Chapter 572 What are you going to do?
The suggestions of the fun people are often outrageous and terrible, but this does not prevent Li Youzhi from drawing inspiration from these outrageous suggestions...
Although Li Youzhi was tempted by the suggestion task of giving courage to the world proposed by netizens, he actually did not have any good ideas.
But now seeing this fun suggestion, Li Youzhi has really grasped something.
Now Zhige is actually trapped in the hotel. In addition to these fans and netizens in China, he can only rely on the six TV stations at hand.
To complete the ultimate task of giving courage to the world, the only... or the best way is to use the influence of these six TV stations.
So the question is...
How to use TV stations?
Of course, it is to spread ideas!
Then the question is again... How can we spread ideas most effectively?
The answer is unquestionable... Use works!
And just now a group of stupid netizens made a few random suggestions in the comment area, which made Li Youzhi accidentally think of a movie work-yes, "The Truman Show"!
What kind of movie is this?
It tells the story of the protagonist of a large reality show, "Truman", who discovers that his life is a complete fake scam, and then fights wits and courage with the crew, actors pretending to be his relatives and friends, and the director behind the scenes, and finally gains freedom.
Although the movie itself explores the pursuit of real life and true freedom, Li Youzhi thinks this movie is particularly suitable in the current world.
Because the core of this story is the courage to awaken, struggle and break the shackles!
Thinking of this, Li Youzhi sat directly in front of the computer, opened Word, typed a big title, and then constructed the script according to his memory.
On the side, seeing his nervous behavior, Tu Susu, whose mentality had not yet completely changed from the collapsed state, took a deep breath.
Confirming that Li Youzhi was working on the script, she pinched her temple weakly.
"What are you going to do now?"
"Write a script!"
Seeing Li Youzhi's perfunctory reply without even raising his head, Tu Susu was furious;
"It's already this time, why are you still writing a script! The two of us are now like mackerel in a can of mackerel, trapped in this hotel, do you understand? Even if you write a script, how can you shoot it? Instead of wasting time, you might as well think about how to end it! If it doesn't work, I'll ask Lao Tu to find the consulate and ask Zhongma to send someone to take us back, wow, "
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Hearing Tu Susu's endless nagging, Li Youzhi raised his eyebrows.
If my brother wants to find someone to rescue him, does he need to ask Lao Tu to come forward?
Not to mention the school teachers and principals Huo Renhong, Chen Delu, and Wang Mingqi, not to mention Wang Xintian and Liu Xiuyi, the leaders of the Radio, Film and Television and China Film... The National Security Bureau has called me several times in the past few days.
If I want to go back to China, Zhige now has someone to answer the phone.
But can I go back now?
Of course not!
It's not my temper to ask my mother for help when I get into trouble!
Besides, I haven't finished the ultimate mission of 7S yet... Although the situation is a bit dangerous now, as the saying goes - wealth and honor are sought in danger!
Now I hold six seals and control the most influential TV stations in the world. Why would I go back in disgrace?
It's the same as going out to work and earn a wife with the only strong man in the widow village - cowardly and stupid!
Besides...
Using flying hand speed, he quickly finished the script on hand, looked up at Tu Susu, and Li Youzhi smiled faintly.
"Who told you that you can't make a movie if you are trapped in a hotel?"
"No actors, no scenery, no equipment... How can you do it? I'm not saying that in our current situation, if you want to make a movie, no actors dare to come to audition! If you don't believe it, go and check INS and Facebook. Most of the filmmakers who have participated in the Berlin Film Festival have posted articles to condemn you. You are now the target of public criticism in the world film industry!"
Oh? The target of public criticism?
Hearing this, Li Youzhi grinned.
This feeling... is pretty cool.
Then let this target of public criticism shock the world's film and television!
Thinking of this, Li Youzhi opened the programming software on the computer.
As he typed a series of codes, a pixel sandbox framework... was quickly built.
...
The other side of the world.
Seattle, USA, Middle Eastern Cultural Research Institute.
"Four days, four whole days! Our TV station is being toyed with by this guy like a weak girl. Damn it, how long will it take to get back the control of the satellite channel?!"
"Didn't you tell me that you have gathered the best hackers in the world? Is this your achievement? Also, those agents who received the assassination order, are they traveling after arriving in Berlin? Do I really have to ask those bastards in Mossad to help me to fix this mess?"
In the special conference room of the institute, Xibulun pursed his lips as he looked at the bald man standing in front of the big screen, pointing at Li Youzhi who was typing codes on the screen.
The bald man in front of him was the initiator of the Middle East Cultural Research Institute. At the same time, he also had another identity - Helsing, the director of the Public Opinion Department of the National Security Council (Sinbet) of Ishile.
Faced with Helsing's angry rebuke, Xibulun's lips moved.
In the past few days, the Middle East Cultural Research Institute has invited more than 60 world-ranked hackers to launch a counterattack against the hijacked Liuda TV Network. But sadly, even these top hackers who can hijack bank systems and even hack into military networks on weekdays are still helpless in the face of the firewall built by Li Youzhi.
As for the agents who went to Berlin... most of them have lost their ability to move, and even half of them are seriously disabled and may never be able to work as agents again in their lifetime.
Under Helsing's anger, Xibulun was silent for a long time, and finally he bit the bullet and said;
"Director, maybe... we really need to ask Mossad to take action. This guy is too weird. I even suspect that there is national support behind him..."
"Asshole!"
Hearing Xibulun's words, Helsing's anger, which was already uncontrollable, completely broke out.
There are three intelligence agencies in Ici Le, namely Shin Bet, Mossad and Oman. The Shin Bet where he worked was under the National Security Council, and was responsible for the two major sectors of domestic security and international public opinion control. Mossad and Oman were responsible for clearing and pursuing operations worldwide, as well as the eradication of military targets and intelligence gathering.
The three intelligence agencies each performed their duties, but also competed with each other.
As a senior official of the Shin Bet, it was obviously unacceptable for Helsing to ask for help from Mossad when his own affairs were not handled well, whether from the perspective of his future or face.
"Are you an idiot? In the field of international public opinion control, we have a budget of 2.7 billion US dollars every year. These budgets cannot handle an Eastern artist, but we ask Mossad for help. Do you think we will still have this budget of more than 2 billion next year? Do you think Shin Bet will still have a public opinion department in the future?!"
Pointing at Xibulun's chest viciously, Helsing's eyes were as fierce as a lion.
"So this matter must and can only be settled by us Shin Bet, understand?!"
"Yes, yes sir, I understand."
Seeing Xibulun's eyes evading, and realizing the seriousness of the problem, Helsing took a deep breath and retracted his fingers.
Looking at this useless confidant in front of him, he slowly exhaled;
"Although the current situation is not optimistic, we might as well think about the bright side. Although the six major TV stations under our control were hijacked by this guy Li Youzhi, our previous strategy of manipulating public opinion in Western society was successful. At present, in the Western world, we have not seen clear, large-scale, and popular arguments against our actions in the Gaza region."
Perhaps realizing that the emotions of his subordinates also need to be stabilized, Helsing raised his hand and patted Xibulun on the shoulder.
"This is the display of our long-term work results, so... as long as we take back control of the TV station or physically eliminate it before this guy causes more trouble, we can still save the situation."
After calming Xibulun's emotions, Helsing glanced at the big screen in the conference center.
On it, Li Youzhi, who had been typing codes frantically for an afternoon, just stopped his fingers and raised his aesthetic face that was good at everything.
Facing the camera, he smiled gently.
"Hello, audience friends from all over the world, the real situation of civilians in the Gaza area has been broadcasted 24 hours a day these days. I believe everyone has almost understood the situation of Canaan Stan. Too much repetition in TV programs will definitely cause mental fatigue, so in order to give everyone a colorful viewing experience, I specially made a script and made an RPG-style pixel movie. In the next few days, this movie will meet you in the form of a series."
"I hope... you will like this "The Truman Show"!"
In the conference room.
Seeing Li Youzhi cut out the picture with a smile, and then a pixel picture was displayed in the live broadcast of the six major TV stations, Helsing and Xibulun... were stunned.
What kind of monster is this guy going to do again?