The phone jingled the ground, pulling back Song Mangmang's thoughts.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the screen of her phone. It was a WeChat message sent by Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi: Mangmang, don’t care what netizens said on Weibo, you have to worry about your strength. Everyone can see it. I did make mistakes, so I am convinced of the result of this competition. However, I will continue to work hard in the subsequent competition. Although the competition is important, I think it is also important to meet good friends. I hope that the remarks on the Internet will not affect our relationship.

After reading these words, I won’t talk about the others for now, but Zhou Yi’s emotional intelligence is indeed very high.

I first talked for her on Weibo, and then showed goodwill on WeChat, which was difficult for people to have any bad impression of her.

In this case, if she has any dissatisfaction, she will appear to be petty.

Song Mangmang thought for a while and replied, "Well, work hard together in the game."

Zhou Yi replied with a smiling emoji package in seconds.

Song Mangmang did not reply again, and this matter was revealed.

…

Five days later, the second round of competition PK started.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the seven selected contestants gathered in the studio. After Xu Tao counted the number of people, the three judges were in place one by one.

As last time, the PK rules were announced on the spot, so one of the judges stood up and cleared his throat in front of everyone. He was about to speak, but he heard a burst of commotion outside the door.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, look at me, look at you, and they all want to know what happened.

The judge stopped and looked at Xu Tao, "Director Xu, what happened? Do you want to go out and have a look?"

Many broadcasts and recordings on TV stations are basically not allowed to make such sounds!

Xu Tao nodded, "Then I'll go out and have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, a staff member suddenly rushed in, looking anxious and panicked, "Director Xu, no, a thug broke into the TV station, and was holding hostages in the studio No. 1. The situation is very critical now. He asked to see a reporter or anchor. However, today the conference, the reporters and anchors were basically on the field. I can't contact anyone now. Are there anyone here?"

"This..." Xu Tao was shocked. It was a thug who broke in.

Recently, there have been many similar incidents in the newspaper office, but I didn’t expect that it would happen to me.

After all, Xu Tao forced himself to calm down and replied: "I don't have anyone here, I'll call now to see if I can call someone."

The staff said anxiously: "It's too late, the thug is holding a child hostage. If the child is afraid and angers him, his life will definitely not be saved."

His eyes suddenly turned to several contestants, "Aren't these a few anchors here? Can they go?"

"How can that be done!" Xu Tao retorted without thinking, "Don't say that they are all anchors who have no practical experience, and they are all weak women, if something happens..."

The staff couldn't listen to Xu Tao's words at all. His eyes turned directly to the contestants and asked on his own, "Who would like to go over and interview the thugs and listen to his demands?"

Several contestants retreated almost at the same time, and everyone's faces were filled with fear and displeasure.

The thugs are inhumane. If they start crazy, who will not be afraid!

The child is in the hands of the thug.

These words appeared in Song Mangmang's mind. Her hands hanging on both sides of her body clenched hard, and a trace of determination flashed across her eyes. She stood forward and said, "I'll go."

Everyone couldn't help but look at Song Mangmang, and all kinds of emotions flowed in their eyes.

As the general manager, Xu Tao has the obligation to protect the lives of the players, so he said at this time, "Song Mangmang, you must think about it. This matter is not a joke. You may be injured or... dead at any time."

"Then you can't ignore the child!" Song Mangmang looked at the staff, "Let's go, there's no time."

The staff looked moved and didn't say anything more, just said, "Okay, come with me!"

After pausing, he said to Xu Tao: "Director Xu, you are responsible for evacuating everyone. Get out of the TV station and protect yourself!"

Song Mangmang followed the staff without any hesitation.

Xu Tao shouted loudly at Song Mangmang's back: "Song Mangmang, be careful."

Looking back, looking at everyone, "Now everyone, come with me."

Zhou Yi suddenly spoke, "Director Xu, I'm not at ease with Mangmang, and I want to help, I'm going to the studio No. 1."

After the words were finished, she raised her foot and ran out without waiting for Xu Tao to speak.

Xu Tao failed to stop him at this moment, and it was a headache, but he couldn't do it at the moment. He had to take good care of the group of people in front of him first, "The rest of the people will follow me."

…

Song Mangmang followed the staff to the door of Studio No. 1. All the people inside had been cleared, leaving only the thugs and the hostage children.

There was a circle of staff and security guards in the station around the door, but no one dared to act rashly. Just now, the security guard tried to enter, and the thug immediately cut a knife on the child's neck, and saw blood directly, and he was so scared that he retreated.

The staff grabbed Song Mangmang and explained in detail, "We have already hugged each other. The police and the Special First Police Force are about to arrive. Remember, after entering, try to calm the thugs' emotions, try to delay time, protect the children, cooperate with us, and never anger him, otherwise you and the children will be in danger!"

Song Mangmang focused heavily, "Okay, I understand."

Staff: "If you lose control in the end, then you... focus on your own life safety."

"good."

The staff handed the anchor certificate, microphone and Bluetooth headset to her, "Be careful!"

Song Mangmang stuffed Bluetooth headphones into his ears, scattered his hair down and covered it. After confirming that he couldn't see it, he put on the anchor's ID and took the microphone, "I'm in!"

Everyone was shouting, "Be careful."

Song Mangmang first knocked on the door a few times before slowly pushing open the door and walking in small steps.

As she walked in, she saw the thug holding a boy about eight years old and sitting on the playback stage. He held a knife in his hand and kept stuck on the child's neck. It was clearly seen that there were several red marks on the child's neck, and the child's face was covered with tears, but he was so scared that he dared not cry.

The thug's eyes were very fierce. As soon as Song Mangmang walked in, he stared at her tightly, like a poisonous snake staring at her prey, making people's backs feel cold.

After she walked in three steps, the thug ordered gloomyly, "Close the door and lock it up!"
Chapter completed!