When I left the TV station, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
At this moment, the crescent moon hung in the night sky, shining with brilliance, but when Han Sen looked up, what made him sigh was the night view of Xiangjiang under the night sky, which looked like a city that never sleeps.
Regardless of his past life or this life, every time he arrived in Xiangjiang and browsed the night view, he felt like he was in a dream.
Countless colorful neon lights form a cyberpunk city that is incredible to everyone at home and abroad.
There is the birth of ultra-new technology here, there is a mixture of diverse cultures, and the material world is extremely rich, but it seems that the spiritual homeland is relatively lagging behind. As a result, everyone from top to bottom, including the energetic young people, feels confused and does not know where to go in the future.
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But what was different from his previous life was that Han Sen could see that in addition to Chinese people walking on the streets, there were people of other skin colors.
Of course, the majority of people in Xiangjiang are yellow people.
People's clothing is exquisite and decent.
The scattered shop employees, hotel waiters, etc. are mostly black or white, and most of them are foreigners who have come to pursue the Chinese dream. Unfortunately, because the Chinese naturalization system is relatively strict, such as this kind of detention
Foreign personnel in the country generally account for about 10% of the entire city.
But everyone can speak Chinese fluently, not just at the level of "Hello" and "Have you eaten" as Han Sen thought, but so fluently that Han Sen can't tell the difference between the Chinese and the Chinese without looking at their faces.
accent differences.
They don't ask for naturalization, they just want to be able to make a living here.
After all, the average salary of employees in China is much higher than that in other countries.
Wu Yu took Han Sen to a food stall that smelled of the faintest smell of rice.
The boss here is from Xiangjiang, but most of the waiters are black.
Because the locals look down on this kind of job, and for foreigners, they are just ordering clerks that ordinary Chinese people despise, and their salaries are several times higher than in their own countries.
The charm of money, how to prevent people from lingering.
"One braised rabbit! One salt and pepper nine-belly fish, two spicy beef balls, two cups of Qingshan beer..."
Watching Han Sen ordering food, Wu Yu felt goosebumps rising. He said in a daze: "Brother Sen, you...how can you eat rabbits? And drink beer?"
"ha?"
Han Sen's heart skipped a beat and he said in a deep voice, "What's the problem?"
Wu Yu blinked and suddenly said non-stop: "Don't you have a duodenal ulcer? The doctor told you to pay attention to your diet and avoid sour, fishy, raw, cold, pungent, spicy, oily, etc.
If you are tired, the lighter the food, the better. Now you..."
Han Sen felt that life was boring for a moment.
He closed the menu and handed it to Wu Yu, "You'd better order some. By the way, it's your treat. I'm tight on money now."
Wu Yu muttered: "I didn't invite you for the first time..."
Han Sen was stunned and then smiled.
According to diary records, he knew that Wu Yu's family was relatively well off.
It is said that he is a well-known second-generation rich man in Guangdong and Guangdong. Han Sen didn't ask about the specific situation. In short, this guy is richer than himself.
Wu Yu ordered a clear soup based on yam, lotus root, and winter melon, and added some soft, glutinous, sour and sweet snacks. He seemed to take good care of Han Sen.
Finally, he closed the menu and said to the black waiter standing next to him: "Add another bottle of Qingshan beer."
The black waiter said: "Iced or room temperature?"
Han Sen looked at the waiter frequently.
Good guy, I thought it was a Chinese person talking without looking up. What surprised Han Sen even more was that this black man also wrote beautiful Chinese.
But Wu Yu was used to it: "It's ice."
After the order clerk left, Han Sen came back to his senses and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
"Brother Sen, didn't I say that at the recording site before? I, Wu Yu, have returned to my position!"
Wu Yu patted his thin chest, his beautiful face full of determination, and vowed: "From now on, Brother Sen, wherever you go, I will go! As long as you don't chase me away, even if you go north, I will follow you
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Han Sen said goodbye, we are not familiar with each other yet...
Although I was thinking this, I had already taken out a note from my backpack and handed it over: "Okay, then I will give you a task. For today's song "Friendship Years", you must first get it and register it on the copyright website.
copyright."
"Yeah! I promise to complete the task!" Wu Yu nodded repeatedly, his eyes shining a little.
He thought this was a witness to the rekindling of friendship between Brother Sen and himself. After taking the notebook, he began to read it carefully. After a long time, he raised his head and said with red eyes: "Brother Sen, you are so amazing. You wrote down our feelings so well."
Very good!"
"Okay, don't look at me like that."
Han Sen was stared at tenderly by these beautiful peach blossom eyes, and felt a chill running down his spine. He said with some resistance: "Your task these two days is to seize the time to contact A Tao and A Qi. I won't be idle either."
Go ahead and prepare the songs to be sung in the semi-finals."
"Brother Sen, do you want to be original again?"
Wu Yu opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief.
Although Brother Sen has indeed been a creative genius in the past, there is less than a week left before the next game. In just a few days, Brother Sen wants to write a new song to play. Is it a little too hasty?
"Can you tell me the specific content or direction?"
"Not yet."
"Not a word?"
"No."
Wu Yu was dumbfounded and said hesitantly: "Actually, I think our previous songs were pretty good..."
Han Sen shook his head and said: "The semi-finals are already at a fever pitch. The previous songs were too ordinary. No matter how good your performance is, you will be eliminated... You believe me, I have this ability."
Wu Yu hesitated to speak because he suddenly saw the song "Friendship Years" written on the notebook in his hand.
There was a moment of hesitation.
Maybe Brother Sen can really do it?
The ancients made a poem in seven steps, but I, Brother Sen... I made a song in seven steps?
By this time, the food had been served, and Han Sen was not polite to Wu Yu.
His stomach problem didn't allow him to be too hungry, so he picked up a spoon and chopsticks and started to eat at the table seriously, like a starving ghost.
Wu Yu stared at Han Sen, always feeling that Brother Sen had changed.
It's a bit strange, but it seems to make me feel more at ease...
He smiled, opened the beer, and started blowing hard.
If you have wine tonight, you will be drunk tonight, and you will be worried tomorrow.
At this time, the TV in the food stall suddenly played a piece of news, causing the entire scene to suddenly become silent:
"The latest news from Xiangjiang, an hour ago, South African President Sambedeman announced the unconditional release of Antoine..."
"Now, let's connect the scene and focus the camera on the Soweto football stadium!"
"We can see that nearly 150,000 people are already waiting here! They are all Antoine's supporters!"
"Antoine, the greatest black leader in South African history and leader of the anti-apartheid movement, will deliver his release speech here after being illegally imprisoned for 27 years."
"Let us congratulate this black leader who has made outstanding contributions to the color struggle. His life is great. We affirm his efforts to eliminate racial discrimination in South Africa and achieve a democratic and free society!"
Due to the time difference, it was three or four o'clock in the afternoon in South Africa when the news came through the television broadcast.
The sun was scorching, but the entire football stadium was densely packed with more than 100,000 people.
People sweated and shed tears, but they did not leave.
Everyone's face shows excitement and longing for the future!
When a thin black man with a weathered face, wearing a simple suit, slowly walked onto the stage.
The entire football stadium suddenly burst into loud applause.
The applause lasted for a long time,
No commotion, no noise.
People shed tears and sobbed quietly, watching this black leader who had made outstanding contributions to the anti-apartheid movement. In the end, they even sang the Internationale together.
"Arise, you hungry and cold slaves!
Rise up, you suffering people all over the world!
The blood in my heart is already boiling!
Fight for the truth..."
This scene was broadcast throughout the world through television and shocked countless people.
At this time, people in the food stalls all raised their heads in surprise.
"Antoine has been released? Oh my God! There is no warning or news!"
"God bless the great M. Antoine!"
"He is finally out of prison, and South Africa can be saved!"
"Salute to this warrior who fought for freedom!"
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