Why it never ends

Hesta just looked at Si Lei, lost 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 pain reappeared in her chest.

A good man, a brave man.

Why do I always choose the wrong place for myself?
Tasia and Philip did not come back for a long time, and Fayence and Adams went out to find her again—you must know that Philip is a potential voter, and his absence means that the next speaker is destined to lose one vote. unacceptable.

About ten minutes later, the four of them returned to the restaurant.Tasia was always looking at the ground, and she followed Philip back to the auditorium. Whenever someone with trouble looked at her, Philip would stare back.

Fayence whistled and stood at the podium.

Everyone fell silent, and the campaign continued, but Fayence's official words made many people yawn.

"It has also been said before that I lack aesthetic intuition when it comes to dramatic stories."

Hesta spoke suddenly, her eyes were extraordinarily bright amidst a slightly tired face.

"A long time ago, a friend of mine."

Anna looked sideways.

"She loves drama...and literature, and music, and those intertwined stories fascinate her," Hesta looked forward, "but I still can't understand, I'm hardly caught by those stories."

"It's not surprising," Anna smiled, "You seem to be someone who seldom 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 about it, but she doesn't believe it. She struggles and fights 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 not know that the ending has been written at the beginning of the story, and that every effort she makes is of no value except to push the story closer to the end.

"I said how could anyone pay to go to the theater to see something like this, she said it was tragic pleasure, I said what kind of pleasure it is, she said that seeing an ideal character step by step towards fate always arouses more sympathy in one's heart And righteous indignation...not the exact words, but that's probably what it means."

"Yes, suspense and remorse—the two magic weapons of a playwright."

"Is it beautiful?"

"Of course," Anna said softly, "People's aesthetic pursuits are often displayed to the extreme in tragic stories—"

"But I discovered that it had a premise."

"what?"

"This tragedy must fall on anyone other than 'me', because everyone seems to prefer... and can only appreciate the pain of others."

Hesta slowly looked at Anna.

"Now, do you want to see this on Si Lei?"

Anna always had a smile on her face. She opened her mouth slightly and was about to say something when there was a sudden burst of applause in front of her——Fionce’s speech was over, and his stinky and long manuscript was dizzying. He was so drowsy that Bernhard mercilessly got up and bombarded people just after 15 minutes had passed.

"Okay, last one," Bernhard announced with akimbo, "René Bloomberg."  …

Rene loosened 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 good chance of winning, because after listening to the four speeches, he found that there was only one Adams who could refute. Moreover, Adams got a basic question wrong-this is not an ordinary internal campaign, everyone All in a crisis-ridden cruise ship, it is most useless to blindly show one's "reliability".

Because a chaotic situation only calls for a strongman leader, and here, any civic virtues no longer work... These people who usually follow around Loboglier probably live so well that even the basic All survival instincts were lost.

Among these few people, only Su Lei was a little bit like this at the beginning, but her too short speech time and messy speech rhythm doomed her to failure. Who made her draw the order of the first speech... I can only say , everything is the best arrangement.

René cleared his throat.

"Then, ladies and gentlemen—"

"Wait a minute," a familiar voice came from a distance, "I'm already tired, just leave the rest of the time to me."

Rene raised his head, and Rico was pushing Hesta slowly towards the front of the stage.

"You..." Rene was stunned, "this is to..."

"Is there a microphone?" Hesta's voice softened again, the words she just uttered had already made her chest ache. Rico pointed to the black microphone behind René—this thing Goebbels had prepared for a long time. It's off, but there are not many people in the restaurant, and no one used it before.

René turned around, switched on the microphone, and handed it to Hesta.

Hesta didn't answer, just whispered: "Lift up a little more."

René 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-member election round, give the "Guide" to me."

Although she is sitting in a wheelchair in a somewhat weak posture at the moment, her eyes are always majestic, her slow tone, and the corners of her mouth are slightly drooping, making everyone instantly recall the fact that this is a woman with chelate. A quicksilver needle that has had a head-on encounter.

Unlike Chiba and Lico, 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 in his tracks, but continued to yell, "If she also wanted to be the arbiter, she should have raised her hand from the beginning, but now she suddenly ran out and interrupted others' speech—— "

Rene raised his other hand that was not holding the microphone at the right moment, "I'm fine."

Amidst the noisy conversation, Hesta turned to look at Su Lei who was not far away.Su Lei obviously didn't expect Hesta to join him suddenly—before that, she and Li Ke hardly showed up, and the few meetings only happened to catch up with the meal time...not to mention Hesta last night Still emphasizing that some people on this ship are damned.

"I have this responsibility, and you have it too, but you didn't take it."

"You chose to escape, using a correct posture."

Suddenly, Su Lei shivered, even looking at Hesta from surprise to vigilance—why did Hesta want to run for the position of judge?Is she really here to save people?Or……

"Jane, you..."

Hesta had already withdrawn her gaze, and she looked coldly at the people in front of her.

"Next, let me tell you why."