Chapter 87

Wen Jianmin looked at the child in the light, a little annoyed. He buttoned down his mobile phone and got up upset and left the office.

As he stepped off the stage, several of his classmates rushed to him, rubbing his hair and touching his trophy.

Wenmo's smile was a little shy, and the whole person was at a loss. Wenqiao went up to thank the students for him, and then said, "Lai Hua Yuan, my sister, please have a meal for us, and celebrate for us Xiaomo."

The students were elated, and a group of people surrounded him and walked out.

Wenchi pulled 2580000 and walked like a tiger. It seemed that he won the grand prize. He was even more proud than Wenmo.

As soon as I got out of the cultural center, I saw a large group of reporters coming up from the door. All of them had cameras in their hands, flashlights kept coming and going, and the microphones were all poked into Wenmo's face.

The reporters were like hungry wolves with shining eyes.

"Hello, you are Wenmo, the Olympic champion of the youth group, aren't you?"

"I heard you were autistic."

"What kind of education do you have in your family

"Who is your parent, please?"

They were surrounded by a barrage of questions, and the flash made him unable to open his eyes.

Wen Chi's anger was burning: "where are you all journalists? Who asked you to come? No interviews. Get out of the way. "

He grabs the reporters, Winfrey grabs them out of his mouth.

"Get out of the way, all of you."

While holding Wenmo, she also told him not to have physical conflict with the reporters.

These unscrupulous reporters will take some photos and videos, and Wen Chi will be pushed to the top of the storm.

She took Wenmo with one hand and Wenchi with the other. She walked to the intersection with difficulty. Su Yun held out her hand to block the reporters: "we don't accept interviews."

"It's said that winmer is autistic and can't speak, can't he?"

"You're a parent, aren't you? How do you educate such autistic children

"Is this kind of child particularly difficult to educate? Do you suffer a lot as family members

A black Maybach stopped by the side of the road. Fu Nanli thought he was wrong, but he saw that it was wenjo who was being chased by a group of reporters with long guns and short guns.

The driver beeped twice and wenjo saw her savior.

"Get in the car." Fu Nanli opened the door with his hand. Wenqiao hugged Wenmo, pushed aside the reporter who was crowded around him and got on the car. Su Yun and Wen Chi followed suit.

Wen Chi took the co pilot and there were four people in the back seat.

Wenqiao squeezed beside him and looked anxiously at Wenmo, who had been drooping his eyes and was shaking a little, "Xiao Mo, are you ok?"

WinMo didn't speak, as if she couldn't hear her voice.

As if the reporters were surrounded by zombies, clinging to the window, Fu Nanli asked the driver to drive.

"Young master, are you still going to dinner?"

"Send them back first."

"Yes."

As the car sped along the wide road, wenjo looked at him anxiously: "how are you, little Mo?"

Wenmo tightly grasps Wenqiao's hand and tries to calm his heart. The fear brought by the sudden influx of people makes him not want to let his sister worry, which is the only power to support him to overcome the psychological obstacles.

He looked up at wenjo and squeezed her hand.

"Those people don't have to keep it in mind, you know?"

WinMo nods hard.

"He What's the matter? " His big hand suddenly took her little one.

Wenqiao was surprised. His mother was sitting next to her. She wanted to take it out.

The man was strong and could not let her back down at all, and held her hand tightly.