I ran for president with scumbag money

"There was a lot of voices at the meeting, Leon first stayed at the scene for a while, then got bored and simply hid, no matter how long it took, he still couldn't fully absorb the enthusiasm of these fans.

"He thought, if it wasn't for Hines who couldn't attend temporarily, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so boring.

"'That person is here again.' the assistant reminded, as if trying to relieve him.

"'Who?' Leon asked curiously.

"'That little fan has been following us since the first stop of our public welfare promotion meeting, seventeen games, and he is really loyal." There was a sense of irony in the assistant's tone of voice.

"Whenever a guy speaks in that tone, the subtext is usually 'Is he so bored, has nothing else to do?'

"Leon looked at the little fan, it was a tall and thin young man with bangs covering his glasses, looking a bit gloomy.

"He waved generously and said to his assistant: 'Don't say that.'

"'Yeah, don't say that, he paid for it,' said the agent, mockingly, and then the assistant laughed.

"Leon was depressed for no reason: 'You can call him over, let us meet him, special reward? Huh?'

"Advice from the agent: 'I have two reasons to advise you not to do this.'

"'I guess the first reason is that Hynes won't like it?' said Leon dryly. .'

"The agent shrugged: 'Mr. Hines is only the third reason. The other two, one, is troublesome to be entangled with such a fanatic, and two, the things delivered to the door are not liked.'

"Leon frowned and said unhappily: 'Nonsense, I want to see him.'

"He already has a fascinating appearance, and he can't be refused when he gets angry. The manager paused, remembering his well-behaved behavior when he first met Leon. When he sat down, he didn't even know how to hold his hand. where to put.

"Obviously, during this period of time, Leon has been spoiled a bit arrogantly, that's not surprising, his career is thriving, and his love with the rich man is impeccable.

"'If Mr. Hines knew, I might die,' said the agent with a wry smile. 'I wish you would remember to put in a good word for me in front of him.'

"He walked over and called the young man to the backstage to meet Leon. The arrangement was very easy. They could treat it as a marketing campaign for the actor's favorite fans, or they could avoid talking about it as if it had never happened.

"It depends on whether Leon's purpose is to solidify the character design or just to be a fan.

"The young man walked through the door awkwardly, his hands curled unconsciously like chicken feet.

"'Take it easy, my name is Leon, Leon Morton, what about you?' Leon asked generously.

"Dramatically, the young man passed out instantly.

"When Lancer woke up from the darkness, he didn't know where he was. Soon, he thought of everything and scolded himself for being stupid and stupid.

"He actually passed out in front of his idol, and it was when he was meeting him for real - Leon doesn't like to meet alone, and what he met was a golden opportunity! It was wasted like this!

"For a while, he didn't want to wake up, he wanted to die here.

"Soon, someone from the side asked: 'Are you awake?'

"Hearing this voice, Lancer suddenly woke up, he was lying on the sofa, looking at the owner here helplessly: 'Ray, Ray...'

"'Lion Morton,' replied Leon good-naturedly.

"Lancer twisted his clothes nervously: 'Uh, I thought, I thought you...'

"He thought he would be thrown out and never be allowed to appear in front of Leon again.

"Leon comforted him with a smile: 'I told you that I want to see the truth with you, not to mention that it happened suddenly, I was also at fault, and I should get your permission in advance.'

"'No no no no,' Lancer shook his head frantically, 'you don't need permission to do anything.'

"The assistant brought them coffee, and Lancer just stared at Leon intently, turning a blind eye to anything and anyone.

"'I found that you have followed my public service promotion for seventeen consecutive times, is it very hard?' Leon asked friendly.

"Lancer shook his head mechanically: 'It's not hard.'

"He has not recovered from the surprise of meeting his idol at all, and is still in the stage of 'self-doubt'.

"The manager looked at Leon anxiously.

"In his opinion, Leon has always had some blind ideals, or fantasies, or simply delusions about his acting career.

"As soon as I heard that some fans were holding a large-scale event, Leon always cared about how much the fans spent, and even asked frankly. It caused the manager's blood pressure to rise.

"Because we all know that idols can't directly talk about star-chasing expenses with fans, especially when they are face-to-face, if fans ask, 'Can you reimburse me?', the scene will become very embarrassing and suffocating.

"The manager emphasized to Leon countless times that what he should do is to encourage fans to 'generate love' instead of asking the other party to pack the money back.

"But Leon always seems to be unable to learn.

"But what Leon said next gave the agent a surprise:

"'I hope to see you again at the public welfare promotion meeting in the future.' Leon smiled. 'You must donate, right? I should give you a souvenir and sign your name.'

"'Yes, lead the conversation to souvenirs, autographs and other things that are 'difficult to change'." The agent breathed a sigh of relief and thought with satisfaction, 'because once the fans realize that these things are those tattered banknotes, they can't be exchanged. Come on, they'll pay more.'

"He was a little moved to think that under his strict education, Leon was about to graduate.

"Lancer blushed with excitement.

"'That's very kind of you,' he said, thinking that a little insolence might be all right, and boldly said, 'I'll follow you to the end, and I like hearing what you have to say.'

"Leon's smile seemed to encourage him, and he stammered into reciting: 'Just...that...everything will be fine, we'll get off drugs, we'll reset our lives, if only we start over'.

"'Oh, life will get better.' Leon actually thought it was a little funny. He didn't expect that the truth that these children have heard would really be popular, 'I believe the school teacher will say the same.'

"'I don't believe them, I believe yours,' said Lancer.

"Who would have thought that, in the eyes of this young man, the words of the celebrity and the parents are more valuable than the words of the parents? Leon thought, this is the influence, and he has a strong influence.

"At that time, he still disliked the PR team writing this article that seemed to look down on the IQ of fans. But as time went by, he gradually felt the importance of these articles.

"'Mr. Morton,' said Lancer, jumping up suddenly, and seizing his hand, 'I, I was a drug addict...'

"'My God!'

"Before Leon could react, the assistant had already screamed: 'Security, security!'

"The manager mustered up his courage, pushed Lancer away, protected Leon behind him, and nervously ordered the security guard who rushed in: 'Get him out!'

"The security guards held Lancer down and roughly threw him outside. At this moment, Leon reacted.

"'What are you doing?' he exclaimed, looking at the agent in disbelief. 'What are you doing?'

"'The agent yelled, 'Damn! Didn't you hear that? That's a drug addict! What if he has AIDS?'

"'Well, isn't the event we're running about giving drug addicts a chance?'

"'You also know that this is propaganda? Propaganda is standing at a fucking distance, standing out of reach, wearing a full protective suit, wearing a mask, holding a loudspeaker, facing the camera, and doing it intimately with drug addicts. It’s not called propaganda, it’s called living impatiently!’ the manager shouted, “Do you know your worth?!”

"'You, stop screaming, hurry up and get Leon to wash his hands with disinfectant, and then spray this place well.' Then, the manager ordered the assistant forcefully.

"He glared at Leon angrily, shook his head and muttered: 'I thought you were going to be a teacher.'

"This incident spoiled Leon's interest, he thought in disappointment that it would be impossible to see that young man again.

"But at the later public welfare activities, Lancer still appeared, standing in the auditorium as always, wearing the clothes endorsed by Leon, staring at the event stage with excitement, excitement and anticipation.

"'I never dreamed that I could really have such an impact on this person. I'm not a narcissist.' Leon said to Hines, 'He is so obsessed with me, should I? stop him?'

"Although his vanity was greatly gratified, he still felt uneasy.

"Hines just snorted.

"'Jealous?' Leon paused, choosing to worry about the other party's thoughts, and asked.

"'He? Not so.'

"In Hines' view, among Leon's fans, the most troublesome ones should be movie kings, international directors, and rich people. The obsessions of little people like Lancer are not worth mentioning, and they can't even play supporting roles.

"Thinking of this, Leon asked for a piece of paper, signed his name in a flying manner, and asked his assistant to give the paper to Lancer.

"While they can't meet in person, sending something small should be within the agent's license.

"After Lanser got the paper, his eyes were red with excitement, and Leon nodded when he saw this expected scene, feeling very satisfied with himself.

"Since then, Leon has often received Lanser's fan gifts, and the name of the giver is written on the gift box correctly. Even in the interview, Leon casually said what game he was addicted to recently, or Whatever food he wants to eat, Lancer will send it tenfold.

"Of course, Leon never touched it.

"It wasn't until later that Lancer explained that he was just being framed for taking drugs, and they cleared up the misunderstanding.

"Leon's life is still full of ups and downs. In the second year, his opponent Hof appeared, and they competed for the 'Golden Image Award' on the same stage. Leon's team was worried and pessimistic about this matter.

"Hof is 56 years old. His contribution and help in the film industry are far beyond what the young Leon can compete with. What's more, he also created a genre.

"In this situation, unless the management intends to use Leon to make big news, their chances of winning will be quite small.

"Early pessimistic fables appeared in the news, implying that Leon was just an escort. Leon himself was not bothered by the editor's grandstanding, but his fans were greatly angered. They and Hough's fans criticized each other online. , There is a team battle mode.

"No matter what the fans say, Leon's negative energy still comes from Hines and his family. Hines' family is very large. No one knows how many people don't like Leon. They always appear and want to Do everything possible to add trouble to Leon.

"Leon lost his sense of proportion under the pressure of this kind of development with a strong atmosphere of house fighting. After being caught by the reporters, it was all Hof's fault. The fans were even more eager to fight, attacking Hof because of his age. Old disrespect.

"Finally, at Hough's film conference, a young man pulled out a gun, shouted for justice, and shot and killed 17 people on the spot. The '1217' shooting shocked the whole country.

"The young man's name is Lancer, and he is a fanatical fan of Leon. The only value of what he does to Leon is to add a few shocking new words to Leon's biography.

"Leon didn't know about this at the first time, and he didn't see the victims. When the incident happened, he was angry with Hines and ran away from home.

"By the time he got home, Hines had managed to silence the media.

"This was originally a tragedy, but all the copywriters got wind of it and turned it into a monument in the history of Leon's charm. Leon himself felt sorry for it, but he couldn't do anything about it. This incident brought him heavy shock and pain." Psychological burden, and Hines was in there to help him out of the psychological problem, so they once again..."

"Boss, boss."

Leon was pushed, slowly opened his eyes, murmured, waiting for his consciousness to recover, he frowned and asked: "I fainted?"

The information sent to him by the system is still vivid in his memory. Just like the day Edith left, after Lanser died, the system also sent his story in the original book.

"No, you fell asleep." James replied.

"Ah..." Leon found himself lying on the bed, turned over and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Last night, when he got home, he received a video from Lusa. The video showed Lancer pressing the self-destruct device in the slums and bringing most of the drug dealers in state B to hell.

It would be against them to keep this video, which cleverly places all the blame on the dead Lancer, and no one can accuse Edson of his role in it.

"Shooting and killing 35 people at a movie conference for an idol" or "taking away [-] drug dealers in a slum for an idol", which one is more acceptable to Lancer himself?

I'm afraid he won't care about that.

He is the most loyal supporter.

In the original book, Leon did not ask where the money came from, but now Leon knows that it was earned by him working day and night.

In the original book, Leon didn't care about any beliefs or ideals he had in the past, but now Leon understands that he really didn't have any.

He is an ATM machine, piles of gift boxes, applause and screams, glow sticks and reverent gazes, except that he is not an independent individual.

He doesn't choose a partner very much, it can be Leon or Alita.

Then he rushed over and gave his life.

After Lusha sent the video, she added a sentence: "I'm going to see Alita, are you going?"

At that time, Leon didn't reply immediately, but now, he knows how to reply: "No, thank you."

It didn't help that he went there, he couldn't face to face and accuse Alita of not guiding Lanser's obsession correctly, because even the protagonist of the original book, Leon, who was full of mystery and magic like the "Holy Father", couldn't do it.

James couldn't wait for Leon to speak, and took the initiative to ask: "Boss?"

Leon asked at the same time: "What do you think an idol is?"

"Paper man." James replied without blinking.

Leon's words were choked immediately: What's the point?Why do you have the ability to chat to death every time you open your mouth?

Fortunately, James passed the steps in time: "What does the boss think is an idol?"

"I don't know," Leon said bitterly, "I can't understand. The more I admire a certain person, the more I want to become him, surpass him, and defeat him."

"Well, okay," James tilted his head to think, and said, "I reluctantly accept that I want to replace Dr. Amnesia to summon the operator, but I will never admit that as a big man, I would want to replace Pink Girl to go to the Miracle Continent non-stop Change skirts."

"..." Leon gritted his teeth and said, "Your idol has summoned you to make money, go to work and earn money."

"That's exactly what I did!" James magically took out his laptop and invited triumphantly, "Would you like to see what I've harvested, boss?"

Lusha came out of the nursing home, her left hand was still wrapped in a bandage, her face was haggard.

Leon refused to accompany her, and she still came to this nursing home, which was probably the only place where she could understand Lancer.

The sight of Lancer's catastrophic death before her eyes was so irritating to her that she might have been a little obsessed in questioning the man.

She sent the video to Leon, thinking that Leon would be willing to go with her, but unexpectedly Leon refused, which disappointed her for a while.

After all, Leon also has his own affairs, so he can't always focus on this side... Lusha thinks so.

But it didn't bring any comfort at all, the cold feeling could only make her realize that she couldn't rely on Leon, and no one else could help her make a decision, she could only choose a path to follow.

It's ridiculous that she used to complain that she didn't have the chance to make up her own mind.

Lusha slowly sat on the bench in front of the nursing home, with broken branches and leaves on top of her head, her eyes were vacant, and her eyes were not focused.

There was nothing pleasant about meeting Alita.

Alita exudes the most rottenness that a self-destructive person can achieve, and is really "rotten".

Drugs have invaded her internal organs, and they don't intend to give her a chance to survive, so she struggles on the verge of dying every day.

But when Lusa mentioned Lancer, she still smiled.

"I scared him," said the one-time superstar. "I thought so, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't even save myself. My mom cut off my funding. She gave me up because I couldn't be with him. That psychotic brother got married. What happened to the man you mentioned?"

"He's dead," Lusa replied gloomily, her left wrist aching.

"What can I do?" Alita asked back. "What should I do? What can I do?"

"You ruined him, I thought you should at least feel guilty."

"He's an adult, right? Let's assume he's an adult and he has a mind of his own. Why didn't he make the decision to kill everyone of his own volition?" Alita asked sharply, "Yes By the way, did you say who you came to kill?"

"He adores you!" Lusha grabbed the collar of her pajamas, eyes wide open, "He adores you, he likes you, he does everything to please you, to satisfy you, you have not been positive at all. Guide, you didn't do what you were supposed to do, don't you have an obligation to do so? You killed him!"

"Now you know how difficult it is to be an idol? I heard that to enjoy the attention of thousands of people, you have to have a social obligation to guide all the crazy people who unfortunately like you to the right path, right? But he likes me, so what does it matter to me?" Alita smiled nonchalantly on her face as thin as a skeleton, and said meanly, "You know what? I don't think you hate me at all, you hate someone else, why? Didn't he respond to your affection? He let Are you disappointed? Does it satisfy you to teach me a lesson?"

Lusa slapped her hard.

Alita screamed: "Be careful! I will bite you, I have AIDS, you know?"

The medical staff rushed over to isolate the two of them, and they ordered Lusha to leave the ward forcefully.

"Who did he kill? Tell me!" Alita screamed behind her.

"Your father." Lusha turned her head and growled.

Horrible loud laughter filled the room, scarier than the laugh of a clown in a movie.

Lusa rushed out.

Is that what and Survivor will really be... all about?

There was a sudden scream in the distance, Lusha suddenly raised her head, and saw someone jumping down from the top floor of the nursing home.

Downstairs was full of people, full of panic.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she didn't have any visual defects, so she could clearly see who the jumper was.

"Alita..."

Is that what and Survivor will really be all about?

She instantly understood why Leon didn't come.

Maybe he understood from the beginning that you were a lose-lose situation.

Too bad she thought...

Fortunately, she is still waiting...

Alita didn't have any warmth towards Lancer either.

A car was parked in front, and Blood Blade got out of the car and ran to stand in front of her.

"I've been looking for you." He explained his panic.

Lusha stretched out her arm to him, and raised the corners of her mouth with difficulty.

Blood Blade came over hesitantly, so she wrapped her loosely around his waist, pressed her forehead against his abdomen, and closed her eyes to feel the heartbeat in this strong body.

After Leon refused to accompany her, he also sent her a question:

Would you like to go to state A with your team?You don't have to help me.

Now, Lusha knew how to reply: "No, thank you." After a pause, she thought again, "But I can help him in State B."

So decide.

"Let's go back to State B," she said to Blood Blade in a dull voice, "Edson thought he had abolished me, that Leon was forbidden to go to State B, that everything would be fine if he got rid of the drug dealers, that everything would be fine if he incited the believers. Back home, the sky is covered with one hand. Guess what?

"It's time for him to know that from start to finish, we are the last opponents he can't ignore.

"Starting today, we, you, are the only special police force in State B. Each of our missions has only one purpose: to eliminate criminals in the shortest time and most efficiently."

"You mean to kill them all?" Blood Blade asked bluntly.

"Yes." Lusha said calmly, completely unable to see that she had ever quarreled with her teammates on humanitarian issues, "Yes, yes, you have more experience than me, but I can learn slowly."

Kill that silly girl from the past, and slowly learn to be a new... a new captain, the captain of urban legends.

On the local event record file in State B, the recorder wrote:

The replacement of the captain of the "Urban Legend" was very slow, but when the new captain adapted, the rioters in State B found that they were facing a tougher and more terrifying team.

They like to recruit people who have a deep hatred with the gangsters. They are not afraid of lynching at all. They dare to ignore all moral truths in order to achieve the purpose of punishing crimes. Anyone who dares to touch them will only suffer more cruel revenge.

They are the biggest obstacle in the implementation of "economic laws" in state B.

In the end, the recorder wrote very cryptically in order to protect himself wisely:

To this day, the upright guests have still not found a way to fish B state out of the quagmire, and can only look forward to the Yangzheng Mansion.

But whether it is "light" or "shadow", they are executing all the plans they can think and make.

Leon was relieved when he received the message that Lusha was willing to help him in State B:

With Lusa's help, Mela and Frank must be able to relax.

He moved his body, let himself lie on his side, and looked at James' notes. A large news headline was displayed on the screen: "Dormon is disqualified from running for office. Is Morton in State B's will?"

He was surprised: "What did you do?"

Of course, he would not naively think that Domon was disqualified for other reasons, the only reason could only be this glasses otaku who is good at playing with the Internet and traffic.

James laughed, feeling tired standing up and talking, so he simply sat on the floor, pulled Leon's blond hair, and said affectionately: "Oh, this is a long story, to put it simply, a list has been leaked, It is full of names of people who have insulted and ridiculed Domon's education, as well as their home addresses, phone numbers, and private email addresses... The public is extremely frightened by this list, and has to protest against Domon's right to privacy. Step down."

"How funny," he said, with a bit of the gratuitous hostility that CKD loves. "The public can hide behind the screen and swear at the poor guy, but if he's determined to hold him accountable, They'd be terrified to depose him and double down on laughing at him."

"I don't think this is the problem," Leon pinched the bridge of his nose, and said helplessly, "Dommon has higher power than the people, he must be questioned and supervised, and his seriousness will only leave people-you play the role of What role?"

he asked suddenly.

"Me?" James said innocently with his eyes wide open, "I just provided the list for him to see."

Of course not, in fact, James implemented a very complicated plan.

He first instigated Duo Meng's resentment towards Internet public opinion, and induced Duo Meng to say something like "I want to know who those cowards are" under the dual effects of alcohol and anger.

Then, in the name of helping Domon, he put human flesh on all the lists.

Domon was shocked when he received it, and of course he refused to release it. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that this was something that would anger the public and oppose the election.

James left a plug-in in his email that caused a glitch on his computer.When he took the computer to be repaired, the "temporary worker" would be horrified to see the plan and list of Domon's plans to retaliate against the people in the computer.

As for what the "temporary workers" will do...

Oh, of course the "temporary workers" will announce all the truth in a dignified manner, which is why they can only work as "temporary workers" in the government.

Leon knew that the truth was not as simple as James' understatement, but he would rather be smarter than to ask.

"That's it," he sat up and patted James on the shoulder, "we're in the same group, right?"

"Sure." James laughed.

"Does Binny know your plan?"

"I can't hide it," James admitted, sticking out his tongue.

"I'm fine." Leon said seriously, "There is no doubt about the employment."

"The important thing is that we don't have to worry about State B anymore." James said with his back leaning against the wall, "No matter if State B becomes more and more chaotic in the future, you don't need to set foot on that place again for the sake of votes. Continuous Losing two candidates, they have to vote for an out-of-state person, which means you...or someone else, but the odds are slim, since state A is so close to state B that they hear your name the most.

"What's more, we also have the money to do large-scale marketing. In the future, we only need to take a private jet to give lectures, ha, it's like a tour."

Ke Luo was very trustworthy. After "eating" Tex, Leon had a lot of money in his bank account, and he immediately became extremely free and free financially.

"I feel like I'm heading more and more towards the path of 'bad business'." Leon recalled his account balance, couldn't help picking up his phone and confirming that there was really a row of 'zero' after the first digit.

James patted him on the shoulder exaggeratedly, and made a grimace: "Think about Edson, think about Lowe, you are far from the word 'bad'."

Leon rubbed his eyes, sat up, suddenly remembered a question, and sent a reply to Lusa: How did you arrange Traver?

After a long time, he received a reply: I was the victim at the time, and now the victim is him.

Leon scratched his head and replied: What do you mean?

"What did he mean by asking me?" Lusa raised her head from the phone, looked at Traver with a half-smile, "Should I answer him?"

The former lover raised his head vigorously and glared at her. In fact, this was the only action he could do: he was tied up with a rope, and his body was tightly pressed to the ground, unable to move at all.

"It's really hard to find a man you can talk to, just like you want to find a girl who is pleasing to the eye." Lusha squatted down, and gently brushed Traver's cheek with her damaged left hand, without any feeling passing through. Her left hand is still useless, she sighed, "So you see, even though we disagree, I still can't let you go. You are the father of my child."

She tilted her head: "Anyway, you don't want to die, do you?"

Traver gritted his teeth. She was right. He had nothing heroic to say at any time.

"You are also afraid of death." He could only respond viciously.

"Hmm~" Lusha nodded, she wasn't afraid to admit it.

"I'll keep this child," she smiled lightly, "and I'll keep you too. You are mine and only mine. If anyone dares to do anything to you, let them try it. I'm pretty expected."

She pinched Traver's chin with her right hand, tightening each finger until there was a blue bruise on the skin.

"You're right, it's better to have power," she raised the corners of her lips, looking into his beautiful eyes, "I don't have to pray anymore, just take what I want, do you agree? Oh, No, you've always agreed."

She leaned closer to Traver's ear and said softly, "Look now, am I really helpless to you?"

At this moment, the phone rang. Lusha took out the phone and looked at the information on the screen:

"Captain, hello, I heard the gossip that you and your team parted ways with Leon, although I don't know the specifics, but do you want to consider joining forces with me?

"My name is Lowe. I'm from E State."

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