I want to make headlines

Chapter 259 Change
Ushering in a slight recovery of the system, this is good news.

Although it has always been weak, the debt status of the deficit is still not reassuring.

What if... suddenly one day, it exploded on the spot...

How will the news be written then?
——"Famous Movie Star Gan Jing Spontaneous Combustion"?
——"Unveiling the Secret History of Gan Jing's Death"?
——"Shocking Domestic Events, Gan Jing Suspected Terrorist"?
It's scary (with) scary (sense) to think about it!

Gan Jing slept soundly that night, packed himself up early the next morning, and had breakfast with Lao Chen who rushed over early in the morning.

There are managers, public relations team, and life assistants in the studio, but Gan Jing feels that he doesn’t need much, so he has always been in direct contact with Chen Huihong, so the latter is actually very powerful and can freely decide many things.

Old Chen was born with a trustworthy face, and his surname was not Song. Gan Jing was a widow, and the two got along very harmoniously.

The breakfast was very quiet, and the makeup artist came over a little later.

Since Gan Jing is going to a formal occasion like CCTV, he still needs to pay attention to his appearance.

With a little makeup on, compared to yesterday's youthful state, today she looks a little more mature.

I have to say that makeup is really a good thing, it can make women beautiful, and it can make men beautiful, um... nothing wrong.

Regarding Beijing opera, Lao Chen is a layman, so he didn't say much on the way to CCTV, just chatting casually about work.

When we got to the gate, there were still many reporters this time, and Gan Jing inevitably had to pass through their encirclement.

"Forrest Gump, it is said that today you are going to censor a Beijing opera program, what kind of program is it?"

"Yesterday you scolded the members of the Dramatists Association on Weibo. Are you dissatisfied with the current situation of Peking Opera?"

"Gan Jing, what do you think of cyber violence?"

These various questions sounded much less friendly than those asked yesterday, Gan Jing sneered, knowing that this was the negative effect of his firing on Weibo.

Still standing on a higher step, Gan Jing said briefly: "Peking opera needs to be passed on according to the trend of the times. I am happy to play a small role in this process. As for the others, as I said, the people It’s good to hear and see.”

Not too positive a response, but the attitude is enough.

After a night, Gan Jing did not ease up due to some pressure, but his words were not as unscrupulous as the Internet.

The reporters heard this meaning, and wanted to continue asking, but today Gan Jing made up his mind to only respond in this way, and never opened his mouth again.

In this way, they can't really leave the stars who are going to be censored outside the gate of CCTV, so they have no choice but to let them go.

Gan Jing adjusted his clothes before entering the door, and waited for Chen Huihong to park the car and come in together.

After registering, the staff led Gan Jing to the rehearsal lounge, where there was already a circle of people talking, both young and old, men and women.

Gan Jing didn't know anyone, but a middle-aged man among them changed his face when he saw him coming in.

"Teacher Gan, sit down first." The staff member smiled.

Before Gan Jing could answer, the middle-aged man smiled lightly and said, "Everyone calls Teacher now?" He didn't look at Gan Jing, but asked the staff, "Xiao Tang, do you know how the name Teacher comes from?" Is it?"

Xiao Tang was a girl, and she was a little at a loss in the face of the sudden inquiry. She could hear the unfriendliness in the words.

The middle-aged man wore a long gown, and explained lightly: "The old is old, and the teacher is the preacher. I don't know what this 'Teacher Gan' fits into?"

People on both sides came to the rehearsal of the show, Xiao Tang was neither left nor right, he left or stayed, his eyes were a little red all of a sudden, and he felt a little wronged.

Gan Jing reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Go and do your work first, so that I can deal with the sharp-tongued ones." His voice didn't deliberately increase, nor did he intentionally lower it. own attitude.

The middle-aged man was sullen and snorted coldly: "You are Gan Jing? You still don't pay respects to your master? Your master was my peer when he was alive."

Sometimes, the seniority of the teacher is really a bit... If it is taken seriously, it is a treasure, and if it is not taken seriously, it is a fart.

Gan Jing laughed, didn't take it seriously, nudged Xiao Tang to let her go out, and faced the middle-aged man: "My master didn't tell me, so I don't admit it."

"My master is kind-hearted, and he doesn't seem to be a sharp-tongued friend. Now all the cats and dogs jump out of this and that when he dies. Sorry, I can't tell one by one."

What he said was even a loss, and the middle-aged man in the long shirt stood up from the stool angrily.

"At the funeral, your brothers thanked Tang Liqi for me!" The middle-aged man reported his name, and it sounded like he had attended Tan Yuan's funeral.

Gan Jing didn't have the slightest impression of this, and waved his hands: "Are you proud?"

"I..." Tang Liqi almost couldn't come up in a breath, staggered two steps, and was supported by the people next to him.

"Teacher Tang, don't be angry."

"What do you care about with this kind of junior who is not polite?"

"His master left early, this man has nothing to teach."

Gan Jing listened to the words of the group of people, found a place to sit down leisurely, and said lightly: "I don't know who came up and didn't know the etiquette. This teacher, that teacher, what's the matter? It's very proud to be called a teacher." How proud are the thousands of teachers in the Neon Country?"

Tang Liqi was out of breath, and rushed over in three steps and two steps, but he didn't make a move, he just pointed at Gan Jing's nose: "What qualifications do you have to come here?"

"Have you been to the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Have you ever been on the Peking Opera stage?"

"How many plays can you sing?"

Gan Jing stared at him, and said quietly: "Then don't let me do it."

"Okay, okay!" Tang Liqi sneered, "I want to see if you can go up!" After saying this, he turned his head and slammed the door away.

Someone shouted "Teacher Tang" and chased after him, while others angrily accused Gan Jing of disrespecting the elders.

Gan Jing didn't pay any attention, knowing that this group of people had a position beforehand, so he just smiled.

At this moment, after a night of deliberation, the attention of the system finally increased from a deficit state to zero, ending the debt career!
With a crisp sound in his heart and a jolt all over his body, Gan Jing somehow felt that the system had fully recovered.

It's an amazing feeling.

Well, in fact, outsiders just look in a daze.

Chen Huihong called softly, seeing that Gan Jing didn't respond, she just thought he was in a bad mood, so she gave up and let him adjust.

Gan Jing sat silently on the chair, listening to the system voice that finally stopped stuttering, he was completely relieved.

only……

What the hell is the system 2.0 version change?

Weak chicken evolved?Rising to the top?

　After returning from drinking, I have been staying up late for the past two days. After adjusting, there will be more tomorrow morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)