"Hello, Yang Hao. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoI am a reporter from the provincial TV station, my name is Yang Dan, and this is my press card. We'd like to give you an interview, you see......"

The female reporter crowded at the front, wearing black-framed glasses, has a beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, and has a charming face.

Yang Hao was surrounded by a bunch of long guns and short cannons, his head was dizzy from the flashing lights, and his stomach was growling with hunger, so he couldn't help frowning: "Everyone, it's getting late now, let's wait until tomorrow to talk about the interview." ”

A reporter disagreed, shouting: "Tomorrow? Tomorrow, when will we finally climb the mountain, you can at least give me a letter. Do you think so? ”

"Yes, classmate Yang Hao, we all have tasks in the station, and it's not easy to come here, so you can give an accurate time."

Female reporter Yang Dan shook her long flowing hair and echoed.

Yang Hao also knows that it is not easy for them, but he has no obligation to be interviewed.

Besides, Yang Hao didn't plan to accept any interviews, he heard the old people in the village say since he was a child: People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong.

"I was going to find a way to shirk it tomorrow, forget it, I have to come early and late, so let's just make it clear to them today."

Thinking so, Yang Hao turned off the tractor and said to the reporters who were still shouting: "Everyone be quiet and listen to me." ”

When the reporters calmed down, he said very bluntly: "I appreciate everyone's kindness, but I personally don't want to accept any interviews." ”

When the anxious reporter heard this, he was in a hurry, and he squeezed over to speak.

Yang Hao hurriedly said: "That's it, everyone has worked hard for nothing." Later, I will tell the village chief to hold a long dragon banquet in the village to entertain everyone, which can be regarded as a little apology. ”

After saying that, he ignored the reporters and started the tractor, trying to express his determination with a loud sudden.

It's a pity that these reporters are all old oilmen, and they actually surrounded the tractor and refused to let him leave.

The female reporter Yang Dan stretched out the microphone and began to ask questions: "May I ask Yang Hao, you have taken the provincial liberal arts champion this time, are you in a ...... mood?"

Yang Xiaohuan, who was in the car body, was angry, stood up with his hands on his waist, and shouted: "Why are you unreasonable, my brother said that he would not accept interviews, and he kindly invited you to dinner, why are you still surrounding us and not letting us go!" ”

Those reporters ignored her, thinking to themselves: Hmph, two little children in the mountains, what world have you seen? In a few minutes, Yang Hao will have to succumb, and then our interview task will be settled.

Yang Hao had a black face, but it was not good to do it directly, after all, these reporters were just surrounding the tractor, and they did not speak ill of each other, nor did they pull and pull.

At this moment, a large group of people in the distance rushed over.

The leader is the old village chief, who is holding a dragon's head cane in his hand, followed by the second dog and the third gun, and behind him are the old and young masters of the village.

Some people still carry hoes and sticks in their hands, and they have several kitchen knives.

But the most violent, you have to count three cannons, this guy is carrying a pig-killing knife more than a foot long.

The cold light is shining, and it scares the individual to death!

A bunch of people rushed over and surrounded the entrance of the village.

The reporters were dumbfounded, the flash didn't dare to flash anymore, and the microphone didn't dare to hand Yang Hao's face anymore.

A bearded photographer swallowed his saliva and dared to ask: "Fellow, what are you doing here, we are not bad people, we are ......"

Before he finished speaking, the old village chief put the dragon's head on crutches and slammed them to the ground, and spoke domineeringly.

"Humph! Fellow? I see that you are carrying long guns and short cannons, and you are surrounding the champions of our village and not letting them go. Do you understand, this is illegal - restricting personal freedom, it is illegal, a bunch of legal blindness! ”

The reporters were stupid, and there were definitely more than 10,000 grass and mud horses whistling in their hearts!

Fortunately, the law brother who came to enroll before had already left, otherwise he would have to spurt out a mouthful of blood when he heard the words of the old village chief, and he would have fainted to death on the spot.

"Xiaohao, don't be afraid, there are folks here, no one can bully you! Two dogs, three guns, open the way! ”

The old village chief waved his hand, walked over with his left and right arms, and stared at the reporters viciously.

Ergou was carrying a shovel, squinting his eyes, and sneered: "What's the matter, still around?" ”

The third cannon was more direct, waved the pig-killing knife in his hand, and shouted: "A few meanings, do you want to try the knife of the cannon master?" ”

There was a stunned young reporter, stiffening his neck, and said in a trembling voice: "You ...... Do you really dare to kill people? ”

"Yo, there are really people who are not afraid of death. Hehe, of course we don't have to kill people. However, it's still okay to cut your meat and help you lose weight. ”

It was Ergou who spoke, his brain was more flexible, he deliberately showed a ruthless face, glanced at the stunned little belly, and then said to Sanpao: "Sanpao, show him a hand and let him see your knife skills." ”

Sanpao really nodded, and said angrily: "Okay, then I'll cut his belly, he has a lot of meat on his belly." ”

Stunned Qing looked at the stupid and stupid appearance of the three guns, and instantly coaxed, waved his hand again and again, and stepped back: "Don't don't, don't, I'...... I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously. ”

He wailed in his heart: Commander, it's not that our army is not strong, but the enemy army has a Gundam!

Other reporters were even more unbearable, especially some old reporters, who had seen the fighting between the villages, and had already coaxed them and moved out of the way.

When they were stunned just now, these old reporters were frightened and scolded in their hearts: You are a stunned person, don't drag us if you want to die. These mountain people are very strong, and it is not uncommon for them to kill a handful of people in a fight.

In the blink of an eye, the road in front of Yang Hao was opened.

The old village chief walked over with a proud face, waved his crutches, and was full of spirit: "Xiaohao, drive, I see who else dares to stop you!" ”

"Thank you old village chief, thank you folks, I will pay later, set up a long dragon banquet in the village, and invite everyone to eat!"

Yang Hao thanked him repeatedly, drove the tractor, and walked away.

Yang Xiaohuan also smiled, and when she left, Xiao Lori kept sticking out her tongue at those reporters and making faces.

"Let's go, go back and set up a long dragon feast. Everyone called the family, especially the dolls, and they had to come. Champion Lang, please eat, let them all be immortal! ”

With a wave of his hand, the old village chief was about to withdraw with his army.

At this time, an old reporter couldn't help but open his mouth and shouted: "Fellow, don't go......"

Before he finished speaking, the old village chief turned his head, glared at him, and said viciously: "What's the matter, don't go, fellow?" If you go any further, you'll shoot? ”

The old reporter waved his hand again and again and explained: "No, no, no, we don't shoot, it's just ...... Even now, it's getting dark, and it's too dangerous to go down the mountain at night. Can you make it convenient for the old man, let us spend the night in the village, and then go down the mountain tomorrow. ”

"Overnight? Give money or not? ”

The old village chief instantly became energetic, turned around and asked.

The old reporter was about to scold his mother in his heart, but he still smiled and said: "Give money, you must give money, you can't live in vain with the villagers." ”

"Okay, since you give money, let's live. But don't give me any moths, or ...... Hum! ”

"It's not tidy, we'll sleep, it's not tidy, it's absolutely not tidy, you can rest assured."

The old reporter was really about to cry.

Fortunately, in the evening, when the village held a long dragon banquet, Yang Hao specially said hello to the old village chief and invited these reporters to come.

During the banquet, Yang Hao said a few polite words, and simply answered a few interview questions that were not painful or itchy, which can be regarded as a round over this matter.