Hong Zhaoming was born in a peasant family in Yinglin Town, Jinjiang. He had ten brothers and sisters in his family. He ranked third. He had planted fields and served as the captain of the production team. Since the 1970s, he began to carry a load to sell fruits and taro around the streets and do small business. Four years ago, he started to do clothing processing business with his brothers and accumulated the first amount of funds.

Just this year, he opened his first clothing factory and his career gradually got on track. Seeing that his business was developing well, he naturally had the time to enjoy life.

It is precisely because of the improvement of the small business that Hong Zhaoming bought a TV for his family. This is a remarkable thing. As the saying goes, the four emerging major items are color TVs, refrigerators, washing machines, and recorders. After his family bought this TV, they only had to buy a refrigerator. They could get four of them in just two washing machines, which is not half the achievement!

Today is a special date, or it is more appropriate to say that day. Hong Zhaoming got off work early that day and went to the market to buy a bottle of Erguotou and a bag of peanuts. After arriving at home, he ate early and then urged his family to go to bed quickly.

Then, when the alarm rang, he was the first to sit up from the bed.

"It's about to start!"

Hong Zhaoming's excited shouts woke up his sleeping wife. Shufen opened her eyes in a daze: "It's already seven o'clock?"

At this time, the bedroom was pitch black, and morning light was pouring in outside the curtains. Hong Zhaoming looked at the time and shouted excitedly: "That's right, it's past seven o'clock, it's past seven o'clock, son! Son, get up quickly!"

Hong Xiuquan, who is already twenty years old, walked into the house staggeringly: "Dad, I woke up early. The TV has been turned on for you. Come and see it quickly. Your Erguotou and peanuts are also ready."

"Haha! Sir! You are such a good thief to your father! Come on, let's go happily!"

Hong Zhaoming walked out of the bedroom with a very excited look in shorts and a vest. At the same time, Shufen, who had not woken up at all, was still sitting on the bed, looking at the door sleepily: "This old man..."

Hong Zhaoming didn't have the heart to pay attention to his wife and had already sat on the sofa in the living room. When his son Hong Xiuquan pressed the unmute button, a gentle noise sounded from the TV.

On the TV screen, the sports field under the blue sky and sun were filled with audiences. A group of actors held white props around the green field, creating a circle of pom-like outer circles. Among them, more actors have already arranged their shapes and presented five interconnected rings.

Hong Zhaoming laughed and filled himself with a cup of Erguotou. Just as he was about to break a peanut open, the voice of announcer Song Shixiong sounded from the TV.

"CCTV, CCTV."

"Dear spectators, the world-renowned 23rd Olympic Games will be grandly opened at 16:30 on July 28, Los Angeles time and 7:30 Beijing time."

"Now we will broadcast the live events of the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games to everyone. Dear viewers, this broadcast is a Pacific Communications satellite that transmits the pictures and international sounds from Los Angeles, the United States to Hong Kong. The commentator explains in Hong Kong, and then uses microwave trunk lines to transmit the pictures and comments to Beijing."

As the words fell, a dreamy ringtone sounded at the scene.

"Oh, it's not easy."

Hong Zhaoming sighed: "This time, whether it is sending the team to participate in the competition or broadcasting this program, it's really a lot of effort!"

"Yes, Dad, so we will definitely achieve great results, otherwise, I'm sorry D, I'm sorry to the country!"

Hong Zhaoming drank the first cup of Erguotou with emotion, but he drank it so much that he kept crying: "That young man Li Ning is going to work hard! Cough cough! He won six gold medals in the World Cup of Gymnastics two years ago... Cough cough! Oh, I'll really visit Lao Li tomorrow. His son is really excited to win glory for the country!"

"Dad, drink slowly, drink slowly..."

While speaking, the opening ceremony performance continued, and a loud trumpet sound rang after the ringtone, and the trumpet sound turned into a passionate music with beautiful melody.

"Hey, these American devils are quite good at playing trumpets, haha, I just don't know how good they are."

When Hong Zhaoming drank half a glass of wine, the trumpet ended and a sound of English speech sounded.

“Ladies-and-gentlemen, welcome-to-the-opening-ceremony-of-the-Games-of-the-23rd-Olympia…At-Laos-Angels~”

Accompanied by the host's fluent speech speed and the ending tone, there was a loud applause from the audience, and Hong Zhaoming's pussy.

"Just say something I don't understand, it's annoying!"

Annoying or not, after the opening ceremony performance officially began, Hong Zhaoming had to devote himself to the performance. Extremely cheerful music always sounded on the scene, especially the performance of orchestral instruments, which was a very new thing for him and his son Hong Xiuquan.

"Hey, look at their dress! They are actually dancing with umbrellas!"

"Don't say, this music is quite fun..."

Jazz was heard throughout the audience, and the actors were either wearing fashionable clothes, retro to the Civil War, imitating dance steps in the rain, or dancing traditional social dances. For Hong Zhaoming, who was opening a clothing factory, he really opened his eyes. There were many costumes worn by this group of actors alone that he could not imagine!

It can be said that this opening ceremony was a wonderful and fresh experience for the Hong family. When a chubby black woman and her dance companions were wearing white clothes and singing their religious music happily, she felt goosebumps and didn't listen to Hong Zhaoming, because it felt so... amazing!

"Hahaha! These performances are so fun!"

This is what Hong Zhaoming would say whenever he met an acquaintance after a long time.

...

"What kind of garbage..."

Cross your hands together.

There was a hustle and hundreds of elementary school students from all over Los Angeles were wearing white tops and lined up in a row. At the highly anticipated opening scene of the Olympic Games, they danced their radio gymnastics.

"Athens...Beijing...and London and Rio..."

The slender fingers scratched their foreheads hard.

Well, it’s not elementary school students, but hundreds of girls who volunteered to participate were wearing white tops, white shorts, and white rubber shoes, lined up in a distinctly distinct team, dancing like a radio gymnastics.

"Compare with them..."

His face was twisting hard.

Amid the cheerful singing of the man, the girls raised their legs high behind their hands or ran and jumped, looking very happy.

However, Alice, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't be happy at all.

"What kind of trash is this..."

Tomorrow, July 29th is her birthday. Although she doesn't care, her family unanimously emphasized the need to celebrate well. In particular, Sophie and Hannah even acted like "If you don't celebrate, we will ignore you", forcing Alice to choose a celebration method.

Then...the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games.

At the age of eight, four, and the year of birth... Of course, I had no chance, and I had never even watched the TV broadcast. So, since the 23rd edition is about to open in Los Angeles, there will be a Chinese delegation to participate... Even if I give my motherland a face, Alice made this suggestion.

As a result, she really regretted getting home.

"Trunk? What trash did you say? Is anyone littering?"

Beside her, Sophie didn't hear Alice's complaints clearly, and was singing along with the music just now.

"No, it's okay..."

Alice waved her hand.

On the shade of green, the "gymnastics team" just ended up with the music to the venue. A new group of girls in white flocked into the venue. Amid the cheerful music, seven rings were quickly formed.

"I just..."

Looking at the boring performance in front of you and then looking at the cheering of the audience around you, Alice curled her lips boredly.

“The aesthetic view is too advanced…”
Chapter completed!