When Fang Zheng was ready, Tang Shi suddenly called out: "Master, I forgot to tell you. This time I am interviewing on my behalf. I am conducting a live broadcast. Hehe..."
When Fang Zheng heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Live broadcast? He has never played this before! He really felt a little guilty. Fortunately, he already had a countermeasure and said with a smile: "Amitabha."
This was considered a response and it was time to start, so the reporters started asking questions one by one.
"Abbot Fangzheng, may I ask what happened to Wang Dayou? How did you get in? Didn't the police stop you at that time?" a reporter asked.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "The poor monk walked in, and the police did not stop me."
"Abbot Fangzheng, why didn't the police stop you? Have you communicated before?" The reporter continued to ask.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't know. Maybe he didn't see it."
At the same time, Tang Shi’s Butterfly live broadcast room went crazy in an instant.
"I, Cao, didn't this monk lie before he drafted it? He is so bright in white clothes, who can't see it?"
"That's right, especially with the mobile light bulb. How blind do the police have to be to not see him?"
"I would like to ask, who is this monk? He is quite handsome, and his background is quite beautiful."
"You don't even know about him? Well, it seems that I don't know much either. I'll explain it downstairs..."
"This person is Fang Zheng, the abbot of Yizhi Mountain and Yizhi Temple. This monk is amazing. If you search online for his deeds, there are quite a lot. Many of them cannot be explained..."
As soon as this person said it, many people were curious and started searching. They didn't know it, but they were shocked when they saw it. Everything about Yiwei crossing the river, the Wang Dayou incident, movie cameos, Li Xueying's visit, etc. were all published.
.For a while, everyone stopped discussing the news and started discussing Founder, Yizhishan and Yizhi Temple.
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After hearing the news and turning on their computers to watch the live broadcast, the policemen who initially handled the case had dark faces. They really wanted to stand up and shout: "We really didn't see it!"
But in the end, I thought that my first lie had been spread out, and I couldn't expose it. So I chose to shut up one by one. However, everyone looked at Fang Zheng with countless weird eyes, and their comments also became: "This monk is not authentic."
Ah, we obviously got in through other means, but we were made to take the blame."
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When the reporters heard what Fang Zheng said, they were all a little speechless. However, after thinking about it, they thought of the commander-in-chief's tacit consent to let Fang Zheng in.
So this matter is over...
Tang Shi asked: "Abbot Fangzheng, do you know that Chen Danian suddenly stood up at the most shocking wedding yesterday?"
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "I know."
Tang Shi continued to ask: "I heard from Chen Danian that he came to Yizhishan to seek medical advice. It was you who cured his leg. How did you recover a man who had been lame for several years in three days?"
Woolen cloth?"
Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "The poor monk just asked him to carry water, massage his legs, and do acupuncture when he had nothing to do. In fact, he didn't do much."
When the reporters heard this, their foreheads turned dark and they thought: This monk is not kind! Is he lying without any sense, or does he think we have no sense?
The audience felt the same way and shouted, "This monk is not authentic."
The reporters did not give up, and one of the male reporters asked: "So, can you tell us about Chen Danian's condition medically?"
As soon as these words came out, many reporters secretly gave a thumbs up. This is a good question! Whether Fang Zheng is bragging or talking nonsense depends on how he answers. The answer is professional, so there is no problem. What if the answer is wrong?
Hum hum…
The reporters all looked at Fang Zheng with evil smiles on their faces, trying to see the panic on Fang Zheng's face. However, instead of panic, Fang Zheng smiled!
Fang Zheng did not answer their questions, but turned around and said, "Jing Xin, bring me a chair."
As soon as Hong Boy heard this, he immediately ran over and took a chair and put it behind Fang Zheng's butt. Fang Zheng sat down, and Jing Xin stood beside him, like a child. Master and apprentice were together, the master was handsome, the apprentice was cute, and they matched
After seeing that beautiful background, it wasn’t just the reporters who took photos there. The audience in the live broadcast room also started taking screenshots to take souvenirs...
Someone even said: "Although this bald man is not kind, this little apprentice is so cute!"
"Yeah, yes, he's not a nice person, but he's really good-looking."
"My mouth is drooling..."
"Get out of the way, I'm licking the screen..."
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Fang Zheng glanced at Hong Hai'er, touched Hong Hai'er's head and said, "You should also go and get a maza."
Hong Hai'er looked at Fang Zheng and saw a hint of evil smile in Fang Zheng's calm eyes. Based on his understanding of Fang Zheng, he knew that someone was going to be in trouble!
At this moment, Jing Yan suddenly raised her hand and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, can you borrow a stool?"
Jing Yan has been in contact with Fang Zheng many times. Although Fang Zheng is a divine monk in her heart, he is definitely not an eminent monk! A divine monk is a magical monk, while an eminent monk is a monk who meditates in concentration and has a heart as broad as the sea! In Jing Yan's eyes, Fang Zheng is
A magical monk. Although he is magical, his personality is like that of the boy next door. He is sunny and honest with a little bit of badness. This little badness is not the badness of a villain, but a kind of cute badness. Based on her understanding of Zheng Zheng.
, knowing that this stool was definitely not for free, so he quickly applied.
The other reporters didn't know Fang Zheng's plan. They all carried cameras and microphones and pointed their guns at Fang Zheng. They saw Fang Zheng grunting and not answering questions.
The male reporter became a little anxious and asked, "Abbot Fangzheng, can you answer the question?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Amitabha, don't be in a hurry. I'll answer when you're ready."
The male reporter rolled his eyes and was about to say something when a gust of northwest wind blew in. The cold wind hit him and he shivered immediately. He subconsciously tightened his down jacket and thought to himself: Can you not be in a hurry? It's so cold in this cold weather.
Yes, who doesn’t want to finish the interview early and go back to warm up by the fire and feel comfortable?
Fortunately, Hong Hai'er came and went like the wind, and Jing Yan also made strides, so the two of them came back soon.
Honghaier took his own little horse and a big stool. Jing Yan followed behind with two chairs.
Only then did the reporters notice that the materials of the stools, chairs, and mats seemed to be unusual! They seemed to be made of the famous Han Bamboo, and the quality was excellent! Thinking of the fact that the price of Han Bamboo increases as the quality increases.
As the multiples increased, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. They thought to themselves: "This monk is really rich..."
Honghaier put down the mat and sat down obediently, while Jingyan put down the chair, took one for herself, and let the photographer Lao Miao sit for one. Then she handed the one that Honghaier brought to Tang Shi. Tang Shi was afraid at first
Liang, I didn’t sit down, but after thinking about it, I sat down anyway.
Fang Zheng glanced at it and didn't expect that Jing Yan and Tang Shi had a good relationship.
Seeing that everyone was seated, Fang Zheng coughed twice and said, "Since everyone has asked, I will briefly explain. In fact, the key to Almsgiver Chen's illness is to block...#￥%#..."