When Douluo's stars shine

As the saying goes: nothing happens and nothing matters.Wang Xing felt refreshed and comfortable after walking out of Shrek Academy.

There were no tasks, and there was no more knowledge to delve into. Emperor Xueye resumed his personal rule in the palace, and Tang San fully managed Shrek Academy. The only thing he had to do was to wait for a year to return to the Spirit Hall.Anyway, Jiang Ziyi, the tool man, will take care of the daily chores in the Prince's Mansion, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

There has never been such a relaxing time in more than 20 years.In the past, he was either busy with studies and work, or busy with cultivation and official duties.But now these are far away from Wang Xing, and he even has the urge to hum a little song.

However, Wang Xing's happy mood did not last long before he was interrupted by a noisy voice.

"Mr. Wang Xing! Mr. Wang Xing!"

A strange man in a black tuxedo panted and ran to Wang Xing to stop him: "Mr. Wang Xing, do you have time now? I am a reporter from Tiandou Daily and I want to interview you."

"you are?"

Wang Xing looked at this familiar reporter and felt that his voice was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"My name is Wu Wuya, do you remember it? I was the one who commented on your game in the Great Soul Fighting Arena..."

"Big Soul Fighting Arena? Are you the host of the Crow Martial Spirit?"

Wang Xing tried hard to recall the battle that year, and the annoying figure flying in the sky gradually overlapped with the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Why did you change your career to become a reporter if you didn't want to be the host of the Great Spirit Arena?"

Hearing this, Wu Wuya's face turned bitter, and he beat his chest and said: "You don't know, our big spirit fighting arena has been having a hard time these years! Then Tang San sold hidden weapons in large quantities, and now the spirit fighting arena is full of hidden weapons all day long. Shoot, there is no serious fighting at all. The key point is that Tang San said that it is convenient to experiment with the power of hidden weapons, and it is not easy to ban hidden weapons directly in the spirit fighting arena. What do you think this is..."

Wang Xing smiled and said: "Hidden weapons are just hidden weapons. Anyway, there are only a few hidden weapons sold by Tang San. Wouldn't it be easier for you to explain them?"

"Don't make fun of me. My explanation is easy, but the audience doesn't like to watch it! At the beginning, there was a volley of fire from both sides. Either one side fell and the other stood, or both sides fell together. It was really boring. .So no one likes to come to the Soul Fighting Arena to watch games recently, and I can’t get much of the commission. After thinking about it, I just decided to change jobs and become a news reporter.”

Wu Wuya complained endlessly.Who would want to change careers and become a reporter if they really couldn't survive?However, the income of the Big Fighting Arena was so sluggish that he couldn't even afford milk powder for his children if he stayed any longer, so he could only rely on his friends to work as a reporter to run errands.Fortunately, Crow Wuhun is quite suitable for the profession of reporter, and he is quite adaptable to his new job.

Wang Xing nodded: "Well, your story moved me very much, so... I refuse to accept your interview. Farewell."

After saying that, Wang Xing walked away.Wu Wuya's game commentary back then was a mess, which left a deep bad impression on Wang Xing. Now he wants to interview him. How is it possible?

Wu Wuya's eyes lit up when he was sternly rejected.He quickly took out a small notebook and wrote on it, mumbling: "Wuzi year, August [-]th, autumn. Faced with the upcoming Soul Master Competition, Wang Xing refused to be interviewed by reporters on the street. He was talking about the upcoming Soul Master Competition. Tang San is not confident in participating in the competition, or is he afraid that newcomers will steal his reputation? Our reporter Wu Wuya will continue to follow up the report..."

Wang Xing didn't look back: "The editor-in-chief of Tiandou Daily has a close relationship with His Highness the Crown Prince. I suggest you think about your wording again."

"Oh, I'm kidding!" Wu Wuya hurriedly followed Wang Xing, "Just let me do the interview. My boss is busy urging me to write an explosive press release..."

"Stay there for a while, I'm busy."

Although Wang Xing refused in every possible way, Wu Wuya still followed him shamelessly.Wang Xing couldn't do it directly without reaching out to hit the smiling man. He could only wait until he reached the entrance of the palace and ordered the guards to drag the over-enthusiastic reporter away.

"You can't do this! You are killing press freedom!"

Two tall and thick royal guards each lifted one of Wu Wuya's arms and dragged him out like a chicken. Their black leather shoes left two shallow drag marks on the ground.

Finally clean.Wang Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

But what Wang Xing didn't expect was that Wu Wuya was even more annoying than he thought, and he stayed at the entrance of the palace for more than a month.Every time Wang Xing goes out, he sticks to him like a piece of brown candy and can't get rid of it.In the end, Wang Xing was left with no choice but to make a few high-sounding clichés and send him away as part of the interview.

A few days later, a huge article appeared: "Exclusive interview! Wang Xing, the champion of the last Soul Master Competition, expressed his patriotism and his ardent expectations for Tang San..."

Wang Xing looked confused when he got the newspaper from the newsboy.What the hell?I remember I just said a few words, "Come on Tiandou" and "Looking forward to the Soul Master Competition", right?How did it become like this?

But this might numb Xue Xing and Tang San's nerves, which is probably a good thing.

"What's the news today? Show me."

Qian Renxue quietly walked up to Wang Xing and grabbed the newspaper, "Patriotic young Wang Xing...what, you want to be a double agent now?"

"No way, it's just Wu Wuya who made it up. Let me tell you, his talent as a reporter is much higher than that of a host. Not every reporter can grasp this kind of enthusiasm that comes out of nothing."

"Now Tiandou praises you so highly, I don't know how to scold you in the future. Although you don't seem to care about this." Qian Renxue closed the newspaper nonchalantly, "By the way, Ning Rongrong said he wanted to see you. "

"Rongrong? That's right. I haven't seen you for more than a month."

Qian Renxue chuckled lightly: "I think she seems to be interested in you. How about you sacrifice your appearance and win over the Qibao Glazed Sect?"

"Forget it, I don't have that kind of intention...Besides, how can the Qibao Glazed Sect be won over by such trivial tricks?"

Wang Xing ignored Qian Renxue’s joke.If he really wanted to do it, he would have to call Ning Fengzhi dad now, but as a gentleman, he couldn't deceive other people's feelings.At the beginning, he had made it clear to Xue Jinchai and Caiyun in advance so that they could get together and part ways.

Forget it, why are you thinking about so many useless things?Wang Xing shook his head.Since Ning Rongrong said she wanted to see him, she should take the time to go there.Now that Ning Rongrong has grown up, she won't look for him for no reason. Maybe there is something important?

Fortunately, Wang Xing has a lot of free time.Within a few days, he took the time to set off and set foot on the familiar road to Shrek Academy.

It was a beautiful day, the birds were singing and the flowers were blooming.On a beautiful day like this, Wang Xing couldn't help but smile brightly.

Far away in the bamboo forest of Shrek Academy, Ning Rongrong was sitting quietly holding a tea cup, waiting anxiously for the arrival of that familiar figure.