At three o'clock, a middle-aged man walked in with a few pieces of manuscript paper in his hand and stood in front of the podium, which should be today's protagonist Huang Qilong. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This Professor Huang Qilong is about forty or fifty years old, not tall, with a small flat head, a yellow complexion, a face full of meat, and a pitted face, looking more like a bandit than a professor.

He coughed dryly twice into the microphone to make sure it was sounding, and nodded to one of his assistants sitting in the front row.

In front of his assistant was a laptop and a projector, and he also nodded to Huang Qilong, signaling that there was no problem on his side, everything was ready.

"Hello everyone, I'm glad you all to come to my press conference today, I'm Hwang Qilong, a professor in the Department of History at Kookmin University of Korea."

"I told the reporters who interviewed me this morning that Tang Seng's ancestral home is South Korea, and now I will show you the evidence I found earlier."

At this time, Li Xiaoli also rushed to the press conference with her black-clothed bodyguard. She swept the venue, and found that Wang Ling was sitting in the front row, and after a few months, she went to see Wang Ling again, which made her a little excited.

"Miss, do you want me to get rid of the reporters around him?"

"No, now is not the time to speak, let's find a place to see the excitement first."

The room was already full, and she had to find a seat in the corner of the last row.

"This is the evidence I found over the course of months." Huang Qilong pointed to the curtain behind him.

His assistant uses his laptop to project the images he had taken earlier onto the screen through a projector.

The picture released is an ancient book, the paper is very yellow, but it is written in Korean, Wang Ling can't read it, he is waiting, waiting for the professor to die.

"Everyone knows that this Master Xuanzang's common name is Chen, and his name is Chen Yuan, and his ancestors actually migrated to the Central Plains from Goryeo at that time."

This Professor Huang Qilong quoted scriptures on the stage, constantly arguing that Xuanzang was Korean.

The reporters in the audience listened enthusiastically, but Lin Xi was angry.

Wang Ling listened expressionlessly, and when Huang Qilong was almost finished, he put his hand into the pocket of his pants and pressed a remote control button.

Everyone didn't notice that a light on the microphone in front of Huang Qilong suddenly turned on.

"Actually, what I said above is to fool everyone, in fact, Tang Seng is not Korean, I forged these evidences in order to be famous."

When Huang Qilong said this, he was also stunned, he didn't know how he could say this, and he actually told the truth.

Many reporters in the audience were also in an uproar.

"What's going on? Am I having auditory hallucinations? ”

"What is Professor Huang talking about? I heard you right! ”

"You are not hallucinating, and you are not mistaken, he is indeed fooling us."

"Fooling us? No way! ”

"How can this be true? What do you think of us reporters, can you fool you? ”

"Professor Huang, could you please explain what you just said?"

"I was just kidding everyone!" Huang Qilong panicked, and just wanted to explain, but the words changed again when they came to his mouth, "You reporters are stupider than pigs, and you are as easy to deceive as ordinary people, you believe everything I say, and you also believe Tang Seng is Korean, who are you fooling if you don't fool you?" ”

"What! Are we dumber than pigs? ”

"Bastard!"

"How can it be!"

"Treat us like monkeys!"

"You killed me, and now our newspaper is going to be a joke."

The reporters are quite angry, as the king of injustice, when have they ever been tricked like this, especially the reporter who interviewed Huang Qilong in the morning, Tang Seng is a Korean The news that they have reported it, you are now saying that you are joking, fooling everyone, how can people live?

A reporter who had already reported in the morning was so angry that he smashed the voice recorder in his hand.

I don't know if he practiced darts, or Huang Qilong was unlucky, and the recording hit the bridge of Huang Qilong's nose straight, smashing him to the point of a nosebleed.

"Ahh I just made the nose! Huang Qilong screamed and covered his nose.

The reporter brother was still angry, rushed up, and punched and kicked Huang Qilong.

Seeing that someone was taking the lead, those reporters who thought they had been humiliated by Huang Qilong also rushed forward and joined the siege army.

Huang Qilong's assistant was also stunned, standing stupidly in place, not moving, and did not dare to go up to persuade him to fight, for fear that he would also be beaten as an accomplice.

"How so?" Li Xiaoli also felt inexplicable, "This is also a turn of Taifeng!" ”

"How so? It's amazing! The same words also came out of Lin Xi's mouth.

She looked at Wang Ling, her eyes full of doubts.

"Maybe he suddenly found out in his conscience." Wang Ling said.

Pu Wanmin looked at Wang Ling, but he didn't speak, but his eyes betrayed him, and his eyes seemed to say: "You girl, you must have done it!" That's awesome! ”

He had seen all kinds of magical props of Wang Ling, and when such an incredible thing happened on the scene, his first reaction was that Wang Ling did it.

They guessed correctly, it was indeed Wang Ling who did it, but they didn't know that Wang Ling had changed the microphone earlier, and the problem was in this microphone.

The microphone that Wang Ling replaced is called the truth microphone, which can be remotely controlled and switched, and after the switch is turned on, the person who speaks to it can tell the truth.

"Look, there's a kick in the stomach."

"Ahh

"Is his nose collapsed, it's so miserable!"

"Wow, yes, this kick is really ruthless, it's cut off!"

While watching the excitement, Wang Ling became the host and broadcast Huang Qilong's tragic situation live to Lin Xi.

"You're so bored, let's go!" Lin Xi couldn't stand it anymore, and urged Wang Ling to leave quickly.

"Don't worry, isn't this exciting? Look at it for a moment. ”

"Whatever you want, but it's too bloody, I can't stand it, I'll wait for you outside."

"Okay, okay, you go first, I'll come later."

As soon as Lin Xi went out, Wang Ling also came to the front, not that he also wanted to kick a few feet, although he also wanted to, but now he is also a public figure, if the beating is exposed, there will be a lot of damage to his image.

He walked to the podium and pretended to persuade, "Although liars are hateful, it is not authentic to deceive our reporter comrades, what a death!" Don't kick him too hard, just kick him halfway. ”

seems to be persuading, but in fact, his words are like adding fuel to the fire, which makes those reporters even more angry and even more ruthless.

Huang Qilong, who was curled up in a ball on the ground, could only hold his head desperately, constantly shouting for help in his mouth, but no one came to save him, and his assistant did not dare to step forward, so he could only call the police.

Seeing that everyone hadn't noticed him, Wang Ling took his microphone back and put it into the four-dimensional space bag.

The good things that can be exchanged for 20,000 love points can't just be thrown away with this and once. (To be continued.) )