The camera even deliberately followed the daytime sleep and shed tears. All the audience saw with their own eyes that the arrogant daytime sleep shed tears and even covered his ears, looking extremely scared and humble.
There are a lot of hahahahahahahaha and I've never seen anything like this in the comments.
When Gu Qingxu met her, the hot searches had collapsed, with everyone discussing Zhou Mian's pretentious behavior during the live broadcast.
A blog post by a psychologist quickly became popular in the square.
"Today, I saw the trending search term 'Daytime Sleeping and Pretending' and clicked on it by chance. I thought it was just for fun, but it turned out to be anything but fun.
She hid under the table, much like someone in a war zone, instinctively seeking cover. She covered her ears because she was afraid the bombs would deafen her, just like one of my patients with post-war syndrome. Although I don't know this reporter well, she was clearly experiencing a stress reaction, which was uncontrollable and not a stunt.
Someone below said, "She wouldn't be like this back in China, would she? There's no shell here, and it's fake that she's still here like this."
"To be honest, I don't deny her achievements, but when she squatted down and cried, I really laughed. It was a bit contrived."
"You've been to the battlefield before, so why would you be afraid of the sound of a piece of equipment falling down? What a far-fetched reason."
However, the blogger thought of his own patients and felt sad:
"Why are only heroes allowed to exist? I've seen many heroes, but they were just ordinary people. Even after leaving the battlefield, they still had many aftereffects, some of which they couldn't let go for decades. They used up all the courage they could muster in their lives, so why aren't they allowed to come back and be as fearful as a thorn in the flesh?
It was with this body that she protected the people of Country G, and it was with this shelter that she delivered news that shocked the whole world.
I think it is inappropriate for people who have never been to the battlefield to point fingers at this reporter.
She never retreated on the battlefield, and how many people who accused her were able to risk their lives as many times as she did?
With so many people here laughing at her, has anyone ever thought that if the people of Country G saw this, they wouldn't laugh, they would only feel sorry for their hero."
People keep coming out to spread the news that famous generals and soldiers would hallucinate the sound of airdrops after leaving the battlefield, would fall while walking on the ground because they thought a bump was a landmine, and would become mentally dissociated because they had seen too many broken limbs.
The ridicule and misunderstanding gradually subsided, and I didn’t care what happened next. I slept during the day and didn’t want to watch anymore.
She guessed that there would probably still be a lot of ridicule.
Zhou Mian didn't dare to take part in activities anymore. When she was taken home by Gu Qingxu, she felt so incompetent for the first time. She lowered her head and covered her eyes with one hand: "Am I really that bad?"
Gu Qingxu held her other hand. "You're a hero. No matter what public opinion is like right now, when you're mentioned five or ten years from now, people will only remember that there was a reporter named Zhoumian who prevented a major war in the 21st century. G Country's textbooks will remember you, and the people you saved will all know you weren't faking it."
She knew it clearly, and she should have known it. She was very aware of the declining trend of news and public opinion, and she also knew that in five or ten years, it would be as Gu Qingxu said.
But at this moment he was still trapped in a cage.
School started soon after, and I even felt a little nervous during my daytime naps, afraid of the gazes and whispers of people around me.
However, after class on the first night, I was pulled downstairs to the dormitory by the drama club.
She subconsciously wanted to hide, not knowing what it was.
But before she could react, all the lights in the dormitory building went out, and were replaced by the fluorescent light of mobile phone flashlights, which lit up the entire square like glow sticks at a concert.
There are more than a dozen dormitory buildings, and every floor is shining.
While I was still dazed during my daytime nap, I heard singing suddenly coming from all directions, filling the empty square downstairs.
"I'll reach out my hand to you"
(I will reach out to you)
"I'll have faith in all you do"
(I have faith in everything you do)
Zhumian covered his mouth in disbelief, his eyes so hot that tears seemed to be coming out.
Waves of singing like waves of wheat came towards her, those young and passionate voices all surrounded her. The lights seemed to be substantial, wrapping her like a warm woolen shawl, driving away the cold. At this moment, she stood at the center of the world.
“Just call my name”
(As long as you whisper my name)
“And I’ll be there”
(I'll be there for you)
"I'll be there for you"
(I will be there to comfort you)
“Build my world of dreams around you”
(Building a dream world around you and me)
"I'm so glad that I found you"
(I am so happy to have found you)
"I'll be there with a love so strong"
(I will stay by your side with my steadfast love)
The lights like fluorescent sticks swayed left and right. I couldn't help crying. I was in the center of the crowd, surrounded by people.
It was the song she heard before she was hit by the mortar.
Perhaps the G country soldier who was playing guitar and singing to find joy in the midst of suffering in the encirclement has turned into ashes, but at this moment, she seemed to have returned to the moment before she was hit, and she seemed to still be brave and fearless in her daytime sleep.
“I’ll be your strength”
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