The debate live broadcast hall was as big as a theater, and the trapezoidal auditorium in front of it was filled with audiences from all walks of life. Among them are ordinary salarymen and college students, representing a diverse social formation. The live broadcast of the political debate forum of Dadongjing TV Station is very famous, and the ratings are also very high, so the candidates are made to come here to show their faces.
Xiao Yi sat in the front row of the auditorium with Xiaokui and Kanako's campaign team, while Shen Ming stood at the entrance and exit of the backstage on the right, wearing black plastic-framed glasses and watching closely the movements in the live broadcast room.
But now, there was one person whose strong killing intent immediately attracted Shen Ming's attention, and that was the bald thrush who stayed at the entrance and exit on the left backstage like him.
Shen Ming was not timid, but more doubtful. The man smelled blood all over his body, his eyes were like a butcher's, and he was definitely an expert in killing. But his killing intent was not aimed at Kanako, but at himself, something special.
After the host announced the start of the program, he first introduced the four guests one by one, including their campaign slogans, life stories, and finally their approval ratings in polls.
Here is a poll with only four candidates as options, showing that Zhizhu Mitsuoka’s support rate is as high as 53% as the first place, and the other two guests, one is 20% and the other is 16%. Unexpectedly, Kanako’s support The rate is already 14%.
You must know that a few days ago, if she did this kind of survey, she would definitely not even reach 5%.
Regarding today's topic, the host gave a brief introduction with a short TV clip:
Regarding the origin of the Japanese underworld, it was basically after the samurai class was abolished that many samurai lost their focus in life and gradually turned to violent crimes. Some samurai also started business or engaged in shady industries (such as opening casinos and brothels). These thugs, ronin, and other new forces entering the Japanese market system all have one thing in common: they are not accepted by society.
In fact, the Japanese gangsters were born out of the maverick "Qianqi" in the past. They dressed strangely, behaved strangely, and often carried long knives, threatening the people and even killing innocent people indiscriminately.
"Mr. host, your colleagues in the data collection team are a bit lazy." Before starting the free debate, Zhizhu Mitsuoka had already taken the lead in laughing, "These things are probably collected from online encyclopedias. In fact, there are no gangsters in Japan. , everyone who is misunderstood by you is a member of the club. Did you all join the club when you were in college? What kind of comic study club, movie club, all of them gather friends with the same interests. Naturally, I don’t understand this kind of friendship.”
At the end of Mitsuoka Zhizhu's speech, he naturally turned his eyes to Kanako who was beside him, and the academic education attack had already begun.
"Mr. Zhizhu is right, a club is a group of friends who have a common hobby, and the hobby of a gangster club is probably crime.
According to data, since we were "picked wool" by the American Plaza Agreement, the Japanese economy has continued to decline for as long as 10 years. The growth rate is thriving on the sidelines.
They can always get the development rights at a price far below the market, and all bidders will always be inexplicably injured and withdraw from the bidding.
The AV industry business they control has increased by 30%, and illegal films without coding can be bought everywhere.
In the neighborhoods where they exist, traders have to pay protection fees in addition to high taxes.
And what have our politicians done? "Kanako retorted, "Being corrupted, wooed, and even came out to run for a politician. "
"You are all guessing!" Zhizhu Mitsuoka said seriously.
"I have official data to support them. These are statistics papers I wrote when I was in college, and I won the top ten paper awards of the year. If Mr. Zhizhu knows how to surf the Internet, you can search on Google."
It was so sharp, the audience in the audience were completely attracted by the two people's rhetoric. Although Kanako participated in this kind of program for the first time, her sonorous and powerful debating style was very spicy. Even the old politician Mitsuoka Chou also looked at her with admiration. Unexpectedly, this little girl still doesn't suffer at all. She also knows how to use her strengths to promote herself by using the enemy's attack on her.
The other two candidates suddenly felt bad. If this continues, they will really become supporting role scumbags. They quickly came to intervene, but because of the difference in campaign slogans, what they said was neither painful nor itchy. The joke jokes also failed to attract the attention of the audience.
What followed was simply a two-person show between Zhizhu Mitsuoka and Kanako Kurashina. All kinds of dry goods were brought out one after another. Zhizhu Mitsuoka's mobile phone had as many as 100G of photos and videos, showing the difference between modern societies and traditional gangsters. Including the Fukushima nuclear power plant leakage accident triggered by the Japanese earthquake a few years ago, when the government rescue was delayed, the local community members took the initiative to help the people evacuate and take care of the patients, and they contributed their own money and effort, risking Threatened by nuclear radiation, rescue people's property.
In particular, Zhizhu Mitsuoka's interviews with gangsters who saved lives were filmed as sensational as movies, and the soundtrack was added with a soft light effect, making the gangsters with "hairtail" tattooed on their arms look like sympathetic heroes , Many viewers were even moved to tears.
The Zhizhu Guanggang looked at the short story with a sneer in his heart and said, "Little girls fight with me? Please ask the old Mouzi of the Celestial Dynasty to make a promotional video. If you don't compare you to scum, I won't call Guanggang or Tuogang!"
After the promotional video, the scene entered a moral corner. When local cases were magnified, values and views of right and wrong would be distorted accordingly.
This is the most common trick used by politicians to reverse the truth and make the human beings, an emotional animal, ignore reason and evidence, and just prefer to believe in the "goodness" seen by the eyes.
That's why voters always elect politicians who make them miserable, and the flaws of capitalism are clearly visible at this moment. Compared with cunning politicians, they are a group of ants who think they control their own destiny.
"If I remember correctly, Ms. Kanako seems to be a young unmarried mother? Your child's father seems to be a member of the club. I don't understand. He joined the club in order to support your mother and daughter. In the end, Mr. Murdered by villains, if you know that you are now If you are so opposed to his work, why does Izumishita close your eyes?" Zhizhu Mitsuoka quietly labeled Kanako as ungrateful.
In the Japanese world where men are superior to women, the biggest crime for women is to disobey their husbands.
The audience's eyes on Kanako changed and became full of hostility. Kanako panicked at this moment, her heartbeat became so fast, she felt as if she was making an enemy of the whole world, no matter how she explained, she would be scoffed at by the audience.
"Hey, fight with me, you are too young." Zhizhu Guanggang sneered.
"Why did the old man bully Xiaokui's mother! Mother is so pitiful!" Xiaokui cried depressedly, and wanted to get up and curse, but was hugged tightly by Xiao Yi.
"It's okay, it's okay, there's still data to say." Kanako used the breathing method taught by Shen Ming to slow down the nervous heartbeat.
And Zhizhu Mitsuoka gave the audience a wink, and a spectator sitting in the front row, who had been prepared for a long time, took out an egg, and the arm strength of an amateur baseball player allowed the spectator to smash the egg accurately To Kanako who was charging.
But when the egg was about to hit Kanako, Shen Ming, who rushed out from the backstage, raised his left arm and caught the egg with his palm. The monster-like zero body was activated naturally, excreting all the impact force of the egg out of the body, allowing the fragile egg to lie in Shen Ming's palm safe and sound.
"What an interesting exercise..." The bald-headed thrush in the other section also saw his eyes light up. This kind of special power made him awe-inspiring in his pursuit of being stronger.
"Are you okay?" Shen Ming looked at Kanako, and slowly put down the egg in his hand.
"Yes." Kanako nodded.
"Host, please manage the order of the scene. No matter what Ms. Kanako's argument is, she is only a woman, and her child is also present. Allowing the audience to hurt and bully her like this is not what a civilized society should behave." Shen Ming used the standard Said in Japanese, and handed the egg to the host.
A few words immediately aroused the audience's sympathy for Kanako, and quickly brought back everyone's atmosphere from the promotional video.
"Bastard, spoil my good deed." Zhizhu Mitsuoka hated his teeth itching.
The host was also extremely embarrassed, and quickly asked the security guards to drag the egg-throwing audience out. Shen Ming didn't go backstage anymore, and stood directly behind Kanako. After the egg incident, the host was embarrassed to ask the bodyguard to go down. In addition, the bodyguard was also a recent celebrity. Standing in front of the camera, it was undoubtedly a disguised appearance. Increased ratings for the show.
The director even made the camera look in the direction of Shen Ming, and gave him a few close-ups of his stern face.
With Shen Ming's company, Kanako, who was in a panic, suddenly calmed down. Facing the audience, facing her family, and facing everyone, she admitted frankly, "Yes, I used to be obsessed with violence, and I used to drop out of school. I am like the current Many young people also think that fighting is cool, tattoos are beautiful, and men who like to talk with their fists feel awe-inspiring when parading along the streets with motorcycle parties.
In my opinion, politics is the intrigue of a group of old men, the most important thing is freedom and doing whatever you want. The life of gangsters should be a symbol of freedom, because they ignore the constraints of the law.
My husband, although he has never married me, but I am used to calling him that, he is a member of the violence, he is good at fighting, he wants to take care of our mother and daughter with his fists, I am moved by him... and also by his stupidity value.
He died in a fight, leaving me and my unborn child, and after the violence, only the pain remained. I stubbornly gave birth to Xiaokui, broke up with the family, and had to rely on photo albums to sell lust to raise children.
I don't think it needs to be said much about the difficulties involved, and you can experience it yourself.
What I want to say is that if my husband is still alive, if time gives me another chance, I will definitely persuade him to put down his fists and violence, be an ordinary worker, and live a normal life.
And now, as I stand here, it is my duty to protect other people's wives and children, and to save their husbands. If being anti-gangsters is anti-my husband, I'm willing to take the blame, just to keep our kids from asking, 'Mommy, where's my daddy? '"