Not everyone is merely an anonymous screw in the machine; take Nie Zhao, for instance—he is certainly not.
Today, every television station in Hong Kong is broadcasting live, providing real-time, on-the-spot coverage of the streets. When one station captured him heading to the Government House—a rare, unprecedented moment where he rolled down his car window to wave and greet the citizens—they immediately cut their live signal to the scene and began tracking him throughout the journey.
Far away in the Mainland, at the special service center's reporter camp, Nie Yao was grabbing his backpack in one hand and his camera in the other, waiting for the assembly whistle with his colleagues. As he prepared for the shift change, he happened to glance back and caught sight of his younger brother on the row of television screens lining the wall.
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