"I'm very angry, ladies and gentlemen. I didn't sleep at all last night. As long as I closed my eyes, I could see my daughter being shot to pieces in front of my eyes.
"Once I see a scene like that from a light sleep, I will be awakened, my heart will beat nonstop, and my back will be soaked in cold sweat... I am very scared. I admit, I am scared. But that is not because of what I am facing.
not only the difficulties and dangers encountered, but also the violence and one-sidedness of this society.
"I think anyone with a conscience and a family should understand how I feel now - yes, I am the host of a talk show. My job is to make fun for everyone, and sometimes the fun is in front of me.
Right other people, sometimes the fun is me. My job
The purpose of writing is to criticize something that everyone wants to criticize but don’t know how to say it, to complain about something that everyone wants to complain about but can’t find the point, to point out some truths that everyone can feel but don’t understand.
, and this will definitely offend people. Just smile knowingly and it will be fine.
"Sometimes, my audience idolizes me because I criticize something they hate; and the next week, I stand on their opposite side and ridicule them to pieces, and so
I'm an idiot again. But so what? They cursed
I am also a kind of catharsis and a kind of fun; if they change their position - I am not saying that my opinion is correct - and choose my side, then they will also feel the change in themselves.
, this kind of self-impression is of course also a kind of fun."
On the TV screen, the latest episode of "The Emperor's Talk Show" was being broadcast.
But this is not the time period that "The Emperor's Talk Show" should be broadcast, and the "Emperor" is not like his usual show, with his hair combed shiny, his body meticulous, his face radiant after makeup, and his posture upright...
At this moment, he was still wearing his penguin-colored suit.
But his eyes were full of exhaustion at this moment. His gray hair was dry, and the bags and dark circles under his eyes also highlighted the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead. That face always looked like a kind old professor, a kind old leader.
The radiant glory can no longer be seen on the face.
Although his spine was still as straight and straight as usual, it no longer gave people a sense of security. Although he still had some "emperor" aura, it only highlighted his fatigue at the moment.
People who had been looking at the emperor twenty years ago suddenly realized for the first time...the person represented by their childhood and youth, the emperor who was always young, always strong, always optimistic, and always witty, was
Really old.
It's like discovering that your parents are old. Once you realize it, it's already something you can't ignore.
The emperor no longer looked like he usually did, he just raised his eyebrows seriously and made incisive remarks that made the whole audience laugh.
I no longer sit on the sofa with my legs crossed, waving my hands and casually talking about life principles that are very charming and thoughtful.
Instead, he was alone, sitting in his seat. The guest seat opposite was empty.
The suddenly empty scene made the old emperor look old and declining.
He just used a slightly hoarse voice to say some sincere words that he would not usually say to the audience.
"What I sell seems to be opinions, but in fact it is fun. I am different from some of my peers - of course, I am not referring to any peers here. The comments I make in my daily life are all related to the company,
It has nothing to do with the board of directors. It’s not about what tasks they gave me or what kind of guidance they asked me to give... because as we all know, I have been friends with a certain director for many years, and that gentleman has a very good temper.
"So here, I don't actually have that much business pressure, so no one can force me. I would rather say that it's precisely because there are people behind me. This is a very ironic point.
"My colleagues are different. They have sponsors behind them. It's either a consortium, a company, or a 'free rich man.' The boss pays the money, and of course it's the boss who has the final say what they say.
So more or less, you will find that they will get sick occasionally. Please forgive me then, and you have to eat properly. Whether you are watching idols or talk shows, don't get too caught up in it.
"Unless they are so crazy that they really think they are an opinion leader and have the ability to guide people's attitudes - I think those colleagues who are crazy enough to do so are essentially running an idol business."
The emperor gave his trademark sneer, with a tired face on his face, and forced himself to tell a joke: "If you wear a bunny girl costume and do a bunny dance, you can make people admire and love them more, and I think they will not care.
Don’t hesitate to do it. Ah, I’m not discriminating against bunny girls here. I personally don’t have any bad perceptions of bunny girls... In fact, I’m quite interested.”
"He said he was quite interested in bunny girls."
Bing Shui, who was sitting in front of the TV in the executive department, heard this and said with a smile: "This is the truth."
She was sitting on the sofa with Paradise Bird watching TV, while Miss Bingshui hugged Paradise Bird, hugged her from behind, and put her chin on Paradise Bird's shoulder.
"Eh? Why?"
"Because I've seen it."
Bing Shui hugged the Paradise Bird and answered briskly.
"What have you seen..."
"Okay, okay, you can't get over this, right?"
Seeing that the ignorant Paradise Bird was about to be destroyed by the ice water, Xiao Xiao, who was playing a game with his legs crossed, couldn't help but interrupt: "Ultraline is back today, aren't you going to pick him up?"
"The newspaper arranged for other reporters to go on my behalf."
Bing Shui took a deep sip of Paradise Bird, with no trace of fear on his face: "I was kidnapped by such a vicious gangster yesterday, and today I am not injured at all. I still look so relaxed, which makes the gangsters and gentlemen seem very incompetent."
Qualified.
"And generally speaking, I was put in an explosive collar yesterday and was targeted by two turrets, and the murderer was a colleague who was on duty with me. My other colleagues and bodyguards were all mangled to death by missiles and machine guns.
My limbs were flying everywhere... I felt strong fear and distrust of my colleagues and the company, which is quite reasonable. So, is it normal that I don't want to go to work these days?"
"But you don't look scared at all, Miss Bingshui."
The horn complained.
Bing Shui just narrowed her eyes and showed him a cute smile: "But I just don't want to go to work. I usually only have one day off a month. It's too painful."
"Let Miss Bingshui have a rest," Wu Ming, who was sitting under the air conditioner, blowing on the winter heater and putting his hands in his sleeves, said lazily, "Although she didn't show any fright, under this situation
Taking a vacation for a while should also be considered a humanistic concern."
"It's said to be humanistic care...but only chief reporters like Miss Bingshui can enjoy it."
Bugle curled his lips: "If other reporters dare to do this, I'm afraid they will be given a job loss warning."
"That's not necessarily the case."
Bing Shui shook his head and showed a mysterious smile: "You just don't understand modern companies, Mr. Horn.
"If something like this really happened to other reporters, they would be eager for you to take leave immediately."
"Then I really don't understand..."
Horn smacked his lips and looked at the TV while muttering.
The emperor knew very well the principle of relaxation and restraint. If he just talks about reason and complains blindly, it will easily bore the audience.
Therefore, he deliberately told some lame jokes to attract people's attention and pull people out of their previous immersion. This is a speaking skill... To put it simply, it is to make "the gradually serious face regain its
Other expressions appear".
After a short period of relaxation and rest, it is easier to mobilize all the emotions. Just like withdrawing a punch and punching it again will hurt more than a combo, adding a grain of sugar to two bitter medicines will make the second bowl of medicine even more bitter.
.
His accumulated emotions gradually began to explode, and his words became sharp:
"...But I am very disappointed and very sad because some people criticize me as a traitor just because I do not fully support their opinions.
"I didn't even say anything! I didn't object, I didn't curse, and I didn't criticize sharply... I didn't pull out the rotten cotton wool from their bloody cochlea, nor did I grab their heads like this
They were like moms saying things like, 'Oh, you have to listen to me.' Just because I wasn't completely on their side, they felt furious.
"But these people are just a bunch of despicable people.
"I don't have a strong body like Mr. Teeth Comb, nor do I have awakened psychic powers like Mr. Ultramarine or other heroes. I have always been just a mortal. But they don't dare to hurt me, and they don't dare to come to me.
trouble because I am the [Emperor]! Because they are afraid of me!"
The emperor's voice gradually became louder and his words became more forceful.
His cheeks were red and his eyes were wide open. He raised his hands and clenched them into fists. His extremely tense body language was full of emotion.
"They bribed my daughter's colleagues and kidnapped my daughter! They used machine guns to shoot at her other colleagues, and used missiles to blow up her bodyguards! And all this happened under the sun, openly - they were so fanatical that
Thinking that you are the righteous one!
"My daughter is only in her early twenties... She has no psychic powers and has not undergone any physical training. She is a cheerful and lively girl, and she is also brave. A girl I am proud of! The group of people put the bomb collar on
Around her neck, just a thought can make her explode, heavy metal handcuffs are locked on her hands, and a virus-filled chip is inserted into her data interface, so that she cannot contact anyone.
"Do you know what level of fear an ordinary girl will endure in this situation? Yes, you know... because you have a human heart, because you are kind, and your heart is made of flesh and blood.
.Because your heart will hurt!
"And these people are just a group of heartless demons - the explosive collars they put on the ice water don't even have a key! No key!
"What does this mean, and what kind of fear does this bring to her?"
The emperor's eyes were red.
Not just angry, but also crying.
He spoke word by word, with a hint of crying in his voice: "They even told her right in front of the ice water... 'We don't want anything, we just want to trick your father into coming here, and then use the fort to kill you and
Blast him to pieces together'!"
This has nothing to do with their pre-arranged plans...it is undoubtedly a real emotion.
"Dear viewers...every friend who is a father or a mother. I believe you can understand how I feel.
"If there is any danger in the ice water, I will risk my life to save her; if she dies, if I can save her by taking out her heart, I can cut it out myself without saying a word!
"But she didn't do anything wrong! She didn't even say a word or a sentence wrong... Such a good girl, why are you so cruel to her? In front of a girl, you said it without any scruples and used her to catch her.
If your father kills you...do you still have humanity?
"You are nothing but a group of fanatical believers, a group of lunatics! A group of shameful, pathetic, heartless dogs!"
The emperor's voice even broke slightly, and he stood up from his seat.
He staggered and walked to the camera.
After a brief pause, his voice became quieter again, and he said in a smooth and somewhat hoarse voice: "Before this, I was not interested in Fuji Society or anything like that.
"Because I think it is just another organization. It may deteriorate, it may be destroyed, or it may naturally disappear from the Internet like an outdated idol.
"But these people who oppose the Fuji Society - they are the real lunatics. If you don't agree with them, you are against them. In this case... Since they don't leave any face to the neutral people, then I join the Fuji Society... and
how?
"Yes, I know that Fuji Society is a secretive organization. But I am willing to publicly declare here that I am willing to join Fuji Society——
"Because I want to find out those people who are madly opposed to them, and discuss some parenting knowledge with them from the bottom of my heart - since you all think I am a Fuji Society, then I'd better really be one.
!”
Having said this, the emperor was silent for a while.
He spoke slowly: "Oh, by the way. Speaking of which... Audience friends, you should also know that I have some additional news channels.
"In fact, the night before yesterday, the night before Bing Shui was attacked...it was in this position."
He said, turning back and patting the guest's position: "In this position, Mr. Teeth Comb said some... not so flattering words.
"He was assassinated on his way home. It was a group of gunmen who claimed to be Fuji Society.
"Those people wanted to hit him to death, but when they failed, they took out their guns. But they didn't expect... Even if they used guns, they couldn't beat Mr. Comb Teeth.
"But even so, Mr. Shu Ya was severely injured. And after Mr. Shu Ya's cross-examination, he discovered...
"——This group of people are not members of Fuji Society at all. They are those who oppose them... They disguised themselves as Fuji Society, trying to kill Mr. Shu Ya and frame Fuji Society."
Having said this, the emperor looked around and said loudly: "Yes!
"Mr. Shu Ya is undoubtedly one of those who oppose Fuji Society - this is also normal. Everyone has his own position and his own personal tendency. But Mr. Shu Ya also because of his remarks,
And encountered a fatal attack!
"Those anti-Association fanatics, and even those who lean towards them, are willing to kill them all! Just to build momentum in the public opinion arena!
"Now Mr. Comb Tooth also feels regret...the anger of being betrayed and the hatred of almost being killed by people from his own camp also pushed him to the other side."
As he spoke, the emperor looked at the big screen behind him.
This was originally used to show some "black history videos" in front of guests.
Now it serves as a remote video lens, reflecting the comb lying in the ward.
He was like a mountain of flesh, lying on the bed customized for him.
All the bullets in those scars were taken out and filled with biomedical ampoules. But they looked even more shocking than the bullet scars.
The emperor looked at the comb teeth on the screen and said calmly:
"Mr. Comb Tooth learned that I was going to perform a special performance of "The Emperor's Talk Show" today, so he contacted me specifically... saying that he had something to say to everyone."
"There's nothing to say, friends."
Combing his teeth and grinning, his voice was cold: "I will treat myself as if I was bitten by a dog.
"But this won't end like this. I heard...Mr. Emperor said that he wanted to join the Fuji Society.
"Then if you like it, count me in."
"Now that we have talked about this topic," the emperor slowly spoke under the surprised gazes of the audience outside the countless screens, "then now, let's invite our guests today...
"——From the Fuji Society, His Excellency [Godfather]."