"It's starting to fall!"

"It's really starting to fall! It's down fifty points all at once!"

“……”

Ryoko Yonekura's exclamation immediately attracted the attention of the entire trading hall, and everyone was stunned and looked at the bright red number that kept flashing with pale faces. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Ahh

"Ahh

"A thousand points!"

"Twenty Thousand and Fifty ......"

"Oh my God!

“……”

"Ding!"

15500！

As the closing bell rang on 9.11, almost all the eyes of everyone in the exchange were located on this number, and all of them were shocked and frozen!

In just two hours of trading, it fell by more than 5,000 points in a row!

"Ahh

"Mr. Green has had a heart attack, please call an ambulance!"

"Mr. Hughes fainted too!"

“……”

In an instant, the entire trading floor was in chaos.

"We won!"

After a long time, Zeng Zimo reacted and hugged a colleague next to him tightly, his eyes were full of tears of joy!

"I told you that the boss could not be wrong, and he did not disappoint me!" said Paul, with a glint of adoration in his eyes.

Lu Ming's eyes were firmly fixed on the number that had become a freeze-frame: 15,500, and after a long time, he jumped up suddenly, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and waved it fiercely.

Lu Ming, who sat down again, had tears flashing in his eyes, trying hard to control his emotions, but in the end, he couldn't control his tears anymore, standing at the window of the VIP room, looking at the bustling traffic on Wall Street outside, Lu Ming opened his upper arms and shouted loudly at the sky outside, "Lao Tzu won, did you see it?"

…………

"At 11:45 a.m. EST, American Airlines Flight 175 was hijacked by a group of terrorists of unknown origin and crashed into the South Tower of the World Trade Center. Five minutes later, the World Trade Center in Manhattan, New York, which symbolizes the spirit of American wealth, collapsed with the exclamation of the whole world, and five minutes later, the Pentagon was also crashed, and the myth of American security was shattered in an instant. President George W. Bush will make a televised speech 10 minutes later to announce this terrible news to the entire American public. ABC reporter Jenny will broadcast to you live. ”

The subsequent television footage was constantly broadcast:

Above the twin towers of the World Trade Center, thick smoke and flames are rising into the sky, and the north tower of the World Trade Center has tilted sharply and is crumbling. Kilometers around the building were littered with debris.

11.57 mins: Another plane crashes into the South Tower of the World Trade Center at high speed from the opposite direction, and a huge explosion occurs in the building. The crowd inside the building fled one after another, and many people in the upper floors were afraid that they would not have time to go downstairs, so they pushed open the windows and jumped out, falling downstairs to their deaths.

12.07 min: While the World Trade Center was evacuating crowds, the South Tower exploded violently, collapsing rapidly from top to bottom, and smoke and dust enveloped the entire block. Soon, the North Tower also collapsed, and the whole of New York was covered in smoke and dust, and in the panic of the people, the World Trade Center disappeared in an instant. In the end, only a third of one of the buildings remained. Countless people were immediately buried under the rubble, and the whole of Manhattan seemed to be destroyed, and the streets were filled with people covered with blood and dust.

…………

Sitting in the VIP room of the exchange, listening to the live report being broadcast on the radio in the hall, Lu Ming slowly closed his eyes, and two crystal tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.............

At this moment, there was no longer a trace of surprise in his heart......................

Lu Ming sat in front of the piano, Fang Cai's violin played <> sublimating the entire lobby of the top hotel in Los Angeles to an ethereal realm, the mournful music moved many old people to tears, for them who are approaching death step by step, they can better understand the human yearning for the hall, and the loss of heaven is actually a metaphor for the regret of finally giving up the dream after resisting reality.

Will he still play the popular <> Grace to end this perfect personal musical feast? <> first played three years ago when Vivaldi improvised at the International Masters Cup, during which the whole world was moved by melancholy and longing, and Vivaldi was hailed as the world's greatest violin master.

The world is impermanent, and there are six reincarnations;

If love can have an afterlife, even if it can transcend the world, it will fall into samsara.

A song <> slender fingertips, an indescribable state of mind, an intoxicating and obsessive love affair, a power that was enough to prove that the vows were not false...... All contained in the handsome and somewhat strange young man's jade fingertips on that stage.

Lu Ming contemplated with his eyes, his heart was filled with warm warmth, at that moment, the sword and sword shadows in the American stock market in the past few days had an ethereal and illusory feeling.

This song is still played for myself!

A young Asian man with dyed blonde hair in the corner sat elegantly with his chest crossed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Soon you will lose your elegant mentality, Chen San, don't blame us Yamaguchi-gumi for being troublesome, who made you offend the American Mafia, the most evil gang in the world." In order for the Yamaguchi-gumi to develop smoothly in the United States, the only way to do this is to take you as a sacrifice for the holiness of the Yamato nation. ”

"Tsuyoo Yamamoto, Shinji Komura, act tonight, when the time comes, someone will deal with the members of Chen San's gang, that Lu Qiang will be dealt with by you, you don't have to hurt Ryoko Yonekura, she is the hero of our Yamato nation, and hunting Chen San is our goal! As for that Chen San, I will do it myself." ”

Under the stage, the blonde youth said gloomily, and the two blurred figures around him flashed away.

Ye Ziming held his cheeks and said lightly, "This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world, and the descendants of this peak of classical music may be insurmountable." I really don't know if it's a blessing or a sadness. However, Ah Ming, you have no regrets in this life, I don't know how many girls will be enchanted by you in the future?

When Lu Mingxie, who was dressed in a milky white top suit, smiled and nodded elegantly, the audience suddenly woke up and immediately applauded.

Ye Ziming, a genius who is known as the fourth generation of the Ye family, received a banquet, and Ye Lingfeng, the head of the Ye family in the United States, personally sent out invitations, not only the relatives of the Ye family, members of the Chinese Embassy, and even dignitaries from the United States attended. (To be continued.) )