Chapter 111

Ye Huan opened the door and looked at Tang Xiyue at the door and Liu Xiangle holding a camera. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The camera can't come in." Ye Huan said. He didn't like the feeling of being held in front of the camera, and he didn't like to appear on the TV screen, so he frowned when he saw Liu Xiangle.

Tang Xiyue was stunned and said, "If the camera doesn't shoot, our program can't be broadcast." ”

Ye Huan said: "I don't like to show up, if Miss Tang feels difficult, then today's interview will be canceled." ”

As he spoke, Ye Huan slammed the door shut, leaving only Tang Xiyue and Liu Xiangle looking at each other at the door.

was originally hostile and wanted to cut Ye Huan off the horse, but before he entered the door, he was dismounted by Ye Huan.

For today's interview, Ye Huan doesn't care, it's also a good choice to chat with a beauty like Tang Xiyue. But if he can't, Ye Huan doesn't think so. But Tang Xiyue is different, she is full of war in her heart, and she wants to give Ye Huan a good look.

Moreover, as a reporter, there is an occupational disease that excavates people's psychology, and Tang Xiyue is really curious to understand Ye Huan.

But now Tang Xiyue is faced with a choice, whether to go in alone and leave only the oral interview, or end the visit and go home.

In the end, Tang Xiyue still decided to be alone and let the cameraman Liu Xiangle go back first.

Walking into the small building again, Tang Xiyue saw Ye Huan sitting on the sofa, he crossed Erlang's legs, and when he saw himself coming in, he just glanced at it casually.

Tang Xiyue restrained her anger and said calmly: "Mr. Ye, can we start now?" I would like to ask you what you think about this student incident. We need to communicate these issues. ”

Ye Huan didn't want to be interviewed, he never looked down on media reporters, and felt that no matter how much he was a bunch of guys who ate with a pen, he couldn't do anything big. But what happened this time made him feel that his original idea might be wrong. The pen may not be able to kill!

The right to speak is also a kind of power, this is what Ye Xue told him. Ye Huan couldn't understand deeply, this interview with Tang Xiyue was to see and understand.

Ye Huan thinks of himself as a smart person, and the most significant characteristic of a smart person is that he does not feel that he will never make mistakes. Make mistakes and then change them, and in the process of continuous trial and error, you can grow.

Tang Xiyue took out a voice recorder, opened it and asked, "Collect some materials, Mr. Ye won't mind." ”

Then the interview officially began, Tang Xiyue had a faint smile on her face, and words popped out of her seductive red lips and white teeth.

The combination of these words was a terrifying set of knives and guns, which stabbed at Ye Huan's body fiercely.

"What responsibility does Mr. Ye feel responsible for the student's death......

"The law can forgive Mr. Ye, can Mr. Ye escape the condemnation of conscience......"

"Conducting horrific education within the school will cause indelible damage to the students' hearts, has Mr. Ye considered this......

"Now everyone calls Mr. Ye the principal of Hades outside, what does Mr. Ye think of this title......

Every sentence is a trap, every word can bring harm, if Ye Huan is a little unprepared, he will fall into Tang Xiyue's trap. If you say it tomorrow, if it is published in the newspaper, you will attack yourself in turn.

After realizing this, Ye Huan smiled, looked at Tang Xiyue with his eyes, and did not hide the greed in his eyes.

Tang Xiyue sat opposite Ye Huan, leaning slightly, Ye Huan's eyes could see her looming plump breasts. The pale gray professional uniform wrapped her chest, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were watery, and the name of the first beauty in Dragon City was not for nothing.

Ye Huan, the number one beauty in Dragon City, has seen three people, Li Phoenix has blazing lips, and her posture is graceful, accounting for a demon word. Luo Bing is white-clothed and has no hands, like a fairy in the Nine Heavens, accounting for a fairy word. And Tang Xiyue occupies a herringbone. A goose egg face, with a slightly baby fat face like a freshly baked xiaolongbao in the morning market, this is not a derogatory term, but it shows that Tang Xiyue can arouse people's appetite.

Ye Huan is not a herbivore, and it is also human nature to eat color. He didn't hide his interest in Tang Xiyue's body.

But there is nothing to do, he can't break the color ring if he doesn't reach the Vajra realm now, which makes him only watch, but he can't eat it.

However, it is better to occupy it now.

Tang Xiyue's words were sharp, although she pretended to be polite, but after all, she was still a little immature, and she did not hide her hostility towards Ye Huan. Ye Huan felt that she must see herself as a big devil who did all kinds of evil, and as a positive character, Tang Xiyue had reason to want to hit herself.

This made Ye Huan feel cute, silly and cute.

When a young man first entered the rivers and lakes, he boasted of being a white lotus that was not stained by mud, and wanted to change the dark side of the world with his pen. This kind of thinking is naïve, but it is also valuable.

Tang Xiyue, who had just entered the rivers and lakes, didn't know that the rivers and lakes were dangerous, and interviewed a single man alone, but anything would happen. After pouring a set of ecstasy soup in a few words, I may not know how I finally fell on the bed.

It was Tang Xiyue who didn't understand this that made Ye Huan have a slight affection for her in his heart.

Then, Ye Huan decided to pour her 'ecstasy soup'.

"Slander, this is slander!" Ye Huan quickly entered the state and gritted his teeth and popped out these two words. There seemed to be a fire of anger burning in his heart, making it impossible for him to sit still. He got up from the couch and paced around the room, his shoes hitting the floor with a heavy thump that seemed to be as heavy as he was at the moment.

He became heavy, hesitant, indignant, sighing for a long time, impassioned at times, and heartbroken at times, and spoke to Tang Xiyue for almost half an hour.

Ye Huan said: ...... 1,600 people, who are not from high backgrounds and from poor families, the college entrance examination is their only way out. If they lose this level, what awaits them......

Happy youth, everyone is claiming happy youth. These four words are loud all over the world, but please ask, I can give them a happy youth, who will give them a future!

We have the world's largest population, with a population base of more than one billion, and we are destined to live in high-rise buildings and ditches. Some people have fragrant cars and BMWs, and some people don't cover their bodies. This fact is destined to be eliminated.

Since I am destined to be eliminated, I can only let these eliminated people not be my students. ”

Ye Huan sat back on the sofa, almost in the posture of a patient, looking very tired. It seems that the indignation just now consumed all his physical strength.

Tang Xiyue was speechless, and a stunned look appeared on her face. She said, "But you forced the students to death after all!" ”

"Did I force him to death!" Ye Huan's hair was all open, and a hideous expression like a beast appeared on his face: "I specially invited a psychological expert from the provincial capital to do psychological counseling for each student, and the cost is enough to be called sky-high. Cao Changan is my most optimistic student, and he would have had the opportunity to sprint for the top prize in this year's college entrance examination. I don't want that to happen, but since it's happened, you ask me to blame myself. No, not at all. ”

"If he can't even solve the difficulties of a few books and a set of exams, how will he struggle in the urban jungle full of beasts in the future. He does not fall today, but will fall someday in the future. ”

Ye Huan's voice was fierce, like a death row prisoner making a final accusation: "...... I'm down-to-earth for these students, but the least understood is also from my students, the glass of my office is broken every day, and you journalists see me as a murderer. But Miss Tang, tell me what I did wrong, I just want to do something practical. ”

In the end, Ye Huan ended today's performance with a long sigh: "...... Why is it so hard to do something? ”

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