Chapter 452: Shadows are the real protagonists, and there are two, three, four of them.
She frowned and was about to turn her head to look at the side, but her sight was locked firmly on the viewfinder like a magnet.
"Stop making noise, look at the camera, shadow, shadow..."
Deng Jia Jia's eyes widened, with fear and shock intertwined in her eyes, staring intently at the sudden change happening in the camera.
She opened her mouth and said incoherently with excitement: "I knew it, I knew it, the shadow is the real protagonist, you see, he is alive again, and there are two, three, four???... Look quickly..."
Tang An's eyes widened, and he pulled out the rat head that he had bitten off in horror, making a retching sound in his throat.
If the syllables of retching could be translated into words, it would probably mean - "Look, look at you, you idiot, why don't you look at me first!!!"
Ren Xuan also widened his eyes, and with trembling lips he uttered a series of monosyllables: "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..."
He looked at Deng Jiajia who seemed to be in a trance, and at Tang An who had a rat head vomited out of his throat, and then at the densely packed rats crawling on the ground, and... a figure who was stepping on rats, staggering but still running desperately! He just felt that his eyes were not enough, his brain was not enough, his mouth was not enough, and most importantly... his two feet seemed to be not enough! ………
Prism TV.
Director Wei Guangming crossed his arms over his chest, staring intently at the big screen in front of him. Veins bulged on his forehead and his face was frighteningly gloomy.
The originally wonderful images on the screen disappeared one after another, replaced by dazzling snow screens.
The ratings, which had been soaring, now stagnated, like the heart rate of a dead person.
"What's going on?! Where's the picture? Where did it go? Quickly switch the camera! What are you all standing there for?!"
Wei Guangming turned around suddenly, and the sound exploded in the control room like thunder.
All the staff members in the station were silent. No one dared to look him in the eye. They all lowered their heads and dared not even breathe.
"Director, we can't switch... All the camera positions on campus are destroyed, and the only remaining drone crashed into the sewer..."
A technician spoke tremblingly, but was rudely interrupted by Wei Guangming before he could finish his words.
"Didn't I send people to reinforce the scene? Where are they?!"
Wei Guangming roared gruffly, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger.
The director sighed helplessly and had to step forward and answered, "Director, most reporters quit during the process, saying that the scene was too dangerous and they would not do it no matter how much money they were offered.
The two veteran reporters, Lao Kong and Lao Shi, did go in, but in the live broadcast footage just sent back, their heads... well, were being kicked like balls by the monsters."
The director snorted coldly, his tone full of sarcasm and anger: "They are all a bunch of deserters! Trash! And good-for-nothings! Where are the newcomers?"
The director sighed, with helplessness in his tone:
“Three newcomers entered the underground shaft and lost contact not long after.
Maybe he ran into a monster, or maybe he got scared and hid somewhere..."
Wei Guangming slammed his hands on the table. With a loud bang, the items on the table jumped.
Then he suddenly grabbed the folder on the table, raised his arm high, and threw it hard in the director's face with anger.
The edge of the folder scratched the director's cheek, leaving a black and red mark instantly. The director's head tilted to one side, but he did not dare to resist at all.
"Waste! Waste! All of them are waste! I remember that most of the people in the station were recruited by you. You have raised a bunch of waste in the station?!!"
Wei Guangming's voice almost blew the roof off, and anger burned in his eyes.
"The ratings are so high now. Every second of interrupting the live broadcast is a crime! You are all sinners in this station! I want to... I want to..."
He glanced at the ratings on the screen that were plummeting like a plane crash, his face turned pale and his fists were clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound.
Wei Guangming secretly made up his mind that after this incident was over, he would carry out a thorough purge of the station.
He would not leave any of these cowardly, incompetent rubbish behind! He would recruit a group of responsible, capable, and courageous elite soldiers from the society to completely change the bad atmosphere of the TV station.
Just as Wei Guangming was furious, Wang Cong was watching quietly on the side. His calm expression and the gourd behind him were slightly out of place with the current low-pressure atmosphere.
He rolled his eyes and thought to himself:
“Director Wei Guangming is a rare talent, very motivated.
Perhaps, the cooperation between the Second Prison and the TV station can not only be limited to the "Octagonal Cage Beast Fighting" project, but can go further..."
Because of the previous riot, the Second Prison was once caught in the whirlpool of public opinion and has not yet completely gotten rid of the negative impact.
Wang Cong saw all of this and watched Wei Guangming's performance at the moment, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"If I could have a chance to get into the TV station and send some capable people in for Wei Guangming, he would be more than happy to do so."
What a coincidence, isn't it? Wang Cong just happened to know where to find a group of talents that Wei Guangming urgently needed.
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Of course, he didn't do this to help Wei Guangming.
What he was thinking was, Feng Mu would not refuse an opportunity to infiltrate or even take control of a TV station, right?
Feng Mu speaks in a pleasant and reasonable way. His profound thoughts and heartwarming voice deserve to be heard by more people.
Isn't this more instructive and educational than letting the public watch these bloody and violent scenes? ! ! As a die-hard fan of Feng Mu, a true die-hard fan, Wang Cong was deeply influenced by Feng Mu, and his bones were full of human brilliance.
He is willing to share Feng Mu's...great love with more people! Of course, in addition to personal emotional factors, Wang Cong also feels that owning a TV station will be more conducive to Feng Mu's progress.
A prison with two buildings is too small and cannot accommodate Feng Mu's ideals.
As an excellent subordinate, Wang Cong has a sincere heart and feels that he should always be ready to pave the way for Feng Mu to reach higher places.
At this moment, the director's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed at the big screen and shouted anxiously: "Director, there is a picture!"
Wei Guangming's roar suddenly stopped. He looked up and stared at the screen, his expression instantly changing from fury to ecstasy: "The signal has been restored?! Where did the signal come from?!"
The technician quickly came to the console, tapped the keyboard quickly, and then replied in surprise:
"Director, the signal is coming from the sewer! The live source number is... the camera that Deng Jiajia took away!"
"Deng Jiajia?!"
Wei Guangming's eyes lit up frighteningly. He slammed the table and laughed, "Good! Good! Deng Jiajia really didn't disappoint me! This is the elite reporter of our Guangling TV Station!"
Wei Guangming's voice was full of admiration and joy, as if the rage just now had never happened.
He walked quickly to the screen, stared at it intently, and kept issuing commands:
“The image in the sewer is a bit dark. Please use technical means to brighten it up. Also, please push all the live streams out immediately.
Our TV station reporter risked his life to shoot the footage, I won’t allow anyone in District 9 to miss it… Quick, quick, bring the ratings back up!!!”
(End of this chapter)
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