When the outside world frequently condemned and questioned the content of Zhang Heng's lectures at Harvard, Zhang Heng was as good as a human being, and according to the scheduled plan, after the speech, a five-star hotel in Cambridge City held a special meeting for fans from all continents in the United States.

The hotel lobby was full of people, most of them yellow, with only a small number of white and black people.

Some white people, with awkward expressions, can still laugh and talk with the fans around them, and some black people are completely ignored and cowering and dare not talk to others.

Dozens of staff members in black suits and sunglasses were actively maintaining order at the scene.

On the stage in front of the crowd, Zhang Hengbai was standing in front of a banner with the words "Fan Meeting" in a white T-shirt and jeans, with a guitar hanging on his body, trying the tone of the microphone.

Behind him, four or five people were quickly arranging their gear, including a bass player, a drummer, a piano player, and so on.

Filming equipment was placed in all directions, and some local media heard that the director of "Old Boy" held a fan meeting after his Harvard speech, and they all rushed to cheer.

There was a lot of enthusiasm at the scene.

In the audience, He Lan and Du Ziqing and other members of the "Zhang Heng Personal Fan Website" were all sitting on chairs, with excited faces, swaying their hands and red rose light sticks in their hands.

"Everyone is holding a signing session or something, but there is no entity such as a record in Heng Shao's works, is it a bit undesirable for us to hold pirated posters."

A girl sighed: "I don't know if we are sad, or sad, or sad......"

"This reflects the uniqueness of our family, "People in the Rivers and Lakes" and "Old Boy" release two movies a year, who can do it? It's understandable that there is no disc now, looking forward to Heng Shao's next movie, I want to buy ten tickets to support! ”

He Lan hugged popcorn, spread out on the chair as if watching a movie, looked at Heng Shao who was busy on the stage, and looked at the fans in front of him who jumped up excitedly and blocked their vision: "Besides, there is no signing meeting, didn't Heng Shao prepare a small concert for us!" ”

When everyone thought about it, it was indeed so, and their hearts were refreshed again.

"Do you have any news about the next movie?" Du Ziqing turned around and asked.

"No, I really want to listen to Heng Shao's new song!" A girl decisively diverted Du Ziqing's topic.

Du Ziqing was a little depressed, looking at Zhang Heng who was auditioning in front of her, her eyes were a little confused.

"Serious looks, so handsome......"

"I look so handsome when I play with the guitar"

"The way you smile, the way you talk, the way you walk, you're so handsome!"

He Lan noticed Du Ziqing's appearance in a daze, and waved her hand in front of Du Ziqing's eyes: "Brainless powder, clean up your hala." ”

Du Ziqing reacted and glared at He Lan fiercely.

At the same time, the hundreds of people who were spreading around Wei Lan all turned their heads and glared at He Lan.

The warm atmosphere is a little weird at this time.

He Lan's mouth stuffed with popcorn stopped biting, and at this moment she realized the power of "brain-dead powder", and hurriedly apologized: "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue!" ”

"Big-mouthed orchid!" Du Ziqing said hatefully.

The rest of the people also feel the same way, it was like a meeting of couples, but they were yelled at by the big-mouthed orchid at the airport, which provoked so many reporters, and there was no excitement at all!

Big-mouthed orchid!

He Lan shrank her head and suddenly pointed to the stage: "Look, Heng Shao is about to sing!" ”

Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking confused......

He Lan continued to eat popcorn and secretly sighed: "As a rational fan, it is really not easy to survive in the middle of a group of brainless fans. ”

……

on stage.

Zhang Heng tried the guitar, played a few chords, smiled with satisfaction, turned around, and asked, "Have you memorized all the scores?" Don't go on a business trip! ”

"Cooked, cooked, Heng Shao, we are the best band at Harvard, don't worry!" A slightly darker-skinned Chinese boy said confidently.

The others also made OK gestures.

Zhang Heng nodded, then adjusted the position of the microphone, looked at the shining eyes of the three or four hundred fans present, looked at the photographic equipment that had been set up in all directions, and snapped his fingers.

There was a sudden silence.

Everyone looked at Zhang Heng expectantly.

Zhang Heng picked up the guitar in his hand and plucked the strings gently, and the sound echoed through the stereo in the hall.

At this moment, he remembered the results of his previous investigation with Wei Lan about the participants in this fan meeting.

"There are very few blacks and whites?"

"Hmm...... In fact, the "Oldboy" movie is very popular all over the world, but in the process of holding this meeting, the application of black people was deliberately knocked down by the top management of the fan site......"

"Of course, there are white people, but they don't seem to be interested in Chinese directors, and the number of applicants is not large, although on some survey websites, they like "Old Boy" very much, but the support for the director himself is not high, well, they only support white directors......"

"To put it bluntly, it's racism, white people discriminate against yellow people, yellow people are actually black people......"

"That's about it."

Zhang Heng swept the chord vigorously, as if he was venting something.

Regarding the song about racial discrimination, the world's top ten-star singer Michael Jackson released the related song "They Don'tcareaboutus" as early as 96, but Zhang Heng felt that in this era without the Beyond band, it was necessary for him to re-release this song!

"A song, "Glorious Years", for you......" Zhang Heng's deep voice sounded.

Airplanes!

The accompaniment begins.

There was no other noise at the scene, only the sound of drums, guitars and other musical instruments sounded one after another.

Zhang Heng looked in front of him, watching the scene of individual black friends and white friends shrinking their heads and shrinking their heads in a group of yellow people, and remembered the great man who made immortal contributions to the fight against skin color decades ago - Martin Luther King!

The bell rang to call home, and in his life, it seemed to be a little embarrassing

The meaning of black skin to him is a lifetime of dedication, a struggle for skin color

……”

"This is a Cantonese song?"

Offstage, countless fans opened their eyes wide, and some of them were puzzled and didn't understand the language.

Some people just listened to the beginning and were immediately shocked.

Black skin?

Skin-color struggles?

Oh my God, is Heng Shao's song "racist"?

A male reporter who knew Chinese and was even proficient in Cantonese, his face at this time could no longer be described as abrupt, his lips trembled, and he muttered: "Oh my God, oh buy karma, Zhang Heng openly sings about the battle of skin color in a public place...... Are you ready to go to jail? ”

In U.S. law, the control of racial discrimination and other remarks is very strict, and insults similar to some "" and "yellow monkeys" are punishable by imprisonment.

There was a little commotion in the audience, but as Zhang Heng's singer gradually rose, everyone calmed down.

"Can you not distinguish the boundaries of skin color, may this land be

It doesn't matter if you or I are high or low

The beauty of the colorful colors is because it is not

Separate each color

……”

Everyone's expressions were shocked, this was the cry of a torch of freedom, a shock from the heart, as if to make people in adversity see a glimmer of hope, and the image of a great man raising his arms and shouting sounded in their minds.

"Today, I am pleased to join you in what will be the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our country.

100 years ago, a great American - and today we stand in his symbolic figure - signed the Emancipation Proclamation. The promulgation of this important decree was like a beacon of hope for millions of black slaves who were scorched in the flames of injustice, and like a joyful dawn that ended a long night of confinement.

Now, 100 years later, we must face up to the tragic fact that black people are not yet free.

Now, 100 years later, under the shackles of apartheid and the yoke of racial discrimination, black lives are being squeezed.

Today, 100 years later, black people still live on an impoverished island in the midst of a sea of material abundance.

Today, 100 years later, blacks are still huddled in the corners of American society and realize that they are exiles from their homeland.

We are gathered here today to bring this appalling situation to light. ”

Fans understood the meaning of Zhang Heng's singing, and felt a rush of blood in their hearts.

What does black skin mean to him......

A lifetime of dedication to the fight against skin color......

This is......

Everyone's pupils dilated, and the deafening cry of the majestic figure seemed to sound in their ears:

"If America is to be a great nation, this dream must come true!

Let the voice of freedom be heard from the majestic mountains of New Hampshire!

Let the voice of freedom be heard from the mountains of New York State!

Let the Voice of Freedom Ring from the Allegheny Mountains in Pennsylvania!

Let the sound of freedom ring from Colorado's snow-covered Rocky Mountains!

Let the sound of freedom ring from the winding peaks of California!

Not only that, but let the voice of freedom ring out from the rocky ridges of Georgia!

Let the Voice of Freedom Ring from Lookout Mountain, Tennessee!

Let the voice of freedom ring from every hill in Mississippi!

Let the sound of freedom resound from every hillside!

When we let the voice of freedom sound, let the voice of freedom sound from every village, big and small, every state, and every city, we will be able to accelerate the day to come! ”

……

Voices of Freedom!

In the fan seat, there were only a handful of black people, a little ignorant, and everyone's eyes looked at them, making them a little overwhelmed, and while hesitating, they were sad and indignant in their hearts: "Are black people so easy to bully!" ”

"Years and months turn possession into loss, and tired eyes carry expectation!"

Zhang Heng's singing voice became more and more high, and in the majestic accompaniment, a voice that could make the soul tremble sounded: "Today there is only a residual body, welcoming the glorious years."

Holding on to freedom in the wind and rain, after a lifetime of hesitation and struggle

Confidence can change the future!

Ask who can do it......"

Rumble!

Everyone stood up one after another at this moment, whether they understood the meaning of the song or not, and they all applauded excitedly.

The melody of the song......

Glory days?

Many people's minds flashed through the course of these years, reading, studying, taking exams, and cold windows for more than ten years, and finally came to one of the world's highest universities!

The jubilation from the hometown, from the pleased eyes of the parents, and from the broad prospects of the future......

Glory days?

These are our glory days!

In the corner behind the stage, Wei Lan, who was standing there, covered her mouth, "No wonder I always heard him humming after coming to the United States......"

"Yes, that's the melody!"

"That's the song!"

"This ......"

"This is a majestic song!"

Wei Lan's face was full of shock, and what shocked him even more was that the content of the lyrics was ......

She can already imagine what kind of monstrous storm this song will set off in the United States at this moment after it is reported and released!

Immediately, Wei Lan smiled bitterly: "No wonder you like him so much!" ”

"Thoughtful? Phew, this is the world of mind! ”

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