I want to make headlines

Chapter 186
Today is the day when the Peking Opera Support Foundation was established, so naturally relevant reporters were present.

Gan Jing changed into a Tang suit, and got mixed up in the ranks of senior brothers and sisters without being noticed, and he didn't want to steal the limelight from the Foundation.

Sitting in the seat, listening to the elder brother reviewing the life and past of his master Tan Yuan on the stage, and mentioning his old man's wish, Gan Jing's mind was a little vague, and he only hoped that this matter can go on smoothly.

Thanks to the relationship and favor left by Tan Yuan, many children from famous Peking opera families in the foundation joined in. Now after Tan Shan explained the reason and the regulations, the people who definitely would join showed up on stage.

Gan Jing saw a man and a woman next to Master Tan Chang also went up to express his thoughts, and would work with the tour group to increase the influence of Peking Opera.

While listening to the speech of the superior, there was a commotion at the back of the venue. Gan Jing turned his head and saw a yellow shadow rushing in from behind, running all the way to his side before stopping.

Gan Jing was a little bit dumbfounded, just after letting the dog sneak in, it went for a walk by itself, but now it ran in again somehow.

The golden retriever knew Gan Jing by smelling it, and immediately calmed down, from a running mad dog to a gentle and good dog...

Originally, there were hotel staff chasing after him, but when they saw this scene, they stopped in their tracks.

Gan Jing turned his head and gestured to the staff, and smiled apologetically, saying that this is the golden retriever he brought.

When he turned his head to apologize, the reporters behind who were taking pictures suddenly saw his face. Out of professional sensitivity and professionalism, they quickly recognized who it was.

"Isn't this Gan Jing? Why is he here? Still wearing a Tang suit and sitting below?" A reporter was a little surprised. He knew that Gan Jing had sued ten media outlets because of him.

"I seem to have heard that he studied Peking Opera before, so he probably came here to join in the fun. It's a good tidbit. Let's take a few more photos of him, as well as the dog." Things are very enthusiastic to understand.

"Oh. It's been a long time since I heard from him." The reporter snapped a few photos of Gan Jing's back. In his mind, if he didn't appear in the news media for a month, it was "a long time".

After all, celebrities and actors need exposure to increase their own value, and this person has not appeared in the media recently.

The girl looked left and right, approached quietly, and said in a gossip tone: "I heard that this person offended the media, maybe there is a tacit understanding to keep him cold."

The reporter curled his lips: "It's a bit offending to sue ten media outlets at once."

He saw Gan Jing turned his head and chatted with the people next to him, and quickly took a picture of his side face, thinking that this trip was worthwhile.

Some media had a tacit agreement to block this person, but they didn't receive any notice.

For news, scarcity is the greatest value, and he is already drafting the title in his mind.

—— "Gan Jing Appears at the Peking Opera Foundation, Intending to Change Career? "

Tsk, this should be an attractive headline. The reporter felt a little flattered. Just as he was thinking about how to go up to interview a few words after the Foundation's announcement, he caught a glimpse of another media that came with him from the corner of his eye. At the end of the speech on the stage, he ran directly in the direction of Gan Jing.

The reporter stretched out his right hand and let out a soft "hey", but he didn't follow.

He turned his head and said to his partner: "Isn't this too tasteless?! They haven't even finished the press conference yet!!"

The girl wrinkled her nose and said with a smile, "Maybe that's why you haven't ascended yet?"

Sometimes, for the sake of news, reporters really have to disregard their face...

Gan Jing, who was applauding, was about to ask his senior brother who was on the stage just now, when he heard a sound from the side, and a man crowded beside him and sat down apologetically.

"Hello, hello, Mr. Gan, I'm Zhu Cong from "Urban Entertainment Daily." The man had a reporter nameplate on his chest, and stretched out his right hand regardless of his eyes.

Gan Jing frowned, didn't shake hands with him, pointed to the stage, and didn't speak.

Zhu Cong smiled in embarrassment, knowing that his behavior in this way was not liked by others, but as a reporter who just graduated, he really couldn't bear to miss the news in front of him.

"Hmph, it's fine, why are you here to make trouble?" The two didn't talk anymore, but Tan Chang in front spoke. He looked at the two behind him, his voice not too loud.

This old guy is really disrespectful, Gan Jing rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but reply: "I'm fine."

"The press conference is fine, why did you bring the reporters here?" Tan Chang was slightly annoyed, "For a person like you who doesn't care about Beijing opera, I won't allow you to join our Tan family."

"Hey, do you have the final say on whether you can get in or not?" Gan Jing couldn't bear to mention this matter.

The people around saw that there seemed to be noisy drivers here, and hurriedly tried to persuade them.

Gan Jing quickly calmed down, and Tan Chang wanted to say something, but when the stage came to the next stage, he swallowed it.

Seeing him like this, Gan Jing couldn't help complaining in his heart, why did the master go?Could it be that good people don't live long?

Amitabha, what a blessing!

Gan Jing's thought flashed across his mind, he didn't want to argue with the old man.

Zhu Cong, the reporter next to him, saw all this scene in his eyes, silently typed a draft in his heart, and prepared to write it down.

Gan Jing noticed his expression, raised his eyebrows, and said, "What do you want to ask? I'll ask you after the press conference is over. If you don't write some negative news about the foundation, I'll let you ask."

"what?"

Zhu Cong was a smart man, he immediately formatted the thoughts that were turning in his mind just now, and showed a smiling face.

"It must be. Peking Opera's support to the foundation is something that benefits the country and the people. The quintessence of the country must be carried forward." Although he has just become a reporter, Zhu Cong has learned a lot from these words.

Gan Jing showed a playful smile, but didn't answer.

The press conference was still going on, and after the children of all parties came to the stage to support, a deputy director of the Beijing Cultural Bureau came to the stage to give a speech.

Thanks to Tan Shan's efforts, the Foundation has received official support. It would be very difficult for Gan Jing to do this. After all, he doesn't know how to do it.

The deputy director didn't talk for too long, but just spent 15 minutes emphasizing the importance of inheriting culture.

Amid the applause of the audience, the Tan Yuan Peking Opera Support Foundation came to a successful conclusion.

Many people stood up and applauded. They were very optimistic about the future development of the foundation. Gan Jing, who saw all this in his eyes, was very pleased.

"Hmph." Tan Chang stood up, glanced at Gan Jing, and was about to leave the table.

Hey old man.

Gan Jing was in a state of dumbfounding at the moment, he was so dark that he naturally had fans, and black fans were true fans.

This Tan Chang has such potential!
(End of this chapter)