The reporters put down their microphones one by one and sat or stood. Everyone was quiet.
"Can I only be sent to the eighteenth level of hell?" Ganlu continued, slowly raising a pair of watery eyes to look at everyone, "Have I done something wrong and I am no longer worthy of trust? I
Like him, it has nothing to do with whether he is worthy or not, it has nothing to do with what I have done wrong, I like him, that's all."
Ganlu was at a loss, even facing the camera was confused.
She just said what she wanted to say in one sentence.
The hand holding the microphone still had blood on its fingers.
In the silence, a reporter finally asked, "Ms. Gan, I sympathize with your sad past, but the sad history does not mean that you can learn bad things. You said you regret it, and your tears are really not another one that makes everyone sympathize."
Are you just showing off your overflowing heart?"
"..."
After the reporter finished speaking, everyone looked at him with accusations in their eyes.
"I just want to learn well now, I want to make corrections, I want to... bring happiness to the people I like, and nothing else." After all, Ganlu is still young and cannot face the camera freely, her eyes are lowered again, and her fingers are even tighter.
Holding the microphone tightly, "If you insist that this is a show, can I ask you to point all your accusations at me? Because this is a mistake I have made and should not be forced on the Li family."
"Are you trying to clear your name for the Li family? The Li family has given you a lot of funding, right?" The reporter asked sharply again.
"Yes, the Li family gave me a lot of money. If you want to see it, I can show you the account book!"
Ganlu couldn't stand such questions, she was in tears, but almost burst into tears, "Since I was a child, I remember every financial aid the Li family gave me, how much, when and for what purpose.
.They never paid me for the hype!”
Ganlu spoke very excitedly and could no longer maintain the image of a so-called lady.
"..."
There was a longer silence.
The reporter stopped asking questions and everyone fell silent.
But Ganlu didn't know what to say anymore. Everything she needed to say had already been said. Whatever she said would be in vain. People who didn't believe her would still not believe it...
The female public relations manager suddenly walked up quickly and said into the microphone, "Dear media, we also have some videos here for everyone to watch."
After saying that, the female manager pulled down the manna.
Gan Lu looked at her blankly, and the female manager said in her ear, "Ms. Gan, you have done a good job. The public opinion on the Internet has not been as fierce as before since you appeared."
"..."
What did she do?
Ganlu was still confused. She had forgotten what she had said. She was just eager to catch Li Ziting off the stage.
Ganlu turned to look in the direction where Li Ziting was standing, but he had disappeared.
My heart suddenly became panicked.
"Where's Li Ziting?" Ganlu asked nervously.
"Ms. Gan, watch the video." The female manager pointed to the big screen behind the podium.
The face of her teacher, Professor Zhu, appeared on the screen. The background was still in the office. Professor Zhu's face was a little heavy and he said to the camera, "I am Ganlu's teacher. My surname is Zhu. If I hadn't just heard Ganlu's admission, I would have been hard-pressed."
I believe she was once a bad girl. In my eyes, she was admitted to K University with excellent scores. She is a gifted student who is willing to work hard and strive for the best."
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Off-topic: I will continue to celebrate the New Year with everyone on the 33rd. The reporters put down their microphones one by one, sitting or standing, and everyone was quiet.
"Can I only be sent to the eighteenth level of hell?" Ganlu continued, slowly raising a pair of watery eyes to look at everyone, "Have I done something wrong and I am no longer worthy of trust? I
Like him, it has nothing to do with whether he is worthy or not, it has nothing to do with what I have done wrong, I like him, that's all."
Ganlu was at a loss, even facing the camera was confused.
She just said what she wanted to say in one sentence.
The hand holding the microphone still had blood on its fingers.
In the silence, a reporter finally asked, "Ms. Gan, I sympathize with your sad past, but the sad history does not mean that you can learn bad things. You said you regret it, and your tears are really not another one that makes everyone sympathize."
Are you just showing off your overflowing heart?"
"..."
After the reporter finished speaking, everyone looked at him with accusations in their eyes.
"I just want to learn well now, I want to make corrections, I want to... bring happiness to the people I like, and nothing else." After all, Ganlu is still young and cannot face the camera freely, her eyes are lowered again, and her fingers are even tighter.
Holding the microphone tightly, "If you insist that this is a show, can I ask you to point all your accusations at me? Because this is a mistake I have made and should not be forced on the Li family."
"Are you trying to clear your name for the Li family? The Li family has given you a lot of funding, right?" The reporter asked sharply again.
"Yes, the Li family gave me a lot of money. If you want to see it, I can show you the account book!"
Ganlu couldn't stand such questions, she was in tears, but almost burst into tears, "Since I was a child, I remember every financial aid the Li family gave me, how much, when and for what purpose.
.They never paid me for the hype!”
Ganlu spoke very excitedly and could no longer maintain the image of a so-called lady.
"..."
There was a longer silence.
The reporter stopped asking questions and everyone fell silent.
But Ganlu didn't know what to say anymore. Everything she needed to say had already been said. Whatever she said would be in vain. People who didn't believe her would still not believe it...
The female public relations manager suddenly walked up quickly and said into the microphone, "Dear media, we also have some videos here for everyone to watch."
After saying that, the female manager pulled down the manna.
Gan Lu looked at her blankly, and the female manager said in her ear, "Ms. Gan, you have done a good job. The public opinion on the Internet has not been as fierce as before since you appeared."
"..."
What did she do?
Ganlu was still confused. She had forgotten what she had said. She was just eager to catch Li Ziting off the stage.
Ganlu turned to look in the direction where Li Ziting was standing, but he had disappeared.
My heart suddenly became panicked.
"Where's Li Ziting?" Ganlu asked nervously.
"Ms. Gan, watch the video." The female manager pointed to the big screen behind the podium.
The face of her teacher, Professor Zhu, appeared on the screen. The background was still in the office. Professor Zhu's face was a little heavy and he said to the camera, "I am Ganlu's teacher. My surname is Zhu. If I hadn't just heard Ganlu's admission, I would have been hard-pressed."
I believe she was once a bad girl. In my eyes, she was admitted to K University with excellent scores. She is a gifted student who is willing to work hard and strive for the best."
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Off topic: I will continue to celebrate the New Year with everyone on the 33rd.