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Chapter 269 Why bother with a mad dog!

The Huaxia Poetry Competition has ended perfectly.

Strictly speaking, there are still a little flaws.

Because after the championship trophy and certificate were announced, Rong Yichen, who won the runner-up, waved his hand, did not receive the runner-up trophy, and left quickly with a sullen face. In the first Huaxia Poetry Competition, neither the runner-up nor the third place was produced!

If it is a previous competition, this will definitely cause some waves and news.

However, this year, there was an immortal player like Bai Shun who overwhelmed the crowd and was extremely powerful. The topic of discussion was all focused on Bai Shun. How could anyone pay attention to the situation of the runner-up and third runner-up!
I don't know if the media is also paying close attention to this year's Huaxia Poetry Competition.

When Bai Shun and others walked out of the Shangjing Auditorium one after another.

The eyes of countless media reporters who had been waiting not far away suddenly lit up, like sharks smelling fishy, ​​they all rushed over!
In an instant!
Bai Shun was surrounded by reporters, and the flashing lights almost blinded Bai Shun's eyes.

"Mr. Bai Shun, how long have you been studying poetry?"

"Mr. Bai Shun, can you talk about the cultivation of literary literacy, what is the most efficient and fastest way?"

"Mr. Bai Shun, there are already rumors outside that you are the reincarnation of Shixian. What do you think about this issue?"

"Mr. Bai Shun..."

"..."

In order to get first-hand information, many media reporters kept squeezing around, handing the microphone to Bai Shun as they squeezed. From time to time, the microphones collided frequently, but it was the adjacent reporters who were grabbing the position of Bai Shun's mouth.

To tell the truth.

This was the first time that Bai Shun was surrounded by so many reporters in real life. You should know that this kind of treatment is usually only given to big stars.

So even though these people were getting in the way, Bai Shun calmed down and patiently answered the reporters' questions one by one.

On the side, the leaders and colleagues of the legal channel who were squeezed out watched this scene with a smile.

"Not to mention, Xiaobai has the airs of a big star."

Qiancang smashed his mouth and said cheerfully.

"With Xiaobai's talent and learning, it will be a matter of time before he soars into the sky and becomes famous in the Dragon Kingdom."

Director Zhong Rui nodded with a smile.

In other words, if a host like Quan Huiming is popular in the entertainment industry on their channel, then he will be more face-saving!

"Hey, I'm also looking forward to how far Xiaobai can develop in the future."

Zhou Zefa said in a low voice.

Zhong Rui smiled: "Anyway, the end point will definitely not be low, and Xiaobai's luck in this meeting is not bad. There are no gossip reporters and entertainment reporters making random interviews, and they all ask serious questions."

The crowd nodded.

Bai Shun was also happy in his heart.

When being interviewed, the most troublesome thing is to meet those unscrupulous reporters, who dare to ask anything for the sake of making money and news, and some even turn black and white, create something out of nothing, and hate it.

Bai Shun was secretly rejoicing, but in the next second, an untimely voice rang in his ears.

"Mr. Bai Shun, do you think you are ugly?"

Looking up, he saw a middle-aged man with a beard holding a microphone and looking at him with a smile on his face.

Bai Shun frowned inaudibly.

Zhong Rui and the others on the side also looked a little unhappy.

What is this reporter doing, how can he ask such a question that implies personal attack? !
They praised the quality of the reporters who interviewed Bai Shun just now, but suddenly a fool jumped out? !
subconsciously.

Zhong Rui and the others turned their attention to Bai Shun.

On the side of the road, some spectators who hadn't left yet stopped in their tracks when they saw such a thing, and looked at Bai Shun curiously, wondering how Bai Shun would deal with such a tricky question from the thorny reporter.

Bai Shun glanced at the bearded middle-aged man, his expression unchanged.

"I think this is a question worth pondering. From an aesthetic point of view, there are a thousand views of beauty and ugliness in the eyes of a thousand people. So there is no need to be too entangled in what is beautiful and what is ugly."

"Then, does Mr. Bai Shun think he is beautiful or ugly?"

The bearded middle-aged reporter was obviously dissatisfied with Bai Shun's answer and asked again.

Bai Shun frowned slightly again, but said calmly.

"Whether it looks good or not is actually a feeling, a kind of consciousness. From the perspective of materialism, the origin of this world is matter, and matter has a decisive effect on consciousness, and consciousness is the reaction to matter.

Therefore, our views on beauty and ugliness are actually influenced by this objective world. Under different historical conditions and cultural backgrounds, human beings have different standards for beauty and ugliness. Your question is nonsense! "

"Wow~"

Speaking of this, the crowd on the side couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

look~
This shit is awesome!

As expected of a great talent, he even answered questions from unscrupulous reporters in such a high-end manner, and refused with such grace.

That's right.

Anyone with a brain should be able to tell from Bai Shun's two answers now that Bai Shun doesn't want to talk directly about whether he is ugly or not. It is enough to give the reporter face by replying so calmly twice. It is a person who is generally not very well-mannered. He might have exploded in anger a long time ago, and it is not impossible to beat that unscrupulous reporter.

Just when everyone thought that the matter had come to an end, they never thought that the unscrupulous reporter was really a fool, so they asked again unwillingly.

"Mr. Bai Shun, please don't avoid my question. Do you think you are ugly?"

Ok? !

This time, no matter how well-bred Bai Shun was, he was a little angry.

And, faintly, Bai Shun sensed an unusual smell.

This bearded middle-aged reporter is either really dumbfounded, or he's here to find fault!

The probability of the former is very low, nonsense, this guy is not young, if he has been so stunned in this line of work, he would have been beaten to death long ago, so the answer is obvious!

Just come here to deliberately cause trouble!

Bai Shun's thinking was very quick, and he thought of this idea in an instant!

at the same time.

Relying on his mental power beyond ordinary people, he vaguely felt a gloating gaze in his gaze.

Taking a casual glance, Bai Shun saw a familiar shadow secretly watching from the crowd not far away.

This person is surprisingly Rong Yichen!
Good guy!
Did you find this stupefied young reporter who disgusts me?

The Huaxia Poetry Contest was swept by Bai Shun with an overwhelming advantage. All the contestants including Rong Yichen and other finalists from the Shangjing Writers Association did not know about it, but Rong Yichen must have lost his face consciously!

But if you can't get back on the right side, you're just playing dirty in secret, right?

Bai Shun's expression turned cold.

Since you are looking for faults, don't blame me for being rude!

"Mr. Bai Shun, please answer my question!"

The bearded reporter was in a hurry to ask questions.

Bai Shun sneered, knowing the inside story, he didn't even look at the fault-finding reporter, and strode away from the crowd.

"Hey, Mr. Bai Shun, why did you leave without answering my question? What do you mean, look down on me!"

Bai Shun paused, turned his head and looked at the unscrupulous reporter indifferently.

"Tell you a story, listen carefully, then you should be able to understand why I just left."

"what?"

Bai Shun said lightly.

"When the tiger saw a mad dog, he turned around and left. The little tiger beside him felt very strange, and asked, "Father, you dare to fight a lion and compete with a cheetah. Why do you want to avoid a mad dog? It's too embarrassing."

The tiger looked at the cub and asked, "Son, is it an honor to beat a mad dog?" '

The little tiger shook his head again and again.

The tiger asked again: "Then let the mad dog bite, is it bad luck?" '

The little tiger nodded repeatedly.

'In that case, why should we bother with a mad dog? '"

After Bai Shun finished speaking, the face of the bearded middle-aged reporter turned black!
On a horse!
Are you calling him a mad dog?
(End of this chapter)