don't call me singer

Chapter 1907 The three Baltic countries actively saving themselves

Gu Xiaobai's time travel changed many things, but there were so many people's fates that he couldn't change.

The power of human beings, even the power of people like Gu Xiaobai, is still so feeble in the face of time.

Gu Xiaobai stood in front of "Louise Dorothea of ​​Prussia" for a long time before he sighed softly and planned to move on to the next painting.

"Sir, I have a question, I don't know if I can ask it." Beside, the curator hesitated to speak.

"Please tell me." Gu Xiaobai said, he was actually very grateful to the curator for giving him the time and space just now.

"Sir, look at her eyes, do you know her?"

"Huh?" Gu Xiaobai was a little surprised.

It was the first time he met someone asking him such a question.

Obviously this is a person from 300 years ago, why would the curator think he would know her?

"Your look at her expression is completely different from that of other people... Your expression makes me think that your soul is connected with her, although I don't know why."

Gu Xiaobai turned his head to look at the curator next to him, but he didn't know whether he encountered a magic stick or what.

"Actually, I'm not a historian. I'm an anthropologist, sir. I specialize in the study of people." The curator saw Gu Xiaobai's doubts, and said:
"But I am also a Dane, a descendant of the Vikings. Many of my opinions are actually not accepted and recognized by everyone. For example, I always believe that 'all things have spirits'. Death is not everything, nor does it represent everything. Things disappear, as our Viking ancestors believed, and their souls return to 'Valhalla'...so, even the ancient dead still have a deep connection to this world, Will appear in your life, whether in a dream or whatever."

"I have always believed that there are things in this world that transcend time and become eternal existence. Even if we don't understand it now, they must exist, but I am still looking for evidence that can convince others."

"You don't know how suffocating it is for me to stay in this building. My favorite thing is to search for the frozen past in the wilderness of Siberia. You don't know how many miracles I have seen. I I have seen frozen baby elephants blinking in the ice, and heard the wailing of mammoth herds in the wilderness. I am unwilling to explain them with cold scientific theories. They exist, and they must exist..."

Speaking of this, the curator looked at Gu Xiaobai's expression as if he didn't believe it, and asked, "Sir, do you think all things have spirits?"

"This..." Gu Xiaobai was stumped.

As a physicist, he didn't agree with this idea, but everything he encountered while traveling made it difficult for him to completely deny it.

"I don't know if everything has animism, but I, like you, believe that some things will transcend time and even become eternal existence. I am also trying to understand it and find the reason for its existence." Gu Xiaobai said .

What Gu Xiaobai said is actually completely different from that of the curator. The way of thinking of the two people is actually completely different, but they have reached a certain unity on the same thing. The way the curator looked at Gu Xiaobai, in the previous reverence, There is also a touch of kindness.

It is very difficult for a person with a few theories to find someone who understands him.

And this person is a rising star, destined to illuminate the entire human world.

"You are very wise, sir, the wisest man I have ever met."

Gu Xiaobai didn't speak any more.

He has been praised by countless people in his life.

Some praised his intelligence, some praised his genius, but this was the first time someone praised his wisdom.

Still a guy who looks a bit like a magic stick.

He didn't know whether to be happy or not.

When they came to "The Rhapsody of the Oriental Musician and the Lady", Gu Xiaobai looked up at the picture, and subconsciously smiled.

He never expected that he left a portrait in ancient times.

Even survived to modern times.

The torrent of time may wash away a lot, but it will also leave a lot.

Next to him, the curator looked at him, then at the portrait, and said, "Sir, no wonder you have an old soul, you must have been to Valhalla! Maybe the person in this portrait is yours." Past life!"

In front of this portrait, the largest number of onlookers looked at Gu Xiaobai eagerly, comparing Gu Xiaobai with the person in the portrait.

It's so, so much alike.

What the hell, why is that piano exactly the same!
Someone took out his mobile phone, "click click", and took a picture of Gu Xiaobai standing in front of this picture.

Standing in front of the portrait, Gu Xiaobai took a deep breath.

Chasing the trail of the little moth actually made him very tired. After 40 years, everything has been blurred.

The more you search, the more powerless you feel.

But now, seeing the portraits, he felt reinvigorated.

If so many clues can still be seen after 300 years, then there is no reason why he can't find the little moth.

What's more, she stirred up so many turmoil in Europe and affected so many things.

Moreover, he also knew where he should look for it.

"Thank you, Mr. Curator." Gu Xiaobai said to the curator: "Thank you for your guide, and thank you for allowing me to see these paintings. I should go now..."

"It's our honor, sir." said the curator.

"Do you think it's my reincarnation?" Before Gu Xiaobai left, he turned his head to look at the painting again, "Why don't you imagine it a little more boldly?"

The curator frowned suspiciously.

Thinking boldly?
and many more……

Is it...

No way!
If it was someone else, they would definitely feel that Gu Xiaobai was joking, but the curator is originally a person who holds a very niche view.

He opened his mouth suddenly, and looked at Gu Xiaobai's back.

Perhaps, the "eternal existence" he was looking for was right in front of him.

It's just that he has no chance to prove it.

Gu Xiaobai strode forward, and the backpack "Yun Zhongjun" stepped forward silently, covering Gu Xiaobai's whole body, and flew out of the hall with Gu Xiaobai, and there was a "boom" outside the hall. With a ringing sound, Feijian led Gu Xiaobai straight into the sky like a ray of white light.

In the sky that was cut by Gu Xiaobai before, the dark clouds have closed up again.

At this time, when the flying sword flew over, the clouds in the sky were split open again.

The sun, as if through the drawn curtains, projected down again, covering half of the city of Copenhagen.

Feather-like snow fell with the sun.

On the steps, the curator and the audience queuing up looked up at the heavy snow falling under the bright sun, and were dumbfounded.

After a long time, someone said with emotion:
"Is this the high-altitude cold current snowfall?"

Heavy snow and clear sunlight, such contradictory things appearing at the same time, is indeed Gu Xiaobai's favorite weather.

So poetic and beautiful.

A snowflake fell on the tip of the curator's nose, and he shivered, it was so cold.

The heavy snow in the sun is so beautiful, but if it keeps falling, it is not beautiful at all.

Riga city.

In the building where the Alekena company was located, Bartosche huddled in his seat, shivering from the cold.

His thermos full of Turkish coffee was already empty, and the emergency lights in the hall were all but one, which was slowly dimming.

In the basement, the roar of the backup generator was also slowly fading away.

As the reserves of fuel are gradually depleted, the entire building is gradually losing power.

Now most of the entire floor has stopped power supply, and only a few companies such as Alekena Company on the top floor are still supplying power.

For this, they are paying extremely expensive electricity bills.

But no matter how much money they spend, no one will be able to transport the oil.

If this continues, I am afraid that even the power supply will not last long.

The hall on the first floor is not well airtight. Now the door is almost buried by the blizzard, and Bartosche feels as if he is buried in the ice.

Bartoszhe's radio, almost out of power, had a deep, hoarse voice, with occasional hissing sounds.

On the radio, the announcer who has been broadcasting the news is also full of fatigue, without the slightest vitality.

There has been no good news for several hours, and Bartoshe huddled here, worried about his wife and children at home at first, but now his brain is not turning much.

At this moment, the doors of the only working elevator in the building opened, and Bartoscher heard a voice, and then a strong arm grabbed him:

"My God, Bartoscher, why are you still here! You're almost frozen, come up with me!"

Bartoscher opened his eyes, looked at Alekna in front of him, shook his head and said, "I...I'm still on duty, sir...I..."

"Let's go, no one can come in, not even God! Come with us, the elevator will stop running soon!" Alekna dragged Bartosche into the elevator.

The elevator was moving upward unsteadily, and seemed to be much slower than usual.

Alekner looked at the floor chart of the elevator with some worry, and he was relieved until the elevator finally reached the top floor with a "ding".

The elevator door opened, and Bartoscher's eyes widened suddenly, and he said to Alekner, "Sir, it is illegal to start a fire in the building..."

"Someone came to sanction me!" Alekner said.

In the corner of the hall rented by Alekena, there was a huge metal trash can. In the trash can, documents were burning.

Next to it, someone was splitting up the wooden furniture and throwing small pieces into the trash can.

Bartoscher even saw the manager of the building, squatting beside the trash, and fell silent.

The raging fire blackened the ceiling, but it also made the air here much warmer than below.

It's just that the air is a bit choking.

But who can fault so much?
In fact, almost every household in the three Baltic countries has returned to this primitive means of heating.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will really freeze to death.

"Sir, what happened to what I asked you to do?" Bartoscher squatted beside the flames, and after a while he calmed down, then raised his head and asked Alekna.

"Oh..." Alexa sighed.

On the Internet, on the JOOZ page, the number of purchases from the three Baltic countries has exceeded 1200 million.

In other words, on average, every resident of the three Baltic countries has purchased more than 4 copies of Gu Xiaobai's album.

Of course, considering that at least 90% of people are disconnected from the Internet, these 1200 million purchases were made by a large number of people in the three Baltic countries overseas and a small number of people who can access the Internet. Maybe everyone bought 10 copies. servings or more.

However, the number has already been reached, and the progress bar has also run out, but the heavy snow did not stop.

Below, countless people are commenting and scolding.

"Why? Why hasn't the snow stopped?"

"Gu Xiaobai is a liar! He just tricked us into buying his album!"

"Damn routine, we have all been deceived!"

On the top floor of the building, Bartoscher was cooking by the fire, and asked Alekna in disappointment: "Why, why hasn't the snow stopped?"

"Because you didn't do everything." A voice came from the side.

Alekner turned his head, and saw Wang Yida who was wrapped in a thick down jacket with an expression of seeing through the truth.

It would have been more convincing if he hadn't been trembling when he spoke.

Moreover, this guy grew up in the tropics, so he was freezing right now, he took off Alekna's down jacket, and was shivering from the cold.

"Have you forgotten the other two conditions?"

Alekna was taken aback.

Then suddenly.

Buying 1000 million copies is only one of the three conditions, and there are two other conditions.

Withdraw sanctions and formally apologize.

"You have done everything you should do, but if your government is still obsessed with it, I'm afraid you will have to bear the price." Wang Yida shrugged, "Isn't this the government you elected yourself? Can you blame others? ?"

"But, if we really do it, will the snow really stop?" Alekna was taken aback.

"As far as I know, someone will do what he says."

What do you understand?Who are you.

Even though he was threatened by these two people to do a lot of bad things and was tied to a pirate ship, Alekena still felt that way.

The words of these two bad and oily guys are not reliable at all.

"Anyway, I wish you good luck and happy cooperation..." Wang Yida shrugged, "The person who picked me up is here, I have to go back first... This damn place is too cold!"

Wang Yida walked towards the rooftop, but before opening the door, he turned back and looked at Alekna: "Are you coming? I can take you and your family out of here."

Alekna hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head.

"Then goodbye." Wang Yida waved his hand and strode out.

On the rooftop, a huge black shadow slowly descended. The black shadow even blocked the nearby wind and snow, calming down the rooftop.

Alekhna stared dumbfounded at the gigantic black shape, its swaying wings and tail fin.

Suddenly realized something.

Maybe these guys really know Gu Xiaobai better than he imagined!

The humpback whale disappeared into the heavy snow, Alekna closed the door, turned his head, and saw the satellite phone with the last bit of battery.

Suddenly, I felt that maybe I should do something.

Who else can do it except yourself?
A call came in from the radio station that was constantly broadcasting information.

"My name is Alekna, and I'm stuck on the top floor of a building, using my last battery to make this call. After this call, I may not have time to contact my family anymore, but I have to... "

"I can't think of any other way to tell more people what I think."

"Our government has done something it shouldn't have done, now is the time to apologize and redeem..."

(End of this chapter)