“…… 95，96，97，98，99，100！ ”

In the middle of the huge, empty building, a young man in his early thirties holds a barbell in both hands and mutters silently.

After the last blow, he slowly put down the barbell in his hand and placed it firmly on the cushion with his trembling arms.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale......

As his chest rose and fell, Shen Ming gasped vigorously, and twisted his arms to relieve the soreness in his muscles.

Finally finishing his workout plan for the day, he glanced at the wall clock and walked out of his private gym.

After going upstairs and taking a good shower, changing into a bathrobe, he walked downstairs again and entered the living room.

Several plates of delicacies had already been set on the dining table next to the living room, and a woman in her forties was standing aside, and when she saw him coming, she hurriedly reported: "Mr. Shen, the meal is ready!" ”

"yes, okay." Shen Ming nodded, then waved his hand: "Then you go back first, and the dinner plate will come over tomorrow to clean it." ”

"Okay, Mr. Shen, then I'll go first!" The woman also nodded, went to the kitchen to pack the garbage bag, carried it out of the dining room, gently closed the door, rode on the battery car, and disappeared into the night.

The dinner on the table was not sumptuous, there were not many dishes, and most of them were cooked simply.

Boiled chicken breast, boiled egg dipped in a little soy sauce, slices of oatmeal bread, a small bowl of purple potato chunks, a small plate of cut fruits of various colors...... It's all simple, not a single bit greasy.

Shen Ming eats such a professional fitness meal not for anything else, but for his own body, to make his body healthier and stronger, and to make himself more distant from the title of "greasy middle-aged man".

But just eating is a boring thing, Shen Ming took out the mobile phone in the pocket of his pajamas and clicked on it.

"Drop",The 75-inch OLED curved screen TV in the living room lights up,Then soon enter the interface,Start playing programs。

The dining room was not far from the living room, and according to where he was sitting now, Shen Ming could clearly see the content on the TV.

It's a set-up desk, a news channel, on which the news series and the weather forecast have just ended, and it's in the middle of the advertising time.

"Grain oat milk, rich in a variety of grain ingredients, gives you a healthy and strong ...... every day"

"Crazy running brand treadmill, the leader of professional home treadmills, silent, energy-saving, easy to fold, is your daily fitness companion......"

"Silk Dream brand mattress, made of imported natural latex, ergonomic design, fits every inch of your spine, and makes your sweet dream as smooth as silk......"

"If you want to be as strong as us, King Kong protein powder, you deserve it! The Huaguo National Sanda Team is solemnly recommended! ”

……

More than a dozen advertisements are over, and below is the trump card column of the cushion table, "Intersection Interview".

After being familiar with the opening for a while, a serious host began to broadcast, and the words were round:

"Just over three months ago, our famous high-tech sleep aid equipment in China, the Red Star brand good dream helmet produced by Tianang Company began to be sold in Millican, England, France, Germany and other countries, and the sales momentum was hot, leading the rush to buy in many cities, and consumers lined up day and night to buy ......"

But not long ago, 181 Millican consumers hired a lawyer to file a joint complaint with the Millican Federal Court, hoping that the state would ban the sale of Red Star brand good dream helmets. Let's connect with frontline journalists......"

"I'm expatriate reporter Sun Hao, I'm at the gate of the Lianfang Court in the United States now, everyone rushing to my side can see that there has been a large wave of demonstrators at the door of the Federal Court, everyone looks at the signs they are holding, these slogans on them are all a boycott of the Red Star brand dream helmet......"

The image on the screen may have been taken with a shoulder-mounted camera, and it is slightly shaky, but it is still very clear to see what is inside.

It was a group of white-skinned, dark-skinned, men and women, almost hundreds of people, mostly holding signs, banners, and shouting something.

The contents of these demonstration signs varied, some were a big cross on a helmet, some were a prohibition symbol in two Chinese for Tianang, and some were purely English, with the words "Say no to Huaguo!" "Be wary of the conspiracy of the Chinese people! "Forbid the Chinese to read our brains!" "We need virtual reality devices that are really reassuring!" …… And so on and so forth.

The gang was stopped by a group of policemen with blast shields at the entrance of the courthouse, but they were still struggling to squeeze forward, shouting something with excitement or anger on their faces.

"Oh, we see, there's a car over there!" Suddenly, the front-line reporter shouted: "Look, the police are going to take some measures." ”

Sure enough, as he said, the black, pick-up truck-like car came behind the bomb-proof policemen, and on the roof of the car stood a policeman wearing explosion-proof suits, as if holding a loudspeaker to say something to the crowd in front.

But he held on for a while, and the crowd in front of him still didn't flinch, and was still roaring hard.

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, the policeman in the blast suit lowered his horn and said something like the back.

Immediately afterwards, like a fire engine, a fierce jet of water erupted from the roof of the car!

The impact of this column of water was extremely strong, and when it swept forward in a fan-shape, it swept away the crowd of demonstrators and protesters, and the sound of all kinds of "fakes" was endless.

The camera returned to the reporter again: "It seems that the police have taken appropriate measures to dissuade the demonstrators, and the effect is very good." ”

His voice changed: "Let's see what the common people of Millican think of the Good Dream Helmet...... Let's connect with a reporter below. ”

This time it was a female reporter: "Hello everyone, I'm reporter Liu Chan, I'm in East Ttle on the west coast of Millican, let me interview the people here. ”

It was daytime streets, and she easily stopped a white lady in her fifties: "Excuse me, ma'am, can we ask you a few questions?" ”

"Yes." The white aunt nodded.

"I want to ask you, what do you think of the popular Red Star brand Dream Helmet?" The reporter asked directly.

"Oh, the Good Dream Helmet, I've heard of it." The white old lady nodded and began to speak at length: "I am a Catholic, Father Louis has always recommended this dream helmet to us, saying that it will bring us closer to God, and I am very willing to buy one, but it is too expensive, and my pension will hardly support me to buy such an expensive thing, but several of my parishioners said that they would sponsor me ......"

……

The half-hour program ended quickly, Shen Ming simply cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, turned off the TV, and then went upstairs to brush his teeth and walked into the bedroom.

It's just that it's still early, so he didn't immediately put on his helmet and enter the game, but turned on the computer and sat in front of it.