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Chapter 481 The idiot who loves money

Chapter 481 The idiot who loves money

When the flight began to tilt its wings to lower its altitude, Wesia on the plane was very worried about whether he would survive.

Wei Xia sat in the last row of the first-class cabin, so he could see the whole process of the plane circling and descending very clearly, but the problem was that when the plane entered a low altitude and started to turbulent, he saw clearly boundless darkness below.At that moment, many scary thoughts flashed through my mind: out of control, getting lost, forced landing...

In fact, Wei Xia's worries are superfluous, or it just proves that he has too optimistic predictions about the size of the city.The plane landed smoothly at the airport. The airport is small and simple, about 20 miles from the city center. There are no wealthy areas around the airport, no highways, and even no lights.

If you take a lot of planes, you will have a general impression of the city at night. Looking down at a big city from a few kilometers of night sky, the gorgeous lights are often like a spider web with huge light bulbs attached: various lights in the center of the city are mixed together to form a dazzling, colorful light cluster, and around the city, the spider web-like roads are brightly lit, surrounding the city, and then extending radially into the distance.

However, these impressions are all invalid for New Orleans. The city is like a handful of pearls on a black velvet cloth. In a nearly circular area, the lights are bright and uniform, and there is no center in sight, just like gems spread across the land of the Mississippi River in Louisiana.

Outside this dotted area, there is complete darkness, with no road stretching far away. New Orleans in the night sky is like a mysterious castle in the desert, which is unique and curious.

It takes about 20 minutes to get from the airport to the hotel. During these 20 minutes, the degree of completion of New Orleans’ reconstruction has been steadily decreasing in Weisha’s mind. There are overgrown weeds on the roadside, and abandoned houses appear and disappear in the weeds.

Although it is the main road leading from the airport to the city center, the street lights are dim and flickering. In some areas, the street lights are even just a large spotlight fixed directly on the pole. The night wind blows, and the exposed wires sway endlessly.

The only thing that makes Wei Xia feel comfortable is the air here. Seventeen hours ago, the nasal cavity was still fighting against the cold and dry "angel body temperature", and it was suddenly replaced by warm and humid air mixed with the warmth of the Mississippi River and the Gulf of Mexico. There was even a feeling of unbearable happiness.

Here is a typical subtropical oceanic climate. If you must make a metaphor, the air condition and quality are similar to those in Miami or Florida.

It wasn't until the last 2 minutes of the drive that Wei Xia's familiar American city finally appeared. The skyscrapers, old European-style buildings, gray concrete walls, and flashing neon lights did not surprise him. The only thing that surprised him was that the time from entering the city center to arriving at the hotel was so short, less than 2 minutes.

The official hotel for the All-Stars is an old building from 1931 with old facilities, but it is very clean and does not show any signs of disaster.According to the waiter, when the hotel was rebuilt, all the furniture was not replaced, but the paint was re-polished to give it a new look without destroying the historical relics.

New Orleans is a very special city. In the United States, you will never find a city with such a complicated history: first it was the capital of the French colony, then it was handed over to the Spaniards, and the Spaniards handed it over to Mexico. In the end, the powerful United States bullied its weaker neighbors and raised the Stars and Stripes here.

Therefore, the New Orleans people Wei Xia met often joked that he was an "illegitimate child", which meant that his life experience was very complicated, and he couldn't tell where the blood came from.

The diversity of history makes the city's behavior sometimes incomprehensible.

Weisha entered the hotel room and saw Carter Avenue in front of the hotel through the window, which is the largest commercial street in New Orleans.

There is only one kind of tree on the street, which is the palm tree that reaches the sky. In the depression of winter, this evergreen tree with a huge crown and a three-story high tree that reaches the sky is planted all over the street. It is very visually stunning, and people usually have the illusion that this is not New Orleans under reconstruction, but the affluent and leisurely Southern California beach.

However, on the same street, the buildings destroyed by the flood stood undisguised on the side of the street. The mottled and cracked walls, half-detached windows with dark inside, rusty and crumbling safety ladders, contrasted sharply with the tall palm trees, which made people feel sad.

The New Orleans people's explanation for this is: to let people remember the disaster, some buildings facing the street are not in a hurry to repair, but the proportion of "tenth floors and five disabled" is a bit too high.

So whether it is to let the locals remember the disaster, or whether Phil Jackson did nothing while the local zf was learning the game, is a long-term wrangling.

Wei Xia didn't want to stay in the hotel and get moldy. He heard that Kobe had gone to other places. He originally planned to quit the All-Star due to an old injury.But officials hope that the hottest star in the league will come to cheer New Orleans, so he still came to Desert City.

It’s coming, but Kobe’s team expressed their attitude in advance, only making a symbolic appearance, and leaving the big drama to others.

Since he didn't need to play too long in the game, Kobe went to Desert City to mainly participate in business activities.

I don't know where I went to be cool tonight. Wei Xia couldn't find anyone to play with, so he had to put on a mask and go out alone.

He went all the way south along Carter Avenue and arrived at the Mississippi River as wide as the Huangpu River.Standing on the embankment, gusts of wind and the sound of the yellow river beating against the embankment kept hitting his eardrums. In the distance, the famous Pontchard Leon Bridge flew in the air, occasionally a few gulls passed by, and a giant ship full of logs rumbled past in front of him, heading for the wider Gulf of Mexico. Such a scene makes one have to feel the gift of the Creator to this city.

"It's just broken."

Wei Xia once again said that the dikes here are so simple that they have never seen it before. There are no guardrails and any warning facilities, which can be considered as American informality, but how to explain the cracks and holes that can be seen everywhere on the dikes?
After the disaster more than two years ago, the poor quality of the levee was an important fault that the Democratic Party accused the government of afterward. After two years, if this is the result of improvement, he couldn't help but sweat about the future of New Orleans.

Sure enough, it is a free country, and even dilapidated cities have the right to exist freely in the United States.

Even when 50% of the lot is dilapidated like it has experienced an alien invasion, in the dead of night, New Orleans nightclubs are still full of fireworks.

The carnival continued, as if thanking God for the hurricane that came to their door and let them regain their freedom.

They firmly believed that the hurricane had blown away all the evil dirt in New Orleans.

Wei Xia really has nowhere to go.

When he entered the nightclub, because he was wearing a mask, the bartender at most expressed surprise at his height and strong figure, and asked by the way, "Do you play American football?"

"Of course, I'm the best quarterback in California." Wei Xia opened his mouth and came.

People who have been with Kobe for a long time will be like this, long live the understanding.

The bartender didn't believe his boast of being the best quarterback in California.

reason?Of course, it has nothing to do with discrimination. Wei Xia is so strong, and he looks like a meat bag to escort the quarterback forward. It is estimated that his brain is full of muscles. What kind of quarterback is he? If it is not for his generous shots, the bartender will expose him.

There are TVs above the nightclub, playing the news at random.

Generally, few customers care about what content is on the TV.

Individual viewers will ask to change the channel, and the bartender usually will not refuse.

"Stop playing the promotional video of the All-Star Weekend on a loop! Don't be annoying! Isn't it just a group of multi-millionaires on vacation!"

This fan friend may not know that the multimillionaires who come here for "vacation" would rather die in their own homes during the All-Star weekend than come to this deserted city for vacation.

The bartender complied with his wish and changed the table.

Actually switched to ESPN.

"The All-Star weekend is just around the corner. In addition to enjoying the holidays, some non-star players voluntarily gave up their holidays and chose to speak out for the displaced refugees on the African continent."

Andre Bogut, the leading insider of the Milwaukee Bucks, held up a protest plaque. He didn't know where he came from, and he asked China to invest more humanistic care in Sudan, otherwise he would refuse to participate in the Beijing Olympics.

Then, Weixia's various responses to the Sudanese issue were shown on TV.

"I do not care."

"What does what happens there have anything to do with my game?"

Silence, arrogant silence.

A black man in the nightclub yelled: "This Chinese guy is really bad!"

The companion next to him reminded: "He is an American."

"Not soon! I'm sure China will give him a lot of money! He sold his soul for money, this guy has no idea what terrible things happened in Sudan!"

He kept complaining, as if he had witnessed the tragedy in Sudan.

Wei Xia wanted to say a few words for himself, but he didn't say it.

Because it doesn't make sense.

Ordinary people who are sensitive to international facts mostly get information from their own media.They have no reason not to believe the reports of their own media.

If Wei Xia hadn't witnessed the countless selective reports of the mycoplasma and the n times of taking him out of context in this incident, he would not have gone to the bottom line.

He knew the truth, and he knew how to win the public's favor, but he just didn't want to.

Wei Xia raised his glass to the black man who spoke ill of him: "That's right, Wish is an idiot!"

"Money-loving idiot!" added the Negro.

Wei Xia chuckled and filled out a check at the bartender.

The bartender found that Wei Xia paid twice the bill, such a wealthy guest was either rich or expensive.He looked at the check left by the other party, which read: Wish.

(End of this chapter)

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