Lao Zi From An American School Was Raped By A Mixed-Race Daddy Chapter 43

Chapter 43 Destruction I don’t know what love is, I’m sorry.

For the first press conference held at the company’s headquarters, Jessica had personally seen the lighting and venue. The lampposts were like a flowing galaxy, illuminating the people under the lamps.

An ordinary person would probably not be able to withstand such dazzling light, but Schneider’s handsome face looked like an ancient Greek god under the light, and his blue eyes were like the scorching sun, bursting out with fierce flames.

Ruan Siyu tightened her lips and looked up at him from the audience. Her deer eyes only reflected his figure and could not hear the rumors around her.

Schneider’s eyes were fixed on the well-prepared reporter. The reporter was from the famous ultra-conservative media Fox. He had long been the mouthpiece of Jewish capital and the Elephant Party. He was not only good at fabricating facts, but also often aided others. He had long lost the character that the media should have.

Since Slave Island was exposed, it has caused a great storm of public opinion for the American people and even the people of the world.Any capitalist, politician, celebrity or Internet celebrity who is rumored to have participated in human trafficking, prostitution trade, or interest exchange on Slave Island will be criticized verbally and written, and their past will be revealed.

To this end, the American elite are surprisingly united. The government is almost guarding the list of those involved with its life, and is even more silent about the sponsors behind the scenes. For such a huge interest dispute, they are not protecting an individual, but the entire upper class that has been pulled out of the carrot and mud. If it is exposed, the entire society will suffer a huge credit collapse and crisis, and the ruling class will have no face in front of the masses.

Therefore, they protect the information of Slave Island like the diapers of the President of the United States. This is why Schneider’s technology was still almost counter-tracked by the FBI. Fortunately, Paul was able to clean up the situation and survived.

Schneider didn’t feel that he had any sense of justice. All he wanted was to deal with Florence. He didn’t pay attention to other information. But when the reporter pointed out what he had done in public, his behavior changed in the eyes of others.

Schneider will be the target of public criticism for those involved.He was too young, and of course he had never participated in Slave Island. With his status, he was even less likely to be a victim. However, his boyfriend was a victim, which gave him a reason to confront the entire powerful class, which people had to guard against.In addition, the public will have expectations beyond the scope of him. One of the most successful cultures in the United States is superhero culture, and among all superheroes in the United States, the most popular image is Batman Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne is a blue-blooded rich man whose parents died when he was young. He is an empty-headed playboy during the day and a vigilante who punishes rape and eliminates evil at night.This image is extremely popular among the public, but reality is not a caricature. No matter how arrogant Schneider is, he does not feel that he can maintain this image.

This reporter and the people behind him obviously want to put him and “Pumping Heartbeat” on the fire.

Schneider understands this truth, Jessica understands it, and Ruan Siyu also understands it.With a white face, he wanted to stand up and rush to the stage, face the camera and tell everything he had experienced, confess to the world the grudge between him and Ference, and let public opinion ferment and the masses criticize him.

Ruan Siyu once feared this the most. He did not want to be a victim, nor did he feel that he was a victim. He was just a survivor, a martyr in a dirty world. He disdained anyone to criticize him, let alone his mother.

But at this moment, he just wants to confess everything and point all the fingers at himself, and is not willing to let Schneider bear the consequences and public opinion for him.

As soon as he stood up, Paul pulled him suddenly and he fell back. Schneider on the stage had already spoken in a sea of flash lights:

“When I was young, I suffered from Cushing’s syndrome. A tumor grew next to the pituitary gland that secretes growth hormone. Before surgery could be performed, I looked like Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, a monster spliced together with abnormal limbs.”

His sudden change of topic silenced the audience. The Fox reporter still wanted to ask a question, but the security guard sent by Jessica handed over the microphone.

“From that point on, even after I recovered, I saw a psychiatrist for four years straight, and that’s on my record.”

Schneider waved his hand, and the suspended electronic screens dispersed like light, then reunited, forming dense diagnostic records.The whole audience was in an uproar again. Who would have imagined that a young man who was shaking the world in his early twenties would be repeatedly diagnosed with high-functioning autism, anxiety disorder, and seasonal depression.

Seasonal depression mostly occurs in winter, but Schneider is always depressed when the leaves begin to fall. For this reason, he programs sleeplessly and refuses to communicate with anyone. Dr. Lane’s professional writing style is also softened by Schneider.An essay written after a medical visit reads:

“Everything related to the loss of a loved one will trigger compulsive behavior after he closes his heart. He seems to think that programming can help him escape the despair of the real world and build a virtual world where there is still the possibility of feelings being returned.”

“How far can we go for love? Whenever I see Robert, this thought always pops up in my mind. Unlike his parents, I don’t think the patient was destroyed by the desperate love of his youth. I think he has been rebuilding himself and even a world for this love.”

…

The flashbulb flashed more violently, but Schneider remained motionless, as if it was not him who was being exposed.

Ruan Siyu covered his lips and struggled in his seat, but Paul never let go.The brown-skinned boy from California showed his strength for the first time. He approached Ruan Siyu and whispered:

“He’s done everything for you, Josh, of his own free will. Don’t let his efforts go to waste.”

On the stage, Schneider patted the tearful Jessica on the back, gave the reporters in the audience enough time, and then said:

“Many people ask me why I want to build a virtual world. There are enough problems in the real world, such as famine, corruption, gender inequality, class oppression, political corruption, and human trafficking. Since I have talent, why don’t I solve any real problems and instead create a virtual world? The meaning that cannot be found in reality is even more nihilistic in the virtual world. Everyone says that I must be doing it for money, including my parents.”

“Today, I can give you an answer. “Pumping Heartbeat” is my pounding heart, which is not only a momentary inability to control myself, but also a long period of longing and despair. The first line of code I wrote for my pounding heart was in the midsummer of sixteen years old. At that time, I was proficient in five languages, but I couldn’t think of the words to write a love poem for him. I was tortured beyond recognition by the illness, and I was ashamed of myself. I was afraid that the words that exposed my emotions would disgust him.”

Schneider smiled, and that smile softened his Germanic face, which was too cold and unsmiling, and gave him a bit of the sunshine of a young man and the harmlessness of humans and animals.Many people present, whether they were secretly jealous of him, full of defensiveness, or admiring him, wanted to be hit in the head, and suddenly realized that Schneider was just a young man in his early twenties.

He is not a symbol of miracles and success, nor is he a puppet introduced by the old Qian family. He is a person of flesh and blood with weaknesses.

“So, like all programmers, I tried to put my feelings, my heart and my loyalty into the code. This was the original prototype of the pounding heart. It was the product of love. It was an absurd teenager who used his best-known methods to try to build a midsummer that remembers love and will never wither..Later, the summer that belonged to me was burned in the autumn, and I was forced to leave my lover. From then on, the pounding heart was my fantasy. I created it day and night, just hoping that it could accommodate my nowhere-to-place love. At least in the electronic world I created, my lover and I would never be separated.”

Schneider’s voice is still magnetic and calm, without too many emotions or waves. He talks about his own unforgettable words, but it seems like he is telling someone else’s story.It seems that nothing in this world can shake him. He is a born leader, but the story behind his heartbeat makes people unable to help but feel some pity and empathy for him.

The next moment, Schneider’s eyes suddenly focused on the reporter who looked unhappy:

“I can create the world for him, and of course I can punish rape and eliminate evil for him. I am not a vigilante, and I have no absurd ambition to save the world. I am just a man trapped by love. I will never let go of those who have hurt my loved ones. The media can arrange my motives, and Ferens can continue to attack the heart-beating server, but everything is not over until Ferens collapses.”

He directly pointed out the person behind it. While photographers from various news outlets were clicking their shutters frantically, Schneider spoke again:

“Love is the whole meaning of my creation of the virtual world. It is an ambition that I could not love when I was young, it is loneliness that lasts for many years, and it is a dream that comes true. This may not be a good place to escape from the real world, but it is aA place where you can find what you have lost.Your youth, growth, arrogance, talent, friendship, and love are all in your heart. You will have a new opportunity in your heart.I wish you, like me, will get what you want.”

After his words fell, the audience was silent for a moment and burst into applause.Jessica clapped and wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes. After Schneider retreated behind the scenes, she occupied the center of the podium and showed a winner’s smile to guests from all over the world:

“As the founder and founder of the company, I announce that the company’s top management has unanimously approved that the wealth of the virtual world and 10% of the company’s shares will be distributed to those who open the treasure house. Now, the key to the treasure house is no longer in our hands. According to rumors, it has been taken away by attackers on the server. Unfortunately, they do not know the location of the treasure house and how to open it.”

Jessica almost said clearly that Carol Ference had stolen the key. Facing the reporters’ raised hands and microphones, she lowered her eyebrows and said calmly:

“Let’s explore the world, players. It’s still unclear who will win. Friendly reminder, the key is indeed the fastest way to open the treasure house, but there are other ways. I, Jessica Lin, once again promise that no matter how far the company expands, our promise will always be valid. If the board of directors regrets in the future, I will split 10% of my 17% shares to the winner. This wealth is currently worth 10.7 billion U.S. dollars. When the game starts open beta, the value will increase exponentially. By the way, let me give you a tip.”

She blinked her tearful left eye at the camera, and a tear slid down her thick false eyelashes.

In the midst of the crowd, Schneider embraced his love, but no one knew that she also buried hers today.

“The answer to the treasure house is love.”

After saying that, she took out a pair of sunglasses from her pocket, put them on, and walked towards the audience.Paul took a few steps forward and protected her from the reporters.

*

Ruan Siyu hugged Schneider in the darkness backstage.

He had a particularly eloquent tongue, and biting sarcasm came out of his mouth, but he didn’t say anything at the moment, he just buried his face in Schneider’s chest.

Lin Huaian…Lin Huaian.

Ruan Siyu muttered the name silently and closed her eyes tightly.

Intellectually, he knew this was Schneider’s strategy, and it was almost perfect.Love is a “god” created by the Western world, and its effectiveness is almost universal. After all, there are many people who are incompetent in love in this society, but who would admit that they are incompetent in love?Almost everyone longs for love, especially sympathy and loyalty from a strong person.

There is no better gimmick than love, and no fig leaf more harmless than love.The virtual world is a huge gamble, a transformative technological revolution, enough subversion to reshuffle the world’s capital. When the heartbeat was first launched, it was under the banner of “love game”. The game NPC is more intelligent than the companion AI, and can even evolve on its own. Players can conquer them and get companionship.

After the virtual world entered closed beta, the fig leaf of this love game was no longer easy to use.After all, the whole world is a huge playground. The initial scenes include doomsday towns, wasteland kingdoms, elven forests, dragon mountains, interstellar space, and even god ruins. The brain-computer interface allows players to be immersed in the scene. All world constructions are almost flawless. Players can become anyone and enjoy any kind of life. It is not just what love games can satisfy.

It will become a storm that takes the world by storm.Schneider is the founder of this storm, and no one can ignore the threat of the virtual world and Schneider. However, after this press conference, Ruan Siyu can imagine that the public’s vigilance will reverse.

First of all, those powerful people related to Slave Island will feel at ease. After all, Schneider has shown his love brain to the world. Naturally, he only targets Ferens who hurt his lover, and has nothing to do with anyone else.What can a love brain do?He is not a righteous man. Don’t forget, old Ferens is still doing business with them and dividing the cake!

Secondly, people will forgive Schneider.He was only twenty years old and was trapped by love. He stood up for his lover and was retaliated by Ferens. He was a foolish young man with some talent.What bad intentions can a virtual world created by a love brain have? He just wants to be with his lover in the virtual world. What ambitions does he have?

If it were an unrelated person, Ruan Siyu would almost be impressed by Schneider’s on-the-spot adaptability.

But he didn’t, because he knew that Schneider’s words were somewhat true, because he was Lin Huaian, the Lin Huaian who endured all the unwillingness and left obediently after being humiliated by him and violently expelled by him.

People like Schneider were a natural candidate for becoming princes and prime ministers in ancient times. Not only did he have skills, but he also had the ability to convince geniuses like Jessica and Paul. He had the leadership ability to control the company, and the charisma to influence people’s hearts.

Such people should be carefully guarded against.This kind of person’s sincerity is mixed with the infinitely expanding ambitions of young people, making it seem real and illusory.And it is these indistinguishable entanglements and love mixed with hatred that make Ruan Siyu unable to let go.

He still didn’t know what love was, but he was trapped and couldn’t escape.

“Let’s go home.”

Schneider patiently kissed the top of Ruan Siyu’s hair, kissing his fingertips and neck.

The home he was talking about was the not too big three-story villa in Boston.The matter in Silicon Valley came to an end, and they flew back to Boston. Ruan Siyu didn’t make any small moves anymore. He turned down all part-time jobs, said goodbye to Chris who looked regretful and gossipy, and devoted himself to preparing for the final exam and graduation, living in the safe circle Schneider created for him.

Schneider can no longer be as clingy as before.The tsunami caused by the pounding heart kept him at the helm busy. Ruan Siyu woke up several times in his sleep and found that the person who accompanied him to sleep was sitting at the bar, the bathroom and even the cloakroom working, for fear that the light from the screen would wake him up.

“I wasn’t woken up by the light,” he said softly, leaning on the shoulder of Schneider, who was back on the bed to lull him to sleep:

“I woke up because you weren’t with me.”

In the darkness, Schneider’s blue eyes were like stars in the deep sky, shining softly.The kiss slowly fell on Ruan Siyu’s forehead. The man who used to care about Ruan Siyu’s failure to recognize him as Lin Huaian was gently coaxed. His IQ of over 200 was about the same as that of a large dog, and he almost licked Ruan Siyu’s face to show his joy.

Ruan Siyu held the man’s arm and made sure that he would not leave the bed again to do the endless work, and then she closed her eyes and fell asleep.Whenever Schneider was in Boston, he always had a way of keeping the workaholic from working all night and getting back into bed with him to sleep through the night.

In May, when Ruan Siyu was about to graduate, the matter of his “plagiarism” had been found out on the entire Internet.His identity information was also well protected by Schneider, and Ference did not want the public’s attention to focus on their “human dog”. The two parties fought to the death, but maintained a tacit silence on Ruan Siyu.

“I want to go back to China and pick up my mother to attend my graduation ceremony. I will go back by myself.”

He told the man in California over the phone that he was already standing in the waiting room of JFK Airport.Before leaving the house in Boston, Ruan Siyu accurately stripped off all the trackers that Schneider had left on him, threw away the monitored and monitored mobile phones, and got rid of Schneider’s bodyguards who had already relaxed their vigilance in the name of going back to school to pick up things.

After the call was connected, Schneider said nothing, and the sound of a man breathing heavily came from the disposable phone.

“You withdrew your application and are not going to attend the school’s graduation ceremony at all.”

The man said in a gloomy voice, and his anger through the receiver made Ruan Siyu’s heart feel like it was on fire.

“Yes.”

Ruan Siyu had no room to lie, nor did he continue to compile any lies. He remained silent. An announcement came from the departure hall. Schneider’s breathing became more rapid. He seemed to want to threaten Ruan Siyu with something, but in the end he only came up with one sentence:

“Why?”

“…You know, Lin Huaian.”

Ruan Siyu was silent for a long time and said softly:

“I don’t love you. I have no heart. I don’t know what love is. I’m sorry.”

After he finished speaking, before Schneider could say anything, he hung up the phone.He threw the disposable cell phone into the trash can. He stood up and took his meager luggage – a backpack containing a notebook.

Those paintings were left at Schneider’s house.Those paintings were worth slightly more than the debt Schneider had paid for his mother, and financially, he owed Schneider nothing.

“Little Pumpkin,”

A sweet voice came from behind him, the fragrant breeze blew over, and the woman’s hand gently held his arm:

“Baby, are you ready? Let’s go home.”

Jacqueline turned her head and kissed the side of Ruan Siyu’s face. Her assistant and bodyguard took away Ruan Siyu’s backpack. They passed through several VIP channels and boarded Jacqueline’s private jet.

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The author has something to say: Don’t scold Mizi!!Don’t scold Mizi!!There is a reversal!!There is a reversal!!

When the ending is in progress, the story will be over within 1 to 2 fat chapters (the rest is a free extra), but tomorrow may be a bit suspenseful. I’m afraid I won’t be able to figure out the ending, so I need to think about it for a while.

By the way, the stories about the United States compiled by Xinlao A are very popular recently, such as killing lines, three links and one reaching, etc. I often see similar discussions when reading other novels, including my own writings that also satirize the outrageous aspects of American society. But I still want to say that the stories written by Xinlao A, who went to community schools and did not get a degree, and is a rat in the lower class society in the United States to attract traffic, are not as good as the fabricated plots written by the author Xin Jinjiang.After all, the author writes a story, a novel, and everyone knows that there is no misleading. What Lao A writes is purely a product to attract attention and cater to the sinking market. He just wants to make everyone sink together and cater to the hatred and slander of men at the bottom of the class for women who have children.

If you believe what he says about the United States, you might as well believe the author of Jinjiang, hahahaha!Many authors are Shinruko!

Banxia novel, a lot of fun