Hesta just looked at Si Lei, she was deep in thought, as if she didn't hear Anna's teasing. At this moment, she suddenly thought of another familiar face, and a faint tingling reappeared in her chest.
A good man and a brave man.
Why do I always choose the wrong position?
Tasia and Philip did not come back for a long time, and Fiance and Adams went out to look for her again. As a potential voter, Philip's absence means that the next speaker is destined to have one less vote. This is unacceptable.
About ten minutes passed before the four of them returned to the restaurant. Tasia always looked at the ground. She followed Philip back to the auditorium. Whenever someone looked at her, Philip would stare back.
Fiance whistled and stood on the podium.
Everyone fell silent and the campaign continued, but many people yawned after hearing Feyance's red tape.
"Someone has said before that I lack aesthetic intuition when it comes to dramatic stories."
Hesta suddenly spoke, her eyes looking particularly bright among the slightly tired faces.
"A long time ago, a friend of mine."
Anna glanced sideways.
"She loves drama...and literature, and music. Those intertwined stories fascinate her," Hestad looked ahead, "but I still can't understand it. I was almost never caught by those stories."
"Not surprising," Anna smiled, "You seem to be someone who rarely goes to the theater."
"She told me about a traditional tragedy structure, which basically means that there is a tragic ending. The protagonist has a premonition of it, but she doesn't believe it. She struggles and resists until she opens the final chapter of fate with her own hands. Only then did I finally realize that everything was in vain.
"Until then, she will know that the ending has been written at the beginning of the story, and that every effort she makes has no other value than pushing the story closer to the ending.
"I said how could anyone spend money to go to the theater to see something like this? She said it was the pleasure of tragedy. I said what kind of pleasure is this? She said that witnessing an ideal character step by step towards his fate always arouses more sympathy in a person's heart. And righteous indignation... not the exact words, but that’s what it means.”
"Yes, suspense and regret - the two magic weapons of the playwright."
"Is it beautiful?"
"Of course," Anna said softly, "people's aesthetic pursuits are often shown to the extreme in tragic stories -"
“But I discovered it had a premise.”
"what?"
"This tragedy must fall on anyone but 'me', because everyone seems to prefer... and can only appreciate the pain of others."
Hesta slowly looked at Anna.
"Do you want to see this in Si Lei now?"
Anna always had a smile on her face. She opened her mouth slightly, and when she was about to say something, a burst of sparse applause suddenly came from the front - Fayance's speech was over, and his smelly and long manuscript made people dizzy. He was so sleepy that just after fifteen minutes, Bernhard got up and attacked without mercy.
"Okay, next up is the last one," Bernhard announced with his hands on his hips, "Rene Blumbo."
Rene relaxed his shoulders, stood up from his seat, and walked steadily to the center of everyone's sight.
At this moment, René felt that he had a great chance of winning, because after listening to the four speeches, he found that there was only one Adams who could refute, and Adams got a basic question wrong - this is not an ordinary internal campaign, everyone We are all on a crisis-ridden cruise ship, and it is most useless to blindly show one's "reliability".
Because a chaotic situation will only call for a strong leader, where any citizen's virtues no longer play a role... These people who usually follow Roboglier are probably living so well that even basic The survival instinct has been lost.
Among so many people, only Si Lei showed signs of this in the beginning. However, her short speech time and messy rhythm doomed her to failure. Who made her get the first speech... I can only say , everything is the best arrangement.
Rene cleared her throat.
"Well, ladies and gentlemen—"
"Wait a minute," a familiar voice came from a distance, "I'm tired. Leave the rest of the time to me."
Rene raised his head, and Rico was pushing Hesta slowly towards the stage.
"You..." René was stunned, "Are you going to..."
"Is there a microphone?" Hesta's voice became softer again, and the words she just spoke already made her chest hurt. Rico pointed to the black microphone behind Rene - Gobelin had already prepared this thing. We got off, but there weren't many people in the restaurant, and no one had used it before.
Rene turned around, turned on the microphone, and handed it to Hesta.
Hesta did not answer, but whispered: "Lift up a little more."
Rene quickly handed the microphone to Hesta's mouth.
"Let me give you a suggestion," Hesta's voice was a little hoarse. "After today's five-person election round, hand over the "Guide" to me."
Although her posture in the wheelchair seemed a little weak at the moment, her eyes were always majestic. Her slow tone and the slight corners of her mouth made everyone instantly recall the fact that this was a woman with chelated substances. A mercury needle that has had a head-on encounter.
Unlike Chiba and Rico, Hesta has a serious ship card in his hand.
"Wait," Bernhard frowned and stepped forward, "You can't just-"
Rico glanced in Bernhard's direction again.
"...This is against the rules!" Bernhard stopped, but continued to shout, "If she also wanted to be the adjudicator, she should have raised her hands from the beginning, and now she suddenly comes out to interrupt other people's speeches—— "
Rene raised the other hand that wasn't holding the microphone at the right moment and said, "It's okay with me."
Amidst the noisy conversation, Hesta turned his head and looked at Si Lei who was not far away. Si Lei obviously did not expect that Hesta would suddenly join - before that, she and Li Gu had hardly shown up, and the few meetings they had just happened to coincide with meal time... Not to mention Hesta last night Still emphasizing that some people on this ship deserve to die.
"I have this responsibility, and so did you, but you didn't take it."
"You chose to escape with the right attitude."
Suddenly, Si Lei shuddered, and even the look he looked at Hesta changed from surprise to vigilance - why did Hesta come to run for the position of adjudicator? Is she really here to save people? Or……
"Jane, you..."
Hesta had already retracted her gaze, and she looked coldly at the people in front of her.
"Next, let me tell you why."
