The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Several people around her keenly noticed that Gu Weimian's speaking speed was not as fast as before, and when her sentences became long, her lack of breath was also exposed. You've either leaked fake information about our competition mixed with real news in the newspapers, or you've done everything you can to suppress our team in the newspapers. Why are you so eager to make them know you better and win every battle?" Reporter Wang felt his mind was a bit confused, but a petite woman next to him ...
Gu Weimian's body had indeed not fully recovered. Several people around her keenly noticed that Gu Weimian's speaking speed was not as fast as before, and when her sentences became long, her lack of breath was also exposed.
These reporters naturally wouldn't feel sorry for it, but they would be heartbroken.
Is it ever going to end?
Wu Dongli, in a rare display of compassion, explained, "The other reporters are either here to inquire about Weiwei's health or about Weiwei's family affairs. Although some of these questions involve privacy, that's ultimately their job, and we can all understand."
Although the other reporters didn't understand the meaning of Gu Weiman's words, they were still very comfortable to hear the unmotivated praise.
Wu Dongli looked at the reporters' relaxed expressions and smiled slightly, adding, "But you, Reporter Wang, are different. You seem to know a lot about our team. You've either leaked fake information about our competition mixed with real news in the newspapers, or you've done everything you can to suppress our team in the newspapers. And today, you asked us directly about the competition personnel and schedule. With such detailed information, who are you giving this information to? Why are you so eager to make them know you better and win every battle?"
Reporter Wang felt his mind was a bit confused, but a petite woman next to him from another newspaper suddenly realized, "Could this Reporter Wang be..."
She didn't dare to say any more after this.
However, many of the sharp-witted reporters came to their senses and immediately moved away from reporter Wang, taking a step back.
Wang Zhizhong felt guilty and nervous. His mind kept turning over some exaggerated details fabricated in the reports about the game and Gu Weiman, wondering if there was something wrong and whether this little girl had caught him.
Before he turned the corner, the cameraman behind him suddenly took a step back.
Wang Zhizhong didn't expect his own people to treat him like this. He turned and frowned at his partner, "What are you doing?"
The cameraman finally came to his senses and looked at the crowd that scattered around him after he took a step back, with a bitter face.
That’s right, there is no way he can sever his relationship with Wang Zhizhong.
He walked anxiously to Wang Zhizhong and whispered in his ear, "Are you a spy?"
"Spy?!" Wang Zhizhong's sharp voice almost broke through the airport ceiling.
After shouting, he realized what was happening and quickly shut his mouth.
But beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept falling from his forehead, and in a blink of an eye his back was soaked.
He gave Gu Weimian a deep look. Spy? Gu Weimian actually hinted that he was a spy who came to gather intelligence? Who would believe such nonsense?
Although he thought so in his heart, when he recalled what he had done to the Chinese team, every action was really like... Pah! Bullshit!
As a local reporter in Yanjing, I have seen more things than many reporters in small places. This profession actually exists and has not disappeared until now.
This is why the problem seems more serious.
This is not a child's joke, it is a life-threatening accusation!
A terrible thought kept popping up in his mind, and he tried hard to suppress it, but it didn't seem to work.