When the flight began to tilt the wings and lower the altitude, Wei Xia on the plane was very worried about whether she could survive.

Wei Xia was sitting in the last row of the first class cabin, so she could clearly see the whole process of the plane hovering and descending, but the problem was that when the plane entered the low altitude and began to bump, he saw that there was clearly a boundless darkness below. At that moment, many terrible thoughts flashed through his mind: out of control, trek, emergency landing...

In fact, Wei Xia's concerns were redundant, or it was just a testament to his optimistic expectations of the size of the city. The plane landed smoothly at the airport, which was small and simple, about 20 miles from the center of the city, and there were no rich areas around the airport, no highways, and even no lights.

If you sit a lot of planes, you will have a rough impression of the city at night. Looking down at the big city from a night sky of thousands of meters, the gorgeous lights often look like a spider web with a huge light bulb attached: various lights in the center of the city are mixed together to form a dazzling and colorful light ball. Around the city, the lights like spider webs are brightly lit, surrounding the city, and then radiation generally extends to the distance.

But these impressions were all invalid for New Orleans, the city was like a handful of pearls on black velvet cloth. In a nearly round area, the lights were bright and even, and there was no center. It was like a scattered gems scattered on the land on the Mississippi River, Louisiana.

Outside this starry area, there is a complete darkness, and no road is seen stretching into the distance. New Orleans in the night sky is like a mysterious castle in the desert, unique and curious.

It takes about 20 minutes to get from the airport to the hotel. During these 20 minutes, the reconstruction degree of New Orleans has been reduced in Wei Xia's mind. There are wild grasses on the roadside, and abandoned houses in the grass appear and disappear from time to time. The traces of water soaking on the vicissitudes of wooden telephone poles are vaguely visible even on high-speed cars.

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

The only thing that made Wei Xia feel comfortable was the air here. 17 hours ago, the nasal cavity was still fighting against the cold and dry "angel body temperature", which suddenly changed to warm and moist, mixed with the warm air of the Mississippi River and the Gulf of Mexico, and even felt a sense of happiness that was unbearable.

Here is a typical subtropical marine climate. If you have to make a metaphor, the condition and quality of the air are similar to that of Miami or Florida.

It was not until the last two minutes of the drive that Wei Xia's familiar American city finally appeared. Skyscrapers, ancient European buildings, gray cement walls, and flashing neon lights. These views did not surprise him. The only thing that surprised me was that the time from entering the city center to arriving at the hotel was so short, it was only less than two minutes.

The official hotel for the All-Stars is an old building in 1931. The facilities are ancient, but very clean, and there is no trace of disaster. According to the waiter, when the hotel was rebuilt, all the furniture was not replaced, but was re-polished and painted, and it was renovated and did not destroy the remains of history.

It is indeed a free country, and even a broken city has the right to exist freely in the United States.

Even though 50% of the area is as dilapidated as if it has experienced an alien invasion, and entering the quiet moment of night, the nightclubs in New Orleans are still full of fireworks.

The carnival was endless, as if thanking God for the hurricane that brought them to their doors, which allowed them to get their freedom again.

They firmly believe that the hurricane blows away the evil dirt of New Orleans.

Wei Xia really has nowhere to go.

He went to the nightclub. Because he wore a mask on his face, the bartender was surprised at his height and strong figure at most, and asked by the way: "Do you play American football?"

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

This will happen to those who have been with Kobe for a long time. Long live the understanding.

The bartender was totally disbelief of him boasting about California's best quarterback.

Reason? Of course it has nothing to do with discrimination. Wei Xia is so strong that she is just a escort quarterback forward. She probably has muscles in her mind. What kind of quarterbacks are playing: if it weren't for seeing him being generous, the bartender would have exposed him.

There is a TV above the nightclub, and the news is played randomly.

Generally, no customers care about what content is placed on the TV.

Some viewers will ask for a change of the channel, and the bartender will usually not refuse.

"Stop playing the promotional videos of All-Star Weekend again! Are you upset! Isn't it just a group of millionaires coming for vacation!"

This fan friend may not know that the millionaires who come here to "vacation" would rather die at their home during the All-Star weekend than want to take a vacation in this deserted city.

The bartender fulfilled his wish and changed his station.

It actually changed to espn.

"All-star weekend is coming soon. In addition to enjoying holidays, some non-star players have voluntarily given up their holidays and chose to speak out for refugees who have no fixed place on the African continent."

The Milwaukee Bucks' head inside player Andre Bogut held up the plaque of protests. He didn't know where the big face came from, and actually asked China to invest more humanistic care in the Sudan area, otherwise he would refuse to participate in the Beijing Olympics.

Then, Wei Xia's various responses to the Sudan issue were released on TV.

"I don't care."

“What’s going on there has to do with my game?”

Silence, arrogant silence.

A black man in the nightclub cursed: "This Chinese guy is so bad!"

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

"It won't be soon! I'm sure China will give him a lot of money! He sold his soul for the sake of money. This guy had no idea what was terrible things happened in Sudan!"

He complained all the time, as if he had witnessed the tragedy that happened in Sudan with his own eyes.

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

Because it doesn't make sense.

Ordinary people who have a certain sensitivity to international facts mostly receive information from their own media. They have no reason not to believe in the reports of their own media.

If Wei Xia had not witnessed countless selective reports from the mold and took him out of context n times in this incident, he would not have gone to the bottom of it.

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

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

"Idiots who love money!" added the black man.

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