Chapter 185 The World's View of China is Changing



"What's this thing called?" Carter almost snatched Carls's phone away.

"Fat loss!" Carls introduced in Chinese.

"Feijian? What a great thing!"

"Carter, are you a fool? Can't you see that this is done with special effects?" Harris retorted from the side.

"Brother, who is the fool? If they can produce such world-class special effects, why would you believe that they don't even have cars and are still using primitive means of transportation!"

As they talked, the two of them walked away while arguing, leaving Carls, who had started interviewing them, aside.

Carls and Schneider looked at each other, shrugged, and could only look for the next target.

This time the two chose a couple.

After the two of them heard the question, the girl spoke first.

"China, when no one noticed, they have actually taken over most of our lives."

As she spoke, the girl turned over the label on the back of her boyfriend's collar and showed it to the two men, as well as her bag, a selfie stick inside the bag, her boyfriend's glasses, and a lighter.

Without exception, they all carry the label "Made in China".

"We have a lot of these products in our apartment. I've talked to many of my friends about them and only then did they realize that many of the things we use are actually made in China."

"Yes, things made in China are often cheaper and more practical." Her boyfriend said, "After we handed over our household expenses to her, she will pay special attention to products made in China when purchasing, which really saves us a lot of money."

As they spoke, the two looked at each other and then gave each other a deep kiss. Carls suddenly had the urge to throw the microphone away.

After the two men's passion finally ended, Carls asked two small questions about China and then left with Schneider.

We are just two single guys who want to make short videos. What did we do wrong?

The fourth target was not chosen by the two, but a black brother who came up by himself.

"Hey, man, what's this street interview?"

"We are interviewing people about their views on China."

"Wow, then you have to ask little Federick!" The black man pointed to his nose.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and then turned the camera to little Federico.

"Do you know? I used to be an athlete, a table tennis player, a member of the national team of the Rooster Country." Little Federick spoke with a natural hip-hop effect, and twisted his body rhythmically.

"Their athletes are really too much. I once represented the Rooster Country at the World Table Tennis Championships, and I went up against a Chinese player, and he beat me 9-0."

"Do you know what happened next? Their player actually threw the ball to the ground when serving, giving me a share. It wasn't very harmful, but it was extremely insulting. I quit the national team after that."

"Do you hold a grudge against them?" asked Carls.

"Holding a grudge? No, no, no. They won by force. I respect them. It's said that giving the opponent a goal is a tradition in their culture that leaves a little room for maneuver."

"I told my story to my brother Mba, and he said that if we ever get a chance to play against China in the World Cup, he'll give them a little wiggle room. Hahahaha!"

At the end of the story, little Federico himself started laughing.

Then the two interviewed many passers-by on the street. It has to be said that except for a few people, more and more people are getting to know China through various means. The most mentioned ones are the documentary "A Bite of China" and the European-language hit "BABY" written, composed and sung by Chinese people.

Many people have developed a desire to understand China because of these reasons.

On the way back, Schneider pulled Carls and asked mysteriously, "Cars, tell me the truth, do they really not have flying swords? Is it like the army's secret weapons, kept secret from the public, but actually they exist?"

As he spoke, Schneider stretched out two fingers, drew a talisman in the air, and made a "biubiubiubiu" sound with his mouth.

"Really not!" Carls didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He now regretted showing the MV video to his good friend.

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