Gonzalez said, "Hello sir. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Japanese? "It was spoken in English. That's how the Japanese are, they bow every time they speak.

The man said, "No, I, yes, Chinese." Can I discuss it with you? "Stammering, English with a Japanese accent.

Gonzalez said, "Please speak." The Japanese man bowed again. Lie and say you are Chinese.

The man said, "Mine, the camera, it's good, the film, it's lost, there's only one negative left in the camera." One, one. Here, one, left. Can we swap? ”

Gonzalez said, "No, no, no. I'm also a journalist, and I'm going to take pictures too. "This Japanese, bow again? What are you going to do without bowing?

The man put his hand on his hand and said, "Yours, consider, consider?" Mine, think, shoot more, a few. The other hand covered his.

Gonzalez felt like he had an extra roll of paper in his hand, and when he looked at it, he was a dollar! One twist of hands, five sheets. When I looked at it, it was all 100 dollar bills. Five sheets. Five sheets!!

Gonzalez's hand seemed to be disobedient, and he took the camera off his neck and handed it to him. Five hundred dollars, that's a lot of money. How much is my broken camera worth? Second-hand, it's just a problem, less than fifteen dollars.

The man took the broken camera, handed over the very good camera, and said, "Only, one, negative, understand?" Spotted MacArthur and shot. See. MacArthur. Got it. Share, understand? Pat MacArthur and give another hundred. Got it? Camera, focus, offset, a little bit. Got it. Aim at the target, in the center. Yes. Remember to give it back to me, thank you. Shoot MacArthur, a lot of money, another money. Got it? ”

Gonzalez nodded incessantly, didn't he just put the task of shooting in the center of the frame, didn't he just have one negative? Very good. Only to shoot MacArthur, and additionally give money. Very good. Thinking in his heart, the dollar in his hand has gone into the pocket of his clothes, and the pocket of his clothes that is close to his chest. He grabbed his camera and squeezed forward.

Gonzalez, though thin, walked smoothly this time, always giving way to someone, or even helping him clear the way. Thank you, thank you. Thank you, thank you. It's time to the first row.

Originally, it was okay to be in the second row, but as soon as the people behind squeezed, he got to the first row. Looking back, what about the guy who swapped cameras? Nope. Just now, I helped myself squeeze forward.

Today's luck was too good. If he can't find me, then this good camera is mine. Even if you find me, you can make money with this photo. Even if I lose my broken camera, I won't lose a few dollars.

Gonzalez was in a better mood. Just take a photo carefully, and today's work is done. Only one negative? Of course, it was shot at MacArthur.

At this moment, the music started.

The army did not release a marching band. The music is welcoming to the crowd.

There are several types of people in the Filipinos who are most in short supply, and one of them is musicians. They are active in nightclubs in various countries, serving as background music in the life of night singing.

Together, the atmosphere is even better.

MacArthur was very embarrassed last time he was driven out by the Japanese and withdrew from the Philippines.

Now that he is back, I originally wanted to jump into the water from the landing craft and go ashore on foot, just like last time, so that US military reporters could take pictures of him wading ashore. Want to take a springboard? No, I'm just going to walk in the water. I'm headstrong.

Regarding his wading ashore, some people say that the navy did not buy his account and deliberately embarrassed him: if you don't take the navy in your eyes, the old men will give you a little ugly; Some people also understood that he was in a hurry to return to Manila, and went ashore without waiting for the springboard to be set up.

It was raining and someone asked him for an umbrella, but MacArthur refused.

But no, this is the dock, the water is very deep, and you can only walk down the ladder.

At this time, the Japanese were defeated, the American army occupied Manila, and knowing that MacArthur was back, many Filipinos came to the coast to greet them, and of course, there were many people who watched the excitement.

A large number of reporters came, not to see the excitement, but to receive notices, and more to inquire about the news.

Looking at the welcoming people, MacArthur was very excited, especially when he saw the banner that read "General MacArthur, Filipinos love you", and he was even more excited, waving and waving.

The crowd cheered. The crowd was excited, some of them didn't know why it was crowded, and the people in the front row were getting closer and closer to MacArthur. The GIs, who maintained order, were moved by the enthusiasm and did not try to stop them.

With tears in his eyes, MacArthur said coawardly: "Filipino people, I, a five-star general of the U.S. Army, Douglas? MacArthur, it's back! ”

The extras applauded, and some competent extras began to cheer. Especially those beauties with heavy makeup. Yes! Belle! Belle!! Belle!!!

The mood of the people was high, and the front row began to rush forward, all wanting to get closer to the general.

The American GIs glared at the beauties, eager to end the ceremony of entering the city so that they could further develop the people-to-people friendship between the United States and the Philippines. Busy looking at the beauties, the hand to maintain order was much looser.

Just finished the war, where did the cosmetics come from? Of course, no one paid attention to this detail.

Journalists took pictures. In order to take pictures, they also rushed forward. No one drove the people who were getting closer.

There was a reporter in the first row of the crowd, Malay-looking, Gonzalez, who carefully pointed the camera at MacArthur, who was five or six meters away, pressed the shutter, and with a bang, where the green smoke dispersed, MacArthur had a bloody hole in his eyebrows and fell.

A place to separate two people, in the third row. A man saw MacArthur being shot, picked up the clothes that had been rolled up in his hand, put one end to his mouth, blew it, immediately put it away, retreated, and left. Only he saw it, and the thin wooden thorns of the blowpipe were stuck in MacArthur's socks.

He's the magician. He was a standby assassin and wore a blowpipe wrapped in his clothes with a highly poisonous wooden thorn in it. When the magician saw MacArthur being shot, he was afraid that it would not be safe, so he used a blowpipe, and it worked well.

At this moment, a faint green smoke rose from the camera.

Journalist Gonzalez was dumbfounded.

The surrounding U.S. troops reacted quickly, and several people stepped forward to surround MacArthur, and several people had already seen the reporter's anomaly and arrested him.

The crowd was in chaos and the women screamed. The people's first instinct was to flee and go out. The back didn't know what was going on in front of them, and there were even people squeezing forward.

The crowd was in chaos.