"Well, okay, then ......"

The picture of the TV set cut back, and I saw the host Xiao Lan turn his head and look at the other side, "Mr. Jian, just now Mr. Du shared with us his views on Peng Xiangming's two new songs, so let's shift our attention to the MV now, you are a famous film critic, what do you think of Peng Xiangming's MV that mixes two songs, "Pure Heart"? ”

The camera quickly cuts to another guest, also a man, and the subtitles on the screen appear at the right time, indicating his identity as a "famous film critic".

He said, "Okay, I just want to say that I'm disappointed with the music video as well...... Haha......" he laughed, "yes, you heard me right, I'm disappointed!"

"What about the MV of the song "Dream Chaser", it has almost won unanimous praise from the whole network, it is now, before I came to participate in this show, I just watched it again, its score on the Internet, and it has remained at 9.1 points until now, which is a very high score, and I gave it a rating of five little red flowers, but this MV this time, with all due respect, I only gave one little red flower, because ...... It's terrible!"

The host interjected at the right time, frowning, "Bad?" I noticed that the word you used was a bit ...... Uh, it's heavy, can you explain why you use such a word to evaluate this MV?"

"Because it has almost no story, it's pure sensationalism, and I've heard a lot of sales friends talk to me, and they say, what is the best thing to sell in this world?

The guest was very angry, angry to the point of sincerity, and the disappointment was overflowing, "Then this song is Chi Lo Hello marketing! It's sensational! What else is there? There is no exquisite picture, no profound story, he is just selling anxiety very simply, selling the anxiety and plight of middle-aged people, but he uses some skills to package this anxiety, which is called emotional ......."

"I don't care if others do this, singers shoot MVs, it's marketing, it's just to sell songs! This is understandable, but Peng Xiangming is not, he is a person who has made works like "Dream Chaser"!"

"So this time, I'm really disappointed, I was really expecting him and it turned out to be ...... His MV is purely marketing, it is said that the copyright has been sold to Dingdong, and the price is high, so he makes a lot of money at both ends, it should be a lot of money, but he also puts us who are looking forward to him so much, we, the audience, fans, and his supporters...... Where did he put us?"

"I really...... I think he's just trying to make our money!"

"And this time, his methods are particularly inferior!"

"I heard that his two songs have sold more than 10 million copies in pre-sale alone, and he must have made a lot of money, but I am honest, I bet that the sales of his two songs will definitely not reach the same high as "Dream Chaser", because we are not stupid, we are knowledgeable!"

“......”

Qi Yuan had already been stunned.

So much so that in the middle of watching the show, she almost subconsciously looked up at the station logo and festival goals several times, and questioned in her heart countless times: Is this "Today's Talk"?

Not to mention that in the days when "Dream Chaser" was popular, "Today's Talk" pursued and affirmed that song and Peng Xiangming, even in normal times, Qi Yuan had watched many episodes of this show.

The overall style of this show is to keep up with current affairs and invite relevant guests to evaluate Zang No, but even for some social events with bad negative impacts, the style of this show is often for the guests to put forward facts and reason, and then put forward certain criticisms.

In terms of finishing, the style of the show tends to be mild.

Especially for new movies, new albums, and other hot events, they will do the show in a mild and praising tone, and rarely put forward any really harsh criticism.

Even in the face of big bad movies, they also criticize, but they often criticize from a professional and technical point of view, basically doing the most professional criticism, and at the same time not offending people.

After all, people want to sell tickets and songs, if you criticize too hard, you are smashing people's reputation, blocking people's money is like killing parents, after a long time, this kind of program will ruin your connections.

But now look at it...... How can this be a reasoning based on facts, this is simply a criticism conference?

This is a downright, undisguised attack!

But if you carefully substitute the context of these two guests in the show, you will find that they are not attacking from their own point of view, but from the perspective of "speaking on behalf of the majority of fans"!

Almost intuitively, Qi Yuan realized that this should be even more difficult!

The destructive power should also be greater.

After listening to a few more words, she couldn't help it, grabbed her phone, and started calling.

As a result, Peng Xiangming actually turned off his phone!

............

Peng Xiangming thought of that question again: Why am I not dead yet?

He found himself lying in a hospital bed, his body completely deprived of any mobility, and even the strength to turn his neck was almost gone—it took a lot of effort, a lot of effort to turn a little.

Days like this make people have to despair.

A female nurse in a white trouser gown walked by, pushing the cart where the injection was administered, and stopped not far in front of her—it felt like there was another patient there.

The nurse is giving injections one by one again.

He found that his gaze landed on the female nurse's ass.

It's rounded.

He felt as if he was swallowing saliva.

There was a feeling of heat rising, a morbid possessiveness.

In fact, he knew that he had completely lost some aspect of ability, and he had already lost it, but as a man, it seemed that the more he lost, the more he longed for it.

Although now, I can't even lift a little finger.

But there is a fire in my heart, and the fire is so big that I want to burn the whole world.

Her ass is really rounded.

It's really been a long time since I've touched a woman's ass.

Suddenly, she came over, blurry, unable to see her face clearly, except that the skin of her wrist was very thin and exposed, very white—he swallowed again.

He struggled to lift his hand and grab hers.

Intuitively, he felt that as long as he could grasp this woman's hand, he would immediately be as full of energy and vitality as if he had been electrified.

He struggled to raise his hand, but he couldn't lift it at all.

Motionless.

Yes, I have ALS, and it's been years, and I'm just going to die.

I can't hold this hand.

The nurse seems to be talking to herself, but she seems to be singing, "Let youth blow your long hair, let it pull your dreams......" Shouldn't she tell herself, "It's time for an injection"?

What is she singing about, and why is it so familiar?

Intuitively, the singing voice is also very familiar and very good.

But...... It doesn't matter!

He saw the nurse reach for her, her hand close at hand.

It was a woman's hand.

He suddenly exerted all the strength of his body, and actually grabbed her hand!

In an instant, as he thought, as he wished, he felt that he was instantly energized, and in an instant his whole body was full of strength - the female nurse seemed to be a little frightened, and said something, but he couldn't hear it at all, he just held her hand tightly, used all his strength, and felt the omnipotence after the "electricity", and then he felt that he was already excited to the extreme, and immediately pounced......

But the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The girl in front of her was pressed under her body with a frightened face, and she was frowning, Xue Xue cried out in pain, "Brother, brother, wake up...... What's wrong with you? You hurt me so much, can you let go first?"

He looked down and saw that he was grabbing the girl's wrist.

Stunned for a moment, he quickly let go.

The light of the bedside wall lamp is yellow, but it is still clearly illuminated, and there is a red grip mark on the girl's snow-white wrist - which is particularly eye-catching.

The strength I used just now should be very large.

He turned around and sat back, the bed was soft, not a hospital bed.

Only then did he suddenly hear that it was supposed to be the girl's mobile phone ringing.

The ringtone is the song "Dream Chaser" sung by himself.

"I'm sorry...... I...... I might be ......," he wanted to explain.

But before he could finish speaking, the girl had already handed over the mobile phone and said, "Brother who is fine, it won't hurt for a while, Brother Quan doesn't know why, he called my mobile phone, do you want to answer it first? He may have something urgent to find you? Don't delay your business." ”

Peng Xiangming was stunned for a moment, and finally took the phone.

"Hey, it's me, what's wrong?"

"Jiao'er, hurry up and turn on the TV, Huatong's channel No. 1, I think the taste is very wrong!"

The phone was quickly hung up, Peng Xiangming was stunned for a moment, slowly came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Jiang Xianxian who was only wearing simple pajamas next to him, and stretched out his hand, "I'm sorry Xianxian, I may have had a nightmare!"

The girl snuggled up obediently, "It's okay!" She moved her wrist, and on her fine and white wrist, she could even faintly see that there should be some bruises, "It's okay to move, are you okay?"

"Well, I ...... It's all right!"

"Didn't Brother Quan say what was the matter? Just to let you watch TV? Then should I go and turn on the TV for you?"

Peng Xiangming took a few deep breaths, wanting to calm himself down again.

In the air, there are some residual smells, and there are some perfume smells on girls.

It smells good.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Xianxian.

Under the yellow light, she is really beautiful.

She was just in her twenties, and there was no place in her body that did not show the health and vitality of youth.

"Hoo ......"

He let out a long breath, "No hurry!" and he took her wrist, kissed her gently, and said again, "I'm sorry." ”

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