After figuring out the planning of the program group, Ou Keke refused inwardly.
Violent Bear is indeed very popular now, and he is also a popular candidate for the championship, but the animal protection organization has already regarded him as a thorn in the flesh, hacked the Internet, and asked his own big tiger to partner with him, which is nothing but harm.
Ou Keke was still thinking about how to word her rebuttal when she suddenly heard someone speak before her.
"It's too far-fetched! No. 199 had a fight with Violent Bear, the audience is not stupid, they won't buy it, why not fire CP with No. 56!"
Ou Keke recognized him, he was the editor of the program group, his name was George or Joey or something, he was very emotional for some reason.
At this time, another person also spoke, which was No. 56's agent: "Yes, I think Pierce will be happy to cooperate. He has always been very interested in No. 199."
Pierce’s name shook some people who initially supported the proposal. O Keke knew that Pierce had a lot of background. He heard that his father was the leader in the outer city. He seemed to have fallen out with his father and went to the program group to find entertainment.
There was silence in the conference room, and finally the director broke the silence. He seemed to like to call O Keke's name today: "Ke Ke, tell me."
Ou Keke wanted to object, but she knew that this meeting was just a formality, and the decision had already been made by her superiors. Under the table, she pinched the corner of her clothes hard, and she could feel the shape of the plastic needle in her pocket with her palm.
"Ah, I think it's good for the program group," said it with difficulty at first, as if her throat was choked, but the medicine reminded her that she was only a little better than a slave, and she didn't express her opinion Qualification, "We can divert the attention of animal protection organizations and vent their dissatisfaction through the confrontation between No. 199 and the violent bear. As long as they have a sense of identity with No. 199 and decide to support him, they will become the most loyal viewers of the show." As long as the 199th is on the same day, if they want him to defeat the violent bear, they must abide by the rules of the program. Not only can the behavior of attacking the program group be effectively controlled, but they can also make them pay for the animal protection image agents created by the program group. Increase the income of the program group."
"Smart kid," the director praised, "I can trust you to make 199 do what I want, can't I?"
"Of course, it's my job."
The meeting was over, Ou Keke went into the bathroom and touched up her makeup.
A used syringe lying quietly in the trash can.
"I'm fine, Coco."
Brett understood the arrangement of the program group relayed by O Keke, and in turn comforted the agent who was extremely depressed.
Anyway, this world is not a fun thing, and it doesn't matter who the CP is.
However, under the double stimulation of the outside world and drugs, Ou Keke seemed to be caught in a painful past. Her eyes were glazed over, she was covered in cold sweat, and her teeth were gnashing loudly.
She regarded Brett as another person, and her black nails grabbed his wrist: "You shouldn't listen to me, I killed you... You go to those banquets, to accompany those inner city people, you clearly I hate doing this so much... But in the end you still died... I was so useless, it was all my fault, it was all my fault... Woohoo..." In the end, he threw himself into Brett's arms and broke down crying.
"I don't blame you." Brett comforted her softly, trying his best to calm her emotions.
After Ou Keke calmed down, Brett was informed that Ou Keke's elder brother was a contestant in the third season and died tragically in the game.
"He is not a good player, I only see clearly now," Ou Keke said, repeating, "I only see clearly now." So he must die, only one of the five hundred can live, he can't be the last one . She murmured, "If I had known earlier..."
"Will you persuade him to give up directly?" Brett asked.
Ou Keke bit her lip and shook her head, that way she would die faster, even the little bugs knew how to struggle, if they didn't try it, they wouldn't be reconciled to anything.
"The advice you gave was very professional and helped me a lot."
"Then why is he still dead?" Ou Keke asked the corner.
Brett excuses her: "Your brother is just unlucky." The reincarnation wasn't right.
"Just bad luck?"
"yes."
"What about your luck?" Ou Keke asked expectantly.
"Unparalleled in the world." Not everyone is so unlucky to be able to wear it here.
Ou Keke seemed to have gained some kind of comfort, and his whole body relaxed.
They discussed some work matters, and when Ou Keke was about to leave, Brett stopped her.
"Can you contact the animal protection organization for me? Don't let the program know."
Okeke's heart tightened, and she looked at Brett in surprise, "What do you want to do?"
"I am the property of the program group, what can I do?" Bright asked.
Under Brett's calm but determined gaze, Okeke put her fingers to her mouth, as if she wanted to bite her nails again.
The man did not soften his heart, and still looked at her with that gaze. The latter felt scared and left in a panic.
This is a test for Ococo.
She is afraid of the program group and is controlled by the program group. When facing her boss and colleagues, she even has to control her anxious nail-biting behavior. Anxiety shows the depth of his fear.
But under the influence of empathy, she developed a special feeling for Brett, probably because she lost her brother and needs sustenance in her life, and Brett is similar to her brother in some aspects.
The next step is to sink into the sea of misery, or to be poor and want to change, the fate is in her own hands.
Brett is very clear that for O Keke, helping him may not be redemption, it may make her fall into a more miserable situation, but she must hate this program group, hate it for taking away close relatives, if even hate If she gave up, she wouldn't need those drugs.
Because you remember, you feel pain; because you can't revenge, you need to be paralyzed.
Hodge knew about this earlier than Brett, and he understood that it was the director's handwriting.
The old guy was probably warning himself that the program group was his territory, so don't stretch his hands too far. Moreover, the director also seems to be interested in No. 199. After watching the video of him fighting a violent bear, he sees the potential of becoming a champion in No. 199. He is interested in any player who shows this quality.
"Gentleman, what do you think?" The inner city people were familiar with each other, and they were smart enough to see something from the director's actions, and tactfully tested Hodge.
"The director always has his reasons for what he does." Hodge smirked, suppressing his inner displeasure.
"It's natural." The man mentioned Brett again and asked Hodge how he felt after using it.
This is the second time he has shown interest in Brett, beyond the scope of politeness, Hodge's displeasure has developed into anger, but his rationality tells him that it's nothing, and he shouldn't have emotional fluctuations because of it . Probably because the prey was coveted before it was eaten, and his desire to monopolize the prey was too urgent, which made him abnormal.
Fortunately, people in the inner city are very reserved, and they support and respect each other's interests and hobbies. Although they explore, they are not too much.
They discussed in polite tones: "I have to say I'm surprised that number 199 has kept you interested for so long."
"One of the players most likely to win the championship this year, I think it should have its own uniqueness."
Hodge said goodbye coldly and left the reception.
After he left, the conversation among the inner city people continued.
"He will always get tired of it. If it were me, I would probably wait until No. 199 became a champion or completely failed before eating it and discarding it, just like the director."
"Ah, that nasty guy," he said to the other person in a completely appreciative tone, "the alpha wolf is not bad, taming it must be very rewarding, isn't it, data engineer?"
"57.42%."
"...how did you get the decimal point?"
When Hodge came to the program group, Brett was filming. According to the requirements of the program group, he had to shoot a set of scenes with the violent bear, pretending that he was dissatisfied with the cruelty of the violent bear to the animals, and used the name of discussion to meet the violent bear in private. .
In order to increase the spark between the two, they will tear their clothes during the fight, and the more they fight, the less clothes they will wear, giving people the feeling of a combination of violence and sensuality.
"You don't sweat enough, Violent Bear, come here and fix your makeup."
Violent bear is extremely disgusted with this kind of false fighting, and the blackness behind him has already materialized, but the makeup artist assigned to him is very serious in his work, pursuing beauty, and hopes that the artist will present the best state in front of the camera, while Violent Bear He was the one who didn't care about this kind of thing the most, and was interrupted again and again, seeing the verge of an explosion.
Bright stopped him in time: "After the filming is finished, let's make an appointment to discuss it?"
He is very aware of his weaknesses and lack of experience in battle, and Andy the Bear can help him make up for this very well.
This proposal appeased Andy, the burly man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and grinned: "I will break all your bones."
Brett: I send it to the orthopedics department every now and then, did the bones offend you
After the filming ended, Brett went to the frequented room according to the instructions of the program staff.
"How long have you been waiting?" He asked Hodge, and then went to the bathroom consciously without waiting for the other party's order. Through the door, he heard Hodge's arrogant voice: "Let the master wait, you should be punished for this."
Hodge didn't prepare any clothes for him. The one he wore earlier was scrapped during the shoot, and Bright only wore a bath towel.
He has become more and more used to not wearing clothes. Live with a smile.JPG
Unlike usual, this time Hodge did not sit on the sofa, but sat on the bed, realizing the difference in this meeting, Brett's eyes darkened.
He walked up to Hodge cautiously and looked at him with probing eyes, as if he was asking what happened. His right hand held Hodge's, and his fingers rested on his pulse intentionally or unintentionally.
"How do you want to punish me, master?" The content was respectful, but the tone was joking, with a rising sound, which reminded Hodge of the raised tail of a feline.
"Slaves don't need clothes."
Brett took off the towel as promised.
When Hodge was about to give a second order, Brett stepped forward and faced him face to face, very close, breath touching.
"So good at giving orders, are you from the inner city?" Brett hit a straight ball, Hodge is too smart, his temptation can always be seen through by the opponent, it might as well be direct, and it might have a miraculous effect when the opponent is unprepared.
The distance between the two was very close, and any reaction of Hodge could not escape Brett's eyes. The black pupils shrank, and the pulse beat faster, which was a direct reaction from the body. Brett got the answer he wanted, and his heart sank slightly.
Hodge also found himself exposed. He thought of the electric whip. If he had it in his hand at this time, he would definitely give the man a hard lesson, but no, he had no way to refute it, so he could only admit it. He thought of the guy who mentioned Bright many times at the banquet before, and lied maliciously: "Yes, I am 'Detective'."
Inner city people have titles in addition to their names, which is consistent with what Brett saw in the novel at first, and he basically believed it. Out of vigilance against the inner city people, Brett didn't continue to ask because he was worried that he would scare the snake away. Moreover, Hodge was already on guard at this time, and he couldn't ask anything, so he temporarily gave up the pursuit.
"Do you want to continue?" He asked ambiguously.