"I have watched this kid grow up in Yi Xing. This kid has been smart since he was a child!"
"This kid has been able to read since he was a child and can write an article in one minute. He is the reincarnation of Wenquxing!"
"His parents are both farmers, and he will be in trouble!"
"You know how old he is at the age of three, okay. When he was three years old, he was very quiet. What is this called? This is called stability. At that time, I thought he had a lot of potential!"
One after another, reporters found Zhang Jiatang, but the door to Zhang and his family's home was closed. After asking, they found out that the family had all gone out early in the morning.
Zhaojiacun Primary School also welcomed several reporters who came to interview, which made Zhao Junyi extremely happy.
He led the reporters to visit Zhang Yixing's current class, introduced Zhang Yixing's outstanding classmates, and also went to the kindergarten classroom to reminisce about Zhang Yixing's kindergarten time.
In particular, he did not forget to tell how he had a keen eye for recognizing talents and spent a lot of energy on cultivating Zhang Yixing.
So in the end, the reporters had to secretly turn off the cameras.
For two consecutive days, reporters did not see Zhang Yixing, the person involved, but they roughly pieced together Zhang Yixing's growth experience from various fragmentary channels.
Some reporters simply wrote special articles based on the pieced together content, and did not forget to include a photo of the wall of the Yixing's courtyard, and even included a photo of Zhao Junyi.
Just when the reporters were about to give up, news came out from Yueshan TV station that Zhang and his party were going to hold a press conference three days later, and the location was set to be in the studio hall of Yueshan TV station.
All of a sudden, all the reporters stranded in Luocheng County flocked to Yueshan City TV Station.
…
"Hey, Sister Na, I'm Zhang Yixing!"
"Oh, oh, Yinxing, wait a minute, I'll call Sister Na."
Zhang Yixing hummed, and after waiting for a while, Naying's rough voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Yixing, is this your phone number?"
"No, Sister Na, I made the call from Yueshan TV Station!"
"Hahaha, you are still sweet-tongued and called me Sister Na. The day before yesterday, I met a child actor and he actually called me aunt. He also said that I looked like his mother. His mother, damn, was so angry that I almost wanted to slap him. !”
Zhang Yixing curled his lips and thought to himself: You are not just an aunt!
"Sister Na, that's it. I'm going to hold a press conference tomorrow and will reveal part of what happened that day. Do you have any requirements?"
"Oh, this is a good thing. I wanted to ask you to cooperate, just to help me fuel the fire. As long as you remember to keep the lyrics and prices confidential, you can brag about the rest!"
"Okay, then I get it!"
"Okay, I'll hang up now, I'm busy! Du~du~du~"
Hearing the busy signal from the phone over there, Zhang Yixing also put down the phone.
Zhou Xingguo leaned next to the phone and exclaimed excitedly: "Oh, Yi Xing, it's really Naying, she is so irritable!"
Zhang Yixing nodded and reminded: "Just know it yourself, but don't go out and talk nonsense."
"Haha, I know, I know."
After making the call, Zhou Xingguo sent Zhang and his party back to the dormitory, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.
Before dawn the next day, Yueshan TV staff appeared in the studio hall to check the venue equipment again to avoid making a joke in front of many media peers.
Although everyone is busy, they are obviously more excited. After all, in a small city like Yueshan, there may not be such excitement in several years.
The reporters from Yueshan TV Station also occupied a prime position early and set up their long guns and short guns.
The press conference is scheduled to officially start at nine o'clock.
After seven o'clock, reporters began to enter the venue one after another. At eight o'clock, all seats were filled. At nine o'clock, there was no room to stand in the entire venue.
Zhang and his party entered the venue at nine o'clock and sat in the middle of the stage. Director Wang also sat on the stage. She was arranged to step in and deal with emergencies. After all, Zhang Yixing was only seven years old.
Chen Fei, the gold medal host of Yueshan TV, was invited to be the host of this conference and control the rhythm of the conference.
As Zhang and his entourage entered the venue, the venue was buzzing and flickering, like flash bombs being thrown, making people unable to open their eyes.
Zhang Yixing closed his eyes, took the microphone and coughed, and the room fell silent.
Director Wang originally thought that Zhang and his party would be nervous when facing so many media. Seeing his actions at this time, he felt relieved and thought that maybe he didn't need to come.
Even the host Chen Fei couldn't help but praise her in her heart, and many reporters in the audience looked at each other, but they were thinking in their hearts:
It seems like someone has specially trained this child!
Chen Fei took the microphone and walked to the stage and started:
"Hello everyone, I am Chen Fei, the host of this press conference! Thank you very much to all the media friends for coming. For this press conference, I hope that all colleagues will abide by the order of the conference, interview and speak in accordance with the procedures, and adhere to the principle of seeking truth from facts. Conduct news reports. Now I announce that the press conference has officially begun. First, Zhang and his party will be invited to speak, and then we will enter the question and answer session."
Zhang Yixing picked up the microphone, looked around the audience, and suddenly grinned: "I'm still a child. Please don't embarrass me, brothers and sisters!"
"Hahaha~"...
"Hahaha~"...
The originally quiet venue burst into laughter, mixed with the sounds of clicking and clicking.
Zhang Yixing pressed his palms to signal everyone to be quiet, and then continued: "Thank you brothers and sisters for coming. In this press conference, I will mainly talk about two things. The first one is about Sister Na buying lyrics from me. This matter ~It’s true!”
"boom!"
There was a sudden noise in the venue, with the sounds of taking photos, surprises, discussions, and gasps intertwined together, one after another.
Some reporters couldn't help but stood up to ask questions, but Chen Fei quickly reminded them to silence them. It took a while for the venue to become quiet again.
Zhang Yixing continued: "The second thing is that Shi Dazhu recently held a press conference and invited me to write advertising slogans. I have been thinking about it these past few days, and I really have some inspiration."
"I have written the following advertising slogans. You can listen to them. I also ask Mr. Shi Dazhu to hear whether they are appropriate."
"Principle 1: Honor your parents, you will have a lot of money!"
"Principle 2: When giving gifts to bring health, choose Brain Money!"
"Article 3: No gifts will be accepted during the holidays this year. All gifts will be accepted!"
In order to prevent Shi Dazhu from being frightened, Zhang and his party specially prepared three slogans and hid the most classic one among them.
But after saying these few words of advertisement, the audience fell silent for a moment, and then suddenly fell into a burst of laughter.
People who were originally surprised by Zhang and his party's calm speech were now thinking in their hearts: What kind of crappy advertisement is this!
After all, he is still a child. How can an adult write such a mindless and illogical advertisement?
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"You don't accept gifts, why do you accept hundreds of gold?"
"Can I get one million for this advertising slogan? Hahaha..."
“Isn’t the lyrics Naying bought also a children’s song?”
"This kid made me laugh to death. It's obvious that Shi Dazhu is trying to trick people, so why did he still jump in?"
Zhang and his party didn't care about the comments below, they just said in their hearts:
Shi Dazhu, Shi Dazhu, one million, one million!
