Cultivate a male god: After listening to persuasion, I became a top-notch

Chapter 565 This is the real human race, great emperor!
In Li Youzhi's live broadcast room, the number of online users has exceeded 100,000.

If this popularity is put on Douyin, it is already at the T1 level. However, compared with Li Youzhi's total number of over million and more than million active fans, it is actually relatively poor.

The reason for this is that his fans are the most likely to stir up trouble on the entire Internet. And tonight, most of the fans of the fun people are busy arguing with the Yicile Embassy.

Now, seeing Li Youzhi lift up the hem of his robe, making that ordinary long gown transform into the shape of the red, white, black and green flag of Canaan on the red carpet of the Berlin Film Festival, netizens who had been infuriated by the public opinion hegemony of Yi Ci Le and its allies all night were boiling with excitement!

"Shit, shit, shit!!! What did I see? What the hell is this clothes, brother?"

"My tears burst out. How could he be wearing a long gown? It was a cry for freedom and justice!"

"He listened, brothers... He listened to those idiots who suggested that he speak up for Canaan Stan. I thought that with his current status, he would not pay attention to such outrageous suggestions, but he... He listened! This time, he gambled his own future!"

"When he walks on the red carpet, he is a movie star, but when he lifts his coat, he is a human star! Tonight, the world sways under his coat!"

"The world sways at his hem!"

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On the red carpet.

Hearing a series of system beeps coming from his ears, Li Youzhi seemed to have become the focus of the whole audience. With the cameras fixed on him, a hint of bitterness appeared on his face.

Amid the clicking sounds of shutters and glaring flashes of light, he saw the panicked film festival organizing committee staff at the end of the red carpet shouting at the onsite security.

It feels good to be in the limelight.

But looking at this behavior... I might be the first guest to be kicked out of the Berlin Film Festival tonight.

"Why? Li, you are a Chinese, why do you do such a thing?"

Just as Li Youzhi was secretly thinking about how he should be carried out in a certain posture so as not to lose face and appear calm, the reporter closest to him shouted with all his might.

Hearing this question, Li Youzhi looked down at the person asking the question. Seeing the RTTV, Russian national television, media ID on the reporter's chest, Li Youzhi pursed his lips;
"As you said, what is happening in Canaan Stan now seems to have nothing to do with me. The shells of Ishile did not hit our school. The people buried under the collapsed buildings are not my compatriots. The people struggling in the ruins are not our children."

When Li Youzhi spoke, the noise at the scene instantly fell silent.

Facing the sporadic flashes of light and a large number of microphones that were stretched out in front of him for fear of missing out on the hot spots, Li Youzhi smiled faintly, but his eyes became firm and deep;

"But the Chinese people have suffered such hardships in the long course of modern history."

Glancing at the security guards who were trying hard to push through the crowd, Li Youzhi took a deep breath and spoke in a serious and excited tone.
"In 1900, we trembled under the invaders' guns and cannons. In 1931, we cried out in pain under the iron hoofs of the militarist Nazis. Before and even after the founding of New China, we shed countless blood and tears on the road to independence and self-reliance."

"It is precisely because we have been caught in such rain that we know that people in the rain need an umbrella stretched over their heads! In 1900, in 1931, in 1937... in the Northeast, in Nanjing, in every inch of Chinese land that was trampled by the invaders and bathed in gunfire and rain of bullets, we did not wait for that umbrella."

"After countless generations of hard work, China is no longer the weak country that was manipulated by others in modern times. The people of this country finally have the power to make their voices heard in the world." Li Youzhi looked at the RTTV reporters crowded in front of the isolation belt and straightened his back.

"Just now you asked me why we are here tonight? Well, I will answer you: for the present Canaan Stan, for our past, and for the future. When the world is invaded by NCism, militarism, and any unjust aggressors who want to raise their butcher knives, we will be worried and fearful!"

“We are not politicians or soldiers, and we cannot influence any conflict in this world, but we are witnesses... and we can also be the ones who shout!”

As Li Youzhi finished his powerful words, the scene fell into deathly silence again.

Only the group of security guards who received orders from the leaders of the organizing committee to expel the crowd shouted "Get out of the way".

Just like at the scene, at this moment, with shaking hands, TKTK, Li Youzhi’s own live broadcast room once again fell into deathly silence.

It was not until the burly security guards in the screen grabbed Li Youzhi's arm and "escorted" him out of the red carpet with grim faces that the live broadcast room, where the number of people was surging, finally burst into an explosive barrage of comments!

"That's very well said, that's very well said, this is what being a star means, this is what a public figure should be like!"

"The one in front, please don't insult my little brother. At this moment, he is no longer a star. Don't compare him with those guys who can only pose on the red carpet. Tonight, he is the emperor of the human race!"

"Indeed, this is the true Great Emperor of the Human Race!"

"Welcome to the Human Emperor!"

Film festival scene.

Being forced into a corner by the surging media, Tu Susu held her mobile phone in her hand, staring at the figure of a hero being escorted out of the scene by security guards, who was surrounded by tens of millions of comments and was stunned.

As the second in command of Heguang Culture, she clearly realized that the company's future was bleak.

But as a friend, a classmate, or even a simple woman, one thing is undeniable...

That back view...is so damn handsome!

Taking a deep breath, Tu Susu took out his mobile phone and opened the management group of Heguang Culture.

After manually @ing Zhou Yuan, Liu Meng, Gu Dong, Wang Hui, several senior company executives, and Guan Jiaojiao, who is currently in charge of the company's public relations department, he sent out the screenshots of the live broadcast.

"Brothers, there is good news and bad news."

"The good news is that this bastard just got the No. 25 film of his life, and he's so handsome that it makes people bleed from the nose."

Seeing the group boiling with excitement and a flood of “666” appearing, Tu Susu remained silent with tears in her eyes.

"The bad news is that the PR department is exhausted."

(End of this chapter)