Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 914 I support any decision she makes

Gu San frowned and followed, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Old Huang, are they going too far? Ms. Qiao is only a freshman this year. Even if the Department of Chinese Medicine wants to push someone out to block the knife, she shouldn't be looking for Ms. Qiao. Didn't you blatantly ask Miss Qiao to go out and get scolded for the Department of Chinese Medicine?"

The decision of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is true or not. How can a freshman who has not yet entered the school represent the entire department to participate in the competition.

That competition is not a small-scale competition. There will be professional reporters there to follow up and report the whole process.

Maybe there will be a live broadcast.

Didn't people all over the country see that Ms. Qiao took the last place?
Gu San couldn't hold his breath, it was very uncomfortable to be stuck in his chest, and he followed Ye Wangchuan all the way, fighting for Qiao Nian: "No matter how you say it, there is no one in the Department of Chinese Medicine, there is no freshman, sophomore, and junior. There are students, why would they let Miss Qiao go!"

Ye Wangchuan had already unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, then put down the water bottle casually, with a calm expression on his face, and didn't answer his question directly, only said: "The name of Qiao Nian in the newspaper of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine must have passed through her." Agree, otherwise it will not be reported.”

Gu San: "..." The big brother also got his brain caught by the door? ?

It's clear that you're going to get bullets, and Miss Qiao agrees?

Gu San looked resentfully at the man with an extremely calm expression: "...Master Wang, then you just watch Miss Qiao go to participate in this competition like this? Don't you want to stop it?"

"Why should I stop it?" After putting down the water, Ye Wangchuan put his hands by his side, squinting at him casually: "This is her decision."

"I support whatever she decides."

Faint, but very powerful.

Gu San was inexplicably stuffed with dog food, swallowed it with difficulty, and said for a moment: "But if Ms. Qiao doesn't get a good place in the competition, the media will definitely report it wildly, and then someone will have the rhythm on the Internet again... ..."

On this point, he and Nie Mi thought the same.

Qiao Nian's enthusiasm for being the top scorer in the national college entrance examination has not subsided yet, and he went to participate in the competition again. If he doesn't get the top three, how can he stop the mouths of those people on the Internet.

Those people don't care what grade you are in, or whether you're taking the cannon for the Department of Chinese Medicine. They think that in this kind of competition for the glory of the country, you are ashamed, and you are wrong!

Even if they can't do it, but you can't do it, then you can't do it!

The logic of this Internet is very rogue, but this rogue logic has existed for a long time, and everyone still likes it.

They can control the mouths of the Beijing circle, but they can't control the mouths of the general public outside.

He was mainly worried that Miss Qiao would not be able to bear it.

Ye Wangchuan stood there with a tall and straight figure like a green bamboo, still with the same calm attitude, but he listened to Gu San's words, put his hands on the cabinet beside him, tapped his fingers on the cabinet surface, narrowed his eyes slightly, Ask Gu San: "Which domestic media is reporting this competition?"

This kind of competition must be tracked and reported by regular media reporters, and ordinary paparazzi are not qualified.

Ye family's identity and background suppressing a media is just a matter of raising one's hand.

No one dared to disobey the master for a game.

Gu San reacted quickly: "I'll go check it out."

"Well, check it out and say hello over there."

As for what to say hello, Gu San knew it well, nodded, and hurried to do it.

(End of this chapter)