Behind Michael Jackson's success

You bring pure music to the world, but the world throws dirty water at you.

Mai.

You are a good man. Is a kind person.

You love children so much. The last thing that hurts you most is the child you love.

You're sick. Your people think this is a betrayal of your race.

You share your estate with the children in the slums. Finally, I got an unnecessary accusation that I was a poor child.

You trusted Barschel so much. He said you were a good father behind the scenes, but he recorded the program and said all kinds of things about you.

You are so naive and smiling. But it looks so tired after being washed by the world.

You said, don't believe those tabloids, they are all made out of nothing.

You said, if you can, you really don't want to have a concert tour.

The speech was full of helplessness and sadness.

But you have to bear all this silently.

You never want to argue with the media.

You just want to hide in a safe place like a child.

I didn't know those media slandered you crazily.

Now you are happy.

The child who once hurt you came out and admitted that he had lied.

I have cleared away unnecessary evidence, and you are innocent.

Now the medical examiner and your makeup artist come out to prove that you have vitiligo.

And your people are silent at the moment.

They will never say that you betrayed your race again.

Mai.

You're just tired of the gossip in this world, right?

Tired of the media reporting out of thin air?

Tired of the filth and intrigue of this world, right?

A person who will unconsciously leave a smiling face when watching a child happy.

A person whose voice is so pure that there is no magazine, pure and crisp.

A person who has made so much contribution to the world, but has not asked the world for anything in return.

You said, "You're black.

So determined and stubborn,

May, have a nice trip.

We are here to protect you.

We love you.

Your children love you too.

You will live in our hearts forever.

Your smile is our guardian until death do us part.

His fame, his sometimes naive personality, his kindness, his lifestyle and the little people around him have brought him from one disaster to another, because everyone wants to make money from him to fill his wallet.

Finally, when he is squeezed dry and has nothing, they will abandon him.

As an artist, he is a new generation of Mozart, Beethoven or Bach. ...

They were all attacked when they were alive. People don't understand them, but we don't know why until they are gone for a long time.

He won't get real respect until long after we die with him ... he won't be forgotten by the world. Never.

We should be happy, thank God, we have seen a living legend. People always compare him with Elvis Presley, the Beatles or Sinatra, but there is only one Michael Jackson in the world ...

Two hundred years from now, people will be ashamed of what happened today. ...