Chapter 2313 Gotham Music Festival (Twenty-Six)

Clark explained this to Hal as briefly as possible. He said, "Since I met Professor Schiller, I realized that people's mental pain is usually more severe than their physical pain, and their minds need more help than their bodies. If it is not necessary, do not use any means to add emotional pressure to them, otherwise it is very likely to have irreversible consequences."

"If they are still determined, then even if we only assist them from the side, we can make progress. If they collapse due to excessive pressure, then no matter how much we help, it will still be useless."

"And the human mind is more fragile than we think, so if they show resistance, we may need to slow down our attitude instead of forcing them to do anything."

"During the day, I felt that although Oliver was in pain, he was still rational. He did not collapse or give up on himself, so I believe that he came here to reverse the situation, not to commit suicide."

" In this case, it is better for us to watch from the side and silently provide help. Rashly rushing up will disrupt his plan and easily make his mentality go wrong. What do you think? "

Hal sat on the ground against the wall. He didn't look at Clark, but stared at the sea and said, "You have become mature, Clark. I still vaguely remember when you first arrived in Mexico, you wanted to rush up and beat all those people away like crazy."

Clark shrugged and laughed. He also sat next to Hal and said, "Who doesn't have an impulse? Didn't you get carried away at that time? If Oliver hadn't stopped us, we would have spent all our time fighting with the drug lord's bodyguards. "

Both of them fell silent, sitting outside the waiting room of the dock, blowing the sea breeze and watching the waves, watching the mysterious Atlantis coming from the distant skyline, the sea water rippled at the stern, and the white trace formed when it spread out was like a huge seagull.

"Wait." Hal seemed to suddenly remember something, and he said: "Just now I saw someone in the waiting room, he may know what happened to Oliver."

"Who?"

"Tupac, the rapper from California like Oliver."

"But didn't Oliver say he didn't know him?"

Hal got up from the ground, clapped his hands, straightened his slightly wrinkled suit pants and said: "Yes, they may not have known each other before, but don't forget what Oliver revealed in his words. He wanted to know him, and he was facing a big trouble."

Clark also stood up and said: "That's right, when people are facing great pressure, they don't have the interest to chat. Although Oliver seems very relaxed, his nerves must be very tense. Every word he says at this time is useful."

After speaking, Clark was about to turn around and walk into the waiting room, but Hal stopped him, and after thinking about it, he said: "I remember Tupac is facing some troubles now."

Clark then recalled that the guests who appeared here without tickets were because they were facing some unsolvable troubles, so they wanted to get on the ship to fight for their lives.

Tupac's presence here proves that he is also facing troubles. If we tell him about Oliver at this time, will it also add unnecessary pressure to him?

But at this time, Hal had already walked past Clark and said, "Oliver is unwilling to tell us about the troubles he is facing. He may think that we can't solve it. The fact is that it may be so. We all know that he is walking on the edge of a cliff. No one can guarantee that he has such earth-shaking power to fill this big hole."

"But the troubles Tupac faces may be much simpler. He is just a rapper. I heard that he had conflicts with some rap teams on the East Coast before. This kind of trouble is a piece of cake for us. We can completely help him solve the troubles and then understand what Oliver is all about from him."

Clark obviously thought it made sense. The two of them walked back to the waiting room together and saw Tupac huddled in the corner of the room.

He was a black man who was not tall and strong, and was even thinner than most of his peers. Without the glittering gold chains, the earrings and nails everywhere, and the gang rap gestures, he looked like an ordinary black guy, squatting in the corner in silence, and no one even recognized him as a big star.

Although the situation of black people in the United States was still not good in this era, world-class stars were still recognized. It was not to say that these people in the upper class were not vain. If they found that there was a West Coast rap king here, they would definitely rush over to take a photo with him.

When Hal first discovered his dress, he thought that he might not want to attract attention, so the two did not make a big fanfare, but quietly walked past the wall.

Hal lowered his voice and called Tupac. The black youth turned his head in surprise and found that it was two people he didn't know. He retracted his gaze, sighed and said, "Okay, it's me, don't call out, autographs and photos are fine."

Apparently Tupac treated them as fans, but Hal was somewhat surprised that he had a very good attitude and did not speak in a sarcastic tone like many people stereotyped rappers. His tone was not aggressive and could even be called gentle.

"Hello, we just saw you at the other end of the room. Are you also a tourist on the boat?" Clark chose to stand at the same angle as Hal instead of coming to the other side of Tupac. He knew that might make people feel very stressed. After all, he and Hal were both strong. Two white people sandwiching a black man in the middle would easily cause their stress response.

Tupac waved his hand and said, "It's too hot in the middle. I'll stay here for a while. You probably won't see me on the boat."

Obviously he thought Clark and Hal were tourists who bought tickets to board the boat and were not the same kind of people as him. Although this was indeed the case, Clark and Hal could see that he was absent-minded and wanted to perfunctory.

"Well, we wanted to talk to you."

As soon as this sentence came out, the black youth immediately became alert. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Hal and said, "You are not my fans. Who are you? What do you want to see me for?"

Hal and Clark both thought that this kind of vigilance was normal. In this era, the separation between blacks and whites is still quite serious, and the anti-discrimination movement is not as legitimate as in later times. It can only be said that it has just started. Blacks are wary of whites, and whites are wary of blacks.

If we use a simple and vivid metaphor to describe the relationship between blacks and whites during this period, it is probably that whites are the owners of the house, and all the facilities in the house serve whites, including furniture, home appliances, and guns and ammunition. Blacks are tenants. Some of them can use these things, but most of them live a primitive life in modern society.

Once blacks and whites conflict, whites have absolute control over everything in the house. They can easily drive unwelcome tenants out of the house and then replace them with another group of more obedient ones.

So most blacks are avoiding conflicts with whites. Living in a warehouse is better than living in a house, and living in a house is better than being driven out. Many blacks think so.

So even if the medical, legal and security systems are not open to them, they still want to stay in a powerful and wealthy country as the tail of the phoenix. The vigorous anti-racism movement in people's impression is actually just because the radicals have a louder voice, which does not represent their large number, nor can it represent the collective will of the black race at that time.

In order not to irritate Tupac, Hal could only slow down his tone and said: "We have no ill intentions, but we didn't expect to see a star here, but more importantly, we heard one of our friends mentioned you."

Tupac was unmoved, and there was a trace of disgust on his face, but he seemed to be cautious and did not speak out.

Hal and Clark both felt helpless. Now they deeply experienced the disadvantages of racial discrimination. No matter what two white people said to a black person, it sounded like bullying.

Saying that you met a big star here sounds like a joke, and a more malicious interpretation is like saying, are you worthy of being a big star with your cowardly look?

And saying that a friend mentioned you seems to be mocking this friend's taste, actually going to listen to black rap.

Although what they both said were true and they had no ill intentions, the current era made it impossible for the two parties to communicate.

Clark clearly felt that Tupac's psychological pressure was increasing, and he was unwilling to continue like this. After all, if Tupac also went up to gamble his life, they would influence him like this and it would be very likely to pose a threat to him.

But at this moment, a young man wearing a baseball cap also slipped over from the wall. When he took off the cap, Hal and Clark found that he was another white man.

He wore a black T-shirt, gray sleeves, washed jeans that were a little bleached, a crew cut, and gun-gray earrings that were not high-profile. His skin was slightly red. He was the kind of ordinary white man that could be easily encountered on any street in the United States, and he was completely different from the rich people in the whole room.

"I have to say, there are so many people here, do you two have to stand here?" The white man glanced at Hal and Clark with a sharp look and said, "What's so special about this guy? Or are you plainclothes police?"

Although it sounded like he was mocking Tupac as a criminal, they could clearly hear that the white young man was here to rescue him.

This surprised Hal and Clark.

First of all, Hal and Clark are indeed two white people, but more importantly, they are also very strong among white people. Hal is better, with a strong and well-proportioned body, like a long-term fitness trainer, but Clark is more exaggerated. This kind of double-door muscular man often only appears in classical bodybuilding competitions. His thighs are almost thicker than Tupac's waist.

As we all know, fitness is not a cheap hobby, especially professional fitness. People with smooth but relatively small muscles may be manual workers, but those with big and hard muscles are definitely rich people.

Strong and rich white people are the most untouchable people in this country, because you don't even have the chance to beat him up, no matter if he is taking drugs or not, big muscles mean strong strength.

In the United States, where violent law enforcement is extremely common, the pressure brought by two such white strong men is very strong, because you never know whether he will hold you there and strangle you to death on the spot.

The Floyd case caused such a sensation because it happened too late. In the era before 2000, such cases could not be said to happen every week, but almost every day at the intersection of every black and white community, and no one even cared.

So this makes the behavior of this white youth standing up for black people look extremely shocking, even with some Gotham-style absurdity.

Tupac was obviously shocked. He raised one of his drooping eyes and looked at the white youth carefully, revealing an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"What's your name?" Hal asked.

"Call me Eminem."

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