When I got home, it was past two o'clock in the morning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jet lag is always painful, Zheng Guo lies on the bed and forces himself to sleep.

And so I was half-asleep until the next morning.

I wanted to go out and buy breakfast, but as soon as I went out, a group of people suddenly gathered around the ground, all kinds of long guns and short cannons, and suspended cameras.

"Mr. Zheng, when did you meet South Korean martial artist Choi Sung-taek?"

"He openly insulted Huaxia Guoshu, what do you think of this?"

"Mr. Zheng, do you really know how to do Chinese arts? Many people on the Internet are questioning, saying that it is just a trick, what do you think? ”

"Please give your opinion on Fang Yuan's defeat."

"Hey, don't squeeze me!"

"Stomp on me!"

"Is there any quality? Do you know if you come first and come first! ”

……

The scene was chaotic and noisy, like a vegetable market, which attracted the attention of many neighbors and passers-by.

Zheng Guo Khan.

Is this an interview? It's like squatting and catching a thief.

By the way, how did they know where I lived?

Zheng Guo has also seen big scenes, but he is still not good at dealing with this kind of thing.

Faced with a swarm of questions, I don't know which one to answer first.

There was no choice but to force a breakthrough.

Alien beasts can't stop me, just a few humans are nothing.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, please let me go." Zheng Guo walked out as he spoke, trying to squeeze a way out of the crowd.

The reporters were crowded together and did not stop him, but the encirclement moved with it, still chattering and asking questions.

Zheng Guo pushed one person away, and immediately another person made up for it.

"How sure are you about this fight?"

"Mr. Zheng, please answer my question!"

"Mr. Zheng!"

Zheng Guo walked a distance with his head bored, but he didn't go out, only heard the buzzing around him, and his head was about to be blown up by them.

Depend on!

What a siege tactic!

What a siege but not an attack!

If he wants to be really tough, of course these people can't stop him, but he can't really punch one person, it will kill someone.

He had to admit that sometimes his own kind was far more difficult to deal with than the beasts.

At this moment, a woman led the child past the side.

The little boy was about five or six years old, very handsome, carrying a backpack, and seemed to be ready to go to school.

"Mom, why are these people surrounding Big Brother? Did he do something bad? The boy asked, looking up.

The woman glanced inside, and when she saw Zheng Guo's helpless look with black lines, she shouted at the reporters: "What are you doing!" What are you yelling about early in the morning! Beware of disturbing the people!! ”

The scene suddenly fell silent, and the reporters all looked at her in astonishment, and even the little boy was startled by his mother.

"We're interviewing." A few seconds later, a reporter impatiently explained.

"It's not loud, why is it disturbing the people?"

The reporters didn't care, and the long guns and short cannons greeted Zheng Guo one after another.

"Huh! Whether you disturb the people or not, you don't have to say, the police have the final say! As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and gestured to dial the number.

The reporters panicked, this woman wouldn't really call the police!

Someone is suffering from an occupational disease, and a thought immediately pops up in his heart: "A number of media reporters interviewed the defendant at the scene to disturb the people"? It's an eye-catching topic......

No, no, now is not the time to think about this. As journalists, they want to make big news, but they don't want to be made news.

If you really want to lose the face of your unit, you may be expelled. The most important thing for news portals is their face.

"Damn, it's really dialing!"

"What kind of person is this?"

A few reporters turned around and left when they saw that the situation was not good, and although the rest were very unwilling, they didn't want to alarm the police, so they had to reluctantly go, turning back in two steps, and the scene was very touching.

"Mr. Zheng, what is your assistant's contact information?" A female reporter asked before leaving.

When several reporters who hadn't gone far heard it, they immediately stopped their footsteps and looked at Zheng Guo eagerly.

Why did they come to the house to block Zheng Guo? It's not because you can't contact him, otherwise who would want to squat here early in the morning to suffer.

If you have the contact information of his assistant, you can arrange the time and place of the interview in advance, and there is no need to engage in ambushes like now. They are not happy, and the person being interviewed is not comfortable.

Zheng Guo was stunned: "I don't have an assistant." ”

The reporters were speechless.

"You'd better find an assistant, or you'll be in trouble later." The female reporter persuaded him and left with his peers.

Zheng Guo breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Sister Chen." ”

This woman is his neighbor, and he is quite familiar.

"It's fine." Sister Chen looked at him, "Have you become a star or what?" So many people rushing to interview you? ”

Zheng Guo roughly talked about the battle with Choi Chengze.

Sister Chen suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that you are the anchor." Then you must come on, dare to look down on us Huaxia, give him some color and see! ”

"Come on!" The boy encouraged him too.

"Okay, come on!" Zheng Guo gave him a thumbs up.

Then Zheng Guo went to a breakfast restaurant he used to go to and asked for a set meal.

I found an empty seat and sat down, took out my mobile phone and searched for the war with Choi Sung-taek.

There were quite a few news reports, but everyone's comments were negative. It is estimated that Fang Yuan's miserable confession has been worn out by his enthusiasm, and he can't lift his mind when he sees similar incidents.

The time for the battle was set for three days later, and the venue was a martial arts gym not far from here, which Anna was responsible for arranging.

At this time, the boss came to deliver food to him, but he didn't rush to leave after putting down the plate.

"Thank you." Zheng Guo said.

"You're a celebrity, aren't you?" The boss suddenly said this.

Zheng Guo was stunned: "You know me?" ”

The boss shook his head, sat across from him, and said mysteriously, "I don't know you, but I know you're definitely famous." ”

"How?"

"There are paparazzi secretly filming you."

Zheng Guo almost squirted out a mouthful of soy milk.

Just wanted to turn back, but the boss reached out and pressed his shoulder: "Don't look back, you will startle the snake!" There is a paparazzi at eight o'clock, ten o'clock, and fifteen o'clock behind you, and I don't know if it's a group. ”

Zheng Guo silently swallowed the soy milk in his mouth, crying and laughing.

"Don't move, I'll help you get rid of them."

As he spoke, the boss rolled up his sleeves and went on.

Zheng Guo shook his head and continued to eat.

A few minutes later, the boss came back and grinned at him, "That's it." ”

"Thank you." Zheng Guo also finished eating and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"I said, why don't you ask your assistant to help buy food? Public figures are no better than ordinary people, how many eyes are staring at it. ”

"I don't have an assistant."

"This is not good, you need an assistant, otherwise there are too many miscellaneous things, and no amount of energy is enough."

"Uh, I'll think about it." Zheng Guo is leaving.

The boss hurriedly stopped him and asked, "That's ...... Do you accept endorsements? ”

Zheng Guo smiled dryly: "Endorsement? ”

The boss rubbed his hands and cautiously: "For the sake of me helping you get rid of the paparazzi, can you help make an endorsement for the shop?" You don't need to do anything, just hang your photo on the wall. Endorsement fee...... How many do you think is appropriate? ”

Zheng Guo supported his forehead.

I might really need an assistant.