Under 30 shots

In the empty auditorium, Zhang Zu sat on the stage and looked at the twenty infected people in the audience, his eyes flickering.

No matter how true or false Zhang Mo is, he is still vague about the truth. The story itself is not far away, what is far away is that it is sealed in the river of history, let the world forget.

Life itself is a storybook, in which we experience joys, sorrows, and sorrows, in black and white.

He suddenly felt tired, and there is no such thing as a heroic plot here.

He resented that the power in his hands was so humble that all information came from others.

He doesn't understand that what we see may not be the truth, but the illusion is never groundless.

What kind of girl is Xia He?

Before Zhang Mo said it, he felt that this was an earth-shattering good girlfriend who was willing to sacrifice for him, but when he contacted him to take a graduation photo that day, the other party excused himself by saying that he didn't come to class, but in fact she wasn't in class.

Xia He lied at that time, but why did she lie?

If it was really a strange thought, why did Xia He pretend to be anything in front of him.

It was a very contradictory individual, and he sighed helplessly.

Finally, about what Zhang Mo said.

The discovery of infected bodies in dozens of cities in the Kingdom of Heaven means that their isolation has failed, and since the isolation has failed, is it necessary to continue the nuclear explosion?

He touched the button on the neckline, and decided to ask him face to face, if he could, he hoped that Li Kongling could give him more information, at least let him give him a direction if he was in the city, instead of messing around in the city.

Since the outbreak of the contagious crisis in Qamdo, people have experienced initial panic, followed by further riots in disorder, with most of those who, like him, wandering around the city with ulterior motives, and the rest, mostly fleeing to the outskirts of the city.

He Anran is one of them, but her purpose is slightly different, as an outdoor reporter for the urban news channel of Qamdo TV, she is far more sensitive to news than ordinary people.

The world-shattering news required a news media person to step up, so she almost forgot about the threat of the riots themselves, and still took the expensive DV camera in her hand to record it.

A few days ago, a large-scale epidemic of the virus broke out in Qamdo, communication was disconnected, and the troops who came later were evacuated after three days, and the whole city was in chaos, and innocent people died in this terrible disaster every moment, as for the specific cause of this disaster, we still can't know."

He Anran was filmed from a tall building, and her perspective is wide, reflecting the entire edge of the city into the camera.

The streets and alleys were full of people, whether they were old people or children, they were stuck in the mud and sand here, slowly moving forward, and more people were coming from all directions, carrying bags and different expressions.

The shouts of old men, the roars of young people, the cries of children and the sound of noisy car horns drowned out the edges.

At the front of the crowd, a black steel wall separated the entire city, with checkpoints every few hundred meters, stationed hundreds of armed soldiers.

On top of the steel fence, a cold machine gun was pointed at the city.

Beyond the fence, there are green barracks, with no end in sight.

Two planes flew over He Anran's head from the city, and she hurriedly aimed at the helicopter.

"As you can see, hundreds of thousands of people are queuing up in an orderly manner to be inspected, and they can only pass after the inspection."

"Let's go and interview the citizens for their opinions."

After He Anran finished speaking, he looked at the power and shot all the way, and only 30% was left.

After turning it off, I hurriedly went downstairs.

Not only is there a terrible number of people on the street outside, but even the hotel where He Anran stayed is also a lot of people.

The hotel began to fill up a few days ago, because the entire queue is terrifying, and the military testing project is very cumbersome and inefficient, plus hundreds of thousands of people queuing up is so terrifying, even if it is tested for 20 hours a day and night, it is difficult to dredge.

As a result, many people queued for more than three days in a row, and when some died suddenly in the queue, many people chose to temporarily renovate and stay in nearby hotels.

As a result, the surrounding hotels were once full, and if He Anran hadn't checked in a few days ago, it is estimated that he would have to use the earth as a bed like most people.

If it weren't for the fact that she was a reporter documenting the disaster, the owner of the Blue Sky Hotel would still want to forcibly reclaim her room.

It's a big profiteering.

There was a long queue in front of the counter at the Blue Sky Hotel, almost every one of them was dressed extraordinarily.

"Why don't you have a room, money is not a problem!" A wealthy middle-aged man who was asking at the counter questioned.

The young lady at the counter also smiled politely: "This gentleman, I understand your difficulties, but there is really no room anymore."

"But you only need to pay 10,000 yuan to rest in our lounge, and we provide hot water and insulated air conditioning for 20 hours."

The extravagant middle-aged man sneered when he heard this: "Forget it if you don't have a room, now you still need money to rest in the lounge?" ”

"yes, you're blackmail!" A lady in the back also spoke up.

"I'm sorry, but this is the new hotel rule."

"Hmph, I don't believe it, do I have to stay in your hotel?" The middle-aged man turned and left.

The woman in the back took a step forward and said with a smile, "Hello, help me get a rest room." ”

"Yes, ma'am."

The middle-aged man who was still at the door looked back at the woman when he heard the sound, only to realize that everyone was looking at him for idiots.

Although the lounge of a high-end hotel is not worth 10,000 yuan a night, it is worth it at this time period, after all, it is relatively safe, and the struggle for those outside private houses, small hotels, and room accommodation is not so simple.

He Anran silently filmed the expressions of the people queuing up in the hall, and randomly walked up to a fat man with a kind face and said politely: "Hello sir, I'm a reporter from the Qamdo News City Channel, can I interview you?"

The fat man looked at He Anran's mature pretty face and smiled: "It's not an honor." ”

"Okay, what do you think of all these things happening in Qamdo?"

"I think we need an answer, we need someone to tell us what the hell is going on? I have reason to believe that it was the government that cut off our communications. ”

"And what are you going to do next?"

"Stay one night and line up tomorrow to leave."

"Well, okay, I wish you a nice trip." After He Anran sent his blessings, he walked out of the Blue Sky Hotel.

The whole street was packed with people.

He Anran stepped in, like a little ant in the crowd, the slightly sexy and mature one.

There are a lot of beautiful women and handsome guys on the street, but most people are not in the mood to care about these things.

What people really think about is the first level of human needs.

Survive.

Before it happens, when food and clothing are not in the scope of people's thinking, when this problem returns to us, perhaps we will remember the hoe day in primary school.

For example, Xiao Bao'er, who was lying on her father's shoulder, watched a little boy not far away eating a ham sausage and licking his little finger.

"Dad, I'm hungry." Xiaobao's voice as weak as a mosquito was still heard by Bucktooth.

The people behind the golden curtain who were shocked in the Qianhu District also began to feel distressed.

"Don't be afraid if you're hungry, Dad will buy it for you."

Bucktooth finally squeezed into the small shop on the street, and found that there was only a small opening in the store, and people had to queue up to buy, which was also to prevent everyone from rushing.

But when Bucktooth saw that the price of ham in the merchandise column was one hundred yuan, he grabbed the ten yuan in his pocket and clenched his fist.

"Do you want to buy it?" The people in the back were in a hurry.

"Daddy." Xiao Bao'er shouted softly, and Bucktooth had no choice but to leave the team with Xiao Bao in her arms.

Just as they were about to leave to think of something else, a mature intellectual beauty with a DV stopped them head-on.

"Hello, little sister." He Anran patted Xiaobao's face gently.

"You are?"

"Oh, I'm a journalist, can I do an interview with your daughter?"

"But Bao'er was so hungry that she didn't want to speak" Xiao Bao'er didn't wait for Bucktooth to speak, and looked at He Anran with an aggrieved expression.

"Haha, it's so cute, sister here." He Anran smiled and took out a bag of biscuits from his satchel and put them in Xiaobao's hand.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Xiaobao couldn't wait to tear it open and bite it, swallowed half of it in three or two times, and then stopped, took out half of the biscuit from his mouth and handed it to Luoya's mouth and said, "Dad, one and a half." ”