() "Oh? Won't answer questions from reporters? Can I understand that you are dissatisfied with this competition and the organizing committee? ”

Zhong Mingcheng began to mess around. ※％，

This is also a common feature of reporters from publications like "Pineapple Weekly" with the theme of entertainment gossip news.

There are still seven or eight minutes left in the interview, and most of the reporters who need to get the interview content have already been informed. At this time, they all stopped asking questions, but gathered around with interest, watching the conversation between Zhong Mingcheng and Ye Zi.

Everyone lives in the circle of reporters in Xiangjiang, and they know what kind of reporter Zhong Mingcheng is. Don't look at this guy with a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, he looks like a Sven man with a pair of eyes, but in fact he is a scoundrel.

But at this moment, they are very happy to see Ye Zi, the champion, against Zhong Mingcheng, a scoundrel.

Regarding the championship won by Ye Zi, although they didn't say anything, they also knew that Ye Zi won this championship with super strength, but they just didn't like it in their hearts, and now they didn't want to help solve the siege, Ye Zi, what can you do?

Bite us?

That's just right, I took the opportunity to clean you up directly.

In the hearts of these reporters, there is a lot of anger and imbalance. Although such anger and imbalance are really a little inexplicable. Targeting Ye Zi in secret is even more unreasonable but reasonable.

Hosted by Xiangjiang TV, the competition was held locally in Xiangjiang, and in the end, a mainland singer from Shencheng won the championship trophy. Faced with such a result, any Xiangjiang reporter will feel that his face is dull and his heart is gloomy.

Even if the people of Xiangjiang can't get it, let the people of Guangdong Province win this championship, they have to be more comfortable. After all, Guangdong Province and Xiangjiang are close at hand, the language is the same, and the customs are the same.

We can see each other as half of ourselves.

Shanghai?

What is that place?

Is there pop music there?

Hasn't it always been occupied by Xiangjiang songs?

There was a singer who was not yet nineteen years old. How could it be possible to win the championship?

There must be something wrong with this!

The above can be regarded as the true inner portrayal of the Xiangjiang reporters. This lofty posture seems to be innate, and it can be passed on forever.

At this time, they naturally forgot about it, or ignored the scene of the game, they were also deeply shocked by Ye Zi's singing, and they also applauded and screamed in a forgetful way. Even in retrospect. They will all feel puzzled by their behavior at that time, they will feel angry, and they will feel better if they have to be angry with one person.

This person, of course, is Ye Zi.

It can only be Ye Zi.

If you win our championship, then bear our ignorance, or someone's trouble.

So when Zhong Mingcheng was messing with Ye Zihu, of course they would watch like a joke.

Helping to break the siege?

Don't even think about it!

Even Sima Minghui, who has become a fan of Ye Zi. At this moment, he could only quietly shrink in the pile of reporters to observe the situation, and he couldn't speak for Ye Zi.

Sima Minghui's current identity is a reporter from "Cheng Pao", and Ye Zi is now the object of unhappiness in the hearts of Xiangjiang reporters, how can he jump out to help Ye Zi?

In any circle, you must abide by the rules of that circle, whether the rules are good or bad, whether they are reasonable or not.

These are the rules of the game.

In the article published in "Cheng Pao" tomorrow, Sima Minghui can cheer for Ye Zi and defend Ye Zi, and he can write as he pleases.

But tonight. This time of the night--

Absolutely not!

Ye Zi smiled.

Smile.

He was already aware of the delicate situation on the scene, and he knew that this should be his own victory. The result of making the entire Xiangjiang media face gloomy.

But who is to blame for this?

It's your own players who aren't competitive enough to let this champion fall elsewhere. Taking a step back, even if I don't win the championship tonight, there is still Liu Qi watching from the sidelines, do you think Chen Yichen will have a chance? Chen Yichen had already lost before I played, okay.

The same ending, just a little better to lose!

Ye Zi's heart. These Hong Kong media, which have too high a self-esteem and are full of prejudice against the mainland of China, have no good impression of them.

Shaking his head, Ye Zigang wanted to speak, but Zeng Chun helped refute it on the side.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Brother Ye Zi obviously didn't say anything like this."

The little girl had a straight face, spoke a little anxiously, and her voice was whirring.

Zhong Mingcheng was stunned. Stretched out his hand and pointed at Zeng Chun.

"Why is she talking for you? Is she your girlfriend? ”

"You! You are talking nonsense! ”

The little girl was so angry that her face was flushed with shame, and tears were in her eyes, as if they were about to fall.

"Shut up!"

Ye Zi stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the other party, glaring coldly at Zhong Mingcheng's boxy Chinese face.

"Hey, Ah Cheng, the little girl is also a contestant, didn't you go to the scene? Don't fool around. ”

The reporters have a very good impression of Zeng Chun, and this good impression even transcends the sense of superiority brought by regional differences, and someone in the group of reporters immediately jumped out to stop Zhong Mingcheng.

Ye Zi smiled bitterly again in his heart, this difference is too obvious, right?

"Okay." Zhong Mingcheng agreed casually, and turned to Ye Zi again: "You"

"I'm tonight's champion." Ye Zi directly interrupted Zhong Mingcheng's question: "I got the only championship trophy and a cash check for 200,000 yuan. ”

Ye Zi picked up the trophy in his hand, raised it and signaled to everyone, and said deliberately.

Aren't you reluctant to let me win the championship? I'm just going to mention it to my face, and say it generously, to see what you can do!

Sure enough, among the onlookers, many of them immediately turned gloomy.

Ye Zi sneered in his heart, put down the trophy and continued without pause.

"Excuse me, what reason do I have to be dissatisfied with the organizing committee? What reason do I have to be upset with this contest? Is this in line with basic logical common sense? Can you think about it before you ask a question? ”

The faint rejection and ignorance of the Xiangjiang reporter also made the dissatisfaction in Ye Zi's heart accumulate more and more, and there will be no more scruples when he speaks at this time. Especially in the face of such a so-called reporter, four rhetorical questions in a row were thrown out directly.

Seeing Zhong Mingcheng open his mouth to speak, Ye Zi blocked his mouth again with words.

"Reporter Zhong, right? But you, on such an occasion, asked such a naïve and illogical question, can I say that, Reporter Zhong, you haven't even studied in elementary school, right? ”

This is the same logic as Zhong Mingcheng.

Since you can directly associate dissatisfaction with the organizing committee from not answering questions, then I think there should be no problem from this question that you didn't graduate from elementary school, right?

Logically, such a correlation seems to be a little more logical.

As soon as Ye Zi said this, the reporters who were watching all chuckled. Whether it is Zhong Mingcheng or Ye Zi, this is something they like to see.

A group of guys who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic!

"You" Zhong Mingcheng was furious, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Zi before he spoke. Ye Zi stopped his words again and continued.

"What are you? Yes? ”

"Zeng Chun is the little sister of all our contestants, you actually implicate such a little girl indiscriminately, you are still not a man? Do you still have a bit of a man's responsibility? ”

"I really look down on you like this."

Ye Zi didn't speak quickly, but his tone was strong, and his voice was clear and audible, without being vague.

Zhong Mingcheng's face had turned iron-blue, and he could no longer maintain the appearance of a righteous and awe-inspiring gentleman. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Zi, and said menacingly.

"You, you're provoking! A provocation to our Xiangjiang media! ”

"No, no, no, reporter Zhong, you're a little mistaken."

Ye Zihao raised the index finger of his right hand and shook it gently, and then continued: "I don't have any intention of provoking the Xiangjiang media, I am provoking you." ”

"Mr. Zhong Mingcheng, a big reporter." (To be continued......)