"But aren't you afraid of me reporting? You know I'm a reporter, right?" Chen Xiaolin asked.

Yu Lianyun: “Despite these concerns, I read the news you reported, and I see that you are a media person who knows how to measure.It is not appropriate to include it in the report. It should be made clear that there are also things like ``stage.'' "

Chen Xiaolin was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "Actually, I don't intend to report this kind of thing, but no matter what big network is behind Zheng Yu's madness, I will find out the truth." Said.

“Then why don’t you join my team for a while?” Yu Lianyun invited with a smile and held out a white, slender hand to Chen Xiaoling.

Chen Xiaolin was surprised and said, "I'm an ordinary person."

"It's no longer normal to be able to survive such an incident." A strange look could be seen in Yu Lianyun's eyes.

Looking at Yu Lianyun, Chen Xiaolin felt as if he had seen right through her, and her heart skipped a beat.

…

On Magic City's bustling Bund Street, a tall, stooped figure was walking through the crowd. She gripped the strap of her crossbody bag tightly with one hand, as if there was something important inside the bag, and carefully guarded her handbag with the other.

As he walked through the crowds on the Bund, with the river beside him and Magic City's landmark Magic Pearl Tower in the distance, he stopped and quietly picked up the boxy headphones inside his crossbody bag. I took it. He put the headphones in his ears, lowered his head, and suddenly smiled strangely.

He picked up the phone and checked the "on" and "off" buttons on the phone interface. His eyes showed reverent awe of the unknown, and he muttered something in a strange accent. It's like municating with something invisible.

Just as I was about to press the "on" button on the phone's interface, I suddenly felt something shoved into my back. Then he felt numbness and tingling in his hands. His hands trembled and he immediately dropped the phone.

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