After listening to Fan Weiwei's words, Zhou Yuan wiped the corners of his eyes: "He taught you quite a lot."
"yes!"
Fan Weiwei replied: "My brother loves me the most. He has always loved me since I was a child. He often teaches me on the phone that I must become a talented person when I grow up. But I failed him!"
"Become a talent?"
Zhou Yuan asked her: "What is becoming a talent?"
Fan Weiwei said: "My brother said that becoming a talent means achieving oneself. In this life, people should not be tempted by fame and wealth, but they must have their own dreams and do what they want to do and dare to do. This is becoming a talent!"
"Even if all our previous efforts are wasted and our heads are bruised and bloody, we must still move forward courageously regardless of our own safety. Because none of us can be defeated."
After listening to Fan Weiwei's words, Zhou Yuan laughed to himself: "Your brother is right, he is a qualified hero and an outstanding brother."
"It's a pity that he is no longer here." Fan Weiwei said.
"If he were still alive, he would definitely think that what you are doing now is not worthy of his approval. If he were you, he would face it bravely instead of shrinking back!"
Zhou Yuan did not reply.
Fan Weiwei turned to look at Zhou Yuan: "Yuanlong War Lord, although I am not old, I can see through all this. I also know that every hero is destined to be lonely and unrecognized. But
, this cannot affect your courage to move forward."
Zhou Yuan remained silent.
At this time, Fan Weiwei clapped her hands.
As Fan Weiwei clapped her hands, about 500 people came out of the village not far away. There were old people on crutches, pregnant women, and children of six or seven years old. A monk was even in swaddling clothes.
of babies.
They walked over step by step and stood not far away, looking at Zhou Yuan.
Fan Weiwei said: "They are all from Fanjia Village. At the same time, they are all my family and Long Dian's family. Some have given up on you, and some have never given up on you. Neither they nor the people of Tianhe hope that
See the end of Long Dian!"
Zhou Yuan looked at these villagers quietly.
"Please come out, Yuanlong War Lord!"
Suddenly, the villagers shouted in unison.
Zhou Yuan stayed where he was!
"Please Yuanlong Zhanzun to come out!" They shouted in unison again.
Fan Weiwei looked at Zhou Yuan and said: "They are all protected by Long Dian. They pursue Long Dian. They regard Long Dian as their hope. But now you tell them that their hope is shattered."
"If that's the case, what's the point of my brother's sacrifice? Are you shrinking?" Fan Weiwei asked.
Zhou Yuan felt that he had no face to face these people.
With those who have no face to face Tianhe.
But Fan Weiwei seemed not to blame him, and said again: "This is not your fault, but it is not their fault, it is the fault of this era. Now the sharp blade that breaks this era is in your hand. I think, my brother
Like me, I hope you can take another step forward."
"Even if it's just such a small step."
Although Fan Weiwei is young, her words are full of tenacity.
These were all given to her by Fan Tian.
"Please come out, Yuanlong War Lord!"
The words of the villagers still echoed in Zhou Yuan's ears for a long time!