At the age of ten, I was a professional prodigal and refused to accept it.

Chapter 8 what?The ten-year-old kid made the reporter cry?
"Investing in gold?" Reporter Wang, who was carrying a camera in the last row, sneered when he heard the words: "Some people say that this kid is a child prodigy, but I didn't believe it at first. I came to see it today. It's obviously hype."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Reporter Wang stiffened his neck, his face full of arrogance.

"I have a friend in the financial industry who told me that gold will continue to fall in the next few months. Now that villagers are allowed to invest in gold, wouldn't the hard-earned money of the villagers be wasted?"

"Peasants in the village are not as expensive as those in the city."

As he said that, Reporter Wang talked endlessly about K-line, financial investment, etc., which attracted everyone's conviction.

"Does he look more reliable than that kid from the Guo family? He speaks clearly and logically, and his strength should be good." A middle-aged man spoke to the person next to him.

"It's hard to say. The kid from the Guo family also made 200 million from investing in Coptis chinensis before, which no one else could have imagined."

"I see, it's a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. The reporter's friend has been working in the financial industry for several years, and he is no different than a ten-year-old child." Another person interjected.

When the three of them were whispering, a large group of people surrounded them.

"Yes, yes, Xiaotian is only a ten-year-old child after all."

The weakness of human beings is that they will add an affirmative tone to their doubts about untrustworthy people, and then let the brain turn doubts into affirmations.

They think that a person who has invested in the financial world for several years will have a higher IQ than a ten-year-old child anyway.

When these people questioned Guo Xiaotian, the smile on Huang Rong's face gradually disappeared.

"Since you don't trust my son, don't ask my child about investment in the future." Huang Rong couldn't bear it.

Mothers are afraid that their children will develop too early, but they never question their sons.

Hearing others talking about his son, I wanted to pick up a broom and drive these people out.

Huang Rong's voice was so loud that the discussion in the crowd stopped abruptly.

"Xiaotian's mother, how can you say that about us, we are also for the good of the children."

"Yes, yes, we are also happy that the child has made money by investing once, but he is still young after all, and he is easy to be proud. He should listen to the adults more..."

Without waiting for these people to continue talking, Huang Rong stepped forward.

"Get off, get off!" Huang Rong made a gesture to hit the nearest person.

"We're doing it for Xiao Tian's sake. Look at you, you're really unreasonable!" The surrounding villages wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Huang Rong's appearance, they didn't dare to go up.

When the villagers dispersed, the photographer smiled disdainfully.

When he came to Peach Blossom Town, he was even more sure that Guo Xiaotian's fame was a complete hype.

Exposure must be exposed.

Thinking of this, Reporter Wang hurriedly packed up his camera and took a few more photos.

"Old Zhang." Reporter Wang called.

"It's Xiao Wang, what's the matter? Are you going to buy me a buffet again?" A middle-aged man's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Today we don't eat the buffet, we have to eat a big meal." Reporter Wang, who thought he had captured the key news, was full of joy at the moment.

"Hey, what did you capture again? So happy?" The man called Lao Zhang smiled and said, "You really have the material to be a reporter. You have taken more than a dozen shocking shots in two years of work. Big news for eyeballs."

"The news I captured this time is even bigger than the previous dozen or so times. As long as it is produced well, it will definitely make headlines on the Internet and let the whole country see it."

Lao Zhang was still listening with a smile on his face, but he immediately stood up when he heard Reporter Wang say that there was a 'big event'.

"You won't go for an unannounced visit, will you?" Lao Zhang held the phone, his voice a little nervous.

Reporter Wang threw the camera to the back of the car, crossed his legs and said, "Old Zhang, what are you doing so nervous? I'm shooting social news, not unannounced visits."

"You scared me to death. No, what on earth are you taking pictures that can make you treat me to a big meal."

"When this incident broke out, it definitely made headlines. Let me tell you this. After my field visits, the so-called ten-year-old prodigy is a fake." Reporter Wang was triumphant.

Reporter Wang told Lao Zhang all the pictures and what happened, and Lao Zhang slapped his thigh happily.

"I'm going. You've captured big news. Don't treat me to dinner tonight. I'll ask the editor-in-chief to treat our department to a big meal."

"Okay, I'll go right back."

Just when he was about to leave, he was horrified to find that there was a ten-year-old child sitting in the co-pilot.

"When did you come up?" Reporter Wang's face was pale, as if he had encountered a ghost.

Guo Xiaotian grinned at him.

"I'm just a ten-year-old kid, why are you nervous?" Guo Xiaotian said, "How about we make a bet?"

Speaking adult words from a ten-year-old child made Reporter Wang even more nervous.

"Bet, bet... What is there for me to bet with you, a ten-year-old kid, and why should I bet with you?" Reporter Wang stuttered nervously.

"If gold goes up in the next week, and you publicly apologize to me on the Internet, if you don't apologize, I will expose all your actions." Guo Xiaotian said with a smile: "Although it is not good to expose you, but I think you shouldn't care about a child like me, right?"

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Reporter Wang was dumbfounded at the time.

After Guo Xiao got out of the car, Reporter Wang's van felt like a sports car for the first time.The wheels are almost smoking.

"Son, what are you looking at here?"

Huang Rong just went to the garage to drive, and when he came back, he saw Guo Xiaotian staring at the end of the road in a daze.

"It's nothing." Guo Xiaotian said, "Mom, let's go to the hospital quickly."

"I thought something was wrong with you." Huang Rong did not doubt him.

Municipal People's Hospital.

"The children are very brave. They dare to face the CT equipment. This is a reward." The doctor in the white coat took out a lollipop from the drawer and gave one to Guo Xiaotian.

Guo Xiaotian said: "Sister, I rarely eat candy, but thank you anyway, you are really an angel in white."

The doctor in the white coat looked at Guo Xiaotian and smiled happily.

"If I had a younger brother like you, I would be so happy." The doctor in the white coat had a doting smile on his face.

"Doctor, how is my son?" Huang Rong asked nervously.

The doctor in the white coat gave a 'puchi' smile.

"You can tell by my expression, your son is very healthy." The doctor half-jokingly said: "There is no sign of premature maturity."

Hearing this, Huang Rong felt relieved.

"He tested the high school questions yesterday, and he was all right. I'm just afraid that his development will be too early, which will affect his health." Huang Rong explained.

The doctor in the white coat still had a smile on his face.

"Being a mother is actually similar to a doctor. We are not afraid of the child's health, but are afraid of the child's illness. When the child is healthy, we are happier than anyone else."

Huang Rong chatted with the white coat doctor for a while before leaving.

Before leaving, Guo Xiaotian suddenly turned around and said to the doctor in white coat: "Sister, if you want to buy funds, I suggest you start with gold, it's okay to buy more."

After speaking, Guo Xiaotian and Huang Rong left.

"Thank you little brother, I will buy it."

The doctor in the white coat thought about Guo Xiaotian's words, and then smiled.

"Gold? Just buy some." The white coat turned on the phone.