Kang Ming sat in the conference room and thought quietly.

The phone rang while I was thinking.

After seeing that it was Gu Sihan calling, I guessed that she must know about it.

Hurry up and get on the phone.

"I'm watching those things on the Internet today, are you okay?" Gu Sihan's very worried voice came out.

"I'm fine, don't worry, it's been resolved."

"Are you really okay?" Gu Sihan didn't seem to be okay when he heard Kang Ming's tone.

"It's really fine, don't let Mom worry."

"yes, I see."

At this time, receiving his wife's care and condolences was also a comfort to Kang Ming, he seriously thought about the point of view put forward by Xu Liang, thought about it, and immediately contacted the detachment leader by phone to report the matter, and the detachment leader reported to the captain, and replied to Kang Ming after getting the captain's consent.

After receiving the order, Kang Ming contacted the local radio reporter and informed them to come to the auditorium of the Eighth Squadron to assemble.

In less than an hour, the auditorium was almost full.

Kang Ming walked into the auditorium alone, stood on the podium and gave a military salute to the reporters in front of the audience: "Hello everyone! "Say hello.

"Today I want to make a reply to the accident that occurred on Fenghuang North Road in the early morning: we were on duty on Guanghua Road at that time, and after receiving the reply from the command center, we immediately wanted to go to Fenghuang North Road for rescue, but we were besieged by many people on Guanghua Road and could not move.

"We have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter, and I am here to review it with you!"

Kang Ming said this very seriously in front of the camera.

"Hello, we want to ask, I heard that the reason why you were besieged at that time was because you were on duty with artists from the entertainment industry, right?" A reporter raised his hand and asked loudly.

"Yes, we do have a few entertainers in our squadron who are here to experience life, and we didn't know at the time that taking them out to the police would bring such a serious situation." Kang Ming replied unabashedly.

"So how do they know where the artist is? Did one of your team members post a post after taking a photo with them? ”

Kang Ming didn't know how to answer the reporter's question, he really didn't know why those people could know where the artist was.

Just then, a voice came from the back of the auditorium: "This matter is all my responsibility. The artist who sent the message replied loudly.

After hearing the voice, everyone turned back in unison, and when they saw that it was an artist, all the cameras turned and pointed at the five artists in military uniforms who were walking in.

Kang Ming was also surprised when he saw their arrival, didn't he say that it was good for them to avoid it? Now the matter is estimated to be even bigger.

The five of them came to the podium and gave a military salute to Kang Ming's non-standard standards.

"Journalist friends, yesterday I took a photo and posted it to my news, which caused some friends to know my location, and as a result, more people gathered, which caused a lot of trouble to the firefighters, and we are deeply sorry."

In the face of reporters' questions, these artists answered like a fish in water, Kang Ming had to say that they were really much better than themselves.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?" After the reporter's last question was raised, all the artists looked at Kang Ming, and they felt that the final ending should be completed by their current leaders.

Kang Ming stood up: "Finally, I want to say, 'Please chase the stars sensibly', thank you!" After saying that, he gave a military salute.

The reporters in the audience actually clapped their hands.

Because of the incidents caused by chasing stars, there have been countless in recent years, because I want to see a well-known artist who forced his father to jump off the building, because I want to see a well-known artist who follows and follows every day...... Wait, if you really want to talk about it one by one, it's really hard to finish.

If half of the enthusiasm for star-chasing could be transferred to parents, what kind of society would it be?

A simple press conference ended, and after sending off the reporters and friends, Kang Ming and several artists shook hands with each other: "Thank you very much for coming out to explain this, thank you." ”

"It's all our responsibility, how can we evade it."

"Can we continue to follow you?" One of them asked tentatively.

Kang Ming thought for a moment: "Yes, but I hope you don't post news." "I was really scared.

"Don't worry, we don't have any mobile phones." Several people patted their chests and replied.

Everyone laughed.

took out the walkie-talkie and contacted Wang Junfeng and them, and after learning that there was no situation, Kang Ming and the others left the Eighth Squadron again and embarked on the road of duty.

Is the event over? Will it really subside because of this press conference?

At present, it seems that yes, everyone's spearhead has changed, but on the third day, that is, on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, a sudden news appeared and completely set off this matter at once.

The headline 'All an artist does is hype' looks like a buzz.

When Kang Ming and the others were still rushing to the rescue site to perform tasks, the voices on the Internet rushed over one after another.

Kang Ming, who was on a mission, suddenly received a call from the detachment leader.

"Detachment leader, I'm on a mission, I'll contact you later." After Kang Ming finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Wang Junfeng, slow down, slow down." shouted at Wang Junfeng in the well.

After successfully rescuing a cat that fell into a dry well, Wang Junfeng shook his wrist: "This guy is too irritable. Looking at the hand that was scratched red by the cat, he muttered.

Kang Ming walked over and took a look at Wang Junfeng's hand and slapped it hard: "No, what are you muttering?" He scolded in a low voice.

Wang Junfeng immediately rolled his eyes after hearing this: "What if there are internal injuries." ”

"Poof, internal injuries? I see you're about to have an internal injury in your brain, so hurry up and pack your equipment. ”

Everyone returned to the fire truck, Kang Ming remembered the matter of the detachment leader, and immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed back.

"Done?"

"Hmm."

"You immediately look at the Internet now, search for the news that 'everything an artist does is just hype', and take a look." What the detachment leader said made Kang Mingzhang's monk a little confused.

"What?"

"I said let you search, you go to see it first, and reply to me after reading it." The detachment leader said angrily, and hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Kang Ming snorted into the phone, and lost his temper at me during the New Year.