Chapter 120: Feng Shui Gods

"What do you say, you're just a feng shui master, or an amateur." This chubby young male reporter was a little surprised when he heard Gao Yang's words.

Because in the eyes of ordinary people, as long as they are feng shui masters, they must be some middle-aged men. It's rare to have a young lad who is a feng shui master. Of course, reporters have the same psychology as ordinary people, and now when Gao Yang said that he was a feng shui master, the reporter was surprised at first.

"Yes! I am now an amateur Feng Shui master. Gao Yang further admitted his identity as a feng shui master in front of the camera.

Gao Yang knew that every word he said now would soon spread to thousands of households in Minghai City. Soon Gao Yang's name will be known to many people.

"Okay, even if you're a feng shui master. Then I ask you, how can you prove that there are no casualties under this ruin! The reporter didn't think about Gao Yang's identity as a feng shui master, he faced this question they wanted to understand.

"Because, before this building collapsed, I had predicted that it was going to collapse, so I called out several migrant workers in the building in advance, so although this building collapsed, those migrant workers were safe and sound."

Gao Yang looked at the reporter relaxedly, looking like a master outside the world.

"They're safe, so where are they!" The reporters are some guys who get to the bottom of things, and of course they don't believe Gao Yang's words. Now they have to look at the witnesses, otherwise, they can't believe that Gao Yang is telling the truth.

"They're just ahead! Let's go, you can also go and interview them. Gao Yang knows that if he doesn't let these migrant workers show their faces on TV now, he is afraid that he will not be able to prove his 'greatness'.

"Okay, let's go over together." After listening to Gao Yang's words, the reporter followed Gao Yang like a swarm again, in front of those migrant workers.

"It's just a few of them, you can interview them." Gao Yang pointed to a few dirty-dressed migrant workers beside him and said.

When the migrant workers saw a group of reporters suddenly surround them in the middle, they were startled, and they were afraid that this was a big scene that they would never experience again in their lives.

"Big brother, may I ask if you were working in this building just now!" The fat reporter asked a sturdy middle-aged migrant worker next to him.

"Yes! Just now--- we were decorating --- decorating the house in this collapsed building! The middle-aged migrant worker watched the reporter put the microphone in front of him, and he was a little nervous.

Fat reporter: "Then how did you get out!" ”

Middle-aged migrant worker: "There was a little brother who came to the room where we were decorating the house and told us to go out!" He said the building was about to fall. At first, we didn't believe it yet. But all of a sudden, he screamed, 'Earthquake, earthquake,' and we really felt the building shaking, so we all ran out. ”

Fat reporter: "So it's this little brother who saved you." ”

Middle-aged migrant worker: "Yes! This little brother is amazing, he is really a feng shui god! How could he have foreseen calamity! It's so powerful, it's a god! ”

Fat reporter: "Is there anyone else?" Are you the only ones working in the building just now? Although the fat reporter believed that these migrant workers were saved by Gao Yang, they still didn't believe that there were only five migrant workers in the entire building.

Middle-aged migrant worker: "There are only five of us, this is a commercial building that has just been built, and it has only begun to be sold, and three houses have been sold in the past few days, and only one of the owners have begun to decorate the house, and I have contracted his work." I know, it's just a few of us. ”

The middle-aged man told the reporter everything he knew.

The middle-aged migrant worker knew that it was Gao Yang who saved their lives, so of course he had to say good things about Gao Yang in front of reporters. Of course, what he said was also true, not made up.

These reporters listened to the words of the middle-aged migrant workers, and they had to believe that it was Gao Yang who saved them, and that there were only a few migrant workers in this building, all of whom had been saved.

These migrant workers also happened to feel that Gao Yang had come to this community to buy a house, otherwise, the gods would not be able to save them.

"Hmmm! It seems that what this migrant worker brother said is the truth, it is this feng shui god who saved these migrant workers! Comrade Gao Yang, not a high master, please tell the audience friends in front of the TV station, how do you predict disasters, can you reveal your feng shui skills! ”

The fat reporter believed the words of the migrant workers, so he turned the microphone over to Gao Yang again, because now Gao Yang is the person they are most interested in.

As a journalist, we all know that what they do is news, and how to attract people's news, of course, we have to make some simple things complicated, and some ordinary things are bizarre, so that it will be more interesting! will have higher ratings.

The fat reporter now heard that a feng shui god saved these migrant workers, and their professional sensitivity decided that they would publicize Gao Yang, a mysterious figure, so that more good news would be created.

"I'm sorry! Comrade reporter, I can't tell you about the mystical techniques of Feng Shui. There is a saying that 'the secret of heaven cannot be revealed'. I think you and the audience in front of the TV will understand me. ”

Of course, Gao Yang can't tell reporters that he has any feng shui powers. If he said this, it would not only not make others think more highly of him, but would make others think that he was talking nonsense!

He keeps his secrets to reporters, not only for the necessities of his work, but also for some of his skills. As a feng shui master, you have your own unique skills, and these skills will not be taken lightly. Not to mention facing reporters and millions of viewers in front of the TV.

"Hmmm! Okay, what the master said is, I think the audience will be able to understand you. The reporter also knows that the gatekeeping skills of feng shui masters will not sue others casually. Even if you are the most inquisitive journalist, when you get to the bottom of it, you have to step on the brakes when you get to the front of a feng shui master.

Fat reporter: "Master Gao, then you have such feng shui skills, then what are your plans in the future!" You won't just use it this time! ”

Gao Yang: "How could it be! When I learn such a feng shui stunt, is it to serve the people! If I had the chance, I would certainly continue to anticipate disasters and protect people. ”

When Gao Yang said these words, even he felt ridiculous, but he knew that now he was facing the media, even if he didn't want to say big things, he had to say it. Regardless of whether these words sound hypocritical to others, they still have to say it when it is time to say it.

"Okay, what Master Gao said is great, we have a feng shui master like Master Gao in Minghai City, so when there are any unpredictable disasters in the future, there will be hope. Master Gao will definitely appear in time to inform everyone. ”

The fat reporter listened to Gao Yang's big words, and he also said some big things for Gao Yang.

"Of course, this is the obligation of our Feng Shui masters. We have the responsibility to protect the lives and property of the people. "Gao Yang once again elevated himself to the position of the people's 'protector'.

"Yes! With the lucky star of Master Gao, then the people of Minghai City will definitely be able to live a happy and peaceful life! "The fat reporter once again 'grease and powder' Gao Yang's face.

"Comrade reporter, you have won the award, I am not so great, I am just a small feng shui forecaster, my skills are not refined, and I need to learn further." Gao Yang watched the reporters keep putting high hats on him, and he was a little 'unbearable'. So I hurriedly humbled in front of reporters.

"Haha, the master is really modest! Hey, Master Gao, since your Tao is so deep, then who is your master! He must be an even more well-known Feng Shui master! ”

After the reporter finished asking about the matter, he began to ask Gao Yang's personal questions. Because, now that Gao Yang is already a 'star' in the eyes of reporters, of course he has to ask more relevant questions.

"My master! It's my dad! Gao Yang looked at the reporter and smiled.

"What, it's your dad!" The fat reporter looked surprised.