My brother is obviously a waste, but he is too confident

Chapter 9 My good-for-nothing brother, he talks nonsense with his mouth
Following the order of the director.

The head of the TV station changed his face in an instant, and with an impeccable formulaic smile, he spoke to the camera: "Hello, audience friends in front of the TV, welcome to the large-scale interview program carefully co-produced by Qingcheng TV Station and Qingcheng Radio Station "The director has something to say"..."

"The autumn wind is breezy. Osmanthus is fragrant. It's the annual national martial arts exam again..."

"Today, our program team is honored to invite two outstanding candidates of this year's martial arts exam. Duan Yao, and a new face...Chen Dongfeng! Welcome both of you."

Duan Yao got up and bowed slightly: "Hi everyone."

Chen Dongfeng maintained the "big brother" sitting posture, facing the camera and the lights, and nodded slightly: "Hello, comrades."

"Yeah!" The director smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much, thank you both for taking time out of your busy schedule to cooperate with the interview of the program group. But after all, it is the best policy to combine work and rest. During the hard training , take a proper rest, will it help you?"

Duan Yao clasped the braids in his left hand and nodded: "That's right. Although the martial arts exam is a major event that determines a person's life, but if the pressure is too great and you don't pay attention to rest, it will only get twice the result..."

"I object!" Chen Dongfeng, who was sitting paralyzed by the side, suddenly straightened up, frowning: "Rest? Why rest?"

"Crack." Chen Sanke, who was hiding in the auditorium, immediately covered his face.

"Nowadays there are thousands of races, and the human race is at a disadvantage! At the critical moment, it is the time for you and me, the pride of heaven, to bear the burden." With a wave of his hand, Chen Dongfeng looked at Duan Yao with contempt: "Rest? Will the foreign race rest? The enemy Can you rest? How can you sleep at your age? How did you rest?!"

Duan Yao: "..."

Director: "..."

Everyone in the audience: "..."

Looking at Chen Dongfeng's sharp eyes, Duan Yao's thinking was instantly confused, and he was stunned.

She has never experienced such a thing...

In the auditorium, Chen Sanke sighed deeply.

Before coming, she was actually prepared for her brother to speak unreasonably.

Fortunately, it's just a "bad person" at the moment, and it should be harmless if it doesn't break away from the "main mission"...

"What are the sons of Tianjiao? Our talents are given to us by the human race. Then we have to bear the additional responsibilities of talents!" Chen Dongfeng shifted his eyes from Duan Yao, looked at the camera, and talked eloquently: "For the rise of mankind Cultivate and work hard for the prosperity of the human race! Rest? Only those who are useless to society will rest."

Everyone: "..."

Chen Dongfeng: "I'm done."

Everyone: "..."

"Ah... ah, that's great!" The director's scalp was numb, and he subconsciously took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face, and said hastily, "Chen... Chen Dongfeng's speech really enlightened me! It's right. , Cultivate for the rise of mankind! Fight for the prosperity of the human race! This is the mental outlook of our new candidates in Qingcheng!"

"Thank you." Chen Dongfeng nodded again to the camera: "The greater the talent, the greater the responsibility. This is what I should do as a genius."

Everyone: "..."

Compared with the bewilderment of the audience and staff present, Duan Yao gradually regained his senses at this time, and began to seriously think about Chen Dongfeng's words.

"Musha……"

"You really shouldn't take too much rest..."

Opposite the sofa.

The director is still trying to control the rhythm, and "eloquently" provoked the topic: "When it comes to cultivation, the audience in front of the TV should be curious about how to cultivate as a genius. Then, the two of you, can you tell me?"

"...Of course." After regaining his senses, Duan Yao looked at the camera again: "But I want to reiterate, I don't think I'm a genius. I'm just an ordinary trainee martial artist. So my cultivation method should be the same as most It is the same as treating candidates, that is to formulate a set of careful, comprehensive, scientific and professional training plans."

The voice paused slightly.

Duan Yao turned to look at Chen Dongfeng: "Student Dongfeng was right just now. A martial artist doesn't have much rest time. He can only practice non-stop! Practice! Practice! So I don't think there are any geniuses in this world at all. Only those who work hard can become geniuses.”

"Okay!" The director's eyes lit up and he took the lead in applauding.

"Whoa, whoa-"

There was a warm applause at the scene.

But when the applause reached its peak, Chen Dongfeng suddenly raised his hand: "I object!"

Everyone: "..."

The applause came to an abrupt end...

"..." Chen Sanke lowered his head and rubbed his face vigorously.

"You have to admit that there are geniuses in this world." Standing up, Chen Dongfeng raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his finger and pointed to his chest: "For example, I am Chen."

Duan Yao: "..."

Director: "..."

Everyone: "..."

"Warriors are divided into two categories." Holding up two fingers, Chen Dongfeng talked eloquently: "The first category, trainee warriors, whose strength ranges from low to high, from 0.1, 0.2, 0.3... to the highest level of 0.9. "

"The second category is formal warriors. The strength ranges from low to high, level 1, level 2, level 3... until the highest level is level 9."

"As for me, Chen Dongfeng, I am already invincible under the official warrior and above the trainee warrior!"

"This kind of talent, this kind of strength..." Chen Dongfeng sneered: "Even this can't be called a genius, so your 'speaking correctly' is too hypocritical."

Duan Yao: "..."

Director: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Chen Sanke: "Aba...Abaa..."

Flicking the windbreaker, Chen Dongfeng sat down safely, and stretched out his hand: "I'm done talking. You continue."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'

"..."

"..."

There was silence for a while.

The director stood up unconsciously, trying to regain control of the scene: "Two... two students have different opinions, but they both spoke very well, so..."

Chen Dongfeng raised his hand: "Who do you think is right?"

Director: "..."

Duan Yao: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Chen Sanke: "His uncle, his second uncle... are both his uncles..."

"...There's no need to make the atmosphere so embarrassing." The director was silent for a moment, then whispered.

He's ready to cut this interview...

"Who do you think is better?" Chen Dongfeng asked.

Director: "..."

Chen Dongfeng: "Say it."

Director: "...you are good."

"Thank you." Chen Dongfeng nodded with a smile, and An Ran put down his raised hand.

Director: "..."

In the huge office, there was another silence for nearly half a minute.The director adjusted his mood, glanced at the script in his hand, and forced to advance to the next topic: "Then...you two. As excellent candidates, what expectations do you have for the results of this year's martial arts exam?"

"I..." Duan Yao just said a word, then subconsciously shut up, turned his head to look at Chen Dongfeng, and then dared to continue: "I have only one goal. That is... the champion!"

"I object!" Chen Dongfeng raised his hand: "The champion is mine."

Duan Yao: "..."

Director: "..."

Everyone at the scene: "..."

Chen Sanke: "Our motherland~is a garden~the flowers in the garden are so bright~"

"The beautiful sun is shining on us, everyone is smiling~"

(End of this chapter)