Chapter 30: The Blue House
In the next few days, Xu Canhao retreated at home and meditated hard in order to make a difference. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Infohot's song is okay to say, but this myth and ses, he had too little contact with in his previous life, and he didn't have any goods to plagiarize. Later, when he was performing with the dance team in high school, he chose a mythical dance song called "Perfectman", which was the first time he heard a mythological song. Then, it was his favorite Energy cover of "Hey, Eon", which made him deeply impressed. So, he composed these two tunes, but he couldn't remember the words, so he didn't bother to fill them in, so he just thought about throwing them to Yu Yongzhen. What made him scratch his head the most was SES's song, and he flipped through the private diary irritably, trying to find something suitable in it, but he couldn't find a song suitable for the three of them.
"Ahssi! ses,ses… Bada, you guys give me a real headache! Xu Canhao sat cross-legged on the chair, tilted his head back, and moaned weakly. Well, s... Yes! Xu Canhao had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he raised his head suddenly, not wanting to pull any meridians, and he cried for a while. ses, she!ah, yes, so smart! Xu Canhao jumped up from the chair excitedly, singing while jumping: "You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth..." After turning around, he put on an "S" pose with his head and buttocks and looked at the mirror and was stunned. Xiao Zhuxian didn't know when to open the door and stand at the door, holding the camera to take a picture of him, and when he left, he didn't forget to take the door, shook his head and sighed. Xu Canhao's face was full of embarrassment with black lines, and he sat down on the chair for a long time before chasing out.
On March 6, 99, Xu Canhao packed up and prepared to go back to the United States, and before leaving, he gave the five songs he had written to Xu's father and asked him to transfer them to the company (hot's "For You", because there is a blue shot of life and death, so the image is profound. In addition, it is "Christmas Song", which he also likes very much). As soon as the family walked into the airport hall, they were surrounded by a group of reporters who had been waiting for a long time, shouting and holding the microphone to Xu Canhao. Xu Chanhao and Xu's father tried to open their arms to protect Xu's mother and Xiao Zhuxian, he was annoyed and strange at the same time, where did these people know the news that they were leaving. Centered on the family, this circle is getting thicker and thicker, and there are many passengers and soy sauce people who also stop to watch, but fortunately, the airport security comes relatively quickly, and slowly evacuates the crowd so that no accidents happen. But he still can't pull away the crazy reporter who is three layers inside and three layers outside, Xu Canhao is already sweating on his forehead, this is not the strength that a fourteen-year-old child's body can continue to withstand, and he is now beginning to look forward to having a team of economic people.
At this time, seven or eight men and women in black suits and headsets walked in outside the airport hall, walking briskly in the direction of this group of reporters. Four of them quickly and violently parted the crowd, and some of the reporters were led to stand unsteadily, wanting to scold, they were the only ones who were arrogant, who dared to treat them like this, living Yamas who wrote about the dead. Impulsively ran up and grabbed the clothes of the visitor, but immediately his face changed, like a mouse seeing a cat, and retreated in fear. The group of reporters was quickly separated, revealing the four members of the Xu family, and Xu's mother protected Xiao Zhuxian in front of her with a pale face. Four men in suits create a passage for a man and a woman, protecting several people in the middle. When Father Xu saw the Wuyun Pavilion and the hibiscus badge pinned to the collar of the visitor, he immediately stood up and saluted and shouted loudly: "Loyalty~sincerity!" The Republic of Korea will win! The man in black also returned a military salute to Father Xu, and the uniformed woman holding the folder next to him bowed slightly, "Captain Xu, hello." As he spoke, he nodded and smiled at Mother Xu and Xu Canhao.
"This is our ID, please check." The two men and women in black each took out a document from their jackets and handed it to several people. Xu Canhao leaned forward and looked, "Head of the Blue House Security Office, Jiang Taiming." It is subordinate to the President of the Republic of Korea, Kim Dae-jung, and the Fifth National Defense Department. The second Olympics, what a big name! Cheong Wa Dae Secretariat's General Office, Choi Shan-min (min). What is this for? Xu Canhao was a little confused, "Are you looking for your father?" ’
The female secretary took the folder in her hand, first handed it to Xu's father, and after Xu's father opened it, she saluted Xu Canhao and said, "Please come with Mr. Xu to the Blue House, President Kim is waiting for you." Xu Canhao saw her bowing, and hurriedly bowed his waist in return, and when he heard her words, he was stunned for a while. Father Xu leaned over and whispered, "It's a medal, don't worry, we'll accompany you." After speaking, he put the document in Xu Canhao's hand and let him read it for himself. Xu Canhao hastily flipped through it, it was indeed President Kim Dae-jung who wanted to award him a medal, but Xu Canhao has always firmly believed in the concept of "human nature is evil", and he can't help but maliciously guess what kind of means the Democratic Party wants to adopt to win over the people in this year's fiercely competitive general election. He had seen the demonstrations and clashes last year, and his ears were calloused when he heard the generous statements on TV every day, but Xu's father insisted on watching them, and Xu Canhao sometimes missed the news broadcasts, at least it didn't make him feel like religious propaganda. Because of the financial tsunami, South Korea's development has been struggling in the past two years, the unemployment rate has surged, the people are living in embarrassment, a large number of industries have closed down and gone bankrupt, and the government is eager to find a good medicine to save the national economy. 'At this time, do you want to use me to give the people a shot in the arm, or simply win public opinion and divert attention...' Xu Canhao thought messily as he looked at the documents.
"Are you sure?" Secretary Cui asked cautiously, seeing Xu Canhao looking at it so seriously, he was not too embarrassed to bother.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Xu Canhao returned the folder to her with both hands. After Xu's father and Xu's mother said a few words, they picked up Xiao Zhuxian, took Xu's mother's hand and walked to Xu Canhao's side, and said with a smile: "Let's go, it's not polite to make people wait for a long time." The family was led by Blue House security personnel into a Hyundai sedan parked outside, and the group of four vehicles drove smoothly out of the reserved passage of the airport.
"It's from the Blue House, right?" The reporters who ran out were discussing, constantly speculating about what the Blue House and his party were going to do with the Xu family.
"Of course, didn't you see the logo on their collar and cuffs?! Come on, come on, look, I just secretly filmed. When the leading man took his ID, I saw that it seemed to be the head of the Blue House. A bespectacled reporter beckoned his colleagues to show them the evidence in his hand.
"Ah, really! Will... Could it be that the president is going to meet Felix in person? After the man finished speaking, all the reporters around him ran away, leaving him scratching his head inexplicably.
"Ah, what are you doing standing stupidly, don't go back to write a report, or go to the Blue House!" The interviewer was sitting in the car and shouted anxiously at him.
Xu Canhao sat in the car and looked out the window at the street scene. Just be yourself, don't say the wrong thing impulsively, you must stand firm and not get involved in politics! Xu Canhao hinted to himself over and over again in his heart, hoping that he would not make a mistake and say something with obvious political leanings. The family sat silently in the car, Father Xu sat in the co-pilot, Xiao Zhuxian sat in the back seat, looked at his mother for a while, and looked at Chanhao for a while, not knowing what they were thinking.
The car drove past Gyeongbokgung Palace, turned into a tree-lined avenue on the ramp opposite the Shenmu Gate, and passed several checkpoints along the way. Turning to the right again, after rounding a small hill, a wide square appeared in front of them, leaving only Xu Canhao's car and the car at the head to continue walking inside. A row of roadblocks appeared in front of them, and some soldiers ran over to check the two vehicles and signaled for clearance. At this time, you can already see a few lonely ancient buildings in the distance, the vast lawn, full of low green plants, it is difficult to see people outside these buildings, except for some security personnel patrolling and standing guard. The car drove to the ground floor of a modern building, turned a corner, and a heavy metal door appeared in front of it, and after a gendarme came out to check the documents, the gate opened, and the car slowly drove in.
It turned out to be a huge parking lot, and all kinds of black modern cars and off-road vehicles were parked inside, and the one with the national flag was probably the president's car. Since entering the park, what Xu Canhao has seen the most is not security, but plants and dense monitoring probes. After Director Jiang Taiming asked the Xu family to get off the car, Secretary Cui led everyone to the ground by elevator. led them through many building corridors, and the passing staff walked their own way without squinting, and the solemn atmosphere was solemn, so that the Xu family walked silently all the way, just making eye contact from time to time. Passing through an ancient side hall, my vision and mood instantly became clear. Looking at the lonely blue tile and white wall not far away, I thought that it was the legendary Blue House. "It's really a green tile, but it's far worse than a Chinese palace." Xu Canhao muttered quietly.
I walked in a long arc along the white gravel pavement, and walked for nearly a quarter of an hour to the presidential palace. It's like the White House, it's a one-of-a-kind house. With such a large lawn in front of you, the view is quite wide, so you should be afraid that someone will sneak in. Xu Canhao thought to himself as he thought to himself about the pattern of the Blue House. At this time, a man in a suit wearing black-rimmed glasses and looking quite elegant came from the door. Secretary Cui also stepped forward and bowed to the man, and the man said something, fortunately, Secretary Cui walked away, and bowed to the Xu family before leaving.
"Hehe, hello, I'm Secretary General Park Sang-won, let me lead the way for everyone. Please this way! Secretary-General Park smiled and turned to the side and said to the Xu family.
After Xu Chanhao and the others returned the salute to Park Sang-won, they followed him into the side hall. The inside of the Blue House is not blindly classical, but there are also a lot of modern things, and it took a few fingerprint gates to come to the real presidential palace. Park Sang-won asked the Xu family to wait for a while, knocked on the door, and only after getting a response did he lead everyone into the elegantly decorated living room. On the wall facing the door hung a full-body photo of the current President Kim Dae-jung waving in greeting, and Kim Dae-jung stood up from the sofa at this time and greeted everyone with a smile, and a middle-aged man next to him also greeted him. The Xu family stood in a row, Xu's father took the lead, and Xu Canhao stood at the end, as if waiting for review.
"Loyalty!" Xu's father gave a military salute to President Jin on the spot.
"Hehe, although Captain Xu has retired, he still maintains his military demeanor, not bad." Jin Dazhong stepped forward to hold Xu's father's hand, patted his arm again, and said with a smile. Walking up to Mother Xu, he saw that Mother Xu always kept a smile that was not faint, and bowed to him with her hands folded on her abdomen. "Hehe, Mrs. Xu is also quite elegant, worthy of being the daughter of the Luo family from a scholarly family." Mother Xu also shook hands with the president and responded with a sentence You have won the award. Kim Dae-jung came to Xiao Zhuxian, touched her head and kept praising her for being cute and well-behaved, which made Xiao Zhuxian look at Xu's mother from time to time as if asking for help.
Finally standing in front of Xu Canhao, Xu Canhao saluted him. Kim Dae-jung kept saying that he had won glory for the country and was the pride of the Republic of Korea, and he put his hands on his arms and looked this amazing young man up and down. And introduced Chan Ho to the one next to him, Minister of Culture of the Republic of Korea, Baek Chung-sang. The two shook hands and said a few flattering words to each other without mentioning them.
Xu Canhao thought that there would be a lengthy video conversation, but he didn't expect President Kim Dae to directly award him with the Youth Outstanding Contribution Medal and a Certificate of Honor, as well as the Golden Crown Cultural Medal and the Silver Crown National Medal. After the two shook hands and took a group photo, Kim Dae-jung encouraged Xu Canhao, sent off the guests, and said goodbye. Xu Canhao, who had been preparing for a long time, was depressed for a long time, and he couldn't wait to run back and ask Kim Dae-jung for the plane ticket money. The Minister Bai sent the Xu family all the way to the underground parking lot and gave Xu Canhao a business card, hoping to have the opportunity to cooperate with him and contribute more to the country. Xu Canhao didn't know the scope of his efforts, and he didn't know what needed to be done to make him rise to the national level, but he still told him his mobile phone number. The head of the Jiang family personally drove the Xu family home, and on the way handed everyone a document of confidentiality agreement, which needed to be signed by each of them, even Xiao Zhuxian.
After arriving home, Mother Xu immediately took out the medal and certificate and studied it carefully. "Husband, this is the history of your Xu family!" Mother Xu ran her fingers through the ribbon, picked it up and dangled it in front of her eyes.
"Ha, I have a lot of medals!" Father Xu poured a glass of water and said disdainfully.
"Huh~bronze." Xu Mu pursed her small mouth and replied with disdain.
"Poof! Ahh Xu Canhao smiled and shook his head, pulled Xiaoxian to go, and fed Binny.
Seo Chan-ho, who sat on the plane the next day to sign autographs for the flight attendants, did not know that he had once again become a headliner in South Korea's newspapers. Chosun Ilbo gave the most detailed report of his award, with a huge photo shaking hands with the president on the front page, and then detailing Seo Chan-ho's information, from which he learned to become a Grammy. made him the national representative of South Korean star for a while, and at this time he is no longer a simple artist star, but an international representative of Korean artists and a national icon. For a while, it attracted the attention of the vast majority of the people, and even the news of major TV stations continued to report Xu Canhao's various news, and at this time, he was portrayed by the media as a hero who led the country forward and got out of the predicament. I have to say that Korea, a strange people with a small area but full of cohesion, has an almost paranoid pursuit of MadeinKorea on the international stage. This social phenomenon directly led to the unfortunate scenery of Xu Canhao's alma mater, with groups of reporters and TV stations coming to interview and report every day. Even with the S.M company, the exposure rate has surged, and the Xu family has become a veritable "superstar home".