Early the next morning, we immediately got up, sorted out the materials according to the requirements of the exhibition, and prepared for the competition. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

During those times, I called He Zhibai to inquire about Hui Siqi's physical condition, but the answer I received was not very good.

She told me that Hui Er Girl is still in the observation period, and she will regain consciousness in a few moments, so she can only resign herself to fate.

After listening to this helpless result, I hung up the phone.

With a long sigh, I felt a sense of loneliness in my heart. After that, I looked up at the chefs around me who were all ready to go, and I shook my spirits again, and I only said one word in my smile.

"Let's go!"

With the blurt out of this word, everyone took the big bags and small boxes for cooking, got into my car, and once again set foot on the road to the Sanjing Hotel.

After arriving at the Sanjing Hotel, I found that the number of security guards and reporters who greeted me at the door had increased exponentially, far more than the previous few days.

Looking at the huge number of reporters who came out of nowhere, I was surprised and didn't immediately drive the car in.

After asking Ah Si to find a corner to park the car steadily, he quickly asked him for a mobile phone and called our beloved reporter Cai Qiura.

I'll have to ask what the hell is the point of this bunch of reporters at the door, who has hung up, or is there any particular news clue that these guys have gotten.

After dialing the phone of reporter Cai, I first heard a bunch of noisy background sounds, as if reporter Cai was in a vegetable market.

After a while, reporter Cai's eager voice came from the other side of the phone: "Hey!

Listening to the movement, I frowned slightly, and replied, "I, Huo Sansi! I said Reporter Cai, what are you doing? Why are there all reporters at the door? What are you waiting for?"

Seeing me ask, this reporter Cai immediately told me with half a complaint and half a reply: "Don't mention it, I'm grabbing the news at the door of the Sanjing Hotel, how many times will you come? Let me interview first!"

Subsequently, reporter Cai told me that after the car accident of Hui Siqi yesterday, we became celebrities who acted bravely, and at the same time, the rumors of Kuantidu's ghost porcelain harming people also spread far and wide.

As the saying goes, "good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles". This exhibition has been wide, and the hype of Hu and the others is already as hot as a hot potato, and this time, coupled with the strange legend of the so-called ghost porcelain, it is even more popular in the press, antique and catering circles.

So all kinds of reporters who heard the news came over to catch the wind and do interviews, but because most of them didn't have the admission ticket, those "Jianghu Yeji" were all blocked at the door, and they didn't want to be crazy and part-time, just waiting to catch Jin Qiaoya and Kuan Tiandu's appearance.

After learning about this from Cai Okra, I looked at the reporters of unknown origin and swallowed a mouthful of spit.

Hanging up the phone, I turned around and told Lao Zhao: "Now the scene is chaotic, get out of the car for a while, and you will inevitably have a long gun and a short cannon, so remember what I said, your finger was injured when you acted bravely yesterday and saved Hui Heiji." Can't cook!"

Listening to my words, Zhao Haipeng nodded, and specially raised his middle finger wrapped in thick gauze, and said: "Understand! Whoever asks me, I will say that my middle finger is broken, not to mention cooking, and even going to the toilet has to be helped by others!"

"Okay!" I nodded in satisfaction before opening the door and rushing through the front door of the eager reporters.

And as soon as those reporters saw us, they were really as crazy as Cai Okra said, and they were eager to try one by one, and surrounded our car with a lot of water.

In the midst of difficulties and difficulties, I slowly "crawled", while opening the way for Zhao Haipeng and Ah Si, while answering a series of questions from these reporters.

When she came up, a round-eyed girl asked, "Sir, your team won the first place twice, but didn't accept the award both times, is it because you learned about the news of ghost porcelain harming people?"

Hearing this, in the spirit of more things is better than less, I immediately shook my head and said: "There are no things, those are feudal superstitions, they don't exist at all!"

As soon as I finished answering this, another thin and tall guy also desperately squeezed over and asked me: "Boss Huo, I heard that your temperament has changed greatly after saving people, and you are still arguing and arguing with the Hui family's family in the hospital, did you see something unclean, and the ghost is on your body!"

After listening to this reporter's words, I couldn't get angry, and I didn't care about any social etiquette at that time, so I pointed directly at Ya's nose and asked: "You Ya's problem is too unlevel! I think you are a ghost! Your whole family is a ghost!"

After I counted this person, our thin and flat reporter Cai finally moved in front of us under the escort of Zhou Camera.

After that, in the spirit of professionalism that could not be more professional, reporter Cai resolutely stretched out the microphone at me and asked: "Boss Huo, I heard that you are selective when you save people?

Damn, Cai Okra, is this called a problem? No matter how I listen to her, she seems to be knocking on the side of me, using her strength to fight!

In the boiling crowd, I gave her a blank look, and then very solemnly "promised" to her: "Lao Tzu has a girlfriend, and he doesn't look down on any rich second generation, don't guess, you have the kung fu to guess, can you make me clean and clean?"

In addition to responding positively to Cai Okra's "reminder", I also signaled if she could help coax these reporters, otherwise we wouldn't even have a chance to enter the hotel if we were surrounded like this.

And after listening to my words, the extremely smart reporter Cai understood at that time.

I saw that she nodded at me inadvertently, and then spoke, pointing in one direction and shouting at all the reporters: "Miss Jin Qiaoya is here! Let's go and interview ......."

As she spoke, she took the lead and ran in the direction behind our ride.

In any case, this Jin Qiaoya is a famous model in Taiwan and the image ambassador of this exhibition, and her appearance is better than me, the owner of Black Tiger Street, who is not in the stream.

So, after Cai Okra fanned the flames, I was completely relieved, and those reporters were like a whirlwind, coming and going quickly.

In less than a dozen seconds, I was spit out of the core of the storm and completely marginalized.

Jin Qiaoya didn't come, the ghost didn't know, and I didn't have the heart to think about it, and after seeing the right time, we decisively opened our legs and ran into the interior of the Sanjing Hotel.

After finally getting rid of the entanglement of the noji at the door, we breathed a sigh of relief, but what we didn't expect was that just before I could suck that breath back, the appearance of a person completely disrupted my state of mind.