It has been two days since the Coachella Music Festival ended. After a long rest, Moonlight Girl, led by Zhou Yiyang, leisurely headed to her next destination - Las Vegas.
"Hello everyone, this is Good Morning America, and I'm your host, Jessica!"
The formally dressed female reporter said with a smile.
The Maca family is now crowded in front of the TV, and everyone is scrambling for freshly baked cookies.
The delicious taste of sugar makes them completely forget the hardships of life. It is the second spiritual placebo besides music.
"Hey, what songs have you been listening to lately?" The older brother's mountain-like figure gave people a strong sense of oppression. But it wasn't his fault, because the reason why the older brother was so fat was because the fried chicken in the supermarket was really too cheap.
The second brother is considered handsome among black people. He is also a member of an underground hip-hop group and is very popular in school.
For the eldest brother, as long as he follows his younger brother's lead, he will be the coolest kid in the school.
"I haven't been listening to hip-hop lately," the second brother paused and snatched a piece of cream cake from his sister's hand: "Actually, I'm listening to girl groups..."
"Oh my God!" my sister suddenly screamed. "If your brothers hear this, they'll kick you out of the gang!"
The second brother shook his head disapprovingly. "No, no, no, they must be like me, secretly listening to their songs without anyone knowing. Oh, and you must know their names too."
"What is it?" the youngest brother in their family raised his head and asked, with milk still licked from the corner of his mouth.
"Moonlight Girl." The second brother spoke almost at the same time as the host who was acting as background music behind him, so much so that they didn't know who spoke first.
So the four children turned their heads at the same time and looked at the TV behind them.
The host was still sitting upright. If it weren't for their dad wanting to see, they would have no interest in this white female host who was always so reserved.
But today Jessica looked much younger. She raised the corners of her mouth and said excitedly:
"Perhaps everyone knows that Moonlight Girls shined at the just-concluded Coachella Music Festival. Some even pointed out that Moonlight Girls brought Coachella to new heights and they will be the symbol of Coachella for many years to come!"
At this time, the TV screen had switched to Moonlight Girl's performances in recent days, and the several black people in the room were stunned.
The innate sense of rhythm in their bodies made them put down their bowls and chopsticks and twist to the beat.
The second brother raised his hand and said swayingly, "Did you hear that? This is their music. This is the most fashionable music right now!"
"They are so beautiful!" The eldest brother was a vulgar person. He couldn't understand the subtleties of the song, but his eyes didn't lie. These four people were too beautiful. They were people he couldn't even dream of.
"Huh, men," my sister snorted. "If this were a boy band, would you still say that? Of course, I admit their songs are great. Almost all of my white classmates are their fans."
The host's voice continued:
"In fact, after the Coachella Music Festival ended, Moonlight Girl's influence has not diminished. I heard that in Africa, everyone is learning "Amani" and "Imagine", which is hard for me to imagine. In our country, Moonlight Girl's several new songs have also had a very strong influence."
At this time, the younger sister said enviously: "They must be able to make a lot of money! If I want to join a girl group, what channels are there?"
The eldest brother beside him didn't say anything, but the second brother said, "You? I've never seen a black person in a girl group."
"They are also yellow!" the younger sister said unconvincedly, her eyes red, but she knew that what her second brother said was true. In America, her skin color meant that she would lose many opportunities.
"That's because they have a very powerful Chinese boss," the second brother sighed, his tone quite envious. "Their boss is very talented. Honestly, I dream of having a producer like him. If only Moonlight Girls could sing hip-hop, I believe they would definitely create a shocking hip-hop song!"
The host then continued:
"Of course, my words alone aren't enough to prove the impact, so this time we're going to focus on the data. This morning, the most prestigious Billboard chart also released its top 50 singles for the week."
"Then we were surprised to find that all six of Moonlight Girl's new songs had made it into the top 50 of the charts, and one of them was a Cantonese song."
My sister bit her lips, and while she was envious, there was a light in her eyes.
"Brother, I don't think your judgment just now is objective at all! If they can do all this, then so can I!"
My sister stood up and uttered some bold words:
"I've decided. From now on, I will regard Moonlight Girls as my idols and my goals! I want to be like them, transcending skin color and nationality, and carve out a career of my own!"
The eldest and second brothers knew what to do and didn't say anything. At least being fans of Moonlight Girls was much better than liking those meaningless boy band idols.
And almost every black person saw hope and strength in Moonlight Girl.
You know, the status of the yellow race in America is even worse than that of the black race, but Moonlight Girl really made it. For minorities, this is definitely an inspiring event!
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