On the screen, Su Chen was strolling towards the 1938 Olympic podium.
The audience's hearts were constantly raised.
When he stood in front of the leader's platform, the audience's eyes were focused on Su Chen's black tunic suit and Liu Changchun, who was holding a red sign in the venue.
It could no longer accommodate anyone.
Su Chen tapped the microphone lightly.
The audience had a vague idea of what this man wanted to do today.
In the picture.
Su Chen stared at the nearly 30,000 foreigners and athletes from all over the world.
His voice spread through the microphone in all directions of the Olympic Stadium.
"Is this the so-called Olympic spirit…"
Su Chen could speak foreign languages, but he was not using one now.
However, the suppressed anger in his tone made it so that even if everyone present did not know what he was saying, they could still sense Su Chen's emotions.
The person in charge of this Olympics squeezed through the crowd from afar.
He came before Su Chen.
"Does anyone here know Chinese?”
Then, a young Westerner followed the person in charge and came to Su Chen.
"I'm sorry, sir. You have no right to use this microphone. We'll ask you to leave now.”
After some translation.
The young foreigner Stephen said to Su Chen.
Just now, the entire stadium was filled with a tsunami of mockery. He was the only one who was moved by Liu Changchun's spirit because he had always admired Chinese culture.
However, he was only a translator now.
He was just the voice of the Olympic manager behind him.
"Oh?"
Su Chen turned around and looked at the Olympic manager with a curly beard behind him.
"I will walk by myself."
"However, before I leave, I want to ask, is the booing in front of an Olympic athlete who represents a country the spirit of the Olympics?”
Su Chen didn't show any anger.
However, his tone was filled with inviolable confidence.
This confidence did not come from 1938.
Instead, it came from the powerful Huaxia nearly a hundred years later.
The Westerner who was in charge of hosting the Olympics was slightly stunned.
He looked at the audience who were staring at the platform with a troubled expression.
There was also the one who was holding up the China brand with both hands.
Liu Changchun's eyes were filled with surprise.
His eyes had been red, and he had been gritting his teeth as he walked around the stage on behalf of China, until he heard the language of his motherland.
Even though he could understand everything the other party said.
However, he had never heard such confidence in her words.
He had chapped lips as he looked at his fellow countryman who was speaking up for him on the platform.
Tears welled up in his eyes!
"This glance! Oh my god, where did Liu Changchun find this actor? The emotions contained in his gaze were too complicated!”
"His eyes were filled with self-esteem and confidence. When he saw Su Chen, he was surprised and relieved!”
" There's also trust and gratitude!"
"No, no, there's also a sense of belonging!”
"I'm crying. How can a young athlete's eyes contain so many emotions at the same time?”
……
At this moment, the audience could almost read dozens of emotions from Liu Changchun's eyes.
Sitting alone on the ship, the anxiety of going to a foreign country.
The anger of being mistaken for a Wei Nation athlete.
They raised money everywhere, but at that time, they were so poor that they couldn't even afford the tickets for the athletes who brought glory to their country. They were desperate and helpless.
It was the kind of urgency that came from running alone on the streets of the mansion, just to get to the scene in time and raise the word 'China'!
And when he was called the " Sick Man of East Asia ", his bulging masseter muscles!
But all of this!
When he saw Su Chen, it turned into the most intense emotion!
She felt wronged!
Liu Changchun was wearing the " Great Country " and holding China in his hand!
However, he felt wronged!
He knew that the fate of the country was difficult.
If it weren't for Su Chen, he would have gritted his teeth and walked to the end with red eyes.
However, when he realized that in this venue of 30,000 Westerners…
When a fellow countryman stood up for him.
The bitterness in his heart was like an avalanche.
"Thank you, comrade."
Liu Changchun's lips were dry and cracked as he spoke. His voice was extremely soft.
However, this sound was extremely loud in the ears of the audience a hundred years later.
At this moment, almost all the netizens 'inner defenses were instantly broken.
That stubborn sprinter from a hundred years ago was the first to thank us!
"He actually said thank you to us first. I held it in earlier, but this is the moment to break through my defense! Ahhhh!"
"Fellow countrymen…We haven't heard of this word in a long time!”
"But only people who are in a foreign country can understand the meaning of the word 'countryman'!”
"It means that we have the same blood flowing in our veins, we have received the same education, and we have the same skin color!”
"You're welcome! Fellow countrymen!"
"Fellow countrymen! We thank you! Thank you for being humiliated for us in 1938!”
"Only with us juniors can we avoid such suffering!”
"Liu Changchun, we should thank you!”
"I'm sorry! All the Olympic athletes in our future generations owe you a thank you!”
……
In the old courtyard of the Weather Bureau.
In the distance, four or five-year-old children were playing and running, and a few elders were playing Tai Chi.
The air was hot and stuffy, and the surroundings were filled with the smell of oxygen before the heavy rain.
A bald man wearing a singlet.
There was a gunshot wound on his left arm, but it had been there for years.
He was holding the radio.
He sat in the courtyard and enjoyed the shade.
However, when the show " Classic China " started broadcasting, some children in the yard had already handed him their phones.
"Uncle Zhang, look, is this the Olympics you like…"
"Uncle, my grandma said that you were very good when you were young. You almost represented our Weather Bureau to participate in the national team!”
Baldy Zhang held a small bottle of Erguotou in his hand.
He was originally sipping the tea with the bottle cap, but when he saw Liu Changchun say "Thank you, fellow countryman" to Su Chen.
Baldy Zhang's hand stopped in mid-air.
He looked at the phone screen and could not help but tremble.
"Liu Changchun…"
In that era, who among the Olympic athletes didn't know about Liu Changchun!!
To be able to stand in that guild hall was the dream of all the youths in the team!
However, who would have thought that standing in the Olympic venue would be met with the doubts and sneers of the entire world?
Weak countries have no diplomatic relations, and weak countries have no sports.
Baldy Zhang's hand that was holding the Erguotou trembled slightly.
Now that the motherland has become stronger, but those ancestors who have been humiliated, you! Did you see that?
……
In the conference room of CCTV!
Huang Haonan took off his earphones with tears in his eyes. His expression was serious."Is the backstage technology ready?”
"We still have twenty minutes to prepare.”
"Has the official website announced it?"
"The registration has already been opened. Director Huang, there are currently more than 30,000 people who have registered backstage. Every time it refreshes, the number of people will increase by about 5,000!”
Director Liu wiped his sweat and said," Almost everyone who saw the announcement wanted to experience the feeling of standing at the 1938 Olympic Games and cheering for Liu Changchun through our technology!”
"Although there aren't many people registering backstage, the number of people viewing our official website's announcement is only a mere 30,000!”
Deputy Station Head Wan received three consecutive calls.
"There are already 50,000 applicants. Open up other registration channels and set standards. Otherwise, the website will collapse.”
……
At this moment.
A large number of viewers began to post on their WeChat Moments to buy 3D glasses!
"I'm buying 3D glasses at a high price. They have a VI effect. The price is 1500 per pair.”
"My friend's cinema. All the glasses in their cinema were given out. Now, there's really not a single one left!”
"What? Central TV has such a plan?？”
"Bring the audience to 1938 to cheer for Liu Changchun? How was this possible? It was impossible!”
"We won't really bring the audience there. Instead, we'll need the applicants to upload their own videos and then, according to Central TV's special effects department's conversion, let the audience appear in that era.”
"Then, we'll use the 3D glasses with VI effects to let these lucky audience members truly experience everything that happened at the scene! It's equivalent to a 3D surround!"
"F * ck, this technique! As expected of the ceiling of my Huaxia TV station!”
A few minutes after the announcement, all the 3D glasses in the world were sold out.
The VI Holographic Glasses, which were originally worth 2,000 yuan, had been sold for 30,000 yuan within ten minutes!
Moreover, it was a situation where there was a price but no supply!
……
In the picture.
The foreigner in charge of the Olympics who was questioned by Su Chen hesitated.
Actually, he could have gotten someone to forcefully drag Su Chen out.
But in front of the audience, as a symbol of the Olympic spirit, he couldn't do that.
He needed to answer Su Chen's question directly.
"I'm sorry, this is the audience's choice. We, the organizers, have no right to interfere!”
"This is their freedom."
"But obviously, the Olympic spirit is a spirit of competition.”
The foreigner was speaking in a jabber, and the young foreigner next to him, Stephen, was trying hard to interpret it.
Su Chen stood with his hands behind his back and listened to the other party's explanation seriously.
A truly powerful nation would have the magnanimity to give the other party time to explain.
"So, if you feel that your compatriots have been treated unfairly, I apologize to you on behalf of the organizers.”
" But, after I apologized..."
The man with the goatee pointed at the foreigners in the audience who were looking at the podium with disdain and said,""They will still boo your compatriots like this.”
He felt that his explanation was flawless and even a little cool.
The person in charge stomped his staff on the ground and shrugged slightly, looking as if he was used to it.
" In the words of the Chinese."
" Scream. If you are weak, you will be beaten."
"If you're being beaten, you have to stand at attention."
The last two sentences were said by the goateed man himself.
He spoke in broken Chinese and looked at Su Chen with disdain. He even looked at Su Chen as if he was powerless.
Su Chen nodded slowly.
He even smiled.
He looked at Liu Changchun, who was staring at him on the Olympic track.
She saw the unwillingness and disappointment in his eyes.
Su Chen repeated silently.
"If you're weak, you'll get beaten up."
"Stand at attention when you're being beaten."
"Well said!" he sighed.”
The audience in front of their televisions clenched their fists tightly.
What the Olympic representative said was actually not wrong. He had already said that he could apologize!
However, it was only an apology on behalf of the Olympic Organizing Committee.
However, after the apology, these foreigners sitting in the audience, leading their children, dogs, and eating popcorn would not apologize.
On the contrary, they booed even more.
"Ah, I'm not angry at all. Really, I just want to know the name of this person-in-charge so that I can buy a plane ticket and dig up his grave!”
"Hehe, what a good move to shift the blame! To this person-in-charge, offending Su Chen was nothing. He felt that he could offend a hundred Su Chen, but he definitely could not offend one Sir Yang!”
"Those are their compatriots, not ours!”
……
It had to be said that Su Chen did not have any problems with the selection of the third episode of China Repository.
At this moment, it was no longer 30 million viewers watching, but 40 million viewers watching online!
This was equivalent to one-thirty-fifth of the people in the entire country watching Su Chen's every word and action.
"Brother Su Chen, fight back!"
"What do you mean by standing at attention when you're being beaten? What do you mean by you're being beaten when you're weak? This westerner is infuriating me!”
"Scold him! Humph! I didn't understand history before, but I can understand the Olympics now! Scold him!"
The audience's emotions had already begun to accumulate and gradually heat up.
The emotions of a great country could be tolerated.
However, if he couldn't endure it, once it exploded, it would be a shocking force.
……
In the 1938 Olympic Stadium.
Because Su Chen and the person in charge were standing near the platform.
Therefore, everyone could hear it clearly!
In addition, Su Chen was speaking in Chinese, and the other party had brought a Chinese translator.
Therefore, Liu Changchun, who was standing on the track, heard their conversation clearly.
At this moment, the gratitude in his eyes could almost overflow.
However, Liu Changchun knew that there were some things that he could do alone. Even if Su Chen defended him, he had to do it alone!
Thinking of this…
Liu Changchun raised the China in his hand and shouted at the podium,"Fellow countrymen! Thank you!"
"Fellow countrymen! Thank you!"
He thought that Su Chen was just a righteous Chinese.
"I'm fine!"
Liu Changchun shouted loudly, but because he was too emotional, he couldn't control himself. His voice sounded a little tearful.
"Let them laugh."
"I am a Chinese athlete, but the country is in a difficult situation at the moment.”
"I only hope that everyone will bravely advance."
"I only hope that in the future, our juniors will be far away from such suffering!”
Liu Changchun's shout shocked the Chinese audience.
Su Chen, who was on the platform, suddenly smiled.
He looked at the person in charge, who looked slightly smug.
"Thank you for using our old saying to persuade me.”
"Then let me use an old saying from your Bible to persuade you.”
Su Chen slowly turned to the more than 30,000 Westerners present and recited in a calm voice,"
"The crushed reeds will not be broken, and the dying lights will not be extinguished.”
"When it implements justice, justice will prevail.”
"All the foreigners will look to his name.”
"Matthew, 12-18.”
Su Chen turned around and looked at the surprised manager.""Don't underestimate that weak one. One day, he will be even taller than that day.”
"Don't cling to the powerful. The powerful will be trampled on!”
He smiled." This is also an old saying of yours. Now, I'm returning it to you on behalf of the 1.4 million people of China."”
The entire 1938 conference hall was in an uproar!
"What?!"
"There are a total of 400 million people in China. He's bragging!”
"Hahaha, this person is crazy, he's crazy. How can there be a country with 1.4 million people in the world! Hahaha!"
Facing all these voices.
His eyes were filled with confidence.
He looked at the person in charge of the Olympics with pity in his eyes.
The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile as he asked.
"But who told you that I came from China, a country with 400 million people?”
Su Chen's voice was clearly heard by everyone!
Not only did it reach the ears of the 30,000 foreigners in the 1938 conference hall, but it also reached the ears of the 1.4 million people in later generations.
"Oh my god! Su Chen is so handsome!"
"Awesome! Su Chen is awesome. He's rebutted beautifully!"
"Who told you that I'm from China, a country with 400 million people?？F * ck, I'm exploding!"
"Su Chen, tell them that you come from the powerful Huaxia with 1.4 million people in a hundred years!!!”
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