Senior Superstar

Chapter Forty-Six

These days I was used to going to bed early and getting up early, so Li Erchun, who was constantly fiddling with his phone, borrowed a coat, and Li Shixin curled up on Simmons and fell asleep peacefully.

Accompanied by the sobbing autumn wind outside the car window, there was still nothing to do overnight.

the next day.

Li Shixin got up early and kicked up Li Erchun who was sleeping with his head covered. The two went to the shopping mall yesterday. It's just that it's obviously not going well today. In addition to the small amount of waste paper and plastic bottles harvested, the old and the young also encountered a run on their peers.

Faced with those scavengers who came to find fault, Li Shixin just observed carefully, and didn't care that his harvest was taken away.

The income is not good, so naturally there is no beef noodle treatment.

After a busy day, the two only ate two full meals before returning to the garbage dump.

It's just that the two of them didn't know at this time that yesterday's video had already been fermented in the author group, and it was reposted by those authors, causing a lot of influence!

Station B.

The video posted by the user "Half Paper Love Letter" and titled "Shock! The author who hit the street was reduced to a garbage dump overnight, and the old man who scavenged the waste actually understands sociology?" In just over 20 hours, the video has accumulated Nearly 10,000 clicks and hundreds of barrage comments.

Previously, several videos about school bullying went viral on station B, and the topic of school bullying has become very popular in recent days. And in the second half of this video, the old man analyzes the speech of bullying from a sociological point of view, and the self-practiced anti-bullying expansion methods in the video are undoubtedly eye-catching!

However, compared to those remarks, users are more interested in another question-an old man who picks up rags, knows sociology? !

"Grandpa 666!" "An old man with a story" "UP successfully drew my attention to this old man, and the wall crack asked the UP master to dig this person!" "In three minutes, I want all the information about this old man!" .

At six o'clock in the evening, Qiuyang had already descended from the west mountain.

Li Erchun just connected his fully charged mobile phone to WIFI in the shopping mall, when he was overwhelmed by the news that rushed to his face!

Almost all the news were from him about Li Shixin. Obviously, people are deeply interested in this old man with deep eyes, sophisticated manners, and wisdom in every word and deed.

While Li Erchun was in a daze looking at the overwhelming information on his mobile phone, Li Shixin had already lit a bonfire beside the bus with a cardboard stained with diesel.

Although there is no wind in the bus, the temperature at night is still very low. I slept all night last night, and when I woke up in the morning, my whole body was sore, obviously I had caught a cold.

And there wasn't even an electric light anywhere, and it was pitch black after the sun went down, and he didn't feel very well.

With the help of diesel, the paper shell flourished in no time. The beating flames of the bonfire brought light around the bus.

By the light of the fire, Li Shixin took out the long flute again.

It can be seen that the flute itself is not bad, but it is a pity that two air holes were broken.

"Huh." Looking at the air holes that were blocked by chewing gum and waterproof tape, Li Shixin let out a long breath.

Picking up the flute, he tested the sound.

Um,

It's okay, although the treble is a bit off, but at least it can be played.

After thinking about it, Li Shixin slowly closed his eyes.

"Woo"

After a long flute groaned, a desolate and melodious tune played slowly in the unlit garbage dump away from the city.

Li Erchun, who was fiddling with his mobile phone, was taken aback when he heard the song "The Original Scenery of Hometown", which often appeared in martial arts film and television dramas, suddenly rang in his ears.

"Old man, can you still play the flute?"

Boy, if you can speak, you can write more books, if you can't speak, just keep your mouth shut, okay?

Li Shixin glared at him and ignored him.

As if realizing that he had said something wrong, Li Erchun grinned. Thinking of the instructions from the authors in the group just now, he quickly picked up his phone

at the same time.

Accompanied by the sound of flute echoing in the empty garbage dump, those homeless men who were sitting around doing nothing were also startled.

"What's that sound?" The big man who beat up Li Erchun yesterday jumped up from the ground and asked his companions.

"I don't know if I haven't heard of it. But it seems... It seems that it came from the two newcomers yesterday."

The big man pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a moment, then suddenly got up.

"Damn it, you've been making a fuss for the first day, go! Go with me to clean them up!"

When I was looking for a mattress last night, I accidentally found this broken flute, which triggered a memory of the old man.

Li Shixin originally just wanted to try the sound of the flute, but as the melodious sound of "The Original Scenery of Hometown" came out from the flute in his hand, he fell silent into the music for a while.

The cold wind of late autumn blew the land around him, rolling up bursts of dust. The vast night sky is full of stars, and the half-missing moon casts moonlight on the earth.

The desolate and tactful tune is like a sad song that has spanned a hundred years. Accompanied by the crackling of the bonfire, he felt an inexplicable emotion surging in his chest.

It seems that if you don't express it, you will be suffocated.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many times I played the piece. It was only when Li Shixin felt his mouth and tongue were dry that Li Shixin stopped pressing his fingers on the flute.

When I opened my eyes, I found a circle of homeless people around me. Without exception, everyone looked at the bonfire with wandering eyes and wiped their tears.

Xiaoyin paused for a while, and the tall homeless man with a crying face realized it. He widened his eyes instantly, and shouted at Li Shixin: "What the hell did you blow just now?"

But as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he realized that this seemed impolite, so he dropped a few decibels directly, and said with a bit of pleading: "Can you play it again for me?"

Li Shixin smiled and shook his head: "Stop blowing, I'm tired."

On the side, Li Erchun, who was holding a mobile phone, also reacted. Wiping the tears off his face, he looked Li Shixin up and down carefully, and asked curiously, "Old man, can you tell me about you?"

"I?"

Li Shixin chuckled and shook his head, "What did you say?"

"Tell me who you are, tell me about your past?"

Li Shixin laughed: "That's nothing to say. As you can see, I'm just a bad old man picking up junk."

Li Erchun frowned, "Where are your children? Are you alone?"

Li Shixin smiled helplessly: "My daughter went abroad, and my son died."

On the side, a few homeless people pursed their lips when they heard what he said: "Bragging, you have a daughter who lives abroad, so you can still pick up trash here?"

Li Erchun frowned and asked, "When did your son die?"

Li Shixin looked at the sky and smiled: "When? Maybe since he got married and had a wife."

Thinking of the old man's son and daughter-in-law, Li Shixin's originally good mood sank. Instead, he waved his hand, "Don't talk about this, you are all gathered here, aren't you going to sleep?"

"Old man, you... must be educated, right?" Squatting on the ground, the big vagrant like a blind man blinked his eyes, and there was a bit of reverence unconsciously between his words, "Tell us Tell a story or something?"

"Yes," Li Erchun, whose face was still bruised, echoed, "Old man, tell me!"

have to,

Looking at the eyes of a group of children, Li Shixin smiled helplessly.

Dare I come here to experience life and experience myself as an elder of the beggar gang!

PS: Although the recommended votes still didn't make it into the top 100, but after seeing so many cute and positive votes, Erdu decided to add an update. This plot is written in a little detail, especially the character Li Erchun, which takes up some space. But when designing this plot, I just want to show an open-minded image of a wise man who can use his own wisdom and life experience to inspire young people and solve confusion for some people in confusion. It contains some ideas about material desires and how to get rid of anxiety, which came from reading and thinking for a while. It can be regarded as carrying some private goods. However, the plot has also been paved, and the next step is to pretend to be like the wind and the sand sculpture plot that everyone loves to see. So don't stop recommending tickets. Otherwise, there will be no motivation for updates.