"If you want to forgive, please apologize first", these eight words, like a sound of Zhengzheng, reached the ears of all Chinese people through the radio waves.

Brush!

In an instant, the blood of all the Chinese people boiled.

A centenarian in a wheelchair, listening to Wang Yong's words, silently shed a line of tears. As a witness of that era, he knew better than anyone the cruelty of that war of aggression, and he knew better than anyone what the invaders did;

A middle-aged man who had just published a post on the Internet, reprimanding the Chinese people for their brainless boycott and not knowing how to treat the hatred of the year rationally, quietly deleted the post he had just made. Yes, if you want to forgive, please apologize first. The other party didn't even apologize, so why pretend to forgive?

A teenager who was originally influenced by Oriental anime and admired Oriental culture was stunned for a long time. Then he resolutely picked up his mobile phone and booked a train ticket to Jinling. He wanted to see the past of that tragedy with his own eyes, he didn't know how it would change him, but he knew it was at least better than immersing himself in an unreal anime.

The Chinese tourists at the Shibazakura Festival had tears in their eyes one by one, and they clenched their fists silently.

People watching the fire from across the strait will only impose a moral stick on the heads of the Chinese people, saying that the Chinese people cannot let go of their hatred because they want to provoke a war of revenge. Only the Chinese themselves know that the reason why this peace-loving farming nation, which has been a peace-loving farming nation since ancient times, has been unable to let go of their hatred for a long time is simply because the other party has not even apologized.

Since there is no apology, why should the Chinese people forgive?

Why?!

A fierce emotion rolled in the chests of the Chinese tourists at the scene, burning them and about to explode, wanting to roar out in desperation.

However, before the Chinese tourists could open their mouths, they suddenly heard a shout from the media area: "Well said! No apology, no forgiveness! Those who try to put moral shackles on the heads of the suffering people are hypocritical and despicable! They have the ability to take out your country and let the East invade it once!"

This sentence is said in English, but with a strong tone, not like a pure English reporter.

Everyone looked over, and sure enough, it was not a Westerner who spoke, but a guy with an Eastern face.

"Hmph, the Chinese people boast about themselves, who are they going to show the acting?" the Oriental snorted disdainfully.

The voice was not loud, but it also reached the ears of the reporter with the face of the East.

The reporter smiled and suddenly held up the press card hanging around his neck: "I am not from Huaxia, I am from South Korea! In this incident, South Korea stands with Huaxia!"

"South Korea stands with Huaxia!"

"South Korea stands with Huaxia!"

Voices sounded one after another in the crowd at the scene, but it was the South Korean tourists who came to visit who stood up one after another and stood next to the Chinese tourists.

"What?" the people of the East were dumbfounded.

But that's just the beginning.

"The Philippines stands with China!"

"Malay stands with Huaxia!"

"Singapore stands with China!"

……

One after another, tourists from countries that had been invaded by the Orient came forward.

Although the number of people still did not reach the people of the East, a strong and determined momentum condensed, firmly controlling the aura of the entire Shibazakura Festival venue.

Wang Yong looked at the determined-eyed tourists in the audience, and there were faint tears in his eyes.

He muttered a few times, "Thank you, thank you......"

Then he turned his head to the CNN reporter and said, "What about you? If I'm not mistaken, the Battle of Pearl Harbor alone killed more than 2,400 Americans, 188 planes were destroyed, and 155 were destroyed, so much so that Roosevelt called it 'a shameless day.'" Have the magnanimous American people forgiven those executioners?"

The CNN reporter's mouth was half open, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

In fact, he really wanted to tell Wang Yong that the United States, as a big country, will not always hate a country. But for some reason, the figures of those who died tragically in the artillery fire and the sea appeared in front of him, and thousands of lives struggled and shouted in the waves, and then sank and disappeared. This made his mood suddenly heavy and depressed.

More than 2,000 people have died in the United States, and that's how he feels. And how many people died in China during this period? More than 30 million! Of these, nearly 18 million were innocent civilians!

That's enough to make all hard-hearted people shudder.

yes, there's no reason to forgive.

"I ...... I'm sorry. The CNN reporter bowed solemnly to Wang Yong and walked down the altar gently.

The CNN reporter's apology to Wang Yong was completely unexpected by the Oriental people.

Originally, they thought that CNN would definitely be on their side, how could they apologize to Wang Yong?

The people of the East couldn't figure it out.

Chiba Zhenxi, who originally questioned Wang Yong with righteous words, also froze in place with a stiff face.

He never expected the situation to turn out like this.

"What should I do?" an Oriental official anxiously stepped forward and quietly asked Chiba Mako.

Chiba Maki groaned slightly, and said to the official, "I'll solve it." ”

Then I saw Chiba Maki raise his hand and signal everyone to be quiet.

In the next second, he changed to a slightly sad tone and said slowly: "Anti-war is always the constant theme of human beings, and it is also the point that I have always adhered to for many years. I would like to use this Shibazakura Festival to pray for all human beings who have died in war, and for the future when there will never be more wars and that all human beings can live together peacefully. The festival begins!"

An imperceptible trace of anger flashed on Wang Yong's face.

Chiba Zhenxi is really too old, he is like a Tai Chi master who has practiced for a hundred years, and he can easily dissolve the weight imposed on him.

Wang Yong's hard-won advantage was half dissolved by Chiba Mako's words.

It was originally a response to the refusal of the Oriental government to apologize, but in the mouth of Chiba Makoshi, it became an anti-war sacrifice for all mankind.

In this way, the object of condemnation has shifted from the concrete Orient to the illusory initiator of war around the world.

From ancient times to modern times, how many wars have been fought and how many human beings have died? It is impossible to count.

Naturally, there was no way to condemn it, but to hold up anti-war slogans and express determination.

"Old fox!" the Chinese tourist scolded angrily.

"Cunning Oriental dwarf!" the South Korean tourist also scolded.

"Master Chiba is really worthy of the Oriental National Treasure Master! With him, the Oriental National Fortune is worry-free!"

Bang!

At this moment, a loud bang was suddenly heard.

Everyone was startled and subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Then I saw a huge cherry blossom fireworks blooming on the top of Mt. Seikbaku.

The envelopment of this firework is huge and lasts for a long time. Bursting in the air five times in a row, the petals of five different colors bloom one after another, overlapping and overlapping to form a complex and beautiful cherry blossom.

"It's beautiful!"

"It's spectacular!"

"Scared me, I almost thought that Mt. Sacred Sakura had erupted!"

Mt. Sakura is an active volcano that has only been dormant for nearly 300 years. It has erupted more than a dozen times in the past, and each outbreak has caused great economic losses. According to expert estimates, if Mt. Sakura erupts again in modern times, it will cause losses of at least 2.5 trillion yen.

No one can afford to do so.

So as soon as the guy who said that the Holy Sakura Mountain broke out, it attracted the eyes of many Oriental people.

This is not the right time to say such unlucky words.

The fireworks at the top of the mountain lasted for more than a minute before slowly dissipating into the air.

"It's beautiful. It's a pity that there was only one time, and the photos didn't have time to be taken. Some tourists sighed regretfully.

Before the tourist's words fell, he suddenly saw a firework rise into the air and bloom in the air.

It's still a cherry blossom, but it's much smaller than the one on the top of the mountain.

"And! Snapshot!" the tourists picked up their phones to take pictures.

Before I could press the shutter, I saw another bang, and the third cherry blossom fireworks also rose into the sky.

Immediately after the fourth, fifth, and sixth......

Cherry blossom fireworks burst into the air one after another, connecting in a straight line, from the top of the mountain to the base of the mountain.

The timing of the fireworks is also very accurate, the first one has just disappeared, and the second one has just bloomed.

It's like a cherry blossom crossing the void and coming through the air.

When the last cherry blossom rises, the coordinates come exactly above the altar.

As the cherry blossom dissipated, the altar standing at the foot of the mountain burst into flames, blooming into countless tiny shibazakura.

The ignition of the altar designed by Chiba Masashi was done like this!

"Damn, this idea is interesting! This Shibazakura Festival is much more atmospheric than in previous years!"

"The Toyo people do have a special talent for delicate creativity, and the display of this cherry blossom fireworks has a breathtaking beauty. ”

"Look, it's even more shocking!"

With the shouting, people immediately noticed that the sea of shiba cherry blossoms that spread all over the mountains suddenly burst into flames.

The flames were raging, centered on the altar, and quickly spread from the base of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, covering all the sea of Shiba cherry blossoms.

From a distance, it is like the Holy Sakura Mountain is shrouded in the aurora and fire, which is beautiful and beautiful.

The tourists who saw this scene all opened their mouths wide and couldn't close their mouths.

Naturally, they could see that this was not a real sea of fire, but a rendering created by the use of high-tech LED lighting.

But the moment the fire was ablaze, they almost believed it to be true.

That kind of strong shock in the bottom of their hearts lingered in their hearts for a long time, so that many people held up the camera and forgot to press the shutter.

Chiba Maki stood on the stage and took in everyone's expressions.

He smiled smugly, it seemed that the design was very successful. Not only did it make everyone forget the unhappiness just now, but it also succeeded in winning the hearts of many foreign tourists.

But Chiba Zhenxi didn't feel proud for long, and he heard Wang Yong laugh suddenly, and said: "I really think it's a fresh idea, it turns out that it's just plagiarism!"