Senior Superstar

Chapter 463

Li Shixin received a private letter from the Aid Korea Memorial Hall asking for Liu Feng's address when he was scolding his mother on Weibo before. Li Shixin did not give a clear reply at that time, only saying that he is currently in the Rongdian.

He didn't expect the other party to come over directly.

On the phone, the other party said that they wanted to visit the old man, and hoped that Li Shixin could arrange a meeting. But Li Shixin felt that it was still difficult for him to make the decision. After all, Liu Feng was not in a good state and his children had returned, so it was not easy for him to be an outsider.

Putting down the phone, Li Shixin rubbed his swollen cheeks, and when he heard movement outside the door, he simply tidied up and left the house.

As soon as he went out, he saw Liu Feng's grandson and Liu Jianfang who were returning with breakfast.

"Morning, Lord, did you sleep comfortably last night?"

Facing the greeting from Liu Feng's grandson, Li Shixin chuckled, he didn't say that he spent the whole night of cultivating immortals last night, but that the two of them talked about visiting the old man at the Aid Korea Memorial Hall.

"Lord Xin, I always feel that grandpa hasn't talked about his experience of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea for decades, so he must have his own thoughts. Grandpa is like this now."

Liu Feng's grandson glanced at his aunt and said something hesitantly.

"Yes, Uncle Li. My dad didn't mention it for so many years, and he didn't even tell us. To put it bluntly, he definitely wanted to take it into the coffin. And you have seen his current state. Anyway, I don't want to It irritated him. There is such a thought on the side of the memorial hall, and we understand it. But my dad doesn’t need them to do anything, and our family has nothing to help trouble the government. Besides. It’s not my suspicion, if they come to tell the truth Just like looking at my dad, it’s nothing more than caring for veterans who aid Korea. If we want to use this opportunity to do some image public relations, we don’t bother to cooperate. I’d like to trouble you to reply to the other side. I appreciate it, but the visit is fine. Get rid of it."

It was a first time dealing with Liu Jianfang, but through the contact last night, Li Shixin was deeply impressed by the vigor of the woman.

To say that there is no good youngest in the world means that the youngest one in the family often has no good temper.

Liu Jianfang's temperament is not clear about Li Shixin's contact, but as the youngest one, he must be spoiled by so many brothers in the family, so it is really aggressive to speak directly.

But it doesn't sound good, but it makes sense.

Knowing the thoughts of the aunt and nephew, Li Shixin nodded. While Liu Feng's grandson and Liu Jianfang were packing up their breakfast, they went to Liu Feng's room.

Last night, I talked about the experience of aiding North Korea for half a night, and I felt more or less psychologically vented, and I should have had a good rest last night. After washing up under the care of several sons, the old man seemed to be in a better condition than yesterday, but he remained silent in front of everyone's various amusments.

After talking to Liu Feng for a while, and asking Wu Ming's old fans and Liu Feng's grandson to communicate more with the old man, and try not to close himself up like yesterday, Li Shixin took the setting draft and the literary script to say goodbye everyone.

Although Liu Feng's family reached an agreement not to let people from the memorial hall come to disturb them, but people came all the way after all, and it is unreasonable to let people go back directly.

On the taxi to the small theater, Li Shixin called the other end and made an appointment to meet.

At around nine o'clock, the newly renovated small theater ushered in the first batch of guests.

Seeing a few middle-aged men enter the door, standing at the door of the small theater and looking around, Li Shixin immediately greeted them.

"Curator Sun? Hello, hello."

Faced with Li Shixin's politeness, Sun Wenju and the others were full of sincerity and fear—obviously, they were spooked by Li Shixin on Weibo yesterday.

Seeing the kind Li Shixin at this time, Sun Wenju and the others immediately went up to him.

After some greetings and introductions, Li Shixin was a little impressed by the specifications of this group of people.

Among the four people who came to the memorial this time, the curator Sun Wenju and the deputy curator Yao Wangchuan were all there. Regardless of the purpose of the memorial's visit, at least it has done enough in sincerity.

After taking his seat, Sun Wenju looked around the environment of the small theater, then leaned forward in front of Li Shixin.

"Senior Li, how is the situation on the side of Senior Liu Feng?"

After taking the teapot handed over by the big man and pouring tea for everyone, Li Shixin shook his head slightly, "It's not very good, I was too stimulated before, but now the old man doesn't talk much, he's very closed. The reason for your visit and my family members I said it, but I was afraid that the old man would be stimulated after his condition stabilized just now, so the family members asked me to tell you that I have accepted it, and I don’t want to visit for now, and the family members hope you can understand.”

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the faces of Sun Wenju and the others when they heard that they could not visit Liu Feng.

"I can understand, I can understand. I'm ashamed to say that if it wasn't for the turmoil on Weibo yesterday, we wouldn't know about this matter, Mr. Li, that's it. I don't know if the family members are really worried about the old man's health or something else The reason, this time we came here, in fact, we have no other ideas.

It is because we feel that as the domestic inductive unit for the historical materials of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and also one of the propaganda units for this period of history, we are responsible for what happened. Hope to visit the old man and express our apologies. "

"That's right, Mr. Li, we didn't say hello to the local government or invite the media when we came here. I saw the photos and documents of senior Liu Feng's aid to Korea on your Weibo yesterday. Edit the experience and put it in our memorial hall for people to look up to. It is to make up for our mistakes, so you see... can it be convenient for you to talk to the family of old senior Liu?"

On the side, Yao Wangchuan also said in embarrassment.

Li Shixin scolded him before, but compared to the teaching and propaganda side, the Aid Korea Memorial Hall gave him a good impression. It may be that the function is relatively simple and does not involve too many influencing factors. In yesterday's Weibo incident, whether it was acknowledging responsibility or responding to itself, the speed of the Aid Korea Memorial Hall was refreshing.

It's just that Liu Feng's family members don't agree, and visits are absolutely impossible--in Liu Feng's current state, visits that don't hurt or itch won't do much.

After pondering for a moment, Li Shixin smiled faintly facing the few people who were looking at him eagerly.

"Actually, I think you want to make up for the lack of publicity about the history of aiding Korea. Instead of visiting Brother Liu Feng alone, you might as well do something more meaningful."

Faced with Li Shixin's remarks, Sun Wenju and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Senior Li, what do you mean?"

"I'm going to make a work. If your memorial hall is interested, you can participate."

"Uh, senior, to tell you the truth, you may not know the nature of our memorial hall, and the recent funds are relatively limited."

"Tsk!" Seeing Sun Wenju grinning and crying poorly, Li Shixin patted him on the arm reproachfully, "My son, sir, did I ask you to invest money?"

"Senior, in what form do we participate?"

"Photos and video historical materials, and... title promotion. You don't have to pay a penny, how about it?"

Faced with Li Shixin's proposal, Sun Wenju and others frowned.

It sounds so beautiful!

But in this world, is there really such a good thing?