Chapter two hundred and forty, interviews with journalists (part I)

Probably is hears the master to scold, rises from the Martial Arts Field Li boren a face to be forced, hurriedly runs to the referee stand side with the master to explain.

Master, listen to me, that girl has suddenly become a powerful Harvard

"Get out! "

The five masterminds worked together in concert, and went so far as to fly over the wall of the not-so-spacious referee's platform. From different angles at the same time, they gave uncle a kick and kicked him out, while they were still able to keep from falling off the referee's platform, can quickly return to the seat in front of the full display as the clan master should have a strong means.

Li Boren felt short of breath, spit blood, exit. He was knocked out of the winners'group, and now he's supposed to be in the losers'group, not out of the competition. But he walked out, probably dead inside.

Lu ran was coming over from the commentary table, and seeing that uncle Li was so wasted and discouraged, he patted him on the shoulder to show his comfort and his gratitude. After all, it's cannon fodder for his help.

After seeing off Li Boren, Lu ran was in a good mood and Sukiyaki was on the referee's bench.

"uh-huh. "

He Hummed A, did not speak, so quietly looking at the five masters. The original intention is to count on the five to be a bit more self-conscious to fulfill the bet just now. But did not expect to see half a cup of tea Kungfu, from around the different directions looked half a day, five people just keep changing the line of sight, for the scenery.

Pretend? You dare to pretend in front of me?

"Zhang Feng! " He suddenly shouted, let Zhang Feng in the chair straight shiver a bit.

"uh-huh, cousin Zhang. " After the roar, he resumed his tenderness: "Cousin Zhang, my wife has told me many times about you, that you are a very trustworthy person, is a man

"Ah? Is it? Original cousin to my impression so good? " Zhang Fengle road, the mouth almost closed.

"Well, that's for sure. So, you remember the bet, right? "

"Oh, yes, yes. "

"that still doesn't quickly come to under the PLATFORM UNDRESS GO? " Lu Ran said a grab his dagger, whispered in his ear a sentence: "You rest assured, your spirit back to you. "

It was given to Zhang Feng after he had won a bet in the alley of the alchemist's shop. Although now won again, but Zhang Feng so like, still give him again, otherwise this product always gives him trouble to go against him.

The flesh presses, after Zhang Feng listened to cooperate very much, hurriedly runs to the judgment table under take off what of Defense, goes up to teach Lu ran.

These are two days ago from the Fengran Lingqifu bought a brand-new Lingqifu, glittering, pure spirit.

He took to the other four people in front of the wave, slightly positive color: "everyone, Zhang Childe have handed over, you also cooperate with it. "

Coo!

The four of them looked at each other with a solemn expression. Reluctantly, but very slowly, he got up, went under the table and took off his armor.

Bang, Bang!

All four of them threw the apparitions they were wearing onto the stage, making a clear and melodious sound.

"Huh? Weapons, too. Come on! "

Ding-dong!

Two swords and a fan fell to the ground, beating out a more clear and pleasant sound, attracted many people in the audience nearby differences and comments.

"Holy Shit, look at that. What is that? "

"Why did the leaders of the Heavenly Sword clan throw out sabre? Why did they let Lu Tong take it away? "

"Oh, boy, they didn't lose a bet, did they? "

"Well, I think it is true. My God, how cruel is Lord Lu Tang when the weapons of both the emperor and the Xuanling clan have been exported? "

"Did you just learn that Master Lu is a tough guy? "

......

Because it was close, the experts on the judging table heard everyone's comments, one after another, their faces were hot, and they wished they could all learn to be like Shang Guangjie and wear a hat with a scarf hanging at the brim.

In fact, Shangguangjie at the moment is also very ashamed and indignant, because the scarf simply does not work, too thin, just a simple decorative role, can not block the face. Even the blush was still visible.

Lu Ran with a large number of armor, holding four weapons in his hands, smiled and handed the stage to Ge Fei, let him take the audience area of the elders of the flowing water to show them the seats, what they like just take away.

The main leaders of the clan, such as the master, the elder, and so on, have now also through the door subsidies half-price way, from the Fengran Lingqi House to buy a full set of armor. However, other elders do not have the financial resources, Zongmen also do not have that much money temporarily subsidies, so also basically wearing Fengran Lingqifu on a generation of xuanji supplies.

See a lot of high-grade goods and even the ground-grade products of the protective equipment appear, you elders micro-zheng, immediately began to rob. When they went out to catch Daemons, they had suffered a great loss because of their own weakness. Now something good is coming to them. Isn't that beautiful?

As for the two swords and the fan, they were not to be used. Especially after seeing the name above, I found that it was actually led by Tianjianzong and Xuanling religion. I dare not use it, only let ge Fei send it back.

It was impossible to send it back. Ge Fei, in a flash, walked through the two-seat area to the place where Tianjianzong and Xuanling disciples gathered and started the auction.

"Here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here

"Holy Shit, the... the master's gear? "

It's a scramble. Here we go.

Beside the temporary auction area, reporters from the Huai City daily carried the historic story to the front page of the next day's edition, frantically registering it in a small notebook. Later, of course.

Soon, it was noon, the tournament was suspended, and everyone ate lunch boxes on the spot.

Lu ran is now a wealthy man, a box lunch or something. He and Zhou Yun together, to the square outside the Zhangji beef shop to eat noodles, under the name of Zhou Childe welcome dust.

As for what they talked about over noodles, there was no way of knowing. According to "Huaizhou city anecdotes" later version of the "peripheral evidence" provided by the shop staff information, Lu ran into the shop when the wallet is empty, but out when the wallet is very rich. Zhou Yunfeng, on the other hand, is just the opposite.

In the afternoon, the game continued until the evening break.

The next day, the game went on.

And a few days ago different, today when the crowd in the entrance to the trouble, because "Huai City daily" reporters are particularly arrogant, even in the door immediately arrested interview.

Ordinary people come in, and there's no stopping them, but when it comes to the important people, they're taken to one side.

At the entrance, two staff members in Huai Cheng daily uniforms stood with small loudspeakers in each hand. Behind them, two tables are set up, and several professional copycats are frantically checking in.

"Miss Nangong, please stay! We are reporters from the Huai Cheng daily and would like to interview you. I hope you don't mind. "

"This... "

To tell the truth, Nangong Jiner was once very enthusiastic to the reporters and fans, and is still enthusiastic now, but the enthusiasm is obviously not as before. This can not blame her too hard-hearted, can only blame too many fans too many reporters, all kinds of interview signature is too much, sometimes affect her normal life.

But here is the election of the mayor of Nanshan town, in the presence of so many people, she is really embarrassed to kiss the reporter's hand.

"All right, then. Save Your questions. I've got a game to get into. "

"All right, Miss Nangong, don't worry, we'll pick up a few key questions, you just have to answer them briefly. By the way, Lord Lu, you stay here, too? Lord Lu... perhaps Lord Lu is too distracted, let's go on... "

Clay, of course. This situation he has encountered many times, each time "Huai Cheng daily" reporter said only a few simple interview questions, the results of the big damn only a few, but each contains a lot of small questions, ask the bottom half an hour.

Today although certainly not so long, but I'm sorry, Lu some people are not in the mood to give you this kind of small interview.

"Ms. Nangong, rumor has it that the Xuanling Liu Xiaofei was attracted by your beauty and let you win. Is Your Sexual Orientation Normal? "

"Huh? ... Normal, very normal. "

"Do you know Liu Xiaofei's orientation is normal? How did you beat her? "

"Well... her orientation... I don't know, it should be normal. I just lifted her arm and put it out of the ring. Everyone saw it. "

"But why didn't Liu Xiaofei fight back? "

"I don't... I don't know about that either. Is that it? I'm going in. "

"Miss Nangong, please wait a minute. How did you endure the beating that Li Boren gave you in the match yesterday? Did you suffer any internal injuries? This is a question that many fans are concerned about. "

"No, I wasn't hurt. I couldn't endure it, actually, she suddenly thought of Lu ran mentioned the plan, quickly changed his mouth: "that, is very painful. Oh, you do not know, I have to give up at that time, the other side is strong, I am not a match at all. "

"Are you hurt anywhere? "

"Oh, I. . . Yes, I hurt all over, but it hurts. "

"Ah? Then, Miss Nangong, can you persist today? Why don't you go home and get some rest? "

"No, no, no, Hugh. I want to continue. It's the great spirit of the martial arts. As a fighter, I can not be beaten down by this setback, I have to be strong, even if today will lose the game, I will lose in the martial arts arena, not in bed. All right, I'm really going in. You can interview Master Liang."

South Palace Jin Er said hurriedly leave the reporter, from the entrance drill in.

Liang bin just walked to the entrance, heard South Palace Jin son in said Liang master, have not figured out what the situation, was a reporter seized.