Acai's Sky

Chapter 643: People setting off firecrackers are everywhere

You know, the Japanese stock market is not something that just a few people can make a big splash.

So who is behind all this?

Just as Ah Cai was thinking hard and absorbed in his thoughts, suddenly, like a flash of lightning across the dark night sky, a flash of inspiration passed through his mind - what about 00541?

Could it be this guy who did it?

"Oh my god, could it really be 00541's doing? It had let it out to play before."

Ah Cai muttered to herself while scratching her head vigorously with her hand, looking a little at a loss.

But soon, as if he suddenly thought of something, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, no matter who did it, it has nothing to do with me anyway. I'm still confused and don't understand what's going on!"

Thinking of this, Ah Cai suddenly felt relieved of the heavy psychological burden in her heart.

He stood up from the chair easily, then strode towards the door, ready to watch the lively scene of Lu Yingqi setting off firecrackers.

At this moment, she put her hands into her sleeves leisurely.

Speaking of these sleeves, they are truly exquisite! Their royal blue background is like the deep and distant night sky, faintly emitting a mysterious and charming unique aura.

What is even more eye-catching is that the cuffs are carefully embroidered with vivid jasmine flowers.

These jasmine flowers are whiter than snow, fresh and elegant, and look simply beautiful.

Moreover, each flower seems to be swaying slightly in the gentle breeze, emitting bursts of faint fragrance from time to time.

Looking more closely, the silk thread used for embroidery is thin and smooth, and feels as soft and smooth as silk. It complements the royal blue fabric and perfectly displays the exquisiteness and elegance.

Lu Yingqi also set off a big firework. Although the effect of the fireworks cannot be seen during the day, isn’t this a celebration?

A Cai excitedly took her mobile phone, carefully adjusted the angle and lighting, and meticulously shot a wonderful video for Lu Yingqi, and told her to post it on the school's official website.

Lv Yingqi sat nearby, skillfully swiping the screen of her tablet computer. An excited smile spread across her face as she said, "Come and take a look at our classmates setting off firecrackers together! Haha, people who don't know the situation might mistakenly think we're celebrating Chinese New Year with firecrackers!"

Acai stretched her neck curiously and quickly glanced at the various and lively firecracker celebration videos on the tablet.

In the picture, flames shot up into the sky, smoke filled the air, and the crackling sound of firecrackers resounded through the sky. It was so spectacular.

"Tsk tsk tsk, now we are no longer those poor students! As long as we enter the copy system, no one will suffer from poverty anymore!" Ah Cai couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Yingqi nodded vigorously in agreement, his excitement evident in his words: "That's right! This time, the Japanese stock market is free of the manipulation of Jewish capital and those abominable capitalists. Look, the Japanese stock market has plummeted to such a miserable state. I wonder how powerful the people behind all this are!"

Ah Cai nodded slightly but didn't say anything. She thought to herself: How could this not be amazing?

Just relying on a mysterious system can make the wind and rain so powerful, but for some reason, it always feels like this is a plan that several little ones have discussed in advance.

Considering that Zhitong seems to be hanging out with 00541 all the time recently, could it be that he has been led astray by it?

After all, they both seem to have a talent for destruction!

...

The two walked back into the cafeteria.

The images on the TV screen were shocking. The entire field of vision was occupied by densely packed Japanese people holding placards and flags.

They are holding massive demonstrations to protest against the heinous acts of terrorist organizations.

However, these indignant people were not the only ones at the scene.

Some elderly men and women were also among them, their faces covered with tears, crying and shouting in grief, their voices resounding through the sky.

They angrily denounced the Japanese government's inaction, failure to apologize to the victims in a timely manner, and even its unauthorized tampering with history books in an attempt to cover up the crimes it had committed.

Among the surging crowd, there are more people with numb expressions.

They stood there blankly, their eyes empty and lifeless, as if they had lost their souls.

My once firm belief collapsed at this moment, and it all seemed to confirm the old saying: Good is rewarded with good, and evil is punished with evil. It's not that there is no retribution, it's just that the time has not come yet.

In sharp contrast, on the other side of the world, almost all citizens of China actively participate in various dungeon activities.

This scene of national unity and vigorous progress undoubtedly demonstrates God's preference and favor for this great nation.

In comparison, the Japanese are like a group of abandoned children abandoned by God, who can only struggle in the darkness.

What is even more infuriating is that the Japanese government not only does not repent, but also shamelessly accuses China of carrying out the so-called "explosion".

How shameless!

Are you finally willing to admit that China has a deep hatred for us?

If this is the case, doesn’t it mean that they are personally admitting the brutal invasion of China in the past?

If you can't produce solid evidence, don't talk nonsense and bark here!

...

Uncle Dajiang stared at the TV screen with his eyes fixed, and suddenly burst into a hearty laugh. He laughed so hard that he fell back and forth, as if he wanted to release all his joy.

He laughed loudly, pointed at the screen and said, "Haha, you deserve it!

These guys actually dare to put the blame on our great China without any evidence!

Just because someone says that China harbors hatred towards those Japanese, do we have to take the blame?

It's absolutely ridiculous!"

Elder Rong, who was sitting nearby, snorted coldly and said angrily, "Humph! Not apologizing is fine, but you don't even have the slightest sincerity. Do you expect us to let go of the hatred in our hearts so easily? No way!"

Then, he became more and more excited, waving his hands in the air, and continued to shout: "Besides, we have entered the era of universal dungeons. If we can really let go and do one,

Just give them a ruthless blow, like blowing up the so-called "holy toilet" to the sky, that would be the only way to vent your anger!

Besides, why not just blow up their entire island and see how much more arrogant they can be!"

At this time, Mrs. Teng, who had been silent all the time, couldn't help but curl her lips and interrupted:

"Hehe, in my opinion, it's better to bomb their island all the way around it, and circle around it. I wonder if it can trigger a huge tsunami.

If I could really stir up a huge wave and drown all those damn guys, it would be such a relief!"

Hearing this, Uncle Dajiang was stunned at first, then nodded thoughtfully and responded:

"Um……

What you said does make sense. But even if we can't trigger a tsunami, those Japanese won't have an easy time.

I heard that they have purchased a lot of land in Brazil. Maybe in the future the whole of Brazil will become their territory.

But we are not afraid. As long as we are united and work together, no matter where he goes, he will not be able to escape from our grasp!"

...

Behind the Dripping Guanyin

Hua Lao drank a little more [Taibai wine], his face was slightly red, his eyes were a little blurry, and he hummed "Chop the devils' heads with the big knife..."

His voice was a little hoarse, but it was full of heroism and determination.

Several old men were sitting around the table. Their faces were marked by the years and their hair was gray, but there was still a gleam in their eyes.

They knocked on the bowls and plates with chopsticks, making crisp sounds, as if they were accompanying the Chinese people's singing.

Among them, Mr. Guan leaned forward slightly, tapping the dishes with his chopsticks in rhythm. His mouth was wide open, humming along with Mr. Hua, his face filled with excitement.

The other Qiu Laoer was sitting on a chair, his body swaying gently with the music, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was recalling the past.

There was also Mr. Li, who had a faint smile on his face and tapped the dishes with the chopsticks in his hand, as if expressing his feelings.

Although their singing was not perfect, it was full of power and emotion, and people could feel their deep memory of that period of history and their love for their motherland.

Tong Jiajiu quietly replaced the wine jar with spiritual fruit juice, allowing them to slowly sober up.

Aliang, who was following behind, captured the heroic spirit of the old men. This was a day worth remembering.

...

In Taibai Village Sanatorium

The veterans who were working stopped what they were doing and stared at the TV screen.

The moment they saw the "Yasukuni Shrine" being blown away, the entire sanatorium was in an uproar.

Some soldiers were so excited that their faces turned red. They clenched their fists, waved their arms, and shouted, "Good! Good bombing!" Their eyes flashed with excitement and pride.

Some soldiers shed silent tears as they recalled their time on the battlefield and their comrades who had sacrificed their lives for their country and their people. At this moment, their hearts were filled with emotion and relief.

Some soldiers hugged each other, patted each other on the back, and shared the joy and excitement.

They know that this is a just judgment of history and the best consolation to the deceased heroes.

The entire nursing home was immersed in an atmosphere of joy and excitement, and these veterans expressed their attitudes towards the event in their own way.

Their hearts are filled with love for their country and yearning for peace, and they hope that such just acts can be passed on forever.