New Orleans, even if the storm is still far away from them, feels the same at this moment.

A black resident of the Bahamas couldn't help but cover his mouth and sobbed softly. The young Americans around him were only shocked by the power of nature, but they were not too moved.

In fact, the Bahamas is a country, not a territory of the United States, and it is so close to the United States that it is as if it were the territory of the United States. At the end of the day, it's "foreigners are affected." ”

The U.S. just helped with containment. What they are really worried about is the city of Hemstand, which has already been affected, and the frontline of Louisiana, which is about to face the impact of the typhoon! The number of American cities is definitely not comparable to that of the Bahamas, and once it actually lands in a large state, it will be an unprecedented nightmare!

At this moment, there are no borders, and most of the black inhabitants of the Bahamas, as well as the inhabitants of Hemstand, have become a mess. Silent cries spread like a plague among the crowd, infecting each other. Everyone burst into tears because of the brutal scene just now, the destroyed homeland.

Storms, torrential rains, like Andrew, the devil has come to New Orleans. Soon, someone cried bitterly, however, under the heavy rain, in the figure of the rescue team, charity organizations, and volunteers who came and went, his voice was so small and unobtrusive.

People are not destroyed, but the destruction of their homeland, the destruction of their homeland. This devastated them even more mentally.

The property was not damaged much, and they might even make a small fortune from it, but no one was thinking about it at the moment.

"Mom...... That's my school ......" A black kid, about 10 years old, put his arm around his mother's neck and asked, "Mom...... Can I still go back to study? ”

"Yes...... The black mother was also full ......of tears, but she did not cry, but she was strong enough to let the tears remain in her eyes and flow to her heart, forcing her face to smile, like a delicate bud in the rain: "Wait a few days, we can go back......"

"Grandma...... Why are you crying......" At the entrance of the community, a female classmate helped a white elderly woman hold an umbrella, but the elderly woman covered her mouth and couldn't cry.

"My Bobby......" The old man tried not to make too loud noise, but he couldn't help it more and more: "Bobby who has been with me for five years...... I didn't find it in the end......"

New Orleans, in the central square of New Orleans, a white middle-aged man gently patted the back of the middle-aged woman next to him, his face was covered with water marks, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, he was choking, but he softly persuaded his wife on the side: "Don't worry...... It's good if people are okay...... We will be able to go back soon......"

"Well, that's the house my grandmother left me......" The woman cried even more sadly, leaning her head on the man, and wailing like a rain butterfly flickering on a rainy night: "I grew up there...... Our son Johnson also grew up there, how...... How can it be ...... like this?"

How can it just be gone......

How can you just come and come?

Countless words, indescribable, in the central square, there are eight large TV screens, the sound of landslides and tsunamis destroying houses, and the scene of tens of thousands of houses being shattered in the hands of demons, piercing their hearts like a sword. And at this moment, I don't know when. An umbrella was held above their heads.

White candles were placed in their hands. Pedestrians looked up and looked at everything in amazement, completely unaware of how these men and women in black clothes, with panda badges pinned to them, and the names of Qin Dynasty written on them, came to be.

"Don't worry, there's always hope." An Asian woman, in a gentle voice, shoved a handful of candy into the hands of a tear-stained girl, and smiled, "It's going to pass soon, isn't it?" ”

An umbrella, a candle, a candy, although light, but at the moment it is heavy. It's cold, but it's as hot as the sun.

"You are...... What company? "Anyone can see that these are people from a company, organized. Finally, someone couldn't help but ask.

"Qin Dynasty." Someone asked, and someone answered. This scene spread silently near the central square, and Zhong Han next to the square was stunned.

"Zhong Dong......" Su Heiye was also stunned, and when he reacted, he immediately said: "Amazing!" This trick is really powerful! In the midst of strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away. Tricks! ”

"It's not me!" Zhong Han turned his head and said with no less surprise than him: "It's not me...... This man is so careful...... What a great idea...... Who the hell is it? Qin Dong also sent someone over? Why didn't you notify me! ”

"It's me." Just then, a female voice floated through the crowd. Everyone looked up and saw that the flower floating shadow was wearing a smart black lady's suit and a white corsage, surrounded by several secretaries and assistants, walking slowly.

"You men, you just don't think carefully enough." She smiled lightly: "Such a good opportunity, just use it like this?" It is estimated that Qin Dong will shoot you to death if he finds out. ”

Zhong Han was stunned and speechless, he never expected that he didn't tell Hua Fuying anything, the other party just saw it on TV, and actually mobilized an unknown amount of funds in two days, and emptied the warehouse with the umbrella and candle printed with the symbol of the Qin Dynasty and distributed it to everyone.

This laid an excellent paving for the next Zhang Guorong and the princess's debut!

Most importantly, in the short term. In the long run, the citizens of these two continents may have accepted the products of the Qin Dynasty beyond his imagination! It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the bridgehead of the Qin Dynasty!

He has been fighting in the United States for more than a year, and he can only say that there is a place to stand, but now Hua Fuying has seized an excellent opportunity, and with a flash of inspiration, he has laid a whole bridgehead!

How difficult is market expansion? That's a credit to being on the board! Zhong Han squinted at the flower floating shadow for a long time, and smiled half-truthfully: "Awesome...... This kind of thing, sure enough, women think more delicately. In the future, we will release new works, and we can use Florida and Louisiana as the first stop. ”

The Flower Shadow smiled, and then looked carefully into the square.

Umbrellas, candies, candles, the most ordinary things, but at the moment have an unusual meaning.

However, there is one thing missing...... Something of the same importance.

"People...... When you are in trouble. Anyone needs something to inspire him......" Zhong Han said with emotion: "It can be an object, it can be a person, or it can be a ...... A song. ”

"Attract their attention, and they will consciously see this thing as their savior." He looked at his watch: "Ten seconds left." ”

The rain was pouring down, and at this time, on the stage in the city center, the lights suddenly turned on.

Not dazzling, not dazzling, but gentle, bright. Like a guiding light that suddenly flashes in the night, like an eternal lighthouse in the fog of a long voyage.

The eyes of thousands of people around, with a touch of sleepiness and hesitation, slowly lifted, and at this time, in the monotonous and boring sound of "brushing" rain, a gentle voice like the sun after the rain suddenly sounded.

"when/I/am/down/and/oh/my/soul/so/weary, when I'm down, my spirit is so tired."

Heavy rain, downpour, people who have just been destroyed by a typhoon, helpless, lonely, people who feel abandoned, people who are disheartened, people gathered around the central square, the rain hitting the umbrella above their heads, like a still Noah's Ark picture. And at this moment, the picture moved.

Too many people raised their disappointed eyes just now and looked at the stage quietly. On it, I don't know when, there was already a man and a woman standing.

The gentle male voice, as if telling them not to give up, not to be discouraged, like the sprouts sprouting under the spring land, is arching one by one, and the next second, a clear female voice, accompanied by a softer and softer instrument bass, resounded in the rain and echoed in the sky.

"When/troubles/come/and/my/heart/burdened/be, my heart is so burdened when troubles and difficulties hit."

The lyrics, like a hand, tugged at the heartstrings of those present. The timing was too good, just now they saw their home destroyed by a typhoon, and now, there was a heavenly voice that sounded warmly in the icy rain, like a drowning man, grabbing a flash of driftwood without hesitation.

The sound of the piano only sounded at this moment. Music, which can become a soothing work after the Great War and disaster, has been passed down for thousands of years, and definitely has its unique advantages.

It's easy to spread, it's easy to listen to, it's contagious...... Coupled with the double overlap of the artistic conception of the lyrics, in this unique opportunity, it firmly grasped the hearts of the audience in an instant.

"I/am/still/and/wait/here/in/the/silence But I stood silently and waited quietly......" Zhang Guorong felt a little sore in his throat, he started, just excited, and now this scene made him deeply sad.

"Until/you/come/and/sit/awhile/with/me until you come and be with me for a moment." He saw faces that were a little dazed, but shining with sparks of hope, he saw sobbing women propped up under the comfort of her man, and he saw wrinkled, old hands clasped together in the wind and rain.

At this moment, this feeling of "human world" suddenly rushed into his heart, and his nose for no reason counted, and his voice took on a trace of trilling for the first time.

The princess also felt that this was an emotion that belonged exclusively to human beings. It is silent, but it has a sound. It is ruthless, but it has affection. Before, even fools could see what kind of power this song had for this group of people. She was thrilled by her destined popularity. But now, it's not.

As long as she walked on the stage and was stared at by a pair of dazed, disappointed, expectant, and all kinds of emotional eyes, there was only one thought in her mind.

I'm going to sing this song for them.

This song is for them, whether I am popular or not.

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