This was obviously not the standard answer for a publicity job.
However, the reporter saw calmness on Sun Xinran's face.
No matter what the result was.
He had a clear conscience.
His haggard and tired face also showed that he had put in all his effort during this period.
"Go to sleep first, we'll start tomorrow." Sun Xinran yawned.
"… Okay." The reporter wanted to start shooting some content now.
But seeing that Sun Xinran was really tired, he didn't insist.
That night, the reporter didn't sleep at all. The whistling wind outside was like a beast wandering in the wilderness, as if it would break through this weak wall at any time, then pounce on them and tear them to pieces.
He wasn't afraid of death, otherwise he wouldn't have come to this dangerous place.
But he couldn't bear this uneasy feeling.
But on the second day.
When he saw Sun Xinran, he was a little surprised.
Because Sun Xinran looked full of energy, it was obvious that he had slept very well last night.
"Looking at you like this, I suddenly have confidence." The reporter smiled.
"Because I've done what I can. Moreover, eating and sleeping well is my ability, otherwise I wouldn't have gained weight." Sun Xinran puffed up his beer belly, then waved his hand. "Let's start."
At this time, it was nine o 'clock in the morning.
There were still three hours before the hurricane formed.
When they found out that the official live broadcast had started, they didn't even need to do much publicity, and countless people rushed in.
But the number of comments was very small.
Because people didn't know what to say.
Blessings? Fear? Encouragement?
Some people didn't even dare to look at it, they knew what would happen next.
It would be an unprecedented disaster, and even death brought by the disaster.
"Everyone, I'm the reporter this time, Yi Mingyuan." The reporter first identified himself, then introduced Sun Xinran behind him. "This is the commander of Shanhu City's resistance against the hurricane, Sun Xinran, Commander Sun."
"Everyone, I'm Sun Xinran." Sun Xinran nodded as a greeting.
"As you can see, we are now in a sealed building. It's not underground, but a shelter in a residential area. When we came here yesterday, I took a picture of the exterior." After Yi Mingyuan finished speaking, the staff at the side also showed the picture.
It was a very ordinary building.
Only eight floors.
All the windows, including the balconies and corridors, were sealed. From the looks of it, it seemed to be a new type of material.
On the left, right and behind this building, there were rows of similar buildings, but there weren't many of them.
Obviously, this was just a very ordinary obstacle course.
"Not all of the materials used to seal the windows are new." Sun Xinran explained, "Right now, the production of materials is still not large enough, and it's still very tight. We only sealed the outer layer, and the inner layer is made of bricks, but it should be much stronger than the other places."
This sentence seemed to be an advertisement for the new material.
But this was not about making money.
He just called for more people to invest in the production of materials.
Just like what Hong Feizhang said yesterday.
The new material was a weapon of war.
"Commander Sun, can you tell us about the shelter situation in Shanhu City?" Yi Mingyuan officially started the conversation.
"Like our building, in the past, there were 16 families living here, which was about 40 to 50 people. But now, there are 245 people living here, which is almost five to six times the number in the past."
Sun Xinran obviously had this data in his heart. "There are a total of five buildings like this in the entire shelter, and the total number of people is 1,387. There are a total of 587 level-three shelters of different sizes in the city, and there are a total of 6.37 million people. In addition to level-one and level-two shelters, there are 7.48 million people in the city. All of them have been settled."
When he said that all of them had been settled, Sun Xinran emphasized his voice.
Although he didn't show any confident expression.
But it still made the audience watching the live broadcast more or less breathe a sigh of relief.
At the very least, everyone was settled.
No one needed to stay in a place where they would die at a glance. This was also a comfort.
"Commander Sun, you just mentioned the levels of the shelters?" Yi Mingyuan followed the plan. When he said this, his expression was slightly nervous.
"That's right, we divided the shelters into three levels according to safety." Sun Xinran nodded and said in a very normal tone, "Level one is the safest, all located underground. Level two is some relatively sturdy places. Level three is where we are. It's an old and short house, but it's still better than those buildings full of glass."
"Then …" Yi Mingyuan's palms were sweating. "How are the people distributed?"
This was undoubtedly a sensitive topic.
From a selfish point of view, everyone would definitely want to stay in a safe place.
But there must be a distribution.
If the distribution was not good, it would definitely cause a riot.
But, it was a matter of life and safety.
At the very least, Yi Mingyuan couldn't think of how to distribute it so that the people would voluntarily stay in level-three shelters.
He originally wanted to avoid this topic, but, in the propaganda instructions, it was emphasized to ask this question.
The audience in front of the TV also became nervous.
Although this was the distribution plan of Shanhu City, but, if it was effective, it was very likely to be spread throughout the country. Everyone wanted to know if they could go to the safest place.
"If it's a community, it's basically the people of the community who will stay in the community's shelter." Sun Xinran said simply, "At times like this, people want to be with their family."
Yi Mingyuan heard this answer and was slightly relieved.
It was a reasonable distribution.
According to the documents issued by the disaster response team, each community was responsible for their own community's wind resistance work.
"But —" Sun Xinran spoke again, "In principle, we let some of the volunteers with the best stamina, the most effort, and the most healthy stay in the safest level-one shelter. This can also relieve the community's pressure."
"You mean …" Yi Mingyuan carefully thought about the wording, "Let the people who put in the most effort stay in level-one shelter?"
In the previous migration, the volunteers left themselves at the end.
They were the heroes who put in the most effort.
But now, let the people who put in the most effort stay in the safest place.
It seemed that there was no problem.
"This is naturally a point of consideration." Sun Xinran nodded, then shook his head. "But the most important consideration is age, stamina, and the courage to fight against the disaster. To put it bluntly, if only a portion of people can survive, I hope it's them."
This was a very straightforward sentence.
So straightforward that the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
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