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At today's press conference, Su Qin culture threw out a lot of things, if before, once these things were thrown, the reporters must have exploded, and the incidents of rushing to ask questions must be endless, but today is very exceptional, the reporters are very silent, so today's press conference is a bit anticlimactic, when the staff of Su Qin culture announced that the press conference was over, the reporters did not catch up, just talked about it in twos and threes, and some did not even discuss, just took things and left. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Several staff members of Su Qin Culture were suddenly a little depressed, although they didn't say it, they all secretly shouted in their hearts: "Come and interview us!" Come on! ”

However, Su Qin's mood seemed to be very good, and the smile on his face, although it was only faint, still made the staff of Su Qin culture feel like a spring breeze.

Of course he was happy!

Although the reporters didn't say anything, it can be seen from everyone's solemn faces, or the way they are gearing up, that many reporters will definitely dig out the secrets of Zhenghong music after they go out here!

Most of those things may not be exposed, but at least, through the word of mouth of these reporters, more people will know about Zhenghong Music, and when the time comes, everyone will know in their hearts: Oh, it turns out that Zhenghong Music is a gangster group under the banner of a record company!

In this way, everyone will sympathize with the grievances between Su Qin and Zhenghong Music, and even share the same hatred, even if they don't dare to support openly, but deep in their hearts, everyone will secretly give Su Qin a thumbs up!

At this time, Su Qin is not just a musician, he is also a hero, a hero who does not bow to the evil forces!

When everyone has experienced the influence of Zhenghong music, everyone's admiration for Su Qin will go to the next level!

Once such deeds are rendered, it will naturally be more beneficial to the acquisition of fan power.

However, as far as today's is concerned, many reporters are actually a little disimpressed by Su Qin's statement about Zhenghong Music, or they just think that Su Qin overreacted: Zhenghong Music is a black social company? Impossible, right? Haven't heard of it?

In order to figure out these things, in order to be able to write a good report in tomorrow's newspaper, many reporters began to call and contact relevant personnel before leaving Su Qin Culture, and began to investigate and collect evidence.

He Jian is such a reporter.

He was very thoughtful and methodical, and it only took him more than half a day to get a lot of materials.

When he finished reading the materials one by one, the look in his eyes was suddenly very complicated, shocked, excited, and of course, there was actually a little bit of fear!

"It's true! What Qin Shao said turned out to be true! His lips trembled, his voice trembled, and he walked up and down the room in a state of emotion.

"So, should you write this report?"

He took a deep breath and looked out the window.

It's already a little cool in Xijing in September, and the wind blows from time to time, blowing off the leaves and making the big trees outside the window rattle.

Occasionally, a gust of wind broke through the window barrier and blew directly on him, so that he couldn't help but shiver at some point, not knowing whether it was cold or something.

At some point, he gritted his teeth: "Write!" This report must be written! ”

So, he took the cup, cooed, drank all the water in the cup in one go, wiped his mouth, sat down behind the table, picked up the pen, sorted out his thoughts, and then began to write.

Two hours later, his manuscript was out!

Ten minutes later, he knocked on the door of the editor-in-chief's office with the manuscript: "Boss, this is my manuscript, please take a look." ”

The editor-in-chief took over: "Xiao He, your speed today..... Not bad! Come on, if it goes on like this, a promotion and a salary increase are not far from you! ”

"Thank you, Boss, for your encouragement."

The editor-in-chief lowered his head and looked at the manuscript seriously, and when he saw the title, the editor-in-chief raised his head and looked at He Jian: "Xiao He, this ......"

"Boss, I have proof, look, these are all these." He Jian hurriedly put the materials in his hand on the table.

The editor-in-chief flipped through it, and after a while, he began to read again.

Fifteen minutes later, the editor-in-chief put down the manuscript, stood up with a frown, and walked around the office twice, and then the editor-in-chief turned to look at He Jian violently: "Your manuscript, we will send it!" ”

"Boss ......"

The editor-in-chief waved his hand: "I've decided." ”

He Jian looked at the editor-in-chief, watched silently, and watched it for more than ten seconds, and then smiled: "Thank you, boss." ”

But at nine o'clock that night, He Jian received a call from the editor-in-chief: "Xiao He, your manuscript today has been killed." ”

He Jian was stunned for a moment, but after coming back to his senses, he just replied softly: "Oh." ”

Really!

He Jian said secretly in his heart.

Sure enough, it's all the same as what Qin Shao said!

He smiled, but with a bitter smile.

"Is the energy of Zhenghong music so great? Can you reach our newspaper office? ”

He Jian walked to the window and looked at the dark night sky outside, when a gust of wind blew, he couldn't help but shudder!

"The background of Zhenghong Music is so strong, but Qin Shao said that he must fight Zhenghong Music to the end......"

He Jian raised his eyebrows, and then, his gaze moved up slightly, looking at the starry sky.

The moonlight is bright and the stars are dim.

But in the middle of the sky, there is another star, and his light cannot be concealed even by the moonlight!

On this night, He Jian slept very unsteadily, woke up again for a while, and woke up again for a while, so when he was more than six o'clock the next morning, he got up, thought about it, he opened the door and went out, drove directly to Xiaodonghe, all the newspapers in Xijing City were taken from here, and he looked at the past newspaper by newspaper, sure enough, on this day's media, no newspaper dared to disclose the blackmail or blackmail of musicians by Zhenghong Music, and occasionally one or two mentioned Zhenghong Music, at most it was just one sentence, Some of the practices of Zhenghong Music are actually debatable.

"Hiss--how can the energy of Zhenghong's music be so great!"

He Jian couldn't help but gasp.

"Qin Shao is only afraid of more evil and less auspicious! Can he beat the red music? In He Jian's heart, this question has been hovering and hovering for a long time.

At ten o'clock in the morning, he came to the Yuanhe Teahouse.

It's a gathering place for journalists, and when there's something going on, everyone comes here to have a drink and exchange ideas.

When he entered, there were already more than a dozen old friends inside, but everyone had a calm face and didn't speak.

He asked for a cup of tea, sat down, and after taking a sip, he asked, "Your manuscript was also killed?" ”

"Hmm." Someone nodded.

"!" Someone was so angry that he scolded!

There were also people who didn't say anything, did nothing, just kept silent.

"Now I can only rely on Qin Shao." He Jian muttered.

"Yes, you can only rely on Qin Shao!"

The others echoed one after another, and everyone involuntarily raised their heads and looked in the direction where Su Qin culture was located! (To be continued.) )