I saw Lin Pingzhi stand up, cross the crowd, and walk through the dense reporters, the previous question was not finished, and the big handsome person completely ignored the reporter, and there was an uproar in the room.

Wu Liu's staff looked at Lin Pingzhi blankly and suddenly went berserk, and the smile on his face was extremely embarrassing.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped by a few degrees, and a chill hit, and the reporters looked at each other.

Lin Pingzhi's face was cold, as if he was trying to endure something, his eyebrows trembled slightly, his teeth clenched, and he was about to burst out.

At this time, he could only hear the sound of Lin Pingzhi moving through the crowd and the bench moving along the way, and the little reporter saw Lin Pingzhi walking towards her, subconsciously took a step back, and choked on his saliva.

The group of reporters from Baodao, who had just tacitly agreed on seniority, became the same enemy, and looked at Lin Pingzhi's eyes with obvious anger.

This person is also too rude?

Is that the end of the interview?

Mainlanders are crazy?

Lin Pingzhi walked all the way to the little reporter, and the other party was holding the computer in a panic, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Did I mess with him?

The little reporter bit his lip and was almost scared to cry on the spot:

"I ...... Or I'll leave first. ”

Da Shuai looked extremely intimidating when he had a cold face, 185 figure, condescending, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and imposing, but suddenly showed a smile, his eyebrows softened, and he said an extremely heartwarming word.

"You go sit in my chair, I'll sit on the carpet, it's convenient for both of us. ”

He gestured to his seat.

"Huh, I ...... It's okay for me, thank you," the little reporter was still typing on the computer, and the recorder was on, as if he was going to write something, and suddenly burst into inspiration.

Da Shuaibi helped her hold the computer, and couldn't see what she wrote, and the nearby reporter glanced at it curiously, and it was garbled.

Then the little reporter was inexplicably coded, and then cried inexplicably, and the whole person who was crying was trembling, which made Lin Pingzhi stand there, a little embarrassed.

He didn't know what to cry about, he didn't know what was going on, and he felt like he had done something bad.

Although the treasure island is a small place compared to the mainland, the density of the treasure island newspaper is far better than the mainland, which is a very powerful media force on the treasure island.

"Isn't it the rules here that don't allow me to do this......" Da Shuaibi looked back at a group of old fritters with an innocent face, "I don't know much about the culture here." ”

The atmosphere of the entire group of reporters was heavy, his face was pale, and he was depressed and could drip water, and Da Shuaibi saw that many reporters were deleting the manuscripts he had written before, and he caught a glimpse of Lin Pingzhi's eyes and tried his best to block it with his hands.

I rub, are the people here insane?

The little reporter's sobbing continued, and she said intermittently: "How can you sit on the floor, you shouldn't ...... like this"

"Why?" Da Shuaibi was puzzled.

This time the little reporter cried even more fiercely, "I...... I "spoke for a long time, never organized the language, stammered as if I had never spoken."

The current atmosphere is quite weird, Da Shuai Bi looked around, many complicated lines of sight converged, and people were furious, thinking of his own territory, Da Shuai Bi had already considered whether to apologize.

He spread his hands, "Am I doing something wrong?"

"In this way, I'll talk about it first, so as not to cause misunderstanding, my own foot injury is not good, the low stool is very uncomfortable to sit on, sitting for a long time, I feel that the weight of the whole person is pressed on the foot, the blood circulation is not smooth, it just so happens that she has no seat......" Da Shuaibi pointed to the little reporter's computer, "You can all see her, in fact, it is also very awkward, she has to type while holding the computer, just now I saw her change hands a few times......"

Da Shuaibi tried his best to explain, so anxious that he was sweating profusely, using his hands and feet at the same time, and finally someone answered:

"You didn't do anything wrong, we were wrong......"

"You've taught us a lesson. ”

Lin Pingzhi looked over, he was a reporter from "Baodao Wangbao", dressed well, and sat in the front row.

Before Lin Pingzhi came to Baodao, he had a general understanding of the newspapers on Baodao. "Wang Pao" is a relatively influential media, and its purpose is to enhance cross-strait understanding.

The reporter sighed, suddenly removed the bench, set it up and moved it to the side, returned to its original position, and sat on the ground contentedly in his suit and trousers.

"Actually, it's good to sit on the floor, sometimes you can see more things. ”

"It's called comfort. Da Shuaibi answered.

The reporter smiled and nodded.

There was silence for a while, and soon the second person stood up, then the third, until more and more, spread to more than 30 media outlets, surrounded by peers, the sound of "crackling" was endless, the low stools placed in the corner were neatly stacked, and the room was full of reporters sitting on the floor.

The reporter who came in at the end couldn't help but take a photo, and the big handsome person in the photo was the only one standing, surrounded by circles of reporters.

The little reporter who stood at the beginning now holds the computer on his lap and does not write a word, only a voice recorder is exposed.

That's when the journalists asked. Naturally, he is no longer the original competitor, but Lin Pingzhi, who gave up his seat.

What do the mainlanders think of this matter, and how will the mainlanders deal with it, this is what they want to ask.

"I never felt like a seat could mean anything. ”

"I didn't expect things to turn out like this. ”

Da Shuaibi sat down cross-legged, "I didn't want to deliberately win your favor or anything, before I came, I just wanted to do business, you interviewed, I was interviewed." ”

"This is my job, and it's your job, no matter how high or low, if I'm comfortable, you are also comfortable, eh, this is a coincidence, we are fulfilling each other. ”

The room burst into applause.

……

A man stands alone in the middle of the crowd, while the people around him look up to his light as if on a pilgrimage.

A photo of Lin Pingzhi in the room was sent out, which caused a sensation on both sides of the strait at the same time. Commentators, who have always been sharp-tongued, and a group of reporters from Treasure Island, who are extremely cynical about mainlanders, rarely make a beautiful remark about the same person.

"I have no intention of pleasing him, I have no intention of fame, but he has won the respect of everyone present, as Lin Pingzhi said, respect has always been relative, we don't need to save the world, just help someone within our ability, even if it happens, you can reap double happiness. ”

"I don't know how to describe this young man, what he conquered me was not the music that was shortlisted for the Golden Melody Award for eight awards, nor his handsome face, what touched people's hearts was the power of the heart, and Lin Pingzhi was doing this. ”

"When he noticed the marginal reporter and was willing to give up his seat, the people around me, including myself, had already crossed out the rigid and rigid manuscript that had been written before, and he deserved to be revisited. He taught us a lesson, and this lesson came from the great mind of the mainland. ”

The last draft was obviously written by the propaganda department of the organization on Treasure Island, because there were too many private goods mixed in it, and the whole article was embraced by the mainland.

Da Shuaibi didn't expect that his pity and pity for the jade at all, and the ordinary operation would actually cause an uproar, but this matter has not yet developed to a high tide, because Yang Ma, who has always been too lazy to pay attention to Baodao Entertainment, suddenly inserted Da Shuaibi's figure in the noon news.