Don't Confiscate My Citizenship

Chapter 376: Hyperion Discovers that Nothing Has Changed

after an hour.

As the night falls and the lights shine, the heart of Herrom is filled with restlessness. The landmark building of the Protos Empire - the studio building of the Herrom Broadcasting Company, is hosting a grand interview show on the crystal screen. It just ended and turned into other instant interviews.

At this time, the building looks even more spectacular, and the beams from the marquee on the top shuttle through the night sky in Herrom, attracting more focus.

A large crowd has gathered below the Herrom Broadcasting Corporation building. They seemed to be summoned by some kind of emotion and came from all directions, blocking the traffic around the building. Everyone's face was filled with excitement and admiration. , eyes shuttled at the glass door exit of the building, for fear of missing the long-awaited figure.

The Hellrom Guard House has dispatched teams of additional police officers to maintain law and order. Obviously, the response to today's interview and the residents' enthusiasm for Rocky McCarthy far exceeded their imagination. .

Under the building, many media reporters were busy outside the crowd. They were holding camera equipment and microphones, trying to find a better position in the crowd.

Herrom Broadcasting Company's own reporters spared no effort. Immediately after the talk show, they selected enthusiastic people nearby and asked them to tell their views on the political celebrity - this young and promising politician. Words and actions always seem to trigger strong public reactions.

When you are selected as an interview subject, you can even look up and see the interview process being shown in real time on the crystal screen on the Herrom Broadcasting Company building.

Such after-shows were still further inflaming the atmosphere. Until the moment the man walked out of the building, people could not imagine what kind of grand event it would be.

On the edge of the spacious street under the building, Mi XiuLa stood on tiptoes and looked at the dark crowd, feeling that she could not find a way forward.

"Sister, he won't be able to see us later."

Misura said worriedly.

She knew that her sister wanted to see him today, even immediately.

Otherwise, I don’t know when I will have a chance to meet this big shot again.

Love is sometimes as urgent as military affairs. One minute's delay may lead to the loss of everything. If you can, don't make mistakes for one second!

Michelle could hear chatter from time to time in the crowd. Everyone was guessing at which moment this political celebrity would appear. Some people had already pointed their photo crystals at the exit of the building, for fear of missing this moment in person. An opportunity for what could be a historic moment.

Not only the two of them wanted to see Rocky McCarthy, but others also wanted to have even a brief interaction with him.

However, Mi XiuLa knew that her sister had different reasons than anyone else.

This made Mi Xiula more and more anxious.

The guards maintained order among the crowd. Their Protos police uniforms looked particularly solemn under the lights. Their expressions were serious, but their eyes could not conceal their curiosity about the person who was about to appear.

As time passed by, the crowd's expectations continued to rise. Everyone was waiting for the political celebrity who could lead the trend of the times to walk out of the building and step into their sight.

In the outer circle of the crowd, there were more reporters with heavy equipment. Rather than trying their luck to interview Rocky McCarthy, even taking two photos for tomorrow's newspapers would be good.

Rocky McCarthy's interview is sure to be a hit tomorrow.

Reporters from Herrom Broadcasting Company were still walking among the crowd, selecting conspicuous citizens and friends, asking for feedback and opinions, looking for voices that could represent public opinion.

At this time, the astute reporter from Helrom Broadcasting Company focused on two young girls. Their eyes showed an eagerness that was different from that of ordinary fans.

The reporter quickly walked forward with the cameraman, said politely and squeezed through the crowd, and walked to the two girls.

"Good evening, ladies. Can you tell us what you think of tonight's high-profile political figure?"

The reporter opened the conversation quickly and deftly, finishing his question before Hyperion and Michola could react.

These two young ladies are particularly eye-catching just by their appearance and temperament, and they are also wearing the old aristocratic school uniforms of the Royal Academy of Magic in Protos, and they happen to be students of Mr. McCarthy's school.

"I don't have any opinion."

Mithra replied briefly.

Many people noticed the live interview screen shown on the crystal screen on the outer wall of the Herrom Broadcasting Company building. The facial expression of the girl being interviewed was too stiff, as if she was saying something against her will.

An interviewee with such a cold attitude is a reporter’s nightmare.

But the reporters of the Herrom Broadcasting Company are obviously very capable and know how to deal with the situation.

Any comment at this time would make him look embarrassed, so he simply nodded and handed the microphone to Hyperion, who looked softer.

"So what do you, as students of Protoss Royal Academy of Magic, think of your principal, Mr. Rocky McCarthy's candidacy?"

the reporter asked with a calm smile.

"...I think it would be better for him not to run for president."

Hyperion replied hesitantly.

She was obviously in a mixed mood now, and she was even more confused when she was suddenly selected to interview about Lan Qi.

However.

Hyperion's rather soft response was extremely clear in the restless night.

Instantly, the atmosphere around changed.

This answer seemed to have touched the sensitive nerves of the fans around.

The original pure atmosphere of worship and expectation was replaced by a trace of dissatisfaction and hostility. The enthusiastic McCarthy fans on the side also looked over here, until the interview screen was transmitted to the crystal screen of the building, and the crowd waiting for McCarthy to appear in the distance noticed the girl on the interview screen.

Some people began to boo, and some even started to discuss.

"Everyone has their own opinions, and this is the meaning of our interview."

The reporter of Helrom Broadcasting Company noticed the tense atmosphere and hurriedly tried to ease it.

Despite this, the reporter and interview team of Helrom Broadcasting Company had to be vigilant to prevent McCarthy fans who were too emotional in the crowd.

"I..."

Huprienne's already confused brain finally came back to her senses. She realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing in this atmosphere.

But before she could go further and organize her words, she felt that countless eyes in the dark crowd seemed to be staring at her.

"Their jewelry... seems to be from the Milford family in the north?"

This kind of jewelry is only produced in Milford Territory, and their attire clearly shows that they are noble students of the Royal Protoss School of Magic.

"It's no surprise that the Milford family would oppose Mr. McCarthy. They are old nobles in the north."

"Are they the enemies of Mr. Rocky McCarthy?"

"The two of them are still wearing the old-style noble school uniforms. They are indeed the opponents of Mr. Rocky McCarthy."

The voices came one after another.

The lonely cold wind invaded her cold skin.

This terrible collective malice made Hyperion feel like she had returned to Ikerite when her father just disappeared.

Nothing has changed.

And she is still the girl who would tremble with fear and tears in the middle of the night.

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