Bind to the collection system, I became a national treasure

Chapter 118 The celebration begins

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Huo Zhen nodded immediately upon hearing this. However, when he saw Bai Xi's pretty face, which looked even more like a college student than the ones in the security checkpoint, he couldn't help but laugh. "No, Miss Bai, aren't you only in your early twenties? You're in the prime of your youth. Why are you being sentimental with us two middle-aged people?"

Before Bai Xi could say anything, Guo Jingjing glared at him: "Why? Do you think I'm old?"

Huo Zhengang's face changed. Oh no, he said the wrong thing. He was afraid he would have to kneel on the washboard when he got home.

He quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I'm talking about me, I'm middle-aged, and my wife will always be eighteen!"

Guo Jingjing snorted, ignored him, and pulled Bai Xi forward.

At this time, Xiao Rui came back from the security check area, quickly caught up with them, and approached Bai Xi, whispering, "Miss, the security check area is equipped with hot water and warming patches. They have made sufficient preparations in this regard."

Guo Jingjing listened carefully from the side, and couldn't help but have a higher opinion of Bai Xi.

Bai Xi nodded to indicate that he understood, then smiled and responded to Huo Zhengang's question: "Maybe I'm more mature mentally? Experience and knowledge are the determining factors of youth, aren't they?"

"Miss Bai is right. The concept of youth has never been defined by age." Yang Ru, who appeared out of nowhere, took over the conversation. He turned and looked at the Monument to the People's Heroes standing in front of Tiananmen Square:

"Take the martyrs for example. Many of them went to the battlefield in their teens, risking their lives and shedding their blood, fighting for their country and their nation. How could their 20s be the same as ours now?"

Bai Xi and others were startled by the sudden appearance of Yang Ru, but after hearing what he said, they followed Yang Ru's gaze and looked at the Monument to the People's Heroes. They all had infinite respect in their hearts.

At this moment, there are only a few dozen seconds left before midnight.

The wheel of history rolls forward. Compared to October 1, Bai Xi feels that September 30 is more worthy of being remembered.

In these final few tens of seconds, Bai Xi looked at the monument, clasped his hands together, and said silently in his heart: "I hope you can all see the grand ceremony tomorrow. I hope that this prosperous era of China will eventually be as our ancestors wished. May the people's heroes be immortalized..."

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The next day, early in the morning.

Tiananmen Square, with red flags flying and huge crowds of people.

Bai Xi, Guo Jingjing and others who had parted at the entrance of Chang'an Street last night met again at the entrance a few hours later. After nodding to each other, they split into two groups.

The couple, Ho Chun-kong and Guo Jingjing, need to participate in the third chapter, the parade formation of representatives from all walks of life. Ho Chun-kong is from the Greater Bay Area formation, and Guo Jingjing is from the sports powerhouse formation, so they really came to rehearse last night.

Bai Xi, led by Yang Ru, climbed up the Tiananmen Gate Tower and waited to watch the military parade celebrating the 66th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

As for Xiao Rui, his level was not high enough, so he could only wait on the stage.

Today in the imperial capital, the sky is clear and cloudless.

As the sun gets higher, the temperature begins to rise gradually.

Bai Xi leaned against the city wall and looked out. At the starting point of Chang'an Avenue, magnificent parade formations of soldiers from the navy, army and air force had already been assembled. All the soldiers held their heads high, their eyes sharp as torches, and stood still as a mountain.

Looking further away, there are armored formations, including tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, armored vehicles, assault vehicles, radar vehicles, missile launchers, Dongfeng Express vehicles, etc. Under the sunlight, these war weapons emit a black glow all over.

In addition, there are formations of air force fighter jets on standby at nearby airports, ready to take off.

To the enemy, these weapons of war were a source of fear.

But for Chinese people, these weapons of war are what allow us to sleep soundly and enjoy a peaceful life.

......

Time passed by minute by minute, and as it approached ten o'clock, the noise on the Tiananmen Gate Tower soon calmed down.

At 9:57, to the sound of passionate music played by a live band, many leaders slowly appeared on the rostrum in the center of the Tiananmen Gate Tower and waved to representatives from all walks of life on the viewing platform in the square.

It was also the first time for Bai Xi to have close contact with so many big names whom he had only seen on TV before, and he felt a little nervous for a moment.

But soon, he calmed down in the face of their warm smiles and began to applaud with everyone.

At the same time, a pendulum image appeared on the large electronic screen in Tiananmen Square, 1949, 1950, 1951...

As the pendulum swings, the year numbers appear one by one until 2015 appears.

"boom--!"

With the blast of cannon salutes, it was ten o'clock and the celebration officially began.

There were ten groups of saluting soldiers in military uniforms, each with three people. As soon as one group finished firing, another group would take over.

Everyone knelt on one knee with their postures straight and their movements were in perfect unison, as if they were one person.

Amid the roar of salutes, the officers and soldiers of the National Flag Guard, carrying a bright five-star red flag, marched in neat steps from the Monument to the People's Heroes to the flag-raising area on the north side of the square.

During the entire process, a total of 66 salutes were fired, symbolizing the 66th anniversary of the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Now, everyone please stand."

"Raise the flag!"

"Play the national anthem!"

As soon as he finished speaking, whether it was Bai Xi and Yang Ru on the Tiananmen Gate Tower, or Xiao Rui, Huo Zhengang and others on the viewing platform, they all stood up from their seats, facing the direction of the flag-raising area, and everyone had a solemn expression.

"Get up! People who are unwilling to make an effort!"

"......"

Soon, the military band played "March of the Volunteers", and tens of thousands of people in the audience sang the national anthem in unison. The five-star red flag rose slowly and fluttered in the wind over Tiananmen Square.

As she sang, Bai Xi found that her tears were falling uncontrollably and she couldn't stop them no matter how hard she wiped them.

Whether before or after rebirth.

In her two lives, her small wishes have been changing with her state of mind, from making up for regrets, to getting rich, to making herself and her family live freely and comfortably, but her big wish has never wavered. She hopes from the bottom of her heart that the motherland will prosper and become strong.

The Chinese people have come a long way, experienced many hardships, stumbled, and walked on thin ice. They have experienced numerous hardships and paid countless lives and blood to exchange for today's peaceful and prosperous era.

is it hard?

It's very difficult!

does it worth?

Bai Xi is not qualified to say this, but Bai Xi feels that if the martyrs are still alive and see the grand scene today, they will probably think it is worth it.

Just like that, Bai Xi looked at the bright five-star red flag, which slowly rose to its highest point amid the singing.

I have no regrets about coming to China in this life, and I will still be a flower grower in the next life.