Chapter 58 Section 58

He met a group of people, lively and lively, beating gongs and drums, making a lot of noise. "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Everyone shouted. He said he had something to do, but he hadn't done his own business yet. "My own business. Nothing is so important! Come, come with us, let's go together!" "What are you going to do?" he asked. "Brother, look forward to the good days, the good days are coming, welcome the good days-. Can your personal shit matter be so important?" Everyone pushed and fucked, cheered, lined up in a large group, and shouted slogans.

"Where are the good days?" He couldn't help asking. "A good day is ahead, if you say it is ahead, it will be ahead! If you say it is ahead, there will be something ahead!" Everyone said that the more you speak, the more vigorous you are, and the more you speak, the more confident you are. "Who said there will be good days ahead?" He was being pushed and fucked, and he couldn't help asking while walking. "Everyone says there will be, and the big guys say, you can't go wrong, come with us, good days are definitely ahead!" Everyone sang the song of good life, the more they sang, the more energetic they became, and the more they sang, the higher the morale.Even if he is caught in the crowd, he can't help but sing!If he didn't sing, suspicious eyes from left and right would look at him.

"Hey, buddy, what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong? Are you dumb?" He wants to show that he has no birth defects, so he has to sing along with the crowd. If he wants to sing, he has to be in time, and he has to keep up with the footsteps of the crowd, stepping off his heels after half a beat.If you want to reach down to everyone's feet to lift shoes, those feet must not go over your head?The lost Chuanghao was lost by it—a foot that lost its shoe was trampled by all the feet, and the other foot had to jump, limping, and at least it had to keep up, and the crowd sang in unison, singing loudly. Sing a good day song. ——"Good days are ahead, good days are coming, good days are still good, good days are always ahead!"

The more enthusiastic the advocacy, the better the good days will be, and the hotter the good days will be, the hotter the singing, the sooner the good days will come. "A better day is coming! Go to the better day, fight for the better day! It's worth dying for the better day," Everyone got a fever and went crazy, but he still had to be crazy, and he had to pretend to be crazy if he wasn't crazy. "It's not good, let's shoot!" "Who fired the shot?" "Shots fired in front?" "Nonsense! It's a good day ahead, can you shoot?"

"Plastic bullets?" "What about setting off fireworks?" "tracer!" "what" "Seeing blood? Dead!" "Rush forward for a good life, fight for a good life! There is no honor in sacrificing for a good life! A martyr who lives a good life! Ula " Everyone never imagined that submachine guns and machine guns fired bursts and bursts, bursts of bursts and bursts were like fried beans, and they were like setting off firecrackers.Everyone was like a bereaved dog, fleeing in all directions, the dead were dead, the wounded were injured, and those who were not dead or injured hurriedly dispersed...

He finally hid in a blind spot where guns couldn't reach him, a little excited and a little sad.Gradually, distant voices were heard again, maybe it was another group of people, also beating gongs and drums, vaguely like shouting slogans.Listen carefully, it seems to be talking about good days, and then it seems to be arguing, good days are coming, no, they won’t come for a while, but they will always come, good days cannot not come, sooner or later they will come... he Go away quickly, the good days also make him afraid, before the good days come, he would rather slip away first.