Everyone looked at the noisy news screens of various channels on the large wall-mounted screen, and there was a dead silence.
How could a newcomer make such a big noise...
If it's their own new hero, they can laugh for a month.
But now this movement is caused by stepping on their corpses, and their team is being burned to ashes.
Seeing this situation, the headquarters may make new personnel transfer arrangements tomorrow. They and General Manager Mike all went to the underground parking lot to guard the intersection.
"..." Mike's expression had completely collapsed and he was extremely worried.
Professor Juggling and Xiaohua were both unavailable.
"Black History" can't get rid of the showman. This is already part of his public image. He is a negative choice, a cheat, a lunatic, a street kid...
Sending people to beat the opponent directly also failed. With such a strong synthetic muscle oil protecting the showman, it would be difficult to succeed unless he requested support from the headquarters.
But if he asks for help, he will be doomed. But now that he is still the general manager of Dongzhou, things can still turn around.
Mike took a few deep breaths to adjust his emotions, calmed his voice, and told his subordinates the next step:
"Crazy is contagious, and the best way to cut off madness is to treat it coldly.
"Talk to our opponents, unite, and tell the media department not to report anything about the showman and let him disappear!"
"People's memory only lasts three seconds. People will forget this kind of new person who has not yet accumulated enough information if he disappears for a few days.
"As for those street fanatics, after getting drunk, you won't know who they are when you look back."
Everyone nodded when they heard this. This is the reason.
However, the general public relations officer responsible for contacting the media, a middle-aged woman with a hooked nose, is not very optimistic about this:
"We communicated with the media department this morning and they told us to handle it ourselves..."
Of course Mike knew this situation and said in a deep voice:
"It's different now. The threat posed by the comedians is now big enough, and they even burned one of our War Eagles.
"We propose a feasible banning plan, and the headquarters will agree."
The middle-aged woman nodded, give it a try... Mike really had no choice but to use this method to expose that he couldn't control the situation.
"It's time for our newcomer press conference to be held. All reporters will be notified to be present today."
Mike glanced at the serious faces of his subordinates, narrowed his eyes himself, and said:
“We have to promote ‘number one’.
"Positioned as a more low-key, more mature, and more anticipated ace hero than a showman! A young man who can truly protect Dongzhou."
There is no other way, even if the popularity of good actors explodes and the buzz dominates the screen, new people have to come out and show their faces.
The current situation is that the later it is released, the more attention will be taken up by good actors.
But in the competition of "Dongzhou Night", Saito still has an advantage and will always have an advantage.
Because they can carry out absolute suppression of media resources, black people can be said to be white, and white people can be said to be black.
…
In a dilapidated dark alley near Dongzhou Film and Television City, the messy and intertwined wires in the sky suddenly swayed.
A large shadow appeared on the alley wall, and the space seemed to be slightly distorted.
Two figures walked out of the shadows, a black-haired boy pushing a black motorcycle, and a colorful-haired girl carrying several skateboards.
After the world gate was opened, with the comprehensive spread of heterogeneity, there were many more ghost gates in Dongzhou.
Between cities, Ayasha came and went like the wind.
"Toto, I feel like we are no longer in Kansas." Lei Yue looked at the surrounding alleys and said a line from "The Wizard of Oz".
Ayasha sneered, and immediately raised the big skateboard in her hand to hit him, "Who are you talking to?"
"I'm a friend of mine." Lei Yue also smiled and looked at the majestic and silent crow on his left shoulder.
"How do you feel about Spread City?" Ayasha rolled her eyes, still smiling.
"I don't feel much yet." Lei Yue shrugged. This was the first time he went there, but he left before he could see or stroll around.
"Oh, where do you want to go next?" she asked again.
Lei Yue thought for a while and then said: "Let's go rob the bank."
Even though it was Lingsha, she was also startled when she heard this. Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, she couldn't help but laugh, her eyes widened:
"I just taught you how to lure scum into an alley and beat them up. You can directly teach me how to rob a bank!"
She laughed, raised her head to the sky, and took a few steps as if she was at a loss.
"Sister Hua just told me that I led you astray, but who led you astray?"
"Are you going?" Lei Yue smiled, "If you don't want to go, I will go with Toto."
Hearing his strong and serious words, Ayasha stopped immediately, her laughter became softer, and she asked:
"Do you want to do this yourself, or do you want to do it?"
"Is there any difference? I am a showman." Lei Yue said. While answering her, it was also the first time he looked at himself in this way since the alien resonance.
"I remembered a lot of things, and I figured out a lot of things. I will never do anything I don't want to do again."
He said, "I can be persuaded, but I won't embarrass myself, and I won't die.
"There is no such thing as a celebrity personality, I am the celebrity myself.
"Some people always tell me, live well and have fun... OK! Just play, where is the stage?
"I, Lei Yue, a good showman, now want to rob a bank and have fun. Ayasha, Night Mist Girl, what about you?"
Lei Yue looked directly into Lingsha's eyes, her beautiful face a little condensed.
"Why?" Ayasha asked.
"There has to be a reason?"
Lei Yue looked around at the dilapidated and cramped buildings around him, as well as the magnificent high-rise buildings in the distance, and said with a smile as he thought:
"Because when my mother-in-law was still alive and hospitalized, I still had to go bankrupt even if I worked twenty hours a day. Now I only have three thousand yuan left.
"But in the same department, on the same floor, people in the VIP wards next to me, from this officer to that officer, can take tens of thousands of yuan in tonics at will!
"Because I saw a lot of this kind of thing in the hospital, so many diseases, so many negative choices, so many families broken up and people killed...
"Because like you said, 'for the good of the economy', we print a lot of money at once and release a lot of money, but all these banknotes go into the pockets of the rich, turning them into more houses, cars and various gadgets.
Son. Ordinary people can't even get one! They work hard every day, their money is constantly being robbed, and they are told that they are poor because they don't work hard.
"Because most people in this world have neither guns nor money.
"Because I hate this, I'm fed up with this, because this is something a lot of people have always wanted to do but haven't been able to do.
"Because I have the ability to do it now, because I want to do it! I want to rob a bank, I want to do this."
Ayasha still kept smiling, but the corners of her mouth trembled slightly.
My mind is churning with all his Mickey Mouse nonsense...
She seemed to see a dirty, thin, sick little girl hiding in the city sewers, holding an equally dirty bear doll, hugging her tightly to prevent herself from crying.
That little girl suffered from a congenital genetic disease, pure negative selection.
That disease is a "disease of wealth", a bottomless pit, an abyss of hell for the poor.
All the money was spent, and she knew it was all spent. After the hospital kicked her and her mother out, her mother said she would buy her an ice cream and never show up again and never come back.
"I usually don't allow myself to do such blatant things." Ayasha said, her voice as calm as ice water:
"After all, there are most idiots in this world. You can get money by posting some small articles..."
"No, those are boring." Lei Yue shook his head, "Those are not you. You are not just a person who posts small articles. You want something special, and so do I."
"How much do you think you know about me?" Ayasha's expression became colder and colder.
"Not a lot." Lei Yue said, pulling out the Pioneer II black pistol at his waist and throwing it to her, "But I knew you would be interested."
Snap, Ayasha caught the pistol and looked at him.
Gradually, a smile appeared on her cold face again, and her colorful hair became dazzling again.
"You are really a black sheep. But remember, the most harmful thing about a black sheep is that it lives longer than anyone else."
Ayasha said with a smile, she pulled the sleeve of the pistol, click, the bullet was loaded, and she said again:
"At this point in time, the committee system and the agents here have not yet been handed over, and some places have not yet appeared heterogeneous and are not included in the management scope of the World Convergence Law.
"We can indeed have a game. But, the bank?
"It's boring. If you want to grab it, just grab the big one!"
Ayasa mentioned a place.
"Ah, well, this is interesting." Lei Yue nodded and said, like her, the smile on his face became wider, "It's still an old black sheep like you who knows how to play."
…
The city in the north of Dongzhou borders "Qingcheng", and the Qingcheng banknote printing factory building is located among the lively city streets.
The banknote printing factory seemed unaffected by the drastic changes in the outside world and was still operating, printing batches of banknotes that smelled of ink at high speed.
At this time, two high-spirited young figures walked into the spacious, bright, and magnificent lobby on the first floor.
A gunshot!
The security personnel were unable to stop him at all, and all the people in the lobby immediately looked at him in astonishment.
I saw a young man in black clothes and black hair with a rotten face, holding a black and silver heavy pistol in his left hand.
One is a girl in baseball uniform with colorful hair and a tattoo of thorns on her wrist. She is holding a black pistol in her right hand.
They pointed their guns forward and said:
"We're here to steal money!"
Before he finished speaking, the boy and girl looked at each other and laughed.