Chapter 372: Lance's Statements in a Talk Show
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Helstrom Broadcasting Company Building, 23rd Floor, The Helstrom Evening Show Studio.
As the camera slowly pans across the audience, the lights begin to brighten, unveiling the curtain on a night of "Helstrom's Evening Show."
The atmosphere was thick with anticipation. The audience's applause was almost non-stop, their expressions a mix of excitement, eagerness, and a touch of nervousness. The massive studio gradually filled with the palpable energy of the crowd.
The studio is decorated with a comfortable and fashionable feel like a home living room. The large floor-to-ceiling windows behind provide a clear wide-angle view of the Helrohm skyline from high above, creating a friendly yet professional atmosphere for the program.
On stage, the sofa chairs were arranged neatly, waiting for the host and guests to arrive.
The signature lettering of "Helstrom's Evening Show" backdrop is clearly visible, with the large screen periodically displaying the topics to be discussed and photos of the featured guests.
Then, upbeat opening music heated up the atmosphere, and the host stepped onto the stage.
Currently, Protoss national-level program host Leora Franklin is loved by the audience for her approachable and sincere style. She often guides guests and viewers into deep spiritual conversations, offering inspiring insights.
Leo La's appearance immediately sparked thunderous applause and cheers from the audience. Her attire was simple yet elegant, brimming with vitality. She greeted the audience with a smile, waving her hand as she began the program with her signature warm and full-bodied voice: "Today, you will witness some very special stories—"
Accompanied by the band's lively and dramatic jazz, every spotlight seemed to lay down a red carpet leading from behind the scenes to the center of the stage.
We have a highly anticipated guest.
After a brief introduction, she announced.
The camera quickly zooms in, passing through a sea of people in the audience, and captures Rocky Macassi's figure.
He was wearing a sharply tailored purple suit, impeccably pressed, exuding an air of sophistication. His smooth brown hair shone under the spotlight, and he walked with confidence and composure, slowly ascending the stage amidst everyone's expectant gaze.
Every step he took seemed to be light and rhythmic, yet each one was more stable than the last.
The world on stage seemed to blur the moment he stepped through the curtain. All light, sound, and color converged on the patch of brightness he was about to enter.
"Let us now invite Lord Loch Macassi, the recognized leader of Protoss Royal Mage Academy, and Governor of the Snowfield Province of the Protoss Empire."
As Leola enthusiastically introduced Rocky Macassi once more, all eyes turned to the figure who had taken to the stage.
He raised his right hand in response to the expectation, then looked at Leora. They sat down between the sofas and exchanged simple greetings with smiles.
Today, this man with a touch of mystery finally took the stage at the Helmrom Empire, a symbol of great achievement. His interview with Leora, the host representing Helmrom Broadcasting Company, will be a convergence of two worlds – one a media giant, the other an educational ruler.
"Mr. Rocky McCasi, it's a pleasure to have the opportunity to speak with you today."
Leora turned to the audience, her gaze carrying the sharpness of a prophetess,
Let's delve into the insights of this legendary figure in education, exploring his perspectives on education, life, and politics.
Leo's words carried an inspiring weight, plunging the entire venue into a pregnant silence of anticipation.
Of course, I'm happy to share my insights with all of you.
Ranch's eyes were resolute, shining with the confidence and courage of a true leader. As his gaze swept across each member of the audience, he seemed to silently convey a message—an unbridled entrepreneurial spirit and the promise of dazzling success.
As the conversation progressed, Lanche's eye-catching purple suit wasn't merely a choice for an educator; it was a style statement within the context of this era. It represented prosperity, sophistication, and a bold vision.
When asked about his educational reforms at the Protoss Royal Academy and his artistic philosophy, Lynch responded with a mixture of lighthearted ease and thoughtful seriousness.
Soon, the interview content flowed rapidly and smoothly from the realities of education into the visions of politics, weaving personal stories into the nation's destiny.
Lanche expressed dissatisfaction with the current state of the Protoss Empire, particularly regarding Protoss cooperation and trade policies and relations with neighboring countries. He believes that Protoss is at a disadvantage in its dealings with other nations.
This country might see many things happen in the next few years, no one can tell for sure. However, regardless of what happens, as a debtor nation, we cannot continue to lose hundreds of billions every year like this. Previously, we gave our allies all kinds of rights, including entering our market and dumping their goods. But this is not “free trade”. If you try to sell something there, forget it, give up. It’s almost impossible. They haven't legislated against our Protos products, but they've made it practically impossible in reality. We didn't do as well as them, so they defeated our companies. I want to say, for someone who can completely defeat you, perhaps you would truly respect him. But if they continue like this, they will completely defeat this country as well.
Lanche's voice, a blend of conviction and a barely perceptible challenge, intertwined with Leora's steady and insightful questioning, offering the audience a feast of thought and perspective.
The stage at this moment seems to have become a miniature world stage, with the two protagonists facing each other, and the attentive audience becomes a witness to this speech.
The lights slowly converged on the two figures, and every other detail on stage seemed to fade into the background. All focus was on Lyra and Lance, sitting there. The audience hung onto their every word, captivated by the weight of their conversation, searching for sparks of wisdom.
"So, Mr. Rocky McCasky, how would you propose to change this situation that concerns you"
Leora leaned forward slightly, her question direct yet delivered with the finesse of a seasoned interviewer.
"What we need first and foremost is peace. Then, we'll negotiate with the allies of the Protoss Empire - it's easier to talk to allies than enemies, though I will find a way to get our allies to contribute their fair share. Think about it: we gave them the opportunity to enter our markets, sell their natural resources and high-quality products, making more money. Why shouldn't they give us twenty percent"
Lanxi is not just answering a question, but telling a larger story about the future, career, ideals, and the dream of Protoss. He feels that the Protoss Empire isn't making enough money.
As the conversation deepened, the atmosphere gradually became more tense.
To be honest, compared to the war, every topic and idea proposed by Rocky MacCarthy is more captivating and touching to the audience.
But these topics, spanning from the school principal to the governor, even exceeding the scope of his current role in the Protoss Empire, inevitably raise suspicion: does this man aspire to climb even higher
If he really has this intention.
With his unique intelligence, leadership charisma, outstanding oratory skills, and talent for emotional communication, perhaps one day he will truly reach the pinnacle of the Protoss Empire!
(The End)
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