1200 Second Chance at Life (1/2)
Salem's opening remarks succeeded in attracting the curiosity of the audience. Why had he said it was the second day of his rebirth?
Instead of eagerly explaining, Salem in the video turned halfway to point at the shack and the campfire behind him and the people singing and dancing around the campfire. ”This is my tribe. These are my relatives and friends. At present, our tribe stays near the Siwa Oasis and will stay here until winter. If you want to visit, my tribe and I are very welcoming. In winter, we will start to migrate again. We don't know where we will go.”
Salem was speaking English, and Zhang Zian added subtitles to the video, allowing the audience whose English was not good to be able to understand as well.
The Bedouins' unique way of life had further attracted the audience's interest. Some audiences had heard of the Bedouins, but most of them were hearing of this especially independent tribe for the first time.
Salem paced leisurely, with video cameras and viewers walking around the tribal village randomly.
The endless desert, the stone wells more than ten meters deep, the burning bonfires, the ventilated shacks on all sides, the ethnic minorities who stuck to their tradition in peace and contentment, the ruminating humpback camels, the men smoking water cigarettes, the masked women baking the cakes, the silver bell laughter of the children, and the amazing pure starry sky could not be fabricated. The cost of fabrication would've been much too high.
The audience watched intently. Except for the paid accounts who were still clamoring, they forgot everything else. The bullet screens were full of amazement at the primitive beauty.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
Salem showed this not just to surprise the audience, but to prove his identity. The implication was: if you have doubts, feel free to come here and see for yourself.
He stopped walking, and he once again said shocking words. ”I have betrayed the tribe.”
Audiences had been entirely attracted by the video, and every word Salem said seemed to touch their hearts.
Salem explained, ”Before, I didn't like tribes and hated living the primitive life day after day. I wanted to flee the tribe to work in big cities and yearned to settle there one day. Of course, maybe in your opinion, the Port of Mersa Matruh is not a big city.”
His words resonated with many audiences from rural areas and small areas. Like him, they wanted to escape from that life, facing the yellow mud and back facing the sky. In order to earn more money, they left home to work in big cities. They preferred to face several times more hardships than the local residents. They were eager to buy houses in big cities and let their children have a different fate. Let them live the same happy life that children in big cities live.
They were no different from Salem.
Salem smiled. ”In addition to working to earn money, my biggest hobby is surfing. As long as I can get a vacation from the black-hearted boss, even if it's only for half a day, I will borrow a car and drive to the beach to practice surfing. Yesterday, I went surfing too. It was at an open beach famous for Cleopatra VII's bathroom.”