At the scene of the torch relay ceremony in San Francisco, after the CCTV reporter car arrived at the second half of Fifth Avenue, reporters from ABC and CBS TV stations also arrived. 【Reading.com】?.

But they were also very surprised when they saw the huge Chinese contingent here, and the Chinese phalanx shouted loudly, hoping that the American reporters would be able to film themselves, but the three major American television stations all pointed their cameras on the other side, aiming at the protesters who were rushing to this side.

They did not have the slightest interest in photographing the phalanx of the Chinese......

In Europe and across the United States, there is still not a single camera on the screens that broadcast the Olympic torch relay ceremony live, and the five-star red flag is still not visible.

The Chinese phalanx at the scene were united, everyone held a five-star red flag, and under the leadership of Gu Xiaofan, they shouted: "China! Come on! "China! Come on! "Cheer yourself up.

At this time, the group of protesters who had returned from the first half of Fifth Avenue was triumphantly rushing towards this side.

In the first half of the torch ceremony, both sides of the road were completely occupied by them, and the few Chinese who were squeezed far behind the crowd were also taken for granted that the second half of the journey would be so smooth.

But when they came slowly, they realized that something was wrong.

They first heard a thunderous roar from afar: "China! Come on! Immediately after turning the street, in a cloud of dust and haze, I saw 9,000 bright red five-star red flags waving in the wind, and then under the five-star red flags, 9,000 angry and tenacious yellow faces gradually appeared, and under the yellow faces, 9,000 pairs of arms were tightly clasped together......

At this moment, seeing the scene in front of them, the team of 60,000 people paused slightly, and everyone's mouth opened slightly, completely shocked by the scene in front of them.

Yes Chinese...... It's a phalanx of the Chinese, how come they still have so many people!? Where did they come from?

After only a brief hesitation, under the orders of the organizers, the slightly flustered phalanx of protesters quickly restored order, and they found that the Chinese phalanx, although impressive, was far inferior to them.

As the torchbearer Lang Ping ran from afar, the phalanx of 60,000 protesters also crowded violently.

Lang Ping, the torchbearer, who had been very depressed, suddenly showed an excited smile on his face when he saw the five-star red flags on both sides of the street like an ocean, and waved his hands vigorously, and the Chinese people on both sides of the team burst into a burst of earth-shattering cheers.

The CCTV director personally held the camera, filming this exciting picture, and the signal was transmitted back to China.

Barrage Network, and the comments in the live broadcast room of Sina Network instantly swiped the screen.

"Awesome~! The Chinese are rising! ”

"Sure enough, it's almost Gu Xiaofan, and the Chinese are up, Gu Xiaofan said, when he ran, he could only see the red star and red flag next to him, he really didn't brag~"

"I look at the danger, did CCTV cut the picture to show us, I didn't think there were so many people just now?"

The Chinese audience in front of the camera only saw Lang Ping smiling and running slowly with the torch, the five-star red flag fluttering next to him, and the Chinese people cheering enthusiastically and shouting, full of excitement, but they didn't know that outside the camera, the huge team of 60,000 protesters was squeezing towards the torch road like dumplings.

Chu Fei led the team of international students at the front, struggling to block the outside, resisting the crowd of people, the green tendons on his forehead bulged high, and shouted: "Resist it!" Be sure to resist! ”

The heroic Chinese students, with all their might, roared and pushed the crowd out, but they were still a little outnumbered, and the Chinese phalanx had begun to be squeezed and deformed.

The organizers of the protesters, also frantically shouting: "Rush! A few more times and they'll collapse! "They can't stand it! Go on! ”

At this time, it was Liu Shishi's turn to run away, and after taking the torch from Lang Ping's hand, she tried her best to smile at the camera, and also watched the protesters outside the camera squeezing frantically to this side, but she was afraid in her heart, and she was very worried that the other party would break through here and surround her halfway through the run......

The San Francisco policemen around the torchbearers were all pale, their hands were tightly clasped on their holsters, and they cursed their mothers in their hearts, they didn't understand, wasn't it just a torch These Chinese are so desperate!?

Next to the live broadcast car, Chen Jianfei, the director in charge of the live broadcast, was already soaked in cold sweat, no, he was ready to cut off the live broadcast signal at any time, and the Chinese phalanx couldn't support it.

Gu Xiaofan was waiting in the center of the street to welcome Liu Shishi's upcoming torch, and a sense of helplessness swelled in his heart as he watched the Chinese team being squeezed backwards.

He has done everything he can, after all, he is only one person, only one pair of hands and one pair of feet, and it is impossible to stop the strength of the other party's 60,000 people.

At this time, Gu Xiaofan saw a lot of pairs of eyes looking back at him as if asking for help, and the old Chinese people around him were looking forward to what he could do?

Why would they believe me? What else can I do now? Gu Xiaofan was in a trance.

Perhaps the only thing that can be done now is to stimulate the strength of all the Chinese people present, but how?

Some of the Chinese here speak Hokkien, some speak only Cantonese, and they come from all over the world, so what can he do to inspire everyone here?

What are the Chinese? Why are we Chinese? Gu Xiaofan asked himself in his heart...... Suddenly I got the answer.

We are Chinese! It's not because we have the same skin color, it's not because we live in the same area, but because we have a common culture, the same national memory, the same suffering, and the same glory~

Our blood flows with the ups and downs of the Chinese nation over the past 5,000 years, glory, pain, sorrow, and pride!

These are forever engraved in our souls!

Gu Xiaofan suddenly rushed to the side of the live broadcast car and shouted to the on-site director Chen Jianfei: "Director Chen, give me the microphone and help me turn on the speaker." ”

Chen Jianfei's face was full of nervousness, and he hurriedly shook his head: "No, Director Gu, you can't incite these Chinese, in case there is an excessive action, you and I can't afford to pay this responsibility." ”

"Director Chen." Gu Xiaofan's eyes were calm and hot, and he lowered his voice and said:

"I promise you, I will not incite anyone to act excessively, I will not let the Olympics become a venue for declaration violence, I am not a politician, I am a performer, please believe me."

Chen Jianfei looked at Gu Xiaofan's eyes, then looked at the Chinese phalanx that could not be supported, hesitated for a moment, and finally handed the microphone to Gu Xiaofan.

Gu Xiaofan climbed directly into the live broadcast car, closed his eyes with the microphone and took a deep breath.

As a star, I have only one greatest value - to spread the most glorious culture of my nation.

When he opened his eyes again, looking at the surging crowd below, and seeing that the ocean of five-star red flags was about to collapse, suddenly a melody sounded in his mind, Gu Xiaofan turned on the system and sang affectionately into the microphone:

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind, and the victory song is so loud; Singing our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength~~"