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The entry lasted almost two hours, and the spectators in the audience applauded the athletes on the ground waving the flags of their respective countries and regions. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info) The athletes on the field are the focus of the world at this moment, and the next ten days belong to them, and all the cameras on the scene will also focus on the athletes wearing various national costumes or uniform uniforms.

After the entrance ceremony, the Mayor of Barcelona and Samaranch gave enthusiastic speeches, welcoming the guests and thanking the organizers for their efforts.

The lighting ceremony of the Olympic flame in '92 was very creative, even if Chen Kangjie knew it in advance, but it was still very surprising to watch it again.

The Olympic flame was lit at 11:45 a.m. on 5 June by the famous Greek NV actress Maria Prabukhi Olympia. After the torch was passed to Athens, it was transported by ship to the Spanish coastal city of Ein Prigis on the evening of the 13th. This was followed by a relay through 625 small and medium-sized towns in 17 autonomous regions across the country on the Spanish mainland, arriving in Barcelona on July 24, a total distance of 3,964 kilometers and 43 days.

The organizing committee also invited 155 delegates from more than 50 countries and regions to participate in the torch relay run, which was the first time in the history of the Olympic Games. The flame was lit at the opening ceremony by 37-year-old Ann Raybōl, a silver and bronze medallist at the 1984 and 1988 Paralympic Olympic Games.

I saw him trembling and standing up from his wheelchair, wearing a white sportswear, Lei Bō took the flame from the torch of other athletes with an arrow, took a deep breath 70 meters away from the flame tower, and then slowly lifted the rocket, and as he let go of the string full of strings in his hand, a sharp arrow with fire flew out and "shè" the flame on the 21-meter-high tower. In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong today, Lei Bōlu practiced no less than two thousand times, and for a person with a physical disability, one can imagine how hard it would have to be.

The Olympic flame burned in the night sky of Barcelona, the opening ceremony was over, the match officially started tomorrow, and in fact the football match started yesterday.

Chen Kangjie After they came out of the Méng Vic Stadium, it was already half past twelve at night, the street outside the stadium was full of people, the Spanish flag was fluttering everywhere, and the young people who had just watched the shocking opening ceremony were wandering around, and the excitement seemed to be difficult to extinguish for a while.

"This is really a carnival party, where are we going now?", standing outside the stadium, He Wanrong stretched a little lazy waist and said gracefully.

"I don't want to go back now, and I can't sleep when I go back", Tan Meiyun smiled, enjoying this night.

"Then let's go have coffee, it is estimated that there will be a lot of people in the café, just eat some supper, Xiaojie, what do you say?", Ouyang Zhenhua put forward.

Although everyone came out as friends, Ouyang Zhenhua was naturally unnatural, and he still regarded Chen Kangjie as the boss, and Chen Kangjie had to make up his mind for many things.

"I think your construction is good, let's go, let's go to the place where we drink coffee at noon", Chen Kangjie can't sleep if he goes back now, of course, for Ouyang Zhenhua's construction.

Instead of taking the subway and the city, they took the special Mén city bus to the Hilton Hotel, where they drank their coffee at noon was not far from the hotel where they were staying, on the same street.

Sure enough, there are many people who have trouble sleeping here, all over the world, and it is clear from the variety of languages and skins.

Today, Barcelona implements jiāo traffic control, there are not many sī cars on the streets, the lights everywhere are all turned on, there are many people on the sidewalks and in the middle of the road, and there are not many vacant seats in the café where Chen Kangjie and they drank coffee at noon, even if there are some sporadic vacancy, they are not concentrated.

At this time, Ouyang Zhenhua went out, he went to the store to find the boss, and gave him a thousand US dollars, and the boss immediately stepped forward to transfer the guests who were not full together, so as to make room for Chen Kangjie and them to gather together in five spare places.

Ouyang Zhenhua doesn't know Spanish, but he is very fluent in English, and the owner of the café doesn't know Chinese, but English is still okay, so they can flow normally with each other.

There are only five positions, so there are some people who can only stand. After Chen Kangjie's arrangement, in addition to the four main personnel, plus Xiong Ziqiang, the rest of the entourage passed the time around by themselves, they could chōu smoke, they could ask for a beer and drink it standing up, anyway, there would be guests leaving in a while.

In addition to ordering coffee, Chen Kangjie and the others also ordered a light meal and beer each, and many people around them were talking about the jīng color of tonight's opening ceremony, and some tourists went to the scene, and more of them watched the live broadcast on the TV.

There were three black people sitting diagonally opposite Chen Kangjie, one of them was younger, a bit like a Hollywood movie star, and the two grades next to him were a little older, from the sitting posture and temperament, a bit like a soldier, in the half-bright and half-dark light, Chen Kangjie always felt that this person had seen it somewhere.

"Those two black men, do you feel like a soldier?" Chen Kangjie asked Xiong Ziqiang, who was a soldier himself.

"Like, and judging from the table, it is the kind of soldier who has seen blood, and they hold the cup differently than everyone else, which is the habit of holding a gun all year round", Xiong Ziqiang judged after a little observation with Chen Kangjie's gaze.

"Why are you asking this?", He Wanrong took a sip of coffee.

"It's nothing, I always feel that the young one in the middle has been seen somewhere," Chen Kangjie replied casually, and then lowered his head to eat.

"Cut, the black people all look similar, of course you will think that you have seen it, don't you live on the floor of the hotel where we live", He Wanrong felt that Chen Kangjie was making a fuss and was a little allergic.

"By the way, they may be the ones who live on our floor," Ouyang Zhenhua said after glancing at his black friends.

"Not only that, but other than that, I always feel like I've seen it somewhere", Chen Kangjie raised his head slightly, his brows a little frowned.

Chen Kangjie is very confident in his memory, but how can he have this feeling, this is the second time, the first time was when he met Philkopsky, and that time he always felt that he had seen him somewhere, and later it was confirmed that he had seen him on TV, could it be that this young black friend had also seen him on TV before he was reborn? However, he was only in his twenties, how could such a young black man appear in his memory?

Chen Kangjie didn't think about it in detail, because he was attracted by the conversation of several white youths next to him.

"Actually, the Olympics are only for us white people," said a young man with blond hair in French.

"Yes, this activity originated in Europe," echoed the young man in a short-haired black vest with earrings on his other ear.

"Why are only white people participating?", a suspender T-shirt next to him, a tight-fitting short kù NV kid asked the long-haired young man first.

"It's very simple, the yellow race can only participate in some individual competitions, and the collective games are simply supporting roles, such as football, basketball, hockey, softball, and blacks, needless to say, what else can they do except run a little step like an African zebra? The rest, such as equestrian, golf, swimming, cycling, triathlon, etc., they can't do it, we white people are different, all the competitions are set by us, and each event has our white top athletes, you say, in this case, why do you want them to participate, I really don't understand how the group of pigs above can expand the Olympics so far, saying that the Olympics enhance peace, but what does their war have to do with us?" , the obviously racist young man with long hair made his high-level statement.

Ouyang Zhenhua They can't understand French, so they look like usual, but Chen Kangjie can understand French, his heart is as uncomfortable as fire, his brows are deeply locked, Chen Kangjie found that the black young man is also the same as him, the smile on his face just now is all gone, it seems that he can also understand French.

The remarks over there were obviously not finished, and someone spoke again, "Aren't we passing on our values through guò, we are a civilized society, so naturally we have to pass on our values to those barbarians through some channels."

"That's true, we have to play some supporting roles to cheer for the lead role, otherwise it's so boring," said another flat-headed white young man with a tattoo on his shoulder.

"Don't talk about that, come on, cheers, there are some sè people around, don't make trouble in the meantime", a bespectacled man stepped forward and chimed in.

"Mike, what are you afraid of, this is Barcelona, Jerry's father is the deputy chief of the local police, what else will happen? Besides, they don't understand French at all, so they don't use English and Spanish in order not to cause trouble," said the young man in the black vest with earrings indifferently.

Spain and France are neighbors, so many people can speak French, which is not surprising at all, they thought that the outsiders who came to Spain to watch the Olympics would either only know English or Spanish, but they didn't expect that Chen Kangjie, a language genius, had already learned French, and another black young man could actually understand French.

Chen Kangjie was very uncomfortable with such derogatory remarks, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he wanted to give them some face, and at the same time, he was thinking about this question, and the black young man, he was also very unconvinced.

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