I want to make headlines

Chapter 187
After the press conference ended, not all the people in the venue went back.

After Tan Chang got up and snorted coldly, he just went to greet others. Gan Jing changed into a comfortable back-to-back position and said to Zhu Cong who was waiting beside him, "Let's just ask here. It's easy to ask early."

Just as Zhu Cong was about to speak, he saw the reporters at the back surrounded Gan Jing's direction with long guns and short cannons—it was really surrounded, in order to prevent Gan Jing from escaping, they took the way of outflanking him.

Gan Jing didn't see the professionalism in it, but Zhu Cong knew it. He secretly smiled wryly, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Gan, you just told me to ask as much as you want. Don't forget."

Shrugging his shoulders, Gan Jing nodded, seeing that several reporters had come over, this seat was not available right now, so he got up and walked to the front row.

The front seat is relatively spacious, where reporters can sit down, and the camera can be easily placed, so that they can do a short question and answer.

"Gan Jing, I'm from the "Beijing Culture Daily", can I ask a question?"

"I'm "Jingcheng Morning Post", Gan Jing. It is said that you have been blocked. Is this true?"

The ten media that Gan Jing sued at the beginning were not big newspapers, and only "Yanzhao News" was considered a relatively well-known newspaper. Those media had a tacit understanding with their colleagues who had a good relationship with them, but the reporters in the capital were not afraid.

Who are the people in the capital?
If I want to ask, just ask, are you in charge?
With such a mentality alone, it is impossible for Gan Jing, who is now settled in the capital, to be banned, not to mention that his behavior of exposing the Sanlu poisonous milk powder is indeed appreciated by many people.

"Block me?" Gan Jing got up, went to his seat and sat down, let the reporters sit down too, and repeated with a smile, "I didn't receive such a notice. I didn't do anything bad, did I? The government wanted to block me." me?"

"No." Han Xu of the "Beijing Morning Post" shook his head, "You have hardly appeared recently, is there any trouble? Or do you not plan to develop in the entertainment circle? Are you intending to move to the Peking Opera circle? After all, I heard that you are Tan Disciple."

"Hmm." Gan Jing shook his head, "I just flew back from the United States not long ago, so I'm fine. By the way, you can contact my manager, Chen Huihong, about my itinerary plan. Besides, I left after recording the show in Hong Kong and Taiwan, didn’t you guys watch it?”

"Uh..." Most of the reporters who came to the foundation today are from the capital city. What they care about is the capital's personnel affairs, and the bigger one is state affairs. They really don't care about any entertainment programs in Hong Kong or Taiwan.

The interviews here are lively, and the flashes flicker from time to time, making the people in the Beijing opera circle behind wonder.

"Then who? Why are so many reporters asking questions?"

"I don't know, it seems to be a young man, is it an official?"

Mr. Qiao, a master of Peking opera, just finished his retelling, and when he came over, he turned around and pulled Tan Chang: "Old Tan, is that your disciple?" He saw the Tang suit, but he didn't know that Tan Chang didn't recognize this junior at all. named disciple.

"Hmph. He's just a sensationalist. Such a person who comes to learn Peking Opera is just using the name of Peking Opera to hype it up. Look at Tan Shan, such a person is the future of our Peking Opera." Tan Changning said with eyebrows.

Mr. Qiao was a little puzzled, the co-author and Tan Chang still haven't dealt with each other?
Seeing Mr. Qiao standing here, Tan Shan, the protagonist on stage today, came to pay a visit, and also greeted his uncle by the way.

Uncle Tan Chang helped a lot after his master passed away, including his part in opening up the official relationship this time, and Tan Shan felt a little grateful in his heart.

"Tan Shan, you have to do a good job with this foundation. Cultural inheritance sounds big, but it's actually what you juniors do little by little." Tan Chang became a little more kind, and he turned his head and pulled away My two disciples, "You should learn more from your senior brother, and don't be like that sensationalist over there."

The two disciples, a man and a woman, were not too old, so they greeted Tan Shan obediently.

Tan Shan responded, saying that he would take the two juniors and juniors with him, but he was a little curious as to who Tan Chang was referring to just now.

He was very busy today, following the gazes of several people, he saw many reporters forming a circle, and he asked, "Are you interviewing Director Hou?"

The reporter was invited by him, so he naturally thought that he was interviewing an official figure.

"Hmph, I'm interviewing that Gan Jing. Every day makes trouble, Tan Shan, I order you to drive him out!" Tan Chang looked coldly in that direction.

Tan Shan was stunned, and after a few seconds he reluctantly said: "Uncle Master, there is some misunderstanding between you, Junior Brother is a good person, and he also likes Peking Opera."

"Is it a waste of Peking Opera? He has only learned it for a few days? Is he qualified to mention the word liking Peking Opera? Using the name of Peking Opera to gain attention in the media, such a celebrity in the entertainment circle is really tricky." Tan Chang said lightly. , with the look of seeing through other people's minds.

Then he took his two disciples and taught them to stay away from Gan Jing and not to learn from such people.

Hearing these words, Tan Shan got worse and worse, his complexion gradually turned black, and finally he couldn't help but roared: "Master! The foundation's money is given by Gan Jing!"

This voice shocked Tan Chang, Mr. Qiao and the two disciples of Tan Chang.

"Junior brother Gan won't let me talk about this matter, otherwise you think who is so kind and insists on using the name of master? Master! You are wrong!" Tan Shan said seriously.

"And, this time he came back with an additional $100 million. Brother Gan really loves Peking Opera!"

Hearing this, Tan Chang's throat twitched, and his face turned blue and white. Seeing the changes in the eyes of his two disciples, he felt ashamed for a while, and walked directly to the door without saying a word.

Just as Tan Shan was about to chase after him, Old Man Qiao held him back: "Old Tan is so stubborn, just let him think for himself." The old man turned his head and saw Gan Jing's young face through the gap of the reporter, and couldn't help but say, "Young people are the future of Peking Opera. Work hard."

"En." Tan Shan nodded vigorously and let out a long breath.

……

Surrounded by reporters, Gan Jing talked and laughed happily in the face of various problems. He is in a good mood today, and he is not at all worried about the anger of his uncle before.

People in the world slander me, humiliate me, belittle me, laugh at me, bully me, and despise me, how should I deal with it?

In a few years, he will die, don't bother him...

"Okay, okay, let's stop here. I have asked all the questions, and please support me in the future. I don't eat people like some media say, right?" Gan Jing joked, and said, "I promise this Mr. Zhu Cong asked him to ask more questions, and everyone else should withdraw first."

The reporters were still full of ideas, but Gan Jing really had a very good attitude this time around, so they naturally respected him from time to time.

Zhu Cong was shocked, he didn't expect happiness to come so quickly.

At this moment, he felt something rubbing against his calf, and looked down to find that the golden retriever rubbed his pants so that they were shiny.

"Gouzi! What did you do just now?!" Gan Jing scolded angrily, and he remembered what happened when Gouzi was chased in just now.

"It was a tooth sacrifice." Gouzi replied lazily, and while Zhu Cong was not paying attention, he wiped his mouth on his pants again.

Damn it, the League of Legends must be on the agenda!
I'm going to the United States in two days, and I'll find someone to install the game when I get back today!

Gan Jing smiled at Zhu Cong, whose smile suddenly became a bit forced: "My dog ​​is not very particular, I'm sorry, you ask me."

"Hmm..." Zhu Cong was bitter. It took a month's salary to buy these trousers. You are not an ordinary dog.

It really doesn't matter!
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