"Latest from our correspondent, regarding the demolition compensation for Phoenix Old Street, a large number of citizens have expressed their protest. Officials stated that they are discussing specific handling asures to et the demands of the citizens as much as possible and prevent further escalation of the conflict."
"Famous real estate magnate of Dubhe Star, philanthropist, and the richest man in East An City, Zaka, has announced to the dia that he will resolve the Phoenix Old Street issue within a month, ensuring that the new comrcial street is completed on schedule."
"Now for the weather forecast, a new wave of heavy rain is approaching, with precipitation in East An City expected to exceed 1000 milliters over the next three days. Residents are advised to take preventive asures."
In a three-story building on Phoenix Old Street, East An City, Dubhe Star, the news is being broadcast on a high-definition LCD television.
On the sofa, a lively teenage girl of about sixteen or seventeen, dressed in hot pants and a white T-shirt, exclaid loudly, "Grandpa, co and see this, you're on TV."
The curtain in the kitchen was lifted, and an elderly man wearing an apron and carrying a steaming hot dish erged, smiling, "Erica, wash your hands quickly, it's ti to eat."
"Oh, Grandpa, didn't you hear what I was saying?"
The girl Erica puffed her cheeks, pointing at the television screen, "I just saw you on TV. I've never been on TV at my age, aren't you curious or excited at all?"
Situang put down the dish, untied his apron, and glanced at the television.
On the screen, they were showing the residents of Phoenix Old Street holding banners and protesting against Wusi Real Estate Group. Over a thousand residents ford a human wall, blocking the construction vehicles from entering the site.
Among them, Situang, as one of the leaders, led the neighbors in protest, and was captured by television reporters, being broadcast on TV.
Situang took a brief look and then turned his attention away, picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, knocked on the table, and said sternly: "Okay, wash your hands and eat quickly, or are you full just from watching TV?"
"Okay."
Erica had to comply. Since she was young, she always felt that her grandfather looked particularly stern when he put on a straight face, and she never dared to make him angry at such tis.
Washing her hands quickly, Erica bounced to the dining table, speaking nonstop while picking up food with chopsticks: "When can I be on TV too! Just like those glamorous female stars. Hey, Grandpa, do you think I can beco a celebrity?"
"You? Beco a celebrity?"
Situang chuckled, "With your failing grades? Or your infatuation that stops you in your tracks whenever you see a handso guy, don't think I don't know anything."
Erica blushed with embarrassnt and annoyance, "Grandpa, you're so annoying, it must be Jenny and Jessica who tattled on , I won't let them off. Besides, I'm not bad-looking, there are boys at school who like , lining up at the school gate."
"I really don't know what's so good about celebrities, earning such high salaries yet constantly involved in drug scandals and various affairs, with every trivial matter being discussed online. In my opinion, those truly worth idolizing should be the great scientists and our Supre Leader."
Situang pointed to the portrait of the Supre Leader hanging on the living room wall, depicting the leader in an open-top car, with a deep gaze, reviewing the army in a benevolent image.
"Grandpa, you're so old-fashioned, the Supre Leader is too far away from us. I've never even been to the mother planet growing up, what else can I do besides idolizing celebrities; at least celebrities can be seen on TV and online, and I can attend their concerts offline."
Erica pouted, then curiously asked, "By the way, Grandpa, have you ever been to the mother planet? I read in books that many people of your generation immigrated from the mother planet to develop Dubhe Star."
"Blue Star, yes, I've been there."
Situang's eyes showed a hint of lancholy as he looked at the portrait of the Supre Leader on the wall.
It's been decades since he left Blue Star, hasn't it? That's really a long ti!
If there's a chance, it would be nice to go back and see if those old friends still rember him.
"Grandpa, tell about the mother planet, I heard it's very prosperous there, with powerful transcendents flying and moving freely, and you can hit a master with a random brick, the bio-tech is outrageously advanced, unlike Dubhe Star where Spiritual Energy is almost nonexistent, and transcendents are just legends..."
Erica's eyes sparkled. Like most young girls, born on a remote colonial star, she yearned for those bustling tropolises, with Blue Star being the most anticipated and longed-for place.
"Haha, it's not as exaggerated as you say. Even in an environnt rich in Spiritual Power like Blue Star, transcendents are a minority among minorities."
Situang chuckled, pulled into reminiscing by his granddaughter's topic, then patted Erica's head and said, "As long as you study hard, after you graduate high school, I'll take you to Blue Star."
"Really? Grandpa, you're the best, love you! I will definitely study hard."
Erica jumped up in excitent, hugging her grandfather's neck, her face flushed with excitent.
Blue Star, that's the headquarters of Jieke Group, the true essence of the Empire, gathering wealth and elite talents from all over the world, sothing Dubhe Star, an Outer Colony Star, cannot compare to.
For the new generation like Erica, born on an Outer Colony Star, their understanding of the mother planet can only be through books and the internet, and it's a prosperous Holy Land that many young people dream of and aspire to reach.
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