How dare you say that? Just tell me the current situation, should I reopen old wounds?!

Yang Mi took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to rush up and throw him over her shoulder.

And this scene.

It was faithfully recorded by the photographer who was following them.

I have to say, this photographer is pretty bold.

So many high-ranking leaders came to the scene, even the garrison commander was there directing the bomb disposal, and the cordon was set up layer upon layer.

If it were someone timid, they wouldn't dare continue filming.

But he didn't. He stayed at his post and even gave Li Mo'an and Yang Mi a close-up shot in a very professional manner.

The other media reporters around were no pushovers either.

Although they were kept on the periphery, they all knew that the current focus of the discussion was on Li Mo'an.

then.

Some of the long-range cameras and microphones were pointed at the tense and exciting mine-clearing site.

The other shots focused entirely on Li Mo'an.

This led to...

Countless viewers in various live streams heard this melodramatic drama called "Li Mo'an's Childhood Memories".

It's definitely a wave of nostalgia.

This wave of nostalgia almost made the viewers in the live stream laugh themselves to death.

The suffocating tension instantly dissipated.

The chat room instantly filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Hahaha! I can't take it anymore! Help!"

"Although I know I shouldn't laugh with so many bombs here, I really couldn't help it when I heard what Li Mo'an and Boss Yang said."

"What the hell?! Li Heiquan! That nickname is amazing!"

"Li Mo'an: Auntie, you have no sportsmanship! You actually used a mental attack on me!"

"They still call him Li Mo'an? He should be called Li Black Dog."

"I can only say that there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. This kid has been called Black Dog since he was a child, no wonder he's so good at causing trouble."

"I remember in 'Covering the Sky,' there was a big black dog who was quite the troublemaker?"

(Covering face) Li Heiquan, tell me, shouldn't the teacher have isolated you back then? The teacher was thinking about the safety of the whole class!

"That's right, since you came to the Mushroom House, no one has isolated you, but look at the mess you've made!"

"Teacher: I knew this kid was weird back then, that's why I told everyone to stay away from him. I'm a prophet!"