"Jonny. Kent! While Jonny was still wondering why Roger was still on stage, he suddenly heard his name being called from behind him.

He turned his head and saw that it was a middle-aged fat man with a bloated body, and he also knew it, it was Joanna's classmate at Newton School. Kunken!

Kunken had a big belly, his face was full of red light, his thick lips were grinning, his garlic nose was spurting, and his face was already oozing sweat. With such a crowded crowd, the more dense it gets to the front row, even a rugby player like Jonny really spent a lot of effort getting in, and I don't know how he squeezed in.

"Uncle Kunken?" Jonny couldn't help but exclaim.

"So you remember me!" Stephen. Kunken said happily when he heard this.

"I don't just remember, but I often read your articles in "Black Songs." Jonny told him.

"Really? I knew you were an interesting kid who liked my articles? That means you're going to have a great future! Quinken laughed, not sure if it was a joke or boasting, but in Jonny's instincts, it was the latter.

"Is Joanna here too?" The stocky middle-aged man, nicknamed 'Snail', asked Jonny.

"Nope." Jonny only gave a brief answer, he felt that Kunken's question was a bit redundant, his mother was a family, and earlier she was fully focused on her son, Joanna never cared about politics, and she couldn't tell the most ordinary of the current situation, and sometimes, Jonny even suspected that she didn't even know what Robert was doing in the Development Committee.

"I saw you, and I thought I could meet her, you know, at school, I was one of your mother's many suitors, of course, silently, I mean crush......" Quinken said to him very bluntly, although Jonny was not offended, but he also felt that he seemed to have no scheming at all, and it was no wonder that the last time in Newton, he was able to almost fight with his classmates many years ago.

"Are you also here for an anti-war rally?" Jonny digressed from the awkward topic, and Quinken's answer surprised him.

"No, not to attend, I'm the main initiator of this rally." Stephen. Kunken said triumphantly.

"You formed a coalition of anti-war groups on the pathway?" Jonny looked at him in surprise.

"Of course, they blocked 'Black Songs' and they shut down my voice, they wanted people to live in fear and darkness, and I thought I had to do something about it, and that's when Lindsay. The Soderbergh Charitable Foundation approached me, and they gave me plenty of money and a bunch of reinforcements to get this rally, and believe me Kent, this is just the beginning. Kunken said confidently.

"Lindsay. The Soderbergh Foundation? That's a non-profit fund funded by the Heisenberg chaebol. Jonny suddenly remembered a story he had stumbled upon in a financial annual report, and he had a photographic memory and could remember almost anything he saw.

"Yes." Kunken smiled and nodded.

"Know?" Jonny looked at him strangely, not sure if the fat man understood what he meant.

"Of course......" Quinken whispered to Jonny, "Sophia. Heinrich was afraid that Wen Zhong would disturb her dream of being the chairman of the Silver Alliance by dying to the throne through the Battle of Balde, and they would use me as a guise to launch this anti-war movement, and I obviously wanted to use their financial resources......"

"Uncle Kunken, ...... you" Jonny was a little surprised, this scruffy middle-aged man who looked like a pile of mud was not as dull and ignorant as he looked. He had earlier a complaint against Sofia. Heinrich's speech at Newton School sneered, describing the 'empress' at the height of wealth and power as a kind of preaching that made people feel comfortable with the status quo.

And now he is happily working with him, which is a bit beyond his imagination, this upright personal media writer who always makes radical statements in "Black Songs" turns out to be a complete opportunist.

"I know what you're trying to say, Kent, to do whatever it takes to achieve your ends, this may be what you think of me right now, but it also depends on what that 'end' is." He admits to speaking bluntly to make Jonny feel like he has no scheming again.

The two rounds of conversation just now, in the case of any normal opportunist, could not have been mentioned in front of the son of an old friend who knew nothing about the roots, and Kunken did not hesitate to make it clear to him.

"My aim is to make as much noise as possible, to wake people who have been numb from their slumber, so that they know what kind of situation they find themselves in, and that they should fight against it, so that they will not be helpless when disaster strikes." Kunken explained.

"It also indirectly disturbs people's dreams and makes them have an inexplicable fear of life and the future." Jonny smiled and gave his opinion.

"As long as this dream is unreal, we as those in the know have an obligation to wake them up completely, and let them continue to sleep in the lullaby of politicians?" Kunken looked firm in his conviction and didn't seem to question his position.

"The people are sleeping......," Jonny burst out laughing, much to the annoyance of Kunken, who was used to debating with people but not allowing ridicule.

"Do you have any opinion on that?" He said with a frown.

"No, Uncle Kunken, I basically agree with your point of view, that's why I read your article without pulling it, just forgive me for taking the liberty of it, I just thought of a joke from it......" Jonny actually remembered Sam. Evans' Wild Rose Castle.

"Oh? What kind of joke is it? Quinken's anger was half gone, when he heard Jonny call him uncle, but he still didn't give up, trying to break the casserole and ask for the end.

"It's nothing, it's just ...... school" Before Jonny could finish his words, Jollian on the high platform. The Gospel had already mentioned Quinken, and his undulating tone sounded in the amplification equipment suspended above the four sides of the field, and the Gospel had already stirred up the atmosphere on the field, and was waiting for Quinken to appear, and as soon as he saw him, he immediately began to introduce it to the audience.

“…… The leader of the Anti-War League, the organizer of the rally, and the famous personal media journalist Stephen Brown. Kunken! Please come up to the stage and say a few words to you. "Jollian. The Gospel was solemnly proclaimed.