This top guy is crazy!

At about 7:30, the bus started slowly. Looking at the street scene gradually receding outside the window, Zhang Jun took a deep breath and replied to his sister's message:
"Sister, I've already left and got on the bus to Gaza."

My sister immediately replied:

"Brother, remember to take more pictures, I'll post them on WeChat Moments!"

Zhang Jun: “Okay!”

The car drove for two hours and stopped once for passengers to use the toilet and rest. Finally, at half past nine, the bus arrived at the Rafah Port.

Next, it is another 11 kilometers from the Rafah port in Egypt to the Rafah border in Gaza.

But after arriving at the Rafah port, the bus stopped because the Hebrews had to conduct a safety check on every bus.

At this time, Zhang Jun realized that the Gaza Strip was still under Hebrew military control.

What follows is an endless and long wait.

Because there were more than 100,000 people entering Gaza this time, and there were two to three thousand buses, the Hebrews had to check all the buses.

The bus Zhang Jun was on was not the first car in the line, but just one of thousands of them.

At this time, it is September in Egypt, and the average daily maximum temperature can reach 34℃.

Plus, it was almost noon and the temperature was rising again.

Because there were so many people on the bus, the air was extremely stuffy, and even breathing seemed to become difficult.

Sweat seeps out inadvertently, and the sticky feeling makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

In addition, there were many foreigners in the car, and the smell of body odor, smoke, body odor, and perfume mixed together, as well as all kinds of noisy noises and endless waiting, made people particularly restless.

Zhang Jun also frequently looked forward through the car window, wanting to see when it would be his car's turn.

But he could see no Hebrews at all.

Zhang Jun could only scroll through his phone out of boredom. Luckily, he brought a power bank with him, which would last until the concert ended and he returned to the hotel. However, the poor network conditions made him even more irritated.

If we keep waiting like this, when will the wait end?
Also, were the Hebrews deliberately stalling for time?
You just don't want the concert to take place?

Zhang Jun felt that given the shamelessness of the Hebrews, this possibility might be possible.

He couldn't help but worry.

As the days passed like years, time passed by minute by minute. Finally, after waiting for more than an hour, the Hebrews finally appeared in Zhang Jun's sight. They were fully armed and stood out in the crowd.

After waiting for another ten minutes, Zhang Jun suddenly heard a noisy sound.

Then he saw that there seemed to be a conflict on a bus in front of him. The Hebrews were shouting incomprehensible words and holding guns, looking particularly scary.

Zhang Jun was frightened instantly, and his heart was suddenly in his throat. He felt that the situation he was most worried about had happened.

But soon, after a while, soldiers from the peacekeeping force rushed up and seemed to be negotiating with the Hebrews.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, the Hebrews put down their guns, and it seemed that the negotiations were over.

Not long after, a soldier from the peacekeeping force came up to the car and said:
"I want to remind you again! No matter what happens, do not get into conflict with the Hebrews. Try to cooperate with any requests they make. Safety is the top priority."

Zhang Jun joined Tian Xia’s group, which was attending the Gaza concert.

In the group, he learned what had just happened. It turned out that the Hebrews wanted to search a Serbian, but the Serbian stood up while shouting "human rights", "democracy", "civilization" and so on, which angered the Hebrews. At that time, the bullets were loaded and they were just about to pull the trigger.

The older brother in the group was complaining:
"The Hebrews really don't even take the Serbians seriously."

"Yilin: "As long as Serbian citizens are killed abroad, we will go to war."

"These lunatics are really crazy. I was in the car and I was frightened to death. Fortunately, the peacekeepers arrived quickly, otherwise they would have really opened fire. The Serbians are still talking about human rights!"

“I have to say, the Serbians are really brave!”

"It's better to be timid. I just want to watch the concert and go home."

"Me too. If it wasn't for Cheng Cheng, I really wouldn't have come!"

Zhang Jun also wiped a cold sweat. If a bloody conflict really happened, the concert might not be able to go on.

They were chatting in the group like this, and finally, around eleven o'clock, the Hebrews searched their car. There were two Hebrews searching them, one was of burly build and had a full beard, and the other was of medium build but had a gloomy face.

The two men first glanced around with guns in hand, then one of them walked to the driver's seat and pulled off the lid of the storage rack above the driver's head, causing the sundries inside to scatter all over the floor.

Just as the driver was about to speak, the bearded Hebrew immediately pointed the gun at him and glared at him viciously. The driver was so scared that he quickly shut his mouth.

Seeing that there was no problem, they began to search the passengers again.

The whole car was silent.

Zhang Jun just felt cold sweat all over his body.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at them. He could only hear the sound of them walking in the carriage and checking the passengers' luggage bags one by one.

He was afraid that the two Hebrew soldiers would look at him.

Finally, the Hebrews checked on him.

Zhang Jun saw a pair of military leather shoes coming towards him.

A black rifle appeared in his sight.

Above my head, a person was breathing.

Zhang Jun's heart was in his throat, and he quickly opened his luggage bag. The Hebrew soldiers poured out all the snacks, drinking water, tissues, headphones, documents and other items inside, and even stepped on them.

Then, he picked up the ID again, lifted Zhang Jun's head roughly, compared it with the photo on the ID, looked at him suspiciously for several times, patted his body, touched his shirt pocket to his trouser pocket, and checked his whole body.

Zhang Jun suppressed the fear in his heart and dared not move.

After a lot of trouble, the Hebrews did not find anything illegal, nor did they find any suspicious people, and they did not encounter any obstacles, so they walked out of the car with a swagger.

After the Hebrews got off the car, everyone in the car seemed to have regained their breathing function. They all breathed a sigh of relief, and some even started crying quietly.

Zhang Jun silently picked up his things, feeling like he had survived a disaster.

Another hour later, the bus finally started moving and officially began to cross the border.

Eleven kilometers, normally, is only a ten-minute drive.

But we stopped and started along the way. The Hebrews kept checking us, and the peacekeeping troops went to negotiate with us many times. It took us more than an hour to drive 11 kilometers.

Finally, at around twelve o'clock, the bus finally entered the Gaza Strip.

Looking at the ruins outside the window, Zhang Jun felt that he could not speak. He was so suffocated. Outside the car window, there were ruins one after another. The high-rise buildings were now only shaky frames. The walls were covered with bullet holes. The streets were filled with broken bricks and rubble. There were traces of bombing everywhere.

Zhang Jun had only seen these scenes in the news and movies.

At this moment, it appeared so vividly before his eyes.

It made him feel that the world was so divided and varied.

It's so full of absurdity.

He didn't know which one was real, his bustling, prosperous hometown or the ruins and scorched earth before him, and which one was the mainstream of the world.

As the bus moved slowly forward, Zhang Jun saw groups of ragged refugees again.

Some of them were sitting on the street, some were in makeshift tents packed with injured people, and some were standing in the ruins. At this moment, they were all watching the buses slowly passing by one after another, and the bright and beautiful passengers in the buses.

At this time, Zhang Jun had a brief eye contact with a little boy.

He sat in the car and looked at the little boy through the window;
The little boy stood outside the car, looking up at him intently.

The little boy had a bandage on his head with blood seeping out. He was leaning on a simple crutch in his hand. His face was dirty and he looked a little thin due to malnutrition.

Zhang Jun stared at the little boy for a while, but the bus passed by and the little boy was left behind, and Zhang Jun could no longer see him.

At this time, Zhang Jun finally understood the significance of the Gaza concert.

It is not a concert that is famous because of the participation of hundreds of international top singers, nor is it destined to be famous and recorded in history because it was initiated by Cheng Cheng. Its significance comes from its purpose. It was born to save Gaza! It is for peace, for justice, for life, and for humanity!
The purpose of his coming here is not just to relax, escape, relieve stress, listen to music, meet stars, and witness a great concert, but to contribute to peace together with all people of goodwill, so that the seeds of hope can take root and sprout again in this land.

Inside the bus, the other passengers also fell silent. You could hear a pin drop in the carriage. It seemed that everyone was shocked by the scene in Gaza.

No matter how much you read about the evil deeds of the Hebrews in the news, it is better to see it in person.

Look at the bombed-out buildings, schools, hospitals, the shut-down cities, the starving refugees.

This cannot be concealed at all!

This is also what the Hebrews did not want the world to see before.

After more than ten minutes, we finally arrived at the venue of the Gaza concert.

Zhang Jun couldn't wait to look out of the car window, and finally saw this simple concert venue that had been built in two months.

The venue was open-air and built on a ruin.

There are broken walls and ruins all around, but this concert venue is the only one standing intact.

This strong sense of contrast unexpectedly adds a bit of vitality to this land.

The overall style of the concert venue is minimalist, industrial, rough, cold, and geometrically beautiful, which is the style of the Great Soviet period. It is an irregular circle, and the exterior walls are made of simple metal plates spliced ​​together. There are still scratches left on the metal plates during construction.

Like twisted steel bars sticking out from the ruins.

There is a sculpture right in front of the venue.

He is made of twisted and deformed metal.

But it can be seen that this is a man who has committed self-immolation. The flames have devoured half of his body, but his face is very calm, as if he feels no pain, and he seems to be shouting something.

Looking at this sculpture, Zhang Jun felt a sense of tragedy.

Surrounding the venue was a temporary cordon.

Countless peacekeeping troops are heavily guarding the area to prevent any accidents from happening.

Outside the line, there are groups of local Gaza children looking here.

In fact, local refugees from Gaza also attended the Gaza concert. Cheng Cheng gave them 5,000 free tickets, while other Gazans could watch from outside the venue.

Because the venue is open-air, you can see the stage from a high point, but the view will not be that clear.

After getting off the car, Zhang Jun was still waiting to enter.

He held the concert ticket in his hand. His ticket was the cheapest and was in the tenth row from the bottom in the stands.

While waiting, concert staff pushed food carts and started distributing lunch.

Everyone's lunch was a plate of mushroom and chicken rice, a bottle of mineral water and a bottle of milk.

When receiving his lunch, Zhang Jun was sighing with emotion that the organizers were really smart for giving out chicken because chicken is the most common meat in the world and is rarely eaten. For example, if it were beef, some Indians would not eat it, and if it were pork, people of certain faiths would not eat it. Chicken is more convenient, and there is almost no religion that says it does not eat chicken.

The organizers were also very generous and provided free lunch.

After all, his concert tickets are less than four hundred, which is really super affordable.

After lunch and waiting for a long time, Zhang Jun finally entered the concert venue.

He looked around and saw a banner on the stage that read:

Save lives - LIVE AID, for peace, for Gaza.

At this time, it was already half past two, and there was only half an hour left before the concert began.

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Behind the scenes of the concert, the general director of the Gaza concert quietly walked to Cheng Cheng, who was resting with his eyes closed, and whispered:
"Boss Cheng, the concert will start in 25 minutes. Everything is ready. The stage, sound system, and lighting have been checked repeatedly to ensure everything is in perfect condition. The band and dancers are also waiting backstage."

“The spectators also passed through the Rafah border crossing safely without any incident.”

When he said this, the general manager couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Cheng Cheng nodded.

Early this morning, he used the secret talisman of good fortune.

But the concert hasn't started yet, and greater challenges are yet to come. Due to the particularity of the Gaza concert, all singers and all songs have not had centralized rehearsals, which means that unexpected situations may occur at any stage during the performance.

There are still unknowns regarding the singers' tacit coordination, control of rhythm, and collaboration with the band and dancers.

Cheng Cheng asked:

“Are you ready for live broadcast? Are the TV signals from 167 countries and regions around the world connected?”

The general director said: "The live broadcast has begun, and the TV signals from 167 countries and regions around the world have also been stably connected."

"Okay." Cheng Cheng stood up, looked at the increasing points on the virtual panel, and said, "The last twenty minutes, let's count together." (End of this chapter)