"Yu Fei, are you really going to watch the flag-raising ceremony?"
Kong Xiaoyi looked shocked: "It's the National Day holiday, Tiananmen Square is packed with people, and pushing a wheelchair will be very inconvenient."
"We can overcome this little difficulty!"
Lin Yufei shrugged with feigned ease.
"Alright, I admire you guys!"
Kong Xiaoyi gave a thumbs-up, greatly admiring her friend's courage.
"Xiaoyi, I also want to see the flag-raising ceremony."
Wang Yunpeng, lying on the hospital bed, said.
"Well, you can just keep dreaming!"
Kong Xiaoyi rolled her eyes: "Brother Xiao just has a minor leg fracture, he can sit in a wheelchair, but you have to stay in bed. Do you expect me to push the hospital bed to Tiananmen Square?"
"Uh..."
"Then you owe me a flag-raising ceremony."
Wang Yunpeng, quick-witted, took the opportunity to make a request.
"We'll see, depends on my mood!"
