The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

(Warning before reading: The content of this chapter is slightly incorrect, so please do not follow up.)

"Answer me directly! As a citizen of the empire, I am qualified to know who gave you the confidence to do evil and who is your backer? Is there an improper relationship between you and the organizing committee?"

At the hearing, when the male reporter saw the crusade on the barrage, his face flushed with excitement, his eyeballs bulged out, and he wanted to stare his head out alive.

As he spoke, the barrage also followed the rhythm:

[The mistress of the junior high school student is such a despicable bastard that even the old men on the organizing committee can talk about it. 】

[Who can pick a serious girl so accurately? I don’t know how many times I’ve read it in private, but I understand everything. 】

"You used lynching to deliberately harm your classmates. Is it because you are mentally distorted by hatred of men and deliberately create gender antagonism, or are you using gender issues to actually harm the fairness of competition and gain unfair advantages?"

[Freedom to dress freely, the traffic password of female boxing. 】

[Isn’t it just for people to look at you when you dress so coquettishly? Stand and stand again. 】

"Have you ever thought that your impulsiveness would trigger copycat crimes and homomorphic revenge? Will it cause more serious social conflicts and intensify the stereotype of women?"

[Remember, if a girl is beaten again, please don’t act bravely. Being beaten to death is the blessing that the little fairy deserves. 】

[The authorities still wanted to protect her, so I went out on the street and randomly stabbed a few women to death. If I really wanted to respond to violence with violence, it’s not the men who I’m afraid of. 】

"Apologise! Apologize now! You must apologize to everyone!"

This man with a strong desire to perform was frothing. When he saw the staff approaching behind him, he howled as if his purple mood was activated:

"You want to kill people and silence them? Come on! Come on! I'm not afraid! The audience is watching! Come and arrest me if you're not afraid of losing your reputation!"

This style of hob meat really made the staff hesitate for a while, not knowing what to do.

In reality, it was the male reporter who was adding flair and jealousy in a high-sounding manner. In the projected barrage, there were clear slanders and accusations, like a black mud swamp churning with malice.

Moreover, as time goes by, the situation continues to deteriorate irreparably.

A trace of worry flashed in Grace's eyes in the audience.

It's not that she doesn't believe Shen Mian, but the situation in front of her is really too bad.

Under this kind of incitement, no matter what explanation is given, it will only fall on deaf ears of the audience and turn into an even louder noise.

The best way is to say nothing and end the hearing immediately, but the damage to your reputation is inevitable, and you still have to suffer a painful loss.

The black-haired boy on the stage is not even eighteen years old...

However, in the next second, the black-haired boy spoke up.

Her voice was neither urgent nor slow, and even contained a bit of a relaxed smile:

"According to the procedure, should I try my best to explain and try to prove my innocence? It's everyone else's fault. Then I'll be accused of sophistry and lies by you, and I'll be left speechless and cry bitterly. Finally, I'll be convinced. Your accusation has ruined my reputation."

After her words fell, even the male reporter who was engaging in a full-scale martial arts fight with the air stopped, with a trace of confusion on his face, unable to guess what she was going to do.

Some people have this kind of magic power and can shake up seemingly fixed situations in an instant.

"Unfortunately," the black-haired boy said with a cold expression, "It's completely wrong."

"I will not give you a word of explanation for your accusation."

The male reporter jumped up: "You feel guilty! Did you see that she felt guilty..."

Shen Mian pointed casually: "Hold him."

After receiving the instruction, the staff quickly twisted his arms behind his back, bent his back, and then waited for the next instruction.

Shen Mian walked off the stage, and all the live broadcast machines turned with her footsteps until she stopped in front of the male reporter.

next second.

"Snapped!"

Shen Mian took a dozen pieces of evidence and slapped the male reporter directly in the face.

The paper was light and flimsy, but it could not withstand the powerful power of the user. The blow was so powerful that it threw the man out of the staff member's arm and made him roll around on the ground.

He sat on the ground in a daze, opened his mouth, and spit out two bloody back molars.

There was an uproar.

The barrage fell silent.

Fear flashed through the eyes of the male reporter: "How dare you do this to me? You are crazy..."

"Otherwise," the black-haired boy said condescendingly, "What do you think I will do? I will provide you with delicious food and drink, and I just ask you not to spread rumors and cause trouble?"

"I still have to accompany my smiling face during the New Year and holidays. I'm afraid you have something that I can't think about at the moment, which will make my precarious reputation worse?"

"Huh? Little sir, the fanatical hallucinations must come to an end."

The situation has completely exceeded the male reporter's expectations.

His head was buzzing, and when he raised his head, he saw the young man's eyebrows lowered, and there was an indescribable dangerous emotion in his eyes.

...is murderous intent.

He murmured in fear: "You don't dare, the audience is watching, it's still live broadcast, you don't dare to do something to me, if I die, the murderer will be you..."

The black-haired boy smiled and walked back to the stage.

"There is no need to guess the murderer. Everyone here and the audience on the Star Network are witnesses." She raised her hand and looked at the time. "In one hour, there is still one hour left for the hearing and your life."

"Not many people can predict the date of death in advance. You should feel honored."

Facing the male reporter's gaze, she smiled and said, "I keep my word."

"Now, the hearing continues."

"This reporter should seize the opportunity. Not everyone has such a strange experience," the black-haired boy said coldly, "Do the media friends here have anything else to ask?"

[Is this sister so angry that she publicly announces her murder? 】

[Uh-huh, who does she think she is? How dare she be so crazy? Can these noble Celestial Dragons go to the rescue? 】

[Yes, if you have something to say, please explain it. If you are wronged, just explain it. Dismantling a bomb and killing someone is too much. 】

The male reporter stood up unsteadily and said with resentment on his face: "I don't accept it. I am a citizen of the empire. I have human rights and the right to life. This is a civilized society, not a slaughterhouse like you, a crazy woman..."

The black-haired boy on the stage laughed twice: "It seems that you haven't understood one thing yet."

"I stand here, answering the referees, reporters and the audience, pretending to be innocent and naive, not because rumors and punishments are scary, but because I am willing to abide by the rules."

"If you insist on being new and different, then I can only say that I have to be a little willful."

"You can see the performances of superpowers on the Star Network, and you can also comment on them. You won't have any illusions because of this, and you won't think that public opinion will have a fatal impact on me."

"As long as I think about it, this live broadcast will disappear without a trace on the Star Network, without even a ripple."

"Reporter, I'm curious, what kind of crazy idea do you have, do you think that I care, that I will rack my brains to prove myself, that I must stand on the moral high ground, and that my image must be flawless? Why do you think I can reduce the dimensionality and strike, but still have to play house with you?"

"The truth is, I don't care."

The black-haired boy pressed his forehead and said arrogantly:

"This is an empire. Fairness and equality never exist. The currency here is only power."

……

[Oh my god, he is publicly commenting on the empire, and the live broadcast has not been blocked. Who is this person? 】

[What do you think? The grandson of the prince is a true super Celestial Dragon. 】

[So it’s just the Heavenly Dragons fighting each other, and it has nothing to do with us untouchables? 】

[Fake political struggle: undercurrents, real political struggle: get rid of your eggs! 】

[Chui Potian is just a concubine born from a cheap concubine! In other words, he is only qualified to be the slave of his legitimate daughter, and the mistress can sell it as she pleases! 】

[It’s not good for a girl to be so arrogant. Can her father protect her for the rest of her life? You will suffer a lot after you get married. 】

[Uh-huh, there’s a duke’s son who objectifies women on the Star Network every day. Why do you still call him the lickable imperial husband? Don't be too double-standard. 】

[But...do you think this statement really looks like a classic super villain! 】

……

There was silence in the hearing.

The black-haired boy was still smiling and giving a speech:

"Will you fight against the wind, rain, and magnetic storm? Will you ask the Zerg tribe of supernatural beasts to apologize? You won't. Even when you meet a drunk man, you will stay away because they are out-of-control violence and power that can overwhelm you at any time. .”

"And you, what makes you think that I would have power and not use it?"

"Drown in your stupidity."

The male reporter finally realized that the situation was irreversible and squatted on the ground slumped without saying a word.

[It’s too Tianlong, sister, don’t say it, I don’t care, but a friend of mine may be a little sweaty. 】

[Have you ever opened a box to see how many dads are so crazy? 】

[What box to open, the urn for your family and mine? 】

The barrage was broadcast in real time. Shen Mian looked at the discussion environment where the atmosphere had gradually changed, and thought that seeking strength and power was really the eternal pursuit of mankind.

A just and miserable weakling will only receive useless pity, so why not be a happy villain? Jiejiejiejie...

Shen Mian gave a strong solo and turned to look at the press box: "Does anyone else want to ask questions?"

Everyone shook their heads crazily, this girl is terrible at interviews.

Shen Mian shrugged: "Then let's go to the random audience question session."

[If she is angered by the audience, she can only scream, scratch, and become furious. There is a joke! 】

[The atmosphere is like this, and she is still thinking about the process, which makes me cry. 】

The staff started the audience link with trepidation.

The projection of the hearing begins to show the rules.

Four viewers will be selected in this round. They can choose to ask questions in text or in their own voices. Each person has only one chance to ask questions. No matter what Shen Mian's answer is, no further questions are allowed.

It is a small easter egg similar to entertainment.

The first audience member’s voice was a middle-aged male voice with malicious intentions:

"I would like to ask if you hate men so much. Do you have any psychological shadow of being hurt by men? Is it emotional injury, domestic violence or sexual assault?"

Shen Mian asked happily:

"When I cut your father's body into pieces, my hand was cut open by your father's bones. Does that count as being hurt by a man?"

"You fucking..."

The first round was ended urgently by the staff.

The second audience voice was a young female voice:

"I want to know if Chang Juntai forces you to cut your hair short? But short hair requires more frequent trimming and care than long hair to keep it neat and smooth without frizz."

"Cutting your hair short just to show that you don't care about beauty will waste more time and energy. Isn't this putting the cart before the horse in formalism?"

"There is no compulsion," Shen Mian replied flatly: "Furthermore, according to your standard and time calculation method, even if you shave your head, you still have to wax eight times a day. As long as you think about it, the world is full of formalism. "

The second round ended in silence from the opponent.

[Good guy, good guy, I will dismember your father's body and wax the bald man. I recognize this sister's fighting ability. 】

[I’m so envious. If I could get this mouth, I would be happy to become a super noble. 】

The third audience member was a sweet female voice:

"Sister Altaire, you are so amazing. You are a role model for our female boxers. I want to learn from you. I also feel that inferior men do not deserve to live."

"I am a kindergarten teacher. I have prepared scissors and am going to sterilize these boys. Hehehe, you will definitely support me, right?"

The barrage stagnated:

[Where does this lunacy come from! Call the police! 】

[I would say don’t praise Altair too highly, there are imitators out there now. 】

[The current gender opposition is really terrible. It poisons good girls like this. I will never dare to recruit female employees in the future. 】

[Empire Female Fist Charming Moment! Cheers Jimei! 】

However, the next second.

Shen Mian said coldly: "Mr. Wang, whose home address is XX, when did you change from a male courier to a female kindergarten teacher? Huh? Being a man really makes you miserable. Does pretending to be a woman really give you pleasure? ?”

【Um……? So is it, Empire Man Boxing glamor moment? Cheers, Jiba people? 】

[Uh-huh, I just said something is wrong. How can a normal person smile? 】

[The most manly time in life is pretending to be a woman. 】

[I am a normal man, don’t compare me to him. 】

The black-haired boy said speechlessly: "Your brain should have received a letter of dismissal from the company by now. You can continue to use your skills and pretend to be a woman to deceive men."

"Smoke it again and turn off the voice changer."

Round [-] (again): A young male voice, cautious and timid.

"Hello, in the next game, the men you are playing against may have the fear of being...well...targeted at their lower bodies, which will affect their performance. Isn't this a physiological injustice to men? "

[Um, aren’t girls also afraid of being exposed? What's so unfair about this? Men can really find ways to complain about themselves. 】

[One is just showing some skin, and the other is causing physical harm. Can they be the same? Don't change concepts secretly. 】

Shen Mian chuckled: "Then let them live in this fear forever."

The audience selected in the fourth round did not have a voice call, but chose to ask text questions:

A line of words appeared on the projection:

"Did you have fun?"