abnormal musician

Chapter 349 The Aid Plan Begins! (Please subscribe ~ monthly pass!)
Not seeing him for a few days, Feisal's image was almost completely unrecognizable to Li Shaojie.

Ragged, dusty, unkempt.

As a pianist, the fingers that should be clean and slender are already callused, with protruding joints, and the rough palm is also covered with scratch-like wounds.

"Brother."

Li Shaojie couldn't say anything.

I can only go forward and hug my brother tightly.

Faisal buried his head on Li Shaojie's shoulder, and tears began to flow from his expressionless eyes.

Although it was silent, Li Shaojie knew about the trembling and twitching of his brother's body.

This may be the embodiment of sadness to the extreme.

Musicians, tend to be more emotional.

As for Brother Faisal, in these short few years, he either experienced life and death with relatives, lovers, and friends, or he watched his homeland being destroyed and his compatriots suffer.

The brother at this time was in his early thirties, but he looked like a 50-year-old homeless man.

"Jay Jay"

Faisal's haggard eyes were red, like a helpless child.

At a loss.

Several refugees around looked at this side, showing the same sad eyes.

But what's absurd is that there is actually a little envy in his eyes.

Feisal can be regarded as having someone to confide in, someone who cares about him.

However, many of these refugees are already intact.

Loneliness with no one to care for is the cruelest means for war to destroy people's hearts.

"Brother, it's okay, it's okay."

Li Shaojie could tell that the thin Feisal seemed to have suffered trauma to his legs.

limping.

But also wisely didn't ask anything.

Silently brought the brothers, the refugees, into the tent that has been built so far.

Short-term resettlement can only be like this, the living conditions in the refugee camps are already very poor.

Refugees were crowded in the big tent, and the simple stove was set up casually, with straw mats, blankets, and quilts lined up on the ground.

In addition to the tent, there are mobile toilets and showers built with plastic panels.

There are distribution points of daily necessities, as well as medical points and communication points all around.

Yes, this is already humanitarian relief.

In fact, even the rescue workers on the UN side did not have much better living conditions.

It's just that the tents in the refugee camp are bigger and there are more people. The basic living facilities are actually pretty much the same.

Because what is required here is to [temporarily] satisfy people's [basic] needs.

Refugee camps are not places to live permanently.

If the flames of war intensify and aid stagnates, refugee camps will become long-term settlements, sanitation conditions will drop to the bottom in an instant, and a new humanitarian crisis will arise.

Refugees were carefully interrogated.

You even need to enter iris information to confirm your identity.

This is undoubtedly a secondary injury to those who have lost their homes.

But there is no other way.

If some lawbreakers are really allowed to mix into the refugee camps and hurt people from the international community who come to aid, things will only get worse.

Li Shaojie glanced over.

Refugees dress in different ways.

Some look quite high-end and pretty good, and they are not dirty or messy.

But no matter what the previous conditions were, now they have only one status. Refugees who lost their homes.

Statistical work is in progress.

According to the past work of some refugees, it is necessary to divide some different labor forces to share the assistance work as much as possible.

Yes, rescue is not simply a matter of one side giving and one side accepting.

God saves those who save themselves, this is not an empty phrase.

Among these refugees, those who work in construction, education, medical care, communications, etc. will regain their new jobs.

also participated in the construction.

Back in his tent, Li Shaojie's heart was very complicated.

It seems that because of tense nerves for too long, I finally met an acquaintance, and the senior brother fell asleep peacefully from exhaustion.

"Don't think too much."

Lu Qiuer glanced at Li Shaojie worriedly.

"Let's just do our own thing."

"Ok, I know."

Li Shaojie forced a smile.

I have been watching the transformation of my senior brother all the time.

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel distressed.

No one can stand this kind of thing happening to anyone.

"Here, you must also pay attention to safety."

Li Shaojie said seriously to Lu Qiuer.

"The refugee camp is no different than other places. These poor people who have lost their homes are extremely prone to crime after being shocked. No matter what they do, they must not be separated."

Lu Qiuer also nodded.

Or rather, not just two people.

The actions of this entire group will not be separated as much as possible, and there will be security guards.

In terms of safety, it is actually guaranteed.

After all, if something goes wrong with the charity ambassador, it will be a shocking scandal.

"By the way, Angie Jolie and the others are here, do you need to meet?"

Lu Qiuer asked.

"not see."

Li Shaojie shook his head.

From the information about Angie Jolie that Wu Jun told him, it is destined that this is the type that Li Shaojie dislikes the most.

There are too many subordinate agencies of the United Nations.

Li Shaojie is just one of UNESCO's Charity Ambassadors.

And many celebrities, under the name of one of the charity ambassadors of a small organization, began to boast and promote the so-called "United Nations Charity Ambassador". To the outside world, it is the same as people say that your employment unit is Peking University.

This kind of behavior, in Li Shaojie's opinion, is very stupid.

In fact, there are quite a few charity ambassadors from various UN agencies, and they are generally considering social influence. Those like Li Shaojie, who are entered purely through their works, are considered the best of the best.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for charity ambassadors to have everyone.

It's just that this name looks a little glorious and majestic, but that's all.

There are only a few who can really bear the responsibility of this title.

"I'm not here for socializing. Whether Angie Jolie is acting as a show or sincerely, I don't need to get in touch with her."

Li Shaojie shook his head.

"I just do things."

"After the children have rested, we have to get busy, and we don't have time to serve Angie Jolie."

Lu Qiuer also nodded.

I didn't feel that Li Shaojie was rude.

After all, if you came here for show, then I don't need to play with you in such a mess.

If you want to do practical things, you don't have to meet everyone at all, and you don't have to pay attention to bullshit etiquette.

This is disaster relief.

In Lu Qiuer's heart, there was no thought of "I have to let my husband lick it up step by step".

The most important thing is that the husband is happy.

Is it bad to be an ancestor?Do you have to care about this or that?

So, after staying for a while, the two began to sort out the material information, waiting to restart the education system and entertainment system in the refugee camp at any time.

It is these aspects that UNESCO needs to do.

While Li Shaojie was busy with these things, in the most upscale luxury suite of the Dar Alnoor luxury hotel in Damascus, a woman known as the sexiest woman in the world was frowning with a slight dissatisfaction on her face.

"You said that Jay lived on the rescue front?"

The man next to the woman nodded.

"Oh! Kang is busy! Do you want to do this?"

The woman rolled her eyes.

"He did it, and if I don't go, it won't look like that."

This woman is Angie Jolie, a very famous actress in the beautiful country, and also the special envoy of the United Nations Refugee Agency.

Angie Jolie is kind of annoying.

Please.

Everyone is here for the show.

Why do you still take it seriously?
Why don't you come to meet my partner just for the sake of the refugees?

Why is this oriental man so impolite?

Let's take part in a charity event, it's for character design, it's for fooling leeks.

When the weather is nice and sunny, it’s fine to wear slightly worn-out clothes, go to the refugee camp to give condolences, and pretend to be in front of the camera.

Isn't the most important purpose still to look at business cooperation and operations?
To know.

Charity is the cause that many stars are most passionate about.

There are many benefits.

To gain a good reputation and cover up the black history, you can also rely on this to cut leeks.

And when the image is positive, the officials will naturally turn a blind eye and even push you.

What's more, when the charity operates, the income is not low at all.

Why bother?

Is this person stupid?
Angie Jolie shook her head.

Thanks to Li Shaojie, I probably have to go to the refugee camp for a few days this time.

It's really annoying, on that condition, the dog can't live! !

However, Angie Jolie didn't show it on the expression.

Just cursed a few words in my heart.

However, if you think about it carefully, you can also use this opportunity to make the show a little deeper.

Soon, Angie Jolie's thoughts began to fill up.

I appeal to the majority of media reporters to pay more attention to the refugee children in XL Asia, and then share the joys and sorrows with them, and take care of them from all aspects. With such a wave of operations, my reputation can reach its peak.

After all, there are not many fools who can mix up to this level.

Even if it is a car overturn, it is too shrewd, always thinking about more interest disputes, but ignoring many problems from the public perspective.

Angie Jolie shook her head.

"Get ready, let's go tomorrow!!"

"Yes, Miss Julie."

The assistant responded.

Go out immediately and discuss tomorrow's itinerary with CAA staff.

When you are away from home, there are many aspects that need to be taken care of.

Food, maintenance, living comfort and so on.

After all, Julie's face is worth hundreds of millions, so she can't lose maintenance because of charity.

Li Shaojie has been busy all day.

A lot of things are done too.

A large number of musical instruments have been shipped to UNESCO.

In the refugee camp, it is very difficult to have entertainment.

But to relax mentally, people need entertainment.

If you have nothing to do in a lot of free time, you will naturally think of the nightmares you have experienced and the pain of losing your loved ones.

This is very detrimental to the refugees.

Using music to soothe the heart is not just a charity performance, but more often, it is necessary to let musical instruments become their entertainment.

Due to limited conditions, some of the musical instruments transported were placed in the ruined houses that were half destroyed by the bombing.

And the piano is placed above the aisle.

The ruins and rubble of the surrounding collapsed houses have been cleaned up. Although some exposed steel bars can still be seen on the high-rise buildings, this is the fastest and most complete treatment.

The resettlement of refugee camps also relies on these ruins.

After all, life must continue. After the refugee camps are settled here, more displaced people will naturally rush here.

Time passed slowly.

It's already late at night.

Li Shaojie was very tired and returned to the simple house with his wife.

After quieting down, bursts of crying could be heard not far away.

Distraught, Li Shaojie walked out after hearing the cries were true and unable to fall asleep.

Taking a casual turn, Li Shaojie met senior brother Feisal.

Faisal just got up.

After several days of exhaustion, after sleeping, I recalled some things at night and couldn't fall back asleep.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then nodded immediately, and then came to the ruins not far away.

Next to the ruins is a newly shipped piano.

A few children who were also unable to sleep were stroking the piano curiously.

"Brother, come play a song?"

Li Shaojie invited with a smile.

"Perform a show for the children?"

Perhaps, playing the piano can make the brother temporarily forget some depression.

Feisal froze for a moment, then spread his palms with a wry smile.

Li Shaojie was silent.

If no one told him, Li Shaojie would never believe that it was the pianist's hand.

"Jay, Alfalabilan is dead."

Faisal's eyes were red and swollen.

Li Shaojie squeezed his fist.

Heard the name before.

Brother was originally alone.

This name is a woman that the senior brother met when he started performing charity performances in his own country after experiencing life and death.

He also lost all his relatives.

There is a common pain between each other, and each other warms up with the seniors.

During this period of time, I have been going to various refugee areas with my senior brother.

If it wasn't for her, the senior brother might only be more haggard.

But it was not easy to return to Damascus, but unexpectedly, there was an air strike.

Originally, the two lived in peace, but when they rescued other civilians, their chests were pierced by falling steel bars.

Li Shaojie didn't know what to say.

It seems that God has poured all the suffering on his senior brother, but he still wants him to live on.

He patted his brother on the shoulder hard.

Silent.

At this time, heart-piercing cries came from the tents near the surrounding ruins.

This crying sound was so piercing that one couldn't help but think about it.

What kind of severe pain in life can make people cry and neigh like a devil.

But Li Shaojie knew.

There are millions of such tragedies in this country.

And there are countless displaced people.

Here is even just a microcosm.

"I regret that I didn't show my love to her properly. I ignored her."

Brother's tears flowed down uncontrollably.

After going through the blows and not yet out of the shadows, although Feisal and Bi Lan cuddled each other for warmth, and even knew each other's feelings, but because of the suffering in reality, they never had the mood to talk romantically.

But at this time, Feisal was very regretful and helpless.

"Don't worry, brother, she must understand."

Li Shaojie patted Feisal on the shoulder.

"She certainly doesn't want to see you torture yourself like this."

The two were silent again.

The cries around were still echoing.

The senior also squatted on the ground, shrugging his shoulders.

The children next to the piano seemed to be infected by the sad atmosphere around them, and became a little silent and numb.

Grief is contagious.

Shaking his head, Li Shaojie sat on the piano bench and suddenly asked Feisal.

"Brother, do you know Lylestable's poems?"

Feisal was taken aback.

"He said that the song of love can pass through the night to the loved one."

Li Shaojie showed a smile.

"A serenade full of beautiful love will turn into a nightingale and fly to the gate of the underworld. Even if it crosses Yin and Yang, it will still convey your heart."

Faisal froze.

Li Shaojie paused, then continued to speak.

"Brother, we are musicians."

"Speak in the manner of a musician."

"I want to give you this piece of music to play."

(End of this chapter)