First Player Chapter 953

Chapter 953 Chapter Nine Hundred and Fifty-One · "Sheep in the Rain (Final

"click" "click" "click".

In an instant, several spotlights rushed over, illuminating the place in an instant.

The light shone directly on Deputy Mayor Liu's face, like the sun shining directly on a mouse in the gutter. He couldn't help but squint his eyes, waved his hands in a panic, and stood still after a while.

"Pattata, pattata—" hurried footsteps came, and then one interview car after another arrived here. The reporters jumped out of the car, and the cameramen rushed towards this side with their **** men on their shoulders.

The reporters acted extremely quickly. In an instant, the glamorous appearance of the displaced people and the deputy mayor was included in the live broadcast camera.

"Shooting what! Don't shoot!" Deputy Mayor Liu shouted in panic. He had never heard that there would be a TV station interviewing him today. This is an epidemic area. It has been a long time since foreign reporters have come here, and he does not allow foreign reporters to interview, which will expose many things that cannot be seen.

—Why is there a TV station here today?

—Obviously everything is ready to go up! What is this doing!

Deputy Mayor Liu recognized this TV station—this is the old TV station! It is the most famous and influential TV station in the world, watched by tens of millions of viewers every day, and it is still a live broadcast!

This blow caught him completely off guard, with a look of panic on his face.

"Hey? There are reporters here?" Han Han wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Didn't you say that no reporters have come here for five years? Now..."

"Grandma Lin has been away for five years, but no one is willing to interview her." Shang Qi whispered.

"The light is coming in..." Wang Mingming just kept murmuring this sentence.

Su Mingan held the girl's hand, his eyes were very quiet.

It rained all the time.

The residents looked up.

The camera is aimed at this place, illuminating everything so that there is no hiding place.

"Just now, a high-rise building collapse occurred in the epidemic area. It is reported that the cause was that an old woman's negative emotions leaked out, causing her own mutation. The reporter has arrived at the scene, and we will conduct random interviews with the people present." Female The reporter wore a ponytail and spoke quickly. When she saw Su Mingan, she brought the microphone over: "Hello, look at your clothes. You are a member of the City Protection Department. Has the mutated old lady been killed? This Is the little girl the one you saved?"

The photographers immediately turned their cameras on Su Mingan.

Su Mingan looked at the camera lens close at hand, his heart seemed to be soaked in freezing rain.

Killed.

When Grandma Lin carried her daughter-in-law's body all over the city and went to every TV station to ask for help, no one paid any attention to her. When Grandma Lin has been screaming for five years, using all means to contact the media and ask the government for help to demand justice, no one paid any attention to her. No one gave her a voice, no one wanted to put her story on camera, no one wanted to interview her.

But when she died, when she voluntarily died as a mutant — the TV people flocked, desperate to get her on camera.

It seemed that all her screams, all the calls for help, all the struggles were nothing compared to her final death.

"Are you live streaming?" Su Mingan asked.

"Yes, we are an independent TV station spanning the fifty-eight regimes. Recently, the No. 1 Dream Watcher has focused on the black mist disease as a hot topic. We specially came to the diseased area to learn about the situation. If you have any questions, you can tell them." The female reporter nodded.

—It turned out to be the influence of the No. 1 Dream Watcher.

When the number one dream watcher stands on the world's high platform and speaks out angrily to the whole world, everyone will follow his lead.

Media, newspapers, TV stations, Internet forums, anchors...

It was he who brought the sunshine into the stormy world.

"She is a very good person." Su Mingan said.

The female reporter was slightly stunned: "Can you tell me more about it?"

Under the camera, Su Mingan was facing the microphone, holding the little girl by the hand, the bright red umbrella shielded the pouring rain, and there was a lot of noise.

Vice Mayor Liu next to him was eager to shut up Su Mingan, but was blocked by photographers who were tall and wide, like an iron wall guarding justice.

A faint light flickered in the eyes of the black-haired youth, reflecting the light of the spotlight.

"My daughter-in-law was crushed to death by an unfinished building, and she never gave up speaking out."

“The son was persecuted by the vaccine of the Ark Project, and she ended his life by herself.”

"In the end, she was emotionally stimulated by the Citizens Medal of Honor, remembered this sad memory, and ended her own life without resistance. From beginning to end, she did not hurt anyone."

"She is just a microcosm of the thousands of families suffering from black mist disease."

"In places where I can't see with the naked eye, this kind of thing happened, I don't know how many times, over and over again."

Heavy raindrops fell on the umbrella surface and slid down slowly. The female reporters and photographers are very quiet. They came to the epidemic area to interview, precisely to disclose this kind of secret and private matter.

—Although, justice is overdue.

The voice of the No. 1 Dream Watcher made the black mist disease no longer suppressed by the government, and people finally began to focus on this epidemic and care about the tens of millions of patients in distress. So did the TV station.

But, it was too late. The sheep that died in the rain will no longer stand up, the tall buildings have collapsed, and the old lady who can make prawns will no longer greet Su Mingan for dinner with a smile. She just waited until her son came back at the end and had the last meal with her.

Justice is too late.

But since the first dream watcher stood up, it will not be absent again.

"Who are you from that grandma? A relative? Forgotten friends?" Seeing Su Mingan speak like this, the female reporter felt—that Grandma Lin must be very kind to Su Mingan, that's why he was so desperate to help her speak, no Afraid of the local government's silence, not afraid of official careers that may be blocked.

"Me?" Su Mingan clenched the girl's hand, facing the camera, he shook his head: "I'm just a passerby. I just met her today."

Passing by?

The female reporter was surprised—is there still such a passer-by who wants to justify the name of the old lady regardless of her own safety?

Su Mingan was silent.

His ears were filled with the cries of the residents, who had lost their houses and had nowhere to go.

"Now, the No. 1 Dream Watcher has focused the world's attention on this place, and we have also seen the tragic situation in the epidemic area. People are oppressed and displaced by the government. As a member of the Urban Protection Department, how do you evaluate this situation? What do you think? What to say for all those who have suffered injustice?" asked the female reporter.

If the words of the No. 1 Dream Patroller were the trigger, then the incident of Grandma Lin could completely detonate the trigger.

Before, the people just thought that what the No. 1 Dream Watcher said was reasonable, but they didn't know what sufferings the people in the epidemic area suffered. However, what happened to Grandma Lin's family was related to the current most popular Ark Project, which was enough to make the whole world suffer. The eyes of the world are focused, making the public aware of the cruelty of delaying specific medicines.

Grandma Lin longed for justice all her life...and finally got it after her death.

Her deeds can save thousands of miniatures who are similar to her, and thousands of "Grandma Lin" who are similar to her.

But the three people who longed for justice were completely gone, and disappeared in the icy rain with the five years of struggle.

Su Mingan took their place.

The residents gradually gathered around. The camera clearly captured their skinny faces full of dark spots and their bodies as thin as reeds.

During the heavy rain, they surrounded Su Mingan in the center, as if he was their vocal cords, able to make their hoarse and miserable voices, and convey their long-suppressed screams.

The halo is focused here, like a rising sun.

The blood of young people is still hot, and his voice is still loud and clear, and it can still be transmitted to all parts of the world and in all directions.

Facing the camera, the black-haired youth said:

"I once met a child."

"He was only eight years old, but he was brave. He dared to stand up to the injustices of the world. When he saw the authority over the students, he stood up without hesitation, broke the rotten order, and exposed the darkness in the world. In the light."

"But he himself was persecuted by the darkness and locked in the darkness. But in the end, he still grew into a very outstanding person, and he still decided to continue saving people and keep saving."

"He saved the 'next', maybe many of the 'next victims in the classroom', and maybe a lot of people like him who didn't want to be silenced."

"He lit the fire."

"I also met a young man once."

"His heart is filled with grandeur and prosperity, and he never bows his head to the corruption around him, nor will he surrender himself to survive. He clearly knows his own destiny, and he has been fighting against it without fear, until he dies. Surrender to **** and darkness."

"I also thought about what the world should look like."

"Before we were buried in history, before we fell into this repressive social order, before we became numb and introverted."

The voice of the young man was clear, and the heavy rain was majestic. In a trance, people seemed to see a young man with a high ponytail standing quietly in the rain, and the auspicious cloud jade pendant around his waist jingled.

"—It was an era when the Dao was practiced, and the world was shared by all people."

【On the journey of the great road, the world is for the public. 】

“Everyone will elect moral and talented people to govern the country, be honest with each other, and live in harmony.”

【Choose the virtuous and capable, trustworthy and harmonious. 】

“In addition to respecting their relatives and loving their children, people can also help the elderly spend their old age in peace, the middle-aged have jobs, the young grow up healthily, and everyone can be taken care of.”

【The old man is not alone in caring for his relatives, not only in his sons, so that the old will be able to die, the strong will be useful, the young will be strong, and the widows, widows, lonely, disabled and sick will all be supported. 】

"For property, people will not hide it in their own homes; for public affairs, people are willing to do their best, not necessarily for their own personal gain. Therefore, there are few intrigues in the world, and there are few phenomena of causing trouble and harming others. .”

【The evil of goods is abandoned on the ground, so there is no need to hide it in oneself; the evil of power does not come from the body, so it does not need to be for oneself. That's why they don't prosper when they seek closure, and they don't commit robbery and chaos. 】

"Therefore, the door only needs to be brought from the outside, and does not need to be locked."

“So, justice can be served, not covered up.”

"So, the sun will light up, and the deep-rooted darkness will be shaken."

【So the outdoors are not closed. 】

【—It means Great Harmony. 】

"I want to see such a world."

"I think this is what it should have been."

After the young man finished speaking, the world was very quiet.

The girl under the umbrella is very quiet, the people outside the umbrella are very quiet, the reporter holding the microphone and the surrounding photographers are also very quiet.

Under the spotlight, the whole body of the black-haired young man was soaked in the rain. Even though he was holding an umbrella, his umbrella turned towards the little girl beside him. The slanting raindrops hit him, both the black hair and the clothes were soaked, and the white cloth was clinging to his arms, like a sheep in the rain.

However, he didn't fall down, he just calmly faced the camera, speaking with neither high nor low decibels.

—but enough to wake up the world.

Deputy Mayor Liu was still jumping aside, and someone stepped forward and pressed his shoulder.

"Deputy Mayor Liu, the First Dream Patroller has too much influence, and the higher authorities have already started investigating your behavior. Please leave with us." The guard said.

"You, you—why on earth does the No. 1 Dream Patroller pay attention to this matter of black mist disease!" Deputy Mayor Liu stared angrily.

His shout did not cause any waves, his voice became farther and farther away, leaving only the silent sound of rain in the world. Where people can't see it with the naked eye, the waves of public opinion are getting bigger and bigger on the Internet.

The people of justice finally dared to raise their arms and shouted, declaring that they would thoroughly investigate the Ark Project—with a leader like the No. 1 Dream Patrolman, with Su Mingan's live broadcast, and after hearing about Grandma Lin's incident, they finally could no longer bear the darkness .

The lighthouse is in front, under the light, there are many followers.

Among the majestic heavy rain, there is a hidden glow piercing through, like a scorching sharp sword.

—I used to think that the blind believers set off the sober ones.

Su Mingan held an umbrella, took the little girl's hand, and turned around slowly.

Reporters and photographers stared at his figure, and people in the ruins also stared at him. At this time, it was approaching night, and the street lights were on, and the figures of him and the little girl were stretched very long.

—I used to think that the villain set off the great man.

"Big brother, where are we going?" The little girl raised her head and looked at Su Mingan under the umbrella.

Su Mingan lowered his head and said softly:

"Go and expose the truth, and then, present a bouquet of flowers to your grandma, your father, your mother, okay?"

"En!" The little girl nodded heavily, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, but a smile finally appeared on her face.

【Perfect clearance progress: 35%】

—I used to think that the fool set off the wisdom.

He took her hand, step by step, stepped over the ruins, past the broken porcelain plates and buried prawns, and walked step by step to a place where there was no rain.

—I thought it was the darkness that made the day.

The spotlights were still gathered behind him, as if to illuminate his steps.

The first-line anchors Nuosi and Yi Zhongyu, Xinyue and Li Yanghao from the Human Self-Salvation Alliance, Li Yuxuan and Ji Puyu from the Urban Protection Department... all voiced their voices on the Internet, demanding a thorough investigation of the Ark Project.

The bright red blood of the old man became a strong color in their eyes.

Her blood and tears of desperation in the past five years were finally known to the public with the live broadcast of this TV station and the narration of local residents, until the whole world knew of her struggle. The government agreed to a thorough investigation, which was notarized by the Ministry of Protection.

Her blood and tears, which she had nowhere to redress for grievances, finally came into the eyes of the world.

—I thought it was the eternal night that set off the lighthouse.

After the flame burns out, the embers are still warm.

When someone ignites a spark, in an instant, a gust of wind blows up, which can also start a prairie fire.

—If the night will not light up, let him light the wick.

The meaning of the lighthouse is to let more people guide the confused people like him, rather than let more people pretend to be confused to set off the lighthouse.

—If the dawn won't come, let him wake it up.

The night is boundless, but there are eight-year-old children who stand up, but there are old people who are more than seventy years old and shout for justice for five consecutive years, becoming ethereal candles in the darkness.

And Su Mingan, holding a bright red umbrella and holding the child's hand, walked across this rainy and majestic land.

He looked up.

In the distance, where the rays of light first appear.

When the clouds bloom and the rain comes, the color is bright and the district is bright.

The fine golden light is gently caressing this devastated land, and the upcoming sunny day may really be the end of the rainy season.

Countless sheep are raising their heads, shaking off the raindrops, and standing up slowly, although this process is very long and difficult...

But maybe, there will be a day—

【Son, son...】

【Mom finally found you...】

—sheep, sheep, no, again, die, in, rain, in.

(end of this chapter)

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