Don't Confiscate My Citizenship Chapter 376

Chapter 376 Hyperion discovers that nothing has changed

after an hour.

The night falls, the lights are shining, and the heart of Herrom is filled with a kind of restlessness. The landmark building of the Protos Empire-the studio building of the Herrom Broadcasting Company, a grand interview show has just been broadcast on the crystal screen. It ended and turned into other instant interviews.

At this time, the building looks even more spectacular, and the beams from the marquee lights on the top shuttle through the night sky in Herrom, attracting more focus.

A large crowd has gathered below the Herrom Broadcasting Company building. They seemed to be summoned by some kind of emotion and came from all directions, blocking the traffic around the building. Everyone's face was filled with excitement and admiration. , eyes shuttled at the glass door exit of the building, for fear of missing the long-awaited figure.

The Hellrom Guard House has dispatched teams of additional police officers to maintain law and order. Obviously, the response to today's interview and the residents' enthusiasm for Rocky McCarthy far exceeded their imagination. .

 Under the building, many media reporters were busy outside the crowd. They were holding camera equipment and microphones, trying to find a better position among the crowd.

Herrom Broadcasting Company's own reporters spared no effort. Immediately after the talk show, they selected enthusiastic people nearby and asked them to tell their views on the political celebrity - this young and promising politician, his words and deeds It always seems to trigger a strong response from the public.

When you are selected as the interview subject, you can even look up and see the interview process being screened in real time on the crystal screen on the Herrom Broadcasting Company building.

Such sideshows were still further inflaming the atmosphere. Until the moment the man walked out of the building, people could not imagine what kind of grand event it would be.

At the edge of the spacious street under the building, Michelle stood on tiptoes and looked at the dark crowd, feeling that she could not find a way forward.

“Sister, he won't be able to see us later.”

 Mixiura said worriedly.

 She knew that her sister wanted to see him today, even immediately.

 Otherwise, I don't know when I will have a chance to meet this big shot again.

 Love is sometimes as urgent as military affairs. One minute of delay may lead to the loss of everything. If you can, don't make mistakes for even one second!

Michula could hear conversations coming from the crowd from time to time. Everyone was guessing at which moment this political celebrity would appear. Some people had already pointed their photo crystals at the exit of the building, for fear of missing this moment in person. An opportunity for what could be a historic moment.

　　Not only did they want to see Rocky McCarthy, but others also wanted to have even a brief interaction with him.

 However, Michula knew that her sister had different reasons than anyone else.

 This made Mi Xiula more and more anxious.

The guards maintained order among the crowd. Their Protos police uniforms looked particularly solemn under the light, and their expressions were serious, but their eyes could not conceal their curiosity about the person who was about to appear.

As time passed by, the crowd's expectations continued to rise. Everyone was waiting for the political celebrity who could lead the trend of the times to walk out of the building and step into their sight.

In the outer circle of the crowd, there were more reporters with heavy equipment. Rather than trying to chance an interview with Rocky McCarthy, even taking two photos as material for tomorrow's newspapers would be good.

Rocky McCarthy's interview is sure to be a hit tomorrow.

Helrom Broadcasting Company reporters are still shuttled among the crowd, selecting conspicuous citizens and friends, asking for feedback and opinions, looking for voices that can represent public opinion.

At this time, the astute reporter from Helrom Broadcasting Company focused on the two young girls. Their eyes revealed the eagerness that was different from that of ordinary fans.

The reporter quickly walked forward with the cameraman, said politely and squeezed through the crowd, and walked to the two girls.

“Good evening, ladies. Can you tell us what you think of tonight's high-profile political figure?”

The reporter opened the conversation quickly and deftly, finishing his question before Hyperion and Michola could react.

These two young ladies are particularly eye-catching just by their appearance and temperament, and they are also wearing the old-style aristocratic school uniforms of Protos Royal Academy of Magic, and they happen to be students of Mr. McCarthy's school.

 “I don't have any opinion.”

 Mixiura answered briefly.

Many people noticed the live interview screen displayed on the crystal screen on the outer wall of the Herrom Broadcasting Company building. The facial expression of the girl being interviewed was too stiff, as if she was saying something against her will. An interviewee with such a cold attitude is a reporter's nightmare.

But the journalists of the Herrom Broadcasting Company are obviously very capable and know how to deal with the situation.

Any comment at this time would make him feel embarrassed, so he simply nodded and handed the microphone to Hyperion, who looked softer.

“So, as students of Protos Royal Academy of Magic, what do you think of the attitude of your principal, Mr. Rocky McCarthy, towards his candidacy?”

The reporter asked with a calm smile.

“…I think it would be better for him not to run for president.”

Hyperion replied hesitantly.

　　Obviously, she was in a mixed mood now, and she was even more confused when she was suddenly selected to interview about Lan Qi.

However.

Hyperion's rather soft response was extremely clear in the restless night.

 In an instant, the surrounding atmosphere changed somewhat.

This answer seems to have touched the sensitive nerves of the surrounding fans.

The original atmosphere of pure admiration and expectation was replaced by traces of dissatisfaction and hostility. The originally enthusiastic McCarthy fans on the side also looked at this side, until the interview screen was transmitted to the crystal screen of the building, making the fans waiting for Mike in the distance The crowd where Cassie appeared noticed the **** the interview screen.

 Some people began to boo, and some even started talking.

 “Everyone has their own opinion, and that's what our interviews are about.”

Helrom Broadcasting Company reporter noticed the tension in the atmosphere and hurriedly tried to calm it down.

Nonetheless, the reporters and interview team at Hölrom Broadcasting Company had to be on alert in case there were any overly emotional McCarthy fans in the crowd.

"I…"

Hyperion's already confused brain finally came to her senses, and she realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing in this atmosphere.

But before she could go any further and organize her words, she felt that countless eyes in the dark crowd seemed to be staring at her.

“Their jewelry... seems to be that of the Milford family in the north, right?”

This kind of jewelry is only abundant in the Milford Territory, and their dress clearly shows that they are aristocratic students of Protos Royal Academy of Magic.

“It's not surprising that the Milford family would oppose Mr. McCarthy. They are already established aristocrats in the north.”

 “An enemy of Mr. Rocky McCarthy?”

"The two of them are still wearing the old-style aristocratic school uniforms. They are indeed the opponents of Mr. Rocky McCarthy."

The words come and go.

 The lonely cold wind invaded her cold skin.

This terrifying aggregate of malice made Hyperion feel like she was back in Icerite when her father had just disappeared.

 Nothing has changed.

 But she was still the girl who would tremble with fear and burst into tears late at night.

 (End of this chapter)

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