Chapter 981

"OK, if you young master Xiao have the ability, let's fight for a few rounds. Don't always grin and have nothing to do with it." Xiao Qiangcai doesn't take Xiao Tian's threat seriously. He knows his temper. He is definitely the master of revenge. But when the soldiers come to block the water and cover the land, Xiao Qiang is not afraid of death. What's more, he has the backing of Jiang family in the capital. Will he be afraid of a learned dandy?

Xiao Tian sneered and didn't open his mouth. Instead, he found a chair to sit down. He leaned back and asked the Yamen to play cards in the lounge. It can be seen that they are not here to participate in the competition. They are just looking for fun and enjoying life!

Seeing Xiao Tian's action, Xiao Qiang knows that the boy can't make trouble in the lounge. After all, the martial arts competition is going on. Even if he has an extraordinary status, he won't do it here. Then again, you just let him do it, but does he dare? Don't you see that his elder martial sister Murong ling'er has also fallen? On the basis of fists, I'm afraid ten Xiaotian are no exception.

"Oh, it seems that there are many people here! Players, the media will come to interview you later. You should keep your spirits up and don't make any mistakes. After all, you represent the appearance of the national martial arts competition. Please pay attention to your words. Don't say words that are not united or good, so as not to disgrace your sect. " All of a sudden, the staff of the Chinese people's armed forces Association came into the rest room and began to take preventive measures against the soldiers.

Because the players in this lounge are all from the youth group, the young people are always very excited about the interview on TV. They are so nervous that even Xiao Tian's group withdrew the card game for the first time in order not to discredit their school.

Soon, the reporters carried by two or three cameras came in first, and then came some beautiful female reporters in professional clothes. These people were from the TV station, while those who came in after them were people with recording pens and manuscripts. They should all be from the newspaper. It can be seen that although the status of martial arts is not as good as it used to be, the national martial arts competition is, after all, the biggest window to promote the quintessence of Chinese culture, so it must be decorated in place.

Xiao Qiang is not interested in this kind of interview at all. After all, the world of martial arts respects strength. As long as you have strength, you will naturally become famous all over the world. Why should you rely on the media to publicize it? So as soon as these reporters came in, he wanted to go to the back of the crowd to avoid being on TV. However, as soon as he started, the whole person immediately stood in the same place. His expression was full of surprise. A pair of eyes fixed on one of the female reporters who had just entered the door!

Yes, this female reporter Xiao Qiang really knows, not only knows, but also knows very well! He did not expect that he would see her here, and still appear in front of him in this capacity!

After the complex eyes passed through the crowd, they couldn't get back. Xiao Qiang was really shocked. Standing in the same place, he even forgot to move to hide behind the crowd.

When the female reporter found Xiao Qiang, she gave him a smile and even winked mischievously.

This can be good, so cute expression immediately let Xiao Qiang completely fascinated, the whole head a blank, also don't know is happy or surprised, anyway Leng almost didn't jump up!

He never dreamed that among those beautiful female journalists, there would be beautiful faces that he thought about day and night. Yes, Zhao Qingyan, who is wearing a white professional dress, with light make-up on her face, and a beautiful leg wrapped in flesh colored silk stockings, is wearing white high-heeled shoes and shoes, just like a white-collar ol. She is the eternal goddess in his mind!

However, after the shock, Xiao Qiang came back and understood the original meaning of it. After all, Zhao Qingyan studied journalism. Although she didn't major in broadcasting and hosting, reporters from journalism department worked hard on the front line, so naturally she would have an interview task. And her job in Beijing this time should be to be the news officer of the National Wushu competition.

In this way, Xiao Qiangcai suddenly realized that no wonder Zhao Qingyan had been typing words on her laptop when she lived in his house a while ago. She should be writing a press release, and then she moved out to join other people to prepare for the national martial arts competition. Thinking of this, Xiao Qiang is both happy and amused. He and Zhao Qingyan are really predestined. They can even meet each other in martial arts competitions. However, if they had known that she would be a news reporter in martial arts competitions, how could they have been so surprised?

However, after the media staff swarmed in, before everyone could react, a female reporter said, "ladies and gentlemen, I'm a special reporter of Pengcheng TV station. Who is Xiao Qiang among you? Can you... "

"I said, everything has to come first and then come, right? I'm a special reporter of Beijing TV station. Who's Xiao Qiang? We want to visit you! " Before the special reporter of Pengcheng TV station finished speaking, the female reporter of Beijing TV station was impatient to cut in.

"What do you mean first come then say? It's a matter of players whether they are willing to interview or not, and it's not that your Beijing TV station has the priority because of its big business. It's ridiculous. " Another female reporter next to him said, "Mr. Xiao Qiang, who has won five games in a row in the youth group, I heard that you are the most popular winner in the youth group. May I have the honor to interview you? I'm a female reporter from Jiangnan TV station. You are from Jiangnan. I want to interview you. "

When the warriors saw the battle in front of them, they were all so nervous and excited. After all, if they could be on TV, they would still be very excited. But unexpectedly, as soon as these female journalists came up, they chased to interview Xiao Qiang and directly regarded them as the air, which made many people feel ashamed and angry. Of course, Xiao Tian is also one of these people.

Of course, Xiao Tian is not jealous of losing the opportunity to appear on the camera, but he is not happy with Xiao Qiang's situation of being praised by female journalists. Xiao Qiang is his nemesis. The more beautiful this guy is, the more angry he is.

Before the interview started, several female journalists had already formed a group and competed one after another in order to interview Xiao Qiang first. Zhao Qingyan, who has never made a sound, frowns and seems to be at a loss. After all, she is supposed to be the first time to be a reporter. When she saw these female predecessors fighting for the right to interview each other, she really didn't want to get involved.

"Zhao Qingyan, what are you doing? Report yourself and join the competition! You should take advantage of this interview opportunity. This is Beihai TV's great trust in you! " Standing behind Zhao Qingyan, the cameraman saw that she was still dumbfounded and speechless, and said, "although you write well, the female reporters also attach great importance to the interview ability. The report of Beihai TV station on the National Wushu competition is a proof of your ability in front of the leaders. If you don't fight, you will never be able to become a full-time intern!"

"I..." Zhao Qingyan opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to open her mouth. Indeed, if she is someone else, she can really press her own character of being independent from the world and participate in the "war" of seizing the right to interview. After all, since you choose this major, you must abide by the rules of this profession. But the interviewee is Xiao Qiang, who is familiar with her, which makes her feel very embarrassed and unavoidably absent-minded for a while.