As soon as Tang Xiaobao appeared, a group of reporters swarmed around him and Yingying.
"Hey, you guys are very well-informed."
He laughed.
He is in a good mood tonight and is ready to cooperate. Usually, it is difficult for him to be interviewed. For example, he never showed up the last time he made a donation.
Unfortunately, he thought wrong.
These reporters are indeed here for interviews, but not about winning the championship.
"Mr. Tang, can you accept an interview with our Xinhua News Agency?"
"Tang Xianxian..."
"Mr. Tang..."
A group of reporters knew Tang Xiaobao's temper and were very polite.
Tang Xiaobao showed his strength and said with a smile: "I won the championship tonight and I am in a good mood. You can interview as you like and ask questions one by one. I will cooperate with your interview as much as possible."
"Mr. Tang, Zhao Ling'er said that your dancing skills have surpassed that of Michael Jackson. What do you think about this?"
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Tang Xiaobao was stunned.
Don’t you ask about winning the championship?
Regarding this issue, Tang Xiaobao really didn't take it seriously.
He replied casually: "Ah, well, I thank Teacher Zhao for his support and love for me. I have nothing to say."
"How do you think you compare to Michael Jackson?"
"He is the King of Dance in the hearts of people around the world, and I admire him very much."
"Then do you think you are really better than him?"
"I didn't say that. I respect him very much. However, he has passed away. There is no need for me to compare with him. There is no comparison."
"Do you think what Zhao Ling'er said is too much?"
"Is it too much? What do you mean?"
Tang Xiaobao was a little unhappy.
Zhao Linger is his woman.
Is it too much?
No matter how excessive it is, it is not too much.
Besides, she was praising herself.
In her heart, she is the best.
Are you kidding me? I am a descendant of the God of Creation. Is there any problem with being better than a mortal?
"As the king of Asian dance, Zhao Ling'er has a transcendent status in the dance world. Do you think it is inappropriate for her to make such remarks?"
"That's enough."
Tang Xiaobao had black lines on his forehead.
Damn, is this aimed at Zhao Ling'er?
It's so late, don't ask me about winning the championship, just talk about these useless things.
For the sake of news, there really is no bottom line.
Anyway, that's what Tang Xiaobao thinks.
When he got angry, the reporters were a little frightened.
You know, his temper has never been very good.
Now that he is considered rich and powerful, no one dares to make him anxious.
While the reporters were horrified, Tang Xiaobao took Yingying and left directly.
When these reporters saw that Tang Xiaobao was about to leave, they had no intention of giving way and still surrounded them.
"Mr. Tang, can you answer our questions directly?"
"Can you accept another interview? We will ask you about winning the championship later."
"Yes, we will help promote it."
"You said you would cooperate with us, but you can't just keep your word."
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Chattering.
Tang Xiaobao said angrily: "What do you mean? Do I beg you to interview me? Do I need your publicity? Isn't it just to win the championship? Well, I beg you, no need to publicize it, because I don't need your publicity at all.
Propaganda, let’s leave it at that, please get out of the way.”
No one got out of the way.
Tang Xiaobao was furious and snorted.
Several reporters in front of him fell to the left and right involuntarily.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and many people fell down.
Automatically, a path separates.
This is magic.
It's more than enough to deal with these mortals.
Tang Xiaobao walked away and got directly into a car in the roadside parking lot.
There was a commotion among a group of reporters, and some people hurriedly ran to their cars.
Tang Xiaobao frowned, feeling very unhappy.
Turning around, she found that Zhao Ling'er was already waiting in the car, and she didn't know how she got in.
"Are you here?"
Tang Xiaobao asked with a smile: "Why don't you see those reporters blocking you?"
"I came out from the back door. They tried to block me, but it wasn't that easy. These reporters were the most annoying."
Zhao Ling'er replied.
"Okay, let's go and have a late night snack."
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand and drove off.
I was walking ahead, followed by several cars.
Yingying reminded: "There are reporters following behind."
"Hey, these people are really haunted. Why don't you let me teach them a lesson?"
Zhao Linger was also a little angry.
How big of a deal is it? Do you need to pursue it so relentlessly?
Can you still give everyone some private space?
It's too much, it's too much.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Forget it, don't they want to follow? Then let them follow, and we will eat ours."
"How about we disguise ourselves?"
Yingying suggested.
Tang Xiaobao said calmly: "It's hard to disguise yourself. Besides, they are staring at this car, so there is no point in disguise. I told them to follow, just ignore them."
Yingying said nothing more.
Tang Xiaobao found a store nearby. Although it was very late, it was still open.
The car parked and the three of them filed in.
The boss and several employees were preparing to close the business. When they saw Tang Xiaobao suddenly appear with two beauties, they were both surprised and happy.
There is a TV in the hall. Everyone has just watched the dance competition and is now discussing it.
Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaobao from the show actually appeared here.
The boss personally came to greet him and greeted him warmly: "Oh, Mr. Tang is here, what do you want to eat?"
"Did we come at a bad time? You seem to be closing?"
Tang Xiaobao said.
The boss smiled and said: "It's okay, even if it's closed, we still have to receive customers. What's more, it's you. I'm also your fan. Everyone in our family is your fan, including our employees here.
Most of them are your fans. I'm treating you tonight. Just order whatever you want."
"Forget it, there's no need to treat guests. Arrange a quieter private room for us."
"Okay, please come with me."
The boss welcomed the three of them into the box, and soon the dishes were served.
He brought in a few more notebooks and said sheepishly: "Master, can you sign your name for us?"
"Okay, it's okay to take photos and group photos."
"Really? That's great. Otherwise, you can eat first while we wait outside. When we leave later, I will take our staff and take a photo with you."
The boss is only in his thirties and is very clever. He can make plans with a flick of his eye.
What a great opportunity this is.
It would be such a waste not to promote it.
He had already thought about it. The group photo should be framed and hung on the wall of the hall so that guests could see it as soon as they came in.
In the future, the business in this store will definitely become more and more popular.
However, Tang Xiaobao saw through his thoughts.
He smiled and said: "Boss, you are quite good at doing business."
The boss's face turned red and he said sarcastically: "Well, leader, if you think it's inappropriate, then forget it."
"It's appropriate. Why isn't it appropriate? However, I also have a condition. I want to try your food first. If it's really delicious, I will give you this advertisement for free, hahaha."
The boss said in surprise: "It's a deal."
Tang Xiaobao added: "By the way, there are reporters outside the door. Don't let them in."