Zhang Zhen is in his forties this year, he is a relatively famous choreographer, and his usual job is to play tricks on all kinds of people, but a guy like him earns a lot of money.

They jokingly claim that they are making money in the midst of swearing.

Recently, he was commissioned with a job to "scold" the newly emerged neural link device.

To be honest, he didn't really want to take on this job, after all, he also had that neural link device, and if this thing was really destroyed, wouldn't he be able to use such an incredibly convenient thing?

It's just that the money given to him by the other side is really hard for him to refuse.

So he admonished himself with the idea that "this kind of thing that conforms to the times will definitely appear in the future anyway", and then turned into a well-known educator, the kind with all kinds of documents, you can find him on Baidu now.

This thing is very simple, he has done a lot of this kind of thing before, after all, people are too impetuous now, they will soon forget what happened a year ago, or even a few months ago, Zhang Zhen just gave them an excuse for entertainment.

He remembered that he was some kind of medical professor or something, and as long as he didn't get made into a meme and became popular, the rest was fine.

…… Well...... He has a senior, an old man, who used to make some kind of medical endorsement, but because his expression was too exaggerated, he is now made into an emoji, and it is updated back and forth, just like that panda......

It's bleak.

The men with him this time were genuine and well-known people, all of whom had heads and faces, and were well-dressed—a large group of people who had joined together and carried out a "violent" attack on the nerve link device.

Of course, the other side is not vegetarian either, and they quickly sorted out the counterattack.

- In the face of the Internet mob, Zhang Zhen did not react, after all, he was used to this thing, and he even had a fake account to use as a "garbage can", but his teammates were a little poor.

Where have those people been scolded by so many Internet mobs, and they are simply out of breath when they are angry, and there are even many old people who shouted "the world is not ancient" and then lay down in the hospital.

Tsk, sure enough, he needs to be thick-skinned to do it.

After things turned out like this, both sides also took a step back, and they were ready to "settle" each other in the eyes of the public.

That is, relying on a show to read out one's own opinions, and then grasp the overall situation and defeat the other party.

The teammates around Zhang Zhen were all beaten out of anger one by one, and they all took out their housekeeping skills, trying to kill the "nerve device" in front of them with a stick.

Zhang Zhen also takes the money to do things, but it depends on the state of his teammates......

He always had an ominous premonition.

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He guessed right.

The guys really went with the attitude of killing video games with a stick, and a large group of people seemed to be crazy, and treated video games as opium.

Wait a minute! Are they getting something wrong! Aren't they intended for a neural link device?!

Under Zhang Zhen's "friendly prompt", the group remembered their true purpose.

So they turned their goal into a stick to kill the nerve link device.

Although Zhang Zhen himself felt that it was not a good thing to kill anything with a stick, after all, he didn't say anything if his owner planned to do this.

But - this group of teammates - can you find some reasonable arguments!

"Both of us graduated from Peking University and Tsinghua University, and our children were admitted to many key high schools, all of which were caused by that device."

Emma, are you? Who believes this thing! Brain wat it! There is a P relationship between parents' high education and children's high education! According to what you said, isn't it impossible for all children from rural areas to be admitted to good universities, and they deserve to farm in this life? What age of secular children!

Zhang Zhen feels that this sentence will be made into an emoji and passed down through the ages......

In short, his teammates are more and more strange than the other, Zhang Zhen really feels as if he is the same, they are the kind of existence that is about to be slapped in the face.

In other words, it's their teammates who feel like they have a big advantage and go up.

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Zhang Zhen always felt that he was fighting a war that would definitely count......

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Han Mu yawned, he rubbed his eyes, a little sleepy.

"It's boring."

Han Mu looked sleep-deprived.

"Then you're still here." Su Zhi helped Han Mu rub his shoulders and said softly.

"After all, did you promise Hu Wen?" Han Mu lifted his hat, and at this time, a figure who seemed to be a reporter had already walked in front of him.

"Hello, are you Mr. Han Mu?"

This reporter is an intellectual beauty with glasses, she looks about 20 years old, but her temperament is very capable. And behind her was followed by a man with eyes that couldn't see his face at all - Han Mu also took a special look at the man twice, but that man's face was always blocked by the camera.

Is it inherent in this man that he "will never be seen clearly"......

Han Mu's mind was thinking about those who didn't have it, but he didn't stop talking.

"Well, I'm Han Mu."

"Excuse me," the reporter began to ask after confirming Han Mu's identity, "Do you have any opinions on the opinions of various educators on your equipment?" ”

Educationalist? Those guys are current affairs scholars at best, and real educators should be like Principal Jing - although they don't fit into the current situation.

"I understand everyone's opinions on our products and the current state of education," Han Mu had a gentle smile on his face, you couldn't see the sleepiness just now from his face, as if the sleepy guy was not him at all, "I came this time to solve this matter with everyone, after all, children are the future of the motherland." ”

Su Zhi held back a smile behind her back, she knew exactly what Han Mu was thinking in her heart.

But probably only a slut like Han Mu can say these words without hindrance.

"Do you have any thoughts on what's next?"

The reporter continued to ask, but Han Mu looked at his watch, got up, and said gently: "When the time comes, I will talk about the next things on the show." ”

With a smile on his face, he straightened his clothes and walked towards the middle of the venue.