I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 697 Child, this is your dad, I'm the old king next door
No!

Jing Xiaoqiang has never expressed his opinion on this sensitive matter since he was at the Xicheng Theater in his previous life.

He can hang out with African-Americans such as the street gangster Blanco and the old security guard Leonard, and he has more than one ex-girlfriend who is African-American and half-African.

But never made it clear.

It's not that he, a little guy, has any concerns, but that he finds it quite boring.

This is the chamber pot in European and American political circles and society. When needed, it is taken out by disgusting people to clean up others, and when it is used up, it is thrown into the corner of the bed.

There has never been real fairness, and discrimination is everywhere.

Besides, African-Americans themselves have quite a lot of problems, and they are also the main force in the final zero-yuan purchase.

Before Mi Gao joined, Jing Xiaoqiang really didn't realize that he would be labeled as a race when he came to sing in Naville City.

Now it's obviously not because of Mi Gao, he just happens to be at the right time.

The main pushers are black buddies. They were so supportive and straightforward before, and there is a price for this.

The gray income of several million dollars is not taken for nothing!
So watching the convoy slowly enter the urban area, countless African-Americans cheered and held welcome signs on the side of the road.

He couldn't help but turn around and ask Mi Gao.

Mi Gaozheng, who was about to be completely killed by Teresa, was full of anger: "Ah? What's the matter, can this kind of thing be avoided? No matter how good you sing, you have to face your own skin color, so I never follow They mess around with this, and only keep their career, copyright and investment firmly in their hands, this is the eternal trump card, listen!"

Fuck it, a master is a master after all.

Don't look at him playing mahjong all day long to clear the troubles in his mind, but his mentality, vision and experience are destined to be extraordinary.

The pinnacle king of the world's performing arts and singing industry!
God knows what kind of peak he would have become if the hunt hadn't ruined the situation completely.

Let Jing Xiaoqiang, who is still a dick at heart, oh, yes, this kind of thing does not depend on the will of us little characters at all.

If you can't avoid it, you will touch it sooner or later.

Just like in fact, all walks of life in Europe and the United States do not have so much resistance to China at this moment, and he is always subconsciously taking precautions.

Sooner or later.

However, he is more realistic than the naive Mi Gao: "Copyright? Investment? These things seem to be unbreakable capital, but there is no trump card once and for all in this world. The world will change faster and faster... The table can be put away." ...Hey, forget it, let me face it, you guys continue to play."

After stopping the bus with the sound of air valves, Jing Xiaoqiang opened the driver's door and went out, then closed it smoothly.

Let Mi Gao, who doesn't like socializing, grab the sign and look through the car window. Of course, such a high-end RV has privacy glass that cannot be seen from the outside.

Teresa smiled: "This is a Chinese man. He may not be so heroic, but he is unambiguous when he protects friends and family from the wind and rain."

Both Tianhai and Portman raised their eyebrows, and Du Ruolan chuckled: "Not necessarily, there are everyone, the main reason is that he is pretty good."

Then put things away quickly: "I'll follow him to have a look, don't you take pictures?"

Pan Yunyan, who was so absorbed in sorting the cards, had no idea what they were talking about, so she jumped up and grabbed the camera: "Li Ji helped me draw the cards..."

Li Ji, who can hear the general idea, smiled and held hands with Portman: "We also have to help."

Both Tianhai and the struggling Sakai got up.

Teresa giggled: "Okay, okay, I'll go see if there are any handsome guys."

Soon all the poker players got out of the car, and the rest of them were always on guard against the people around them, and they were always alone. That's why Mi Gao, who was the cutest child, flipped through the mahjong tiles in his hand blankly, and He sneaked a peek at Teresa's cards.

After hearing a scream of death, he got up helplessly and got out of the car.

The overwhelming cheers outside made it even crazier with Mi Gao's appearance.

In any case, Michael is the pride of all African-Americans in North America, and even African-Americans all over the world.

Besides, he has always explained that he is albino, not skin grafted to become white, and he is still black in the eyes of everyone.

Jing Xiaoqiang fisted and hugged Hei Fatty and the others first, then thanked Hei Zi and the others for their early preparations, then hugged Qiao En and complained: "Fuck, now that you've fallen into this ethnic dispute, don't you have a headache?"

Jon smiled handsomely, but the corner of his mouth was helpless: "What can we do, all kinds of invisible barriers have always been there."

Hei Zai was full of anticipation. As the holy land of country, rock and pop music in North America, it must be his dream to hold a concert in Naville City, but it was also he who called Jing Xiaoqiang and said that Hei Buddies had these signs. Hope Robert sings something to cheer them up.

From his heart, he even agrees with such an approach.

Idealism.

Obviously ten years older than Jing Xiaoqiang, much more pure and passionate.

Or Teresa understands better: "It's okay to say something about peace and love to Africa. It's disrespectful to say this in Citigroup. What qualifications do we have to say about Citigroup."

As for the father of the whole world, there is no reason for a wild child to dare to call him father.

Hey, when it comes to Africa, Jing Xiaoqiang reminded: "Okay! Then I will sing about peace and love in Africa. Well, I will write a song and you will translate the lyrics from Chinese to English..."

Teresa took the lead, because Jing Xiaoqiang's ability to write songs is too weird.

Either he can write exquisite English songs, and he can't match better Chinese lyrics, and the artistic conception of Chinese songs is so beautiful that he can't translate them into English.

After all, the translation of lyrics is even more important than the integrity and elegance of literary translation, and the rhymes sung are different no matter which language they are in.

As a result, Mi Gao followed and stretched his head to participate.

Jon, who has a bachelor's degree in performing arts from California, Teresa, who is quite talented in languages, Mi Gao, who has written countless earth-class hits, and of course Hei Zai, worked together to bring them to the concert.

What kind of fairy lineup is this?

Mi Gao still wanted to sing by himself, but Jing Xiaoqiang had to let Hei Zai come, and everyone sang in harmony.

Alright, alright, Mi Gao, who is used to doing everything in his own team, is still a bit fresh, but he gave Hei Zai instructions to sing in a long-winded manner, and made a few changes to Jing Xiaoqiang's score.

Hei Zai, who had practiced for several hours, was so frightened that his feet were shaking on stage.

Du Ruolan quickly shared her experience: "I tremble every time, but as long as I pick up the guitar, I don't panic..."

Hei Zai said he felt even more flustered.

In fact, he has been on stage for so many times, the main reason is that the accompanying singing lineup put him under a lot of pressure!

Sure enough, in the much-anticipated grand scene, Robert KING stepped onto the stage, wearing loose sweatpants and a hip-hop T-shirt as always, cheering...

Michael Jackson came on stage, white T and tight leather pants, ecstatic...

Teresa came to the stage, and she didn't know her, but she had a queenly look, and she smiled at the audience with a gentle smile in her long black dress. She had an extraordinary momentum and applauded warmly.

Even Alice, who is wearing a white striped shirt with a red suspenders and a black pleated skirt on the stage, can cause screams.

Jing Xiaoqiang tried his best to help his apprentice improve his realm.

But Hei Zai, who came up at the end, stood at the lead vocal position with a guitar on his shoulders, and all those people stood at the harmony position just now.

What is this fat thing?

The audience fell silent.

It is said that Naville City, which has a total of only half a million people, now has more than [-] African-Americans, because they control the entire ticket sales and parking lot. Many spectators who came from other places failed to grab the first place. day tickets.

All huddled in the huge parking lot outside the football field to watch the jumbo screen.

Suony’s Jumbotron system followed Jing Xiaoqiang’s lead this time. Not only did the concert attract a lot of attention, but it was also installed outside the stadium twice before. After the opening, it played the screen for the audience who couldn’t enter the venue. Basically, after installing a set, it was sold. One set, no need to dismantle it.

This is also one of the reasons why Jing Xiaoqiang’s reputation has exploded during the tour. It’s not like businessmen who don’t give money and don’t get to see it. They can’t leak a single cent. It’s about expanding their influence as much as possible, but the ones outside the venue are definitely not that complete. , will deliberately intersperse a lot of tidbits from various places on the tour.

But that's what keeps viewers entertained.

But at this moment, they heard that the stadium fell silent after a huge cheer erupted, and even the light of the entire stadium was dimmed.

After the huge American football field is lit up at night, it will be as bright as Hesbit, lighting up the corners of the whole city.

It was obviously dimmed now, and the audience outside were extremely curious.

what happened?

On the big screen, some promotional videos were silently sent and tumbling.

In fact, the audience inside was also a little confused. After the audience went dark, a group of guitar playing began to reverberate, and the spotlight was only given to the "unknown" guitarist.

Hei Zai, who bowed his head and played, really calmed down at this time, focusing on bouncing his fingers.

After the melodious and warm prelude, another spotlight was added, and three girls appeared from the side of the stage...

Portman and Li Ji were leading a little black girl of the same age whom they had just found in the afternoon.

Together into the microphone began to chant: "AMANI NAKUPENDA......"

Under the deliberately strengthened childish voice, the taste of inner Africa is here!

Although 90.00% of the African-Americans on the scene may have never been to Africa.

But this kind of African native language with original pronunciation still makes them feel close to the local accent.

The lights were gradually enlarged, and several "superstars" from Hephoneme also participated in the Kenyan Swahili singing that was repeated several times later.

The entire sound range is vast and far-reaching.

Only then did Hei Zai raise his voice and start singing: "He rules over everything in the world, and his singing expresses love..."

He was still a little excited, and his attack was a bit high, but his singing ability and experience were fine, so he pulled it up abruptly.

On the contrary, it highlights the high-pitched emotions at this time...

Maybe Hei Zai didn't know why he was so excited when he sang this song.

After all, it was his own child.

They are all fine works of his own emotions, three views and soul.

He also felt that Ah Qiang was connected with him.

(End of this chapter)