"Little girl, you have to think clearly!"
Qian Ming has been a lecturer for so long, and he has long understood student psychology.
For a little girl like Ge Xiaoxiao, she has better control.
"Yeah, don't let yourself be speechless just because you are young, otherwise you will cause disaster in the future!"
In the front row, a person said quietly.
"If you don't have time to leave now, we can assume you haven't been here."
The other person also said coldly.
After a few words, Ge Xiaoxiao panicked even more.
Knowing the news at the beginning, she just came here with passion and wanted to confront Wu Jingyu face to face.
She did not expect that she would be targeted and threatened by so many people.
At a critical moment, a commercial vehicle parked on the side.
A team of capable personnel rushed out of the car and raced against the clock to set up a stand next to it, place tables and chairs, and place drinks.
The people at the press conference here were surprised.
what happened?
Another press conference appeared next to him?
Wu Jingyu's expression darkened for the first time.
He felt vaguely in his heart that the direction of the matter seemed to be out of his grasp.
But after all, Wu Jingyu is a smooth veteran who has been polished for many years in the official career.
He immediately bowed his hand to the staff over there and smiled nicely, "What are you guys doing? Is there any press conference to be held?"
"Hahaha, it's fate, I didn't expect someone to hold a press conference with me."
He kept talking in his heart.
Don't be Ye Yang.
Don't be Ye Yang!
But those people ignored him.
A young man looked up at him, his eyes full of sympathy and pity.
But he was quickly pressed down by an old man next to him.
A dead silence.
Everyone felt wrong this time.
Ge Xiaoxiao broke free of the security control and stared at the door of the commercial vehicle.
Her heart was pounding.
Could it be that person?
He came in person?
He also wants to hold a press conference? !
"Ms. Wu, it's been a long time since I saw you."
A loud laugh suddenly sounded, and Ye Yang strode out of the commercial car with his head high.
Behind him were Yang Yan, Xi Yuhu, Feng Yu and other teachers of Beijing College.
All members cast their sights.
All staff are indifferent!
Wu Jingyu only felt cold in his heart.
Damn it.
Hasn't the relationship been established?
It stands to reason that the approval of Shangjing College is impossible at all!
But why did this happen? !
The construction of the conference is extremely fast.
When Ye Yang stepped onto the stands, everything had been completed.
All personnel boarded and left.
Then one after another TV cars stopped on the street like a dash.
Hanzhou TV Station.
Shangjing local TV station.
Han River Local Television Station.
...
Almost all Hanzhou TV stations are here!
Before Ye Yang could speak, a group of reporters shot Ye Yang with big guns and small cannons.
If Ye Yang were an ordinary person, the flashlight alone would be enough to blind him.
The reporter friends at the press conference nearby were all dumbfounded.
Hold the grass this battle.
Hold the momentum of grass.
It's too scary.
When can our colleagues gather so many people at once?
Walk around, let's go over and take a look!
Then, the reporter at Wu Jingyu's press conference also ran over with long guns and short cannons.
Wu Jingyu's teeth were crunching, but he had to pretend to be kind.
"Master Ye, what exactly is the 9th-order formation you plan to contribute? Can you tell us more about the effect?"
A female reporter asked straightforwardly.