Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 360 As long as I think, the king in the ring will only be me

  Jun Gu raised his eyes inadvertently, and met the boy's eyes in the rearview mirror.

  She seemed a little surprised.

   Cursing the corners of his lips, Jun Gu smiled lightly.

   This group of guys was indeed called out by him on purpose. After all, the press conference was held in the name of ET, and all members of the team needed to be present.

  No matter what you lose, you can’t lose your momentum, right?

   It's just that this process is indeed not very smooth.

  They were never idle, and neither were the netizens on the Internet. Later, the only fans of the members of ET's various teams gradually started to quarrel with the group fans.

   "What! This Gong Jiu is really a piece of mouse droppings that ruined a pot of soup! Without her, these things would never have happened at all. See what it has done to our boy?"

   "This matter clearly has nothing to do with our Yaoyao family, so how could we be involved? Isn't it fair!"

   "Why doesn't Gong Jiuyin die? I'm convinced that I'm going to hurt others after everything is like this!"

   "Hey, how did the upstairs talk? Without our coach Gong, could the two games of ET end so perfectly?"

  "It's really a bunch of white-eyed wolves, they will hype up the highlights, and when the truth happens, they will add insult to injury! Disgusting!"

   "Can Wei Fan stop arguing here? At this time, it's fine if you don't maintain the team and why are you still fighting with the group fans here? Do you think things are not big enough?"

   "Tch! As long as you know how to be human, we are only defending our own brother, what's wrong? Isn't it true that Gong Jiu stumbled into this matter? Where did we go wrong?"

   "It's just..."

  Both sides didn’t get any benefits, and when they quarreled, they quarreled, but if there were black-letter trolls pouring in, they would unite to attack outsiders.

   This scene is quite refreshing.

   "Tsk tsk tsk~" Ouyang Na crossed her legs, nestled lazily in the hanging chair, and couldn't stop smacking her lips while holding the flat plate: "It's unexpected that this group of guys even have such weird fans."

  The little assistant sat on the side and sighed faintly: "Sister Na, you care about yourself anyway, what kind of scolding you are on the Internet!"

  Ouyang Na squinted at her, and she didn't care about her bright and colorful facial features, "Then let them scold her, I can't lose my flesh."

   "Also, you don't lose meat, but the pile of jobs is lost."

  The little assistant whispered and complained.

  Ouyang Na came back to China this time, with a very full schedule, basically until the end of the year to complete the filming here.

   But it's good now, completely lost by this little ancestor.

  Under the influence of Gong Jiuyin, Ouyang Na's Ren Qi also plummeted, because of the overwhelming negative influence, all venues sent her withdrawal invitation letters.

  This is the reason why Ouyang Na can browse Weibo here so leisurely.

   Putting the tablet away in her arms, Ouyang Na squinted and looked out of the large French windows, where the sun was golden.

  She took a light breath: "That's right, let's take a break."

   During this time, she also had other things to do.

   "There's really nothing I can do about you." The little assistant has a pretty face, but she's all helpless: "I hope Sister Ji can be as optimistic as you."

  Sister Ji, full name Ji Youran, is Ouyang Na's manager.

  Since time erupted and Ouyang Na was involved in this vortex, Sister Ji has been so busy that she has almost disappeared.

  The last time the little assistant saw was her gritted teeth expression against Ouyang Na.

Why.

  She let out a long breath.

  Seeing Ouyang Na get off the hanging chair, the person who casually put on a cloak still couldn't block that proud and exquisite curve.

  She entered the cloakroom, and when she came out, she had already changed into a set of clothes, with a large coat covering her body and a black peaked cap on her head.

  Once the mask is on, no one will be able to recognize who this person is except for the stunning temperament at first glance.

  Ouyang Na put the bag on her body and said lightly:

   "I'm going out for a while, you stay at home, if I don't come back later, you can avoid the reporter and go back."

  She took two steps toward the entrance and then suddenly turned around:

   "By the way, I don't have much work during this time, so I'll let you go back and have a good rest."

   "Sister Na, are you going out at this time?"

  Aren't you afraid of being caught by the reporters squatting outside?

  The little assistant stood up and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Sister Na, ET is holding a press conference today, don't you want to watch it?"

  Over there, Ouyang Na has already opened the door:

   "Don't watch it, I have other things to do."

   Then, the little assistant was the only one left in the huge room.

  At the press conference, many media reporters were already present and getting ready, and two or three people gathered together to discuss in low voices the intention of ET to hold a press conference.

   "I don't know what ET will say later..."

   "Maybe they will find evidence to overthrow this matter. I don't think the person who broke the news is simple. There is always some element of calculation in it."

  Reporters are different from blind people like the masses. As reporters, their sense of smell will be more sensitive and their brains will be more flexible.

  Almost everyone knows that this matter is not easy, and there is a high possibility that ET will reverse it head-on like it did with the doping incident last time.

   "Indeed, but what are they going to do with the information that is not fake?"

   "I'm also struggling with this point, those things are too real, there is no trace of fakery at all..."

"yes…"

   "Oh, don't worry about these, just see what they say today!"

   "Well, their response is better than any guesswork. I have a feeling that today's trip will not be in vain!"

  The female reporter with silver glasses squinted her eyes, her tone was very firm.

  As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the lobby, and with the constant sound of Carmen, people began to get restless.

   "Here they come!"

   What catches the eye is a group of teenagers wearing the same team uniform. The dark-colored casual clothes are not even half lazy in this grand occasion.

   Walking in the front is Gu Shen, Jun Gu, and Gong Jiuan is on his right hand.

  The moment the two appeared in sight, all the cameras were aimed at them. Even though they were separated by a distance, the people holding the cameras couldn't help being amazed.

The skins of these two people are really the darlings favored by the heavens. When they are on the other side, you have your beauty and beauty, and I have mine. Sense of sight.

   "Tsk tsk, I have to say that these two look so **** jealous!"

  The man carrying the camera followed the two of them earnestly while holding the lens, and couldn't help but cursed.

   On the contrary, the female reporter next to him frowned at the group of teenagers behind the two of them after being amazed for a moment.

   "How do these people look, not quite right?"

  Su Yu, Wen Yao and others are also well-known fighters in the circle. In the eyes of countless audiences, they look familiar, but their faces are completely blank at the moment.

  All lowered their heads, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

   No interaction.

  If it was normal, the cheerleaders in the team would already be talking together.

   "You don't even think about what occasion this is, they didn't come to receive the award, how could they be happy?"

  The man glanced at the teenagers following Jun Gu and Gong Jiuan with his camera, and then quickly turned the camera back to them.

   Sure enough, it was more pleasing for the two people to take pictures.

  The female reporter shook her head: "That's not what I meant."

  She wanted to say that this group of people seemed to keep a certain distance from Gong Jiuan in front, not surrounded by left and right as before.

  Even if this scene is indeed very formal, there is no way to make people laugh, but the instinct of getting along should exist, and it will not be so alienated.

but…

  The female reporter guessed that maybe this group of people is the same as the people who received the news without knowing why.

  They only knew about it.

  Therefore, there was a gap with Gong Jiuan.

  The female reporter's eyes lit up. This material is indeed an interesting one.

  However, if it is revealed, Gong Jiuhan will bear 100% of the public opinion attack, and no one will share it with her.

  Above, Gong Jiuan and Jun Gu have already sat down.

  Behind, ET members stand with their hands behind their backs.

   Fat Yu stared at his boss and coach for two turns, then glanced at the person standing next to him, and lowered his eyes silently.

  In fact, he wanted to say that no matter what Gong Jiuan was like, he would stand by Gong Jiuan.

  However, thinking of the resentment and disappointment on Wen Yao's face when he talked about Coach Gong, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

  Actually, he is also lost, right?

   Losing them, Coach Gong actually didn’t regard them as close people. After getting along for so long, he didn’t have any intention of telling them the truth.

   No matter who it is, being deceived like this is also sad.

  After sitting down, the reporters below began to ask questions in turn.

   "Excuse me, God Gu, are we here today to respond to the events on the Internet?"

  After the male reporter finished speaking, the person next to him raised his hand and stood up again.

   "We want to know if there is any hidden secret in this matter? Why didn't you clarify the matter as soon as it broke out, but wait until now?"

   "Coach Gong, I want to ask, are you in the state of illness in the online video?"

   "Jiang Wei's family changed after this incident broke out, and he was imprisoned for breaking the law. Is this incident related to the two of you?"

   "The data show that Coach Gong is from a third-rate coastal city, and he doesn't have any ability to target a person like this. I think Gu Shen has the right to speak about this matter, right?"

   "About coming to the stage while sick, Coach Gong, have you ever thought about the dangers brought by this move?"

   "Coach Gong is ill and comes to the stage to fight, what is the purpose?"

  The last question is the hardest to ask.

  When the female reporter finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the audience.

  What purpose?

  If the answer is no, it seems hypocritical and insincere in the response to the audience this time. If there is, what is it? Did you come here with the idea of ​​destroying the ring?

   After all, fighting in the ring with a mental illness, in the eyes of everyone, is a dangerous behavior that destroys the fighting circle.

  Because countless people will pay for this unknown danger, paying the price of stumps, broken legs or lives.

  The young man sitting above rested his wrists on the table, propped his chin slightly, and glanced casually at the rows of people below.

  People who have been glanced at, without exception, for a moment, feel as if they have been stared at by a poisonous tongue, and their backs tense.

  But after the boy looked away, he subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

  The wild and cool eyes in her eyes are too aggressive.

  Jun Gu beside Gong Jiuan spoke first.

  When Jun Gu heard a question that was sharper than the last, his deep eyes flashed a bit of danger thick as night. He raised his hand and put the microphone to his lips, and his voice was slow:

   "Throwing so many questions at once," he glanced at the last female reporter who asked the question, and narrowed his eyes: "Do you think we have a few mouths?"

   Tsk, it looks familiar.

  Seeing the man's eyes whitening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after he kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jun Gu took his time to close his eyes.

  He opened his lips: "I called you here, not for you to talk."

  Obviously, his face is full of calm, calm indifference, but for no reason, there is a sense of looking down on all sentient beings.

   What he said was even more domineering.

  He means that you are not qualified to ask questions.

  Many reporters turned pale, feeling that they had been greatly humiliated.

   "You held a press conference but didn't let us ask questions, so what's the point? Or, Gu Shen, you are not going to respond? You are teasing us because of what happened last time?"

  Yes, the reporters present were all the people who stopped the two at the stadium that day.

  On that day, most of the journalists who got the news and were in charge of important news in the combat sports circle were present.

   And Jun Gu and Gong Jiuan, who were caught off guard by the news that day, were made difficult by them in public.

  Of course, when they came here today, their intentions did not change. They still seized public opinion to attack the two, so as to obtain useful news for themselves.

   This is every journalist's top priority.

  Hearing this, Jun Gu looked at him quietly, his eyes were like pools of pools, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, in a mocking arc:

   "So what."

   Didn't even ask a rhetorical question.

  The reporter changed his face when he swiped.

   Laughing secretly, Gong Jiu raised his eyelids, and glanced sideways at Jun Gu.

   It’s really true that you must retaliate.

  She stared at one of the cameras without squinting, her eyes were calm and deep.

  The person holding the lens was caught off guard and shuddered when he met the young man's wild eyes from inside.

   Then I heard her say:

   "Today's press conference, I do have something to say."

  In an instant, all the cameras were aimed at Gong Jiuan.

  The young man's lips opened and closed, even on this occasion, he was still calm and slow, and he didn't feel that what he said could cause much sensation.

  “For the things that broke out on the Internet, I confess that I do suffer from mental illness.”

  Wow—

  The people present snapped the shutter, and there was an uproar.

  She, she actually admitted it? ? They thought ET wouldn't hurt themselves like this this time!

  Under Jun Gu's sight of turning his head suddenly, Gong Jiu said silently:

   "The reason why he only came forward now is indeed a secret, because before that, all the original members of ET, including Gu Shenjun Gu, had no knowledge of this matter."

  The female reporter who hadn't asked this point froze for a moment, and looked up at the young man sitting calmly above, especially surprised.

  She put all the public opinion on herself, and pulled ET out of this vortex!

  But anyone who is good at calculating will not choose to do this!

  Because this means that all the negative abuse and dirty water will be borne by her alone!

   If she doesn’t do this, she can still get the protection of the entire ET team, and the attacks she receives will be substantially reduced, and the firepower of the crowd will not be concentrated on her alone.

  However, she didn't hesitate at all, and pushed ET out of the fight without delay.

  At this moment, the female reporter was more surprised than digging into the inside story.

  She didn't understand, no one forced her, why did Gong Jiuhan still do such a seemingly unintelligent thing?

  No one saw, the straight teenagers standing behind had red eyes.

  In the microphone, the words uttered by the young man continued, Gong Jiuhan briefly looked at Jun Gu, then turned his head away, and said slowly:

   "Concealing my illness and going to the ring to fight, this is indeed my disrespect for the ring as a fighter."

   "But I will not apologize for this, because I have never been sorry for the ring, and any player who has fought against me."

   "After all, as long as I think, the king in the arena will only be me."

   These remarks are extremely arrogant and arrogant.

  She lowered her eyelids slightly, and her eye-catching facial features are displayed on the screen, which is a coquettish arrogance that breaks through the shackles:

   "If you don't believe me, you are welcome to ask every player who has played against me."

  (end of this chapter)