What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

"You and I can still trust you." Song Shanyan asked Aoki Si to come in and sit down, and he began to take clothes from his suitcase.

Seeing Song Shanyan put on the sweater with Songshan Fighting Club on it, Aoki Si thought of himself: "Hey, did you take my clothes?"

"Sure." Song Shanyan took out a set of clothes that were a few sizes smaller from the suitcase and threw them to Secretary Aoki: "You don't have to wear them if you don't want to. I think the young people these days even wear them at the weighing ceremony." It's pretty gaudy, don't you deserve any jewelry? I can get you necklaces and watches."

Hearing this, Aoki Si just smiled: "Forget it, I'm not interested in those."

If you insist on giving yourself a whole body of jingle bells and palm nuts, and you're not a rapper, what's the need for it?

It's good to wear a club sweater, and it can be advertised.

Qing Musi pulled up his clothes and prepared to go back to his room: "Then pack it up quickly. After we go to the weighing, I will go to the station to pick up some friends, and we will have lunch together."

"Well, by the way, the lottery results came out at [-] o'clock yesterday, did you see it?" Song Shanyan hastily called to Aoki Division.

"Of course I saw it, hit Uesugi Toto." Aoki shrugged and said with a smile: "It seems that the hard stubble will be saved until the end."

"Try not to get hurt, the finals will be in mid-January." Song Shanyan urged tirelessly, Aoki Si just nodded with a smile, went back and changed his clothes, walked out the door, Song Shanyan had just finished washing, Aoki Si sat The car went straight to the place where the weighing ceremony was held.

When we arrived at the small auditorium rented by the program group, the outside had long been besieged. Before Secretary Aoki had time to open the car door, the reporters surrounded outside wanted to smell a fishy shark, so they rushed over.

Aoki Secretary didn't dare to open the door at all, the excited expressions of the reporters outside were like a group of zombies swarming towards him.

Song Shanyan locked the car door almost subconsciously, and then took out his mobile phone. Within half a minute after making a call, a group of strong men in black suits hurried out to isolate some reporters. Then Song Shanyan pushed the door down and pulled the car behind. As soon as Aoki Si got out of the car, the noise in his ears made his head ache.

"Contestant Aoki, what do you think of tonight's game?"

"Aoki, do you think Kaito Uesugi will be your opponent?"

"Uesugi Kaito said he wants to win, what do you think?"

A group of reporters held the microphones and rushed towards Aokisi crazily. Song Shanyan was protecting Aokisi with a tense expression, and the security personnel hired by the program group around him felt scalp numb. It can only be said that the current media is too There were too many, and the media that got the tickets inside were limited. At this time, most of the reporters outside were reporters who had not got the tickets for the weighing ceremony.

They couldn't get into the venue, so they could only try to find some big news outside.

Secretary Aoki was hated tirelessly, especially those reporters were like repeaters, a question was repeated over and over again, so he had to lower his head and walk forward while saying: "Sorry, let me go, I'm going to participate in the contest Heavy. Please ask questions at the press conference."

Those reporters are willing, Aoki is the biggest fish in this competition, just look at their extremely long arms and anxious expressions.

"Someone reported that your private life is chaotic. Is this true?"

"Some people say that Yabuki Joe is suspected of illegally participating in the periphery and has a plan to crack down on match-fixing. Is this true?"

The messy questions made Aokiji feel like a hundred mosquitos were circling around his head. Fortunately, Song Shanyan was tall and strong, and the security around him was strong, so nothing went wrong, and he sent Aokisi directly to the backstage.

Walking into his exclusive lounge, Aoki Si heaved a sigh of relief, closed the door, and looked at each other with Song Shanyan.

"As for?" Aoki Secretary shook his head speechlessly.

"No way, the popularity of the show is at its highest right now. Your last week of training was full of gunpowder. I remember that the ratings of the last episode of the show broke 19. This is a variety show. Think about it, this show How hot it is."

What Matsuyamayan said made Aokiji feel a little helpless, and he added embellishment: "This is still in Tokyo, if you go back to Chiba at this time, you will know what a city hero is. Lost your fans, I expect you to make Chiba famous."

"This show promotes regions so much, I'm not afraid of getting into any trouble." Secretary Aoki did push-ups in the room.

It's not because of anything, it's purely because I want to excite my muscles and activate the shape - I'm going to weigh in a while, and it will be troublesome if the photos don't look good.

Hey, although Secretary Aoki doesn't like to show off like this, but... since he must be on the news, why not make himself more handsome?

And after a while, it was obvious that there was still a verbal battle to be fought, Aoki Si only felt that his heart of pretending...was ready to move again.

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"Your seat is here." The staff led Aoki Division onto the stage.

The mode of this press conference is similar to the previous ones. A small auditorium is rented, and seats are arranged on the stage. The four seats on the left are Aoki Tsukasa and Yabuki Takeo and two heavyweight fighters. There is a distance on the right. with four other players.

This kind of division is to divide the contestants who will compete tonight, so as to avoid smacking, otherwise it will be bad.

At the edge of the stage at this time, there was a group of big-armed security personnel standing there, on the one hand to protect the players, and on the other hand to prevent the fight.

At this time, Aoki Division entered the arena, and he was the only one left in the arena.

Aoki Tsukasa went to the empty seat next to Yabuki Jo, nodded to him, and sat down naturally.

Standing between the contestants on both sides, the host who not only played the role of separation, but also played the role of host smiled and knocked on the microphone.

After attracting everyone's attention, he said lightly: "Hi everyone, I am the chief planner in charge of this Supernova Contest, Liu Yuanzheng."

Liu Yuan was a middle-aged man in his early forties. His hair was fixed into a neat back, and he was wearing a black suit. Although he was only about [-] meters tall, he looked majestic.

"I am very glad to be able to personally plan, participate, and host this weigh-in conference, which is also the press conference of the Christmas game. I hope that the reporters and our players can complete this conference in an orderly manner according to the process. "

While Liu Yuan was talking, he also subtly looked at Yabuki Jo who was next to Aoki Tsukasa.

Yabuki Joe twitched his lips impatiently: Didn't they just fight twice before...

He didn't even think about it, he had only experienced this kind of press conference three times in total.

Aoki Si sat there with an old god, only thinking about how to deal with the reporter's question in his head.

Liu Yuanzheng coughed twice, and said seriously, "Then let's stop talking nonsense and start weighing."

"First place, Aoki Division!"

Aoki Division didn't expect that he would be on stage alone, raised his eyebrows, didn't say much, stood up, took off his coat, revealing his muscular body, causing the audience to cry out in surprise.

Just look at Aoki's body at this time, it seems to be a bit stronger than before, the muscles are still distinct, and those small muscles at the corners are even more exaggerated, the whole person looks like an ancient Greek sculpture , like a mighty God of War.