My American magical life
Chapter 193 - 193 75 The Wonderful Time Together

193: Chapter 75 The Wonderful Time Together 193: Chapter 75 The Wonderful Time Together The Sound of Silence, a song made for the chaotic yet idealistic America of the sixties.

Its content seems deceptively simple, like an old friend chatting.

But the value it conveys is never simple.

It reflects the confusion of the era, the longing for a better tomorrow, and the aspiration for a world of racial equality and freedom…

Lisa and the raven-haired rich lady get along well, but in many details, they differ greatly.

Is it because their personalities complement each other?

That’s probably why they’ve become such great friends.

Just like tonight, when Lisa saw those discriminatory comments in Cheng Daqi’s live broadcast room, she didn’t opt for ridicule like Temir; instead, she responded with a song.

She hoped for a better world, where people of different races could truly love one another as family.

Cheng Daqi and Zhao Hongjin sat together, quietly listening to Lisa’s singing.

“She’s amazing, although I don’t know her well yet, I already like her a lot, Daqi.”

Zhao covered her mouth with her right hand and whispered this to Cheng Daqi.

Yes, she’s beautiful, holds such upright values that they are humbling, and even her singing is so pleasant to hear.

A blonde white girl like her, even other girls would fall for her.

Temir is one example.

As Lisa’s best friend, the raven-haired rich lady always wants to turn her and possess her fiercely.

“Trust me, you’ll like her even more once you get to know her.”

Cheng Daqi, controlling the camera for the live broadcast, responded with a smile.

Lisa has an unpolished innocence about the world, coupled with wise kindness.

This girl works professionally, lives beautifully, and is liked by everyone around her.

“But I’m looking forward to seeing her dance even more.

I arrived too late just now and missed her dancing; I’ve only heard your praises.”

Zhao appreciates the beauty of things and people from the bottom of her heart.

Cheng Daqi nodded but didn’t speak.

Temir, seeing the interaction between Cheng Daqi and Zhao Hongjin, discreetly applauded for Lisa’s performance, then stood up from her seat.

Under the puzzled gazes of everyone, the raven-haired rich lady pulled Lisa over and planted a kiss on her fair cheek.

“Honey, you’re always the most beautiful one, but unfortunately, you’re still a bit behind me.”

Lisa rolled her eyes; she knew the raven-haired rich lady’s competitive spirit had kicked in again.

“Cut it out, here you go.”

Passing the microphone to Temir, Lisa took the seat Temir had vacated.

“Was this planned?”

Zhao Hongjin asked Cheng Daqi.

Shrugging his shoulders, Cheng Daqi replied with a smile.

“Life should always have surprises.

Mi’er probably wants to hear some applause too.”

The raven-haired rich lady took a deep breath, glanced at Cheng Daqi, then winked at Lisa.

Girl, I’m about to one-up you.

“Klemmena filia, I haven’t sung it for a long time.

If I don’t sing well, please don’t laugh at me.”

Temir feigned modesty with a feint, playing the weakling.

Mouth: I haven’t sung for a long time, don’t laugh.

Reality: This is a Greek song, one that she excels at.

Let me give you a little taste of mezzo-soprano splendor.

The soothing piano prelude put everyone into a tranquil mood.

Cheng Daqi noticed Temir’s gaze toward him, but he just nodded, encouraging her to sing boldly.

Seeing that the clueless entrepreneur she backed hadn’t picked up on her cue, the raven-haired rich lady humphed softly.

“…

κούς φωνές που σου μιλούν,

και ψέμματα σου λένε,

αχ κοίτα λίγο πλάι σου,

δυο μάτια αλήθεια λένε.

…”

“Can you understand it?”

Kernor asked Riel and Scott, who were deeply immersed, puzzled.

“Of course not, it seems like Latin.”

Scott replied, and Riel nodded in agreement.

In fact, they were mistaken; Temir was singing in Greek, and although Greek and Latin share a common root, there are differences.

“If you can’t understand, then why do you look so enraptured?”

The chunky man asked soul-searchingly.

Riel glanced at the black-skinned potato disdainfully without saying much.

Wasting words on someone with no sense of aesthetics was a waste of life.

“The beauty of music transcends language.

Now, Cole, stop talking and just listen.”

Out of friendship, Scott brushed Cole off.

Even though his life was bleak, the blond-haired veteran once barely qualified as middle-class, and he had aspirations.

For instance, spending a gorgeous night listening to beautiful girls sing with friends.

What a delightful time it was.

So, Cole, please stop talking now.

They were friends, but that didn’t prevent Scott from wishing Cole would keep quiet for the moment.

“Didn’t you grasp what she’s singing about?”

Asked the same question, Lisa to Cheng Daqi sounded different.

Seeing Cheng Daqi nod with a wry smile, the blonde white girl started to explain.

“Mi’er’s family was originally Greek; she has a fondness for Greek music.”

Noticing Lisa had stopped midsentence, Cheng Daqi looked at her confused.

Why stop talking?

“Actually, emmmm, I don’t understand Greek either.”

Lisa replied, a shade of red tinting her cheeks.

Well, this girl isn’t exactly well-versed either.

Cheng Daqi glanced at the live stream and noticed that the audience had started picking their favorite.

‘The first one is the most beautiful; you can’t go wrong with someone who looks, dances, and sings beautifully, a perfect bride to take home, let her sing during the day, dance at night.’