"Are you ready to write an article to smear All Might?" Bai Lan glanced at the reporter who kept typing, and raised the corners of his lips, "Expecting that the public will object to All Might because of your newspaper? "

"We are just writing an article. Even if we don't write it, someone else will write it." The reporter caught by Bai Lan said bluntly.

Looking away from the article in the reporter's hand, Bai Lan saw that most of the words on it were words that were unfavorable to All Might.

"Are novel titles and unlimited content the most attractive to readers?"

Bai Lan's words calmed down the surrounding journalists who asked questions. They didn't understand why this young man asked these questions. Didn't he know that waiting for the media to be interviewed obediently is what a hero should do to be packaged by the media. ?

No one answered Bai Lan's question, Bai Lan laughed out loud, "attract readers' attention, increase traffic, increase circulation rate. You think you are the winner, after all, now is a society where interests are paramount. But after that, the passionate The people criticize the heroes, and criminals take advantage of the situation. Who is the real beneficiary in the end?"

There is no utopia world in Bai Lan's heart, and he does not believe in the existence of utopia at all.Evil must exist in a society, which is an inevitable product of social development.But it is not inevitable to increase the spread of evil.

He had never considered himself a savior, but this time, the reason for asking such a question was because of All Might.

For All Might, Prynne has mixed feelings.

The other party was the type that he had a hard time with, but it was undeniable that he couldn't ignore the shining points of All Might.This is a man who has spent his whole life implementing heroic morality, and Bai Lan pays his respect for this.

"I'm not very clear about what happened inside. After all, my guardian and I were late. So you can wait for the live broadcast to decide on specific matters."

After saying a word, Bai Lan turned around and left with Irie Masaichi.

No one stands in their way.

"You, why didn't you stop them just now, that idol hero said such a thing at the All Mighty press conference, don't you catch it?" A reporter tugged on the sleeve of the person next to him.

"What are you talking about? Why don't you go?"

"I'm just reminding you not to miss the news," the reporter said.

"You're making me die! You didn't see the boy's aura just now, I almost thought I was interviewing Andeva!"

"It seems that you are qualified for the position of spokesperson." Irie Masaichi followed Bai Lan and said.

If it was before, Bai Lan would have turned back immediately, but today, the boy was very quiet and did not speak.

"...What's wrong?" Irie was aware of Bai Lan's emotions.

"Xiaozheng." Bai Lan stopped suddenly. At this time, there were no other reporters around, and there were only the two of them in the empty parking lot.

"Huh?" There was a tenderness in Irie's eyes that even he didn't realize.

"People are really easy to be manipulated." Bai Lan raised the corners of her lips, "Obviously I am a mafia that can't be blacker than black, but they think that I am an idol hero? You have heard it, they give It’s such an ugly title that people don’t even want to admit it.”

"I didn't expect you to think that you are a mafia that can't be any more black?" Irie Masaichi leaned against the side of the car and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, Irie took out the lighter and lowered his head to light it. He took a puff, and when he raised his head again, white smoke was exhaled from his mouth.He also took off the neatly dressed suit just now and hung it on his wrist. The sleeves of the white shirt were rolled up to the middle of the arm, and a few blue blood vessels could be seen on the forearm.

Bai Lan looked at Irie Masaichi, but said nothing.

Even though the body is 20 years old, there is still a 30-year-old soul who has experienced vicissitudes in this body.

The breath of a mature man and the youthful body constitute the uniqueness of Masaichi Irie.

Bai Lan took a few steps forward, snatched the cigarette from Irie Masaichi under his gaze, and took a puff.

Irie Masaichi didn't stop him, and just watched the boy complete the series of actions.

"Cough, cough, cough." The strong smell of tobacco rushed into Bai Lan's brain, and he turned his head and coughed several times. The physiological reaction made him cough up a few tears.

"Tsk, I'm still a child, do I want to smoke like adults?" Irie sighed, stretched out his hand and lifted Bai Lan's chin, forcing the boy to get closer.

Looking at the other party's purple eyes, Irie said softly: "I didn't expect that I could see such a weak side in you."

Wiping the corners of the boy's eyes with his thumb, he stubbed out the cigarette with the other hand, "Smoking is not a good habit, I am already a decadent uncle, so don't follow me."

"Put yourself in the position of an educator again, Xiaozheng."

Suddenly, the boy said so.

As soon as Irie lowered his head, he couldn't see Bai Lan's fragile side. The other party was obviously a fox. At this moment, he put his chin in his hand with great interest, and looked at him closely with his eyes blinking.

Ready to take a step back, but the car is right behind you.Irie was about to take back his hand, but who knew that the young man took an inch and pressed his hand backhandedly.

Putting her cheek in Irie Masaichi's palm, Bai Lan raised the corners of her lips and chuckled.

"I'm not a child anymore, Xiaozheng."

Irie was trembling all over his body at this moment, he was afraid, afraid that Bailan would know his dirty thoughts.

What should he do if there is such a day?Hand over the Mare ring of the sunny attribute and go away?

The boy's breath smelled very good, and Masaichi Irie was already very familiar with it.Bai Lan likes to eat cotton candy, so he always has the sweetness of candy on him.But he also particularly likes the wood-based body wash. The combination of the elegant woody smell and the sweetness of cotton candy is the unique taste of brandy.That's also... Irie Masaichi's favorite taste.

The man restrained his expression and made it normal, but he felt that he was not normal at the moment.

Bai Lan stood there, looking at the man with a smile.

When Irie felt that he was about to pass out, Bai Lan suddenly took the stubbed cigarette from his hand, then took a step back, and at the same time let go of the hand holding Irie's wrist.

"I'm not a child anymore, so cigarettes should be okay."

The boy blinked his purple eyes, and took a few steps back, like a pleased cat.

Irie's eyes darkened.

Was put together.

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Sorry, I have been working on internships for the past few days, and I will start work tomorrow. I will try my best to keep the daily update, so I will only use [-] words today.

Tomorrow Dazai Special

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