When I came out of the office building, it was already noon.
After Bai Ling let Wu Xiaoya return to the General Administration alone, he set off for Yunshang College alone.
Sitting in the car, he was trying to figure out An Jianxiu's reaction today while waiting calmly to arrive at the school.
'An Jianxiu didn't answer the question right away today, but it was obvious that he was already a little shaken.'
"The only thing he's doubting about right now is whether I can allow him to master the power of Shadow intact."
Bai Ling's eyes were deep: "Don't worry too much about this. After all, An Jianxiu already has some ideas for the future. Unfortunately, by the time he had an idea, he had already been eroded too deeply."
Although this idea may not be completely successful, it can at least allow An Jianxiu to get rid of Shadow's influence on him to a certain extent in the initial stage.
That's enough.
An Jianxiu is not a good person. Even though he looks calm and composed now, there is actually a deep and rich darkness in his heart.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to give birth to something like "Shadow".
In the final analysis, he himself also has some issues with his personality. Or to be more precise, anyone who is attracted by the green light has some mental problems.
Director Wang might be counted as half guilty, after all, he then stabbed Qingguang hard.
Therefore, Bai Ling was not worried that An Jianxiu would be in trouble in the future.
Strictly speaking, they cannot be considered to be in the same camp. They are only tenuously connected together because of the existence of the Countermeasures Bureau, and they also have to engage in a small cooperation because of the Countermeasures Bureau.
Whether it is morning or evening or day, the two organizations can actually be considered rivals.
In the future, An Jianxiu will rely on the Countermeasures Bureau to continuously expand Chaomu's influence, and eventually evolve into a behemoth that cannot be underestimated.
This is similar to the current daylight.
The only difference from Mingzhou is that Chaomu focuses on the "star effect".
They will choose relatively eye-catching men and women, have them demonstrate extraordinary strength, and gain a large number of ordinary people as fans by recording the images of them hunting alien species, processing them and posting them on the Internet.
Relying on this method, they made a lot of money in the future.
But daytime is different.
In Bailing's conception, there should also be a "hero" in the daytime. However, this hero is not just an idol.
He should be someone who can teach by example, impart what he knows to others, bring hope to others, and serve as a role model to give people strength.
Instead of being like An Jianxiu, who just randomly finds two handsome men and beautiful women to create a movie, just like the old days when traffic stars were created by quantity, relying on the enthusiasm and love of fans to occupy people's attention.
In his diary, Bai Ling saw news reports more than once about how Chaomu Company was criticized and attacked for fraud.
Many of their "stars" are basically ordinary people, who have gained strong external conditions in the film and television industry only through team packaging. They are castles in the air hanging high in the clouds, bubbles that are likely to burst if poked.
Moreover, every packaged guy will be forced to sign a series of treaties, including not being able to disclose company secrets, not being allowed to fall in love, not being allowed to switch to other organizations, not being able to have their own personal social media accounts, strict spending restrictions, etc. The conditions are harsh and cold.
It can be said that the future is like a beautiful plastic cup production line. It produces one beautiful and meaningful plastic cup after another, and then gives it to others to praise and admire. In the end, when they use it, they find that it is just a piece of beautiful shit.
But even so, the future mornings and evenings will still be good.
The reason for this is that the mental state of future humans is probably not going to be very normal.
Today a city falls here, tomorrow hundreds of thousands of people die there. Their spirits have been numbed by this kind of news, so they urgently need something to entertain them on the gloomy road ahead.
For this reason, Chaomu came into being and continued to grow and develop.
Therefore, all production capacity is the result of selecting demand.
Looking out the window, Bai Ling discovered that it was drizzling.
In the rain, he sighed softly: "The future..."
The future is going to be tough.
Natural disasters, alien crises, and all sorts of things hidden in the darkness make it almost impossible for anyone to remain calm and composed for a long time.
In a high-pressure environment, if people stay too tense for a long time, their rationality will easily break.
So we can’t blame them for this. After all, most people are not wrong.
This is also the reason why Bering felt it necessary to establish Mingri.
Unlike Chaomu, they are an organization that aims to give people wisdom, knowledge and hope.
Instead of creating a perfect idol and making people pay for the idol's beauty and desire.
The two are probably different.
When you are in danger, if you have enough knowledge, you can at least have a chance to solve the problem; but if you only have one idol that you are crazy about...
Then it’s time to start considering which style of small box to use as your future permanent home.
"Once they have resolved the incident in this exercise, they should continue to try to expand their popularity..."
Bai Ling thought: "The weather disaster in Xinhai City is a good choice."
Nothing can make people feel the existence of "hope" better than turning the tide and saving others in a disaster.
When a disaster strikes, the Countermeasures Bureau will issue a warning in advance. However, not everyone will follow the warning and run away. There will always be some people who have to stay at home due to various problems.
Such people will probably feel desperate when faced with a disaster.
At this time, the people from "Mingri" appeared again, broke into their field of vision in a heroic manner, and rescued them well...
That would surely be the birth of light.
Although it might be suspected of being a show, who cares about such trivial details? Anyway, the Countermeasures Bureau also wants to expand its influence, and it just hits it off with Ming Zhou.
There is one thing we need to be careful about, that is Chaomu may also send people to carry out the rescue, and record the video with Mingzhou, and then post it online after processing.
Now that they have received the cooperation list from the Countermeasures Bureau, they have probably come up with the idea of creating an artificial "idol".
So when a meteorological disaster occurs, they will most likely come here.
Bering even felt that future meteorological disasters might become a competition between the two organizations to launch rescue operations...
How should I put it, he thought it was quite interesting.
It is a good thing both from the perspective of publicity and the development of events that people with extraordinary powers are willing to devote themselves to saving ordinary people.
Moreover, morning and evening are different from day and night.
The leader of Chaomu is An Jianxiu, the exquisite and old-fashioned "evil ghost in the shadow".
And the leader of Ming Zhou is him.
"prophet".
Bai Ling had enough confidence that Chaomu would not get anything good, but Mingzhou would get enough attention.
After all, the script for the future has already been written.
"But we have to leave some soup for our competitors, otherwise they will come here for nothing, right?"
I am truly a generous and tolerant person.
He glanced at his diary, chuckled, and stood up.
At this moment, the car has arrived at the cloud market.
Carrying the bag, Bai Ling walked slowly towards the direction of the academy. ——On the other side.
Ding Yan and Song Qingci had just finished their classes for the day.
Perhaps because they are all special talents, what they learn is different from Ji Qianqin and Li Jingwen.
Therefore, they were assigned to different small groups.
Today they were taught how to use cold weapons and tried to exercise their awareness. The after-class content is to consolidate what they have learned before.
How should I put it? Although the things taught here are systematic, Ding Yan always feels that these things don’t seem to be worth coming here to learn.
I don't know what the prophet is thinking. He can practice these things by himself, but he insists on bringing himself to this school...
And he had to be thrown around by that violent woman.
Thinking about the scene where he was beaten by Song Qingci before, Ding Yan couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Next to him, Song Qingci was wiping the sweat off his body in the girls' locker room.
She thought back to the results of her classes today and became more and more shocked.
She looked at her hands, wondering blankly: 'Is that Ding Yan really not a monster?'
It was the first time she had seen someone make such horrible progress.
Although he had met the other party before, Song Qingci had never fought with him.
And today, the two of them are fighting each other as simulated sparring partners.
However, the more he fought with the opponent, the more Song Qingci was amazed at the terrifying power of the opponent.
Doesn't he feel tired?! Song Qingci's eyes flickered as he recalled the flame on Ding Yan's body that never went out and seemed to burn forever.
This flame felt very familiar to her.
But what really surprised her was not the intensity of the fire.
It was because Ding Yan, that guy, seemed to be able to use the power of this flame without restriction! Ever since he went to the game hall with the prophet and got some memory fragments of his father, Song Qingci roughly understood the origin of this flame.
That was the monster of the Nine-Headed Divine Cult, the flame of the "Red Lotus".
This is the fire that burns your parents.
So when Song Qingci saw this guy Ding Yan, his feelings were actually quite complicated.
Of course she knew that Ding Yan had nothing to do with what she had experienced. After all, at that time, Ding Yan was probably just like her, still a child with unclear memories.
But for some reason, when she looked at the fire, she couldn't help but feel her hands and feet itchy.
I wanted to put it out completely, grab the flame and smash it to the ground.
And the results are obvious.
All the bruises on Ding Yan's body were caused by her falling.
At least at the beginning, Ding Yan did have a lot of bruises on his body.
But his recovery ability far exceeded Song Qingci's expectations.
After just a while, he was back to being full of energy as if nothing had happened.
Is this a monster? Song Qingci felt that he was becoming more and more confused about this guy.
She sighed, took off her clothes, changed into casual clothes, and grabbed the red scarf from the side and tied it tightly around her forehead.
After doing all this, she opened the door of the locker room, walked through the corridor and out of the training ground, only to see Ding Yan standing with a man.
When he saw the man, Song Qingci's expression froze slightly.
Next second.
As if he noticed Song Qingci's gaze, the man turned his head, pulled his scarf, chuckled and said, "Good afternoon, Miss Song."
"I hope I haven't disturbed your rest," the man said, "but I think it would be more respectful to inform you in person."
Looking at the pale, smiling man, Song Qingci scratched his cheek subconsciously, and then said in a weak voice: "Good afternoon..."
She even looked a little shy.
There's no way this isn't embarrassing.
When I went to the arcade with Ji Qianqin to retrieve my memories, my eyes were red and there were obvious traces of tears on my face. There was no doubt that I had cried.
And that messy and sad look was seen by the man in front of him.
So instinctively, Song Qingci felt a little shy.
There is a sense of shame that my dark history has been seen by the other party...
Looking at Song Qingci, Bai Ling also smiled and nodded.
He didn't have any special feelings about this.
You know, he has seen too much dark history recently.
Whether it was Song Qingci, Ji Qianqin, Ding Yan, or even Qi Guang and Wang Weizheng, he left a lot of records.
It's the type that when you take it out in the future, the person involved will either blush or stretch out his hand in anger, wishing he could slap himself to death.
Recording the dark history of these geniuses and heroes has always been one of Bering's interests.
When I need it in the future, I can use these dark histories as a handle, and then tell them kindly that they don’t want these things to be exposed and coerce these guys to do things! Oh, didn’t I say before that I shouldn’t do this?
Bai Ling thought about it and decided to use the excuse that "people always change" to get away with it.
He has changed.
Moreover, for the sake of the world and humanity, some small sacrifices are necessary and worthy of recognition! So Song Qingci actually doesn't need to be so shy.
After all, her dark history is only a small part of what Bailing has recorded so far, even less than Lin Ju.
…Although she knew she probably wouldn’t be very happy.
Bai Ling came back to his senses from the mess and looked at Ding Yan and Song Qingci, his expression gradually becoming serious.
He said: "You may not know that in the next few days, the graduating class of the school will have an exercise with other countries."
"This exercise is a rare exchange and competition. Through the exercise, outstanding talents can get to know each other in advance and have a certain foundation of trust when handling tasks in the future."
After saying this, Bai Ling first glanced at the expressions of Ding Yan and Song Qingci.
It was obvious that Ding Yan knew nothing and just looked at himself blankly.
Song Qingci probably anticipated what Bai Ling would say next, and his face looked thoughtful.
After observing the two people's reactions for a while, Bai Ling continued, "I have already discussed this with the people from the Countermeasures Bureau."
"As first-year students, you will be allowed to join the exercise team this year as an exception, and go to Yanxia Mountain as a member of the exercise!"
Ding Yan: “?”
He stared at Bai Ling with wide eyes and said in disbelief: "We are going too?!"
Hearing this, Bai Ling smiled and said, "Of course."
"Not only do we have to go, but we also have to get good grades."
As he said this, he smiled and weighed his bag: "So, I'm here to give you some extra training this time."
"This extra training should at least allow you to keep up with the level of those graduating classes."
“Only in this way can we gain the respect and trust of others in this exercise.”
And... survive!
Bering did not say this.
Although he will also be in the team for this exercise, he still hopes that these people can overcome the difficulties with their own strength.
After all, he is not omniscient and omnipotent.
Sometimes, they have to rely on themselves.
Thinking of this, he put down the handbag and took out two things from it, handing them to Song Qingci and Ding Yan one by one.
This was the “extra training” he wanted to give the two of them.
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