Douyin King Superstar

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And at this time, he didn't wait for Hong Wen to speak.

I heard the group of reporters in front of me, like a series of cannons.

Crazy questioning began!

"Mr. Hong Wen, they said that you were brought to the Capture Bureau this time because you deliberately hurt people, is this true?"

"Mr. Hong Wen, there are rumors from the outside world that you have always had violent tendencies, what do you think about this? Can the rumors from the outside world be true?"

"Mr. Hong Wen, why do you want to bully the weak?"

"Mr. Hong Wen, as a public figure, you have done such a damaging thing in public to your public image, are you ready to quit the entertainment industry?"

"Hong Shen, do you think you will be sentenced to a few years this time?"

Deliberately hurting people, violent tendencies, quitting the entertainment industry!?

What's the problem?

When the people heard this, their faces changed.

As for Hong Wen's side, his face completely collapsed, and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

Until now, if he still didn't understand what was going on, he would be really stupid.

Where did these reporters come here to ask questions?

It's obviously a basin on his head for Hong Wen!

Especially in the end, the reporter of the Magic Capital Music Newspaper asked directly, he would be sentenced to a few years.

Is this a question that a professional journalist should ask?

Doesn't it mean that it is in disguise to tell the public that Hong Wen's sentence is already a certainty at this moment?

To be honest, if it weren't for the moment, he would still be in handcuffs.

Hong Wen wants to make a move here, and he is giving a few big ears to the reporters of this music newspaper.

As a journalist, I don't have any ethics as a journalist!

It's really worth fighting!

Of course, he also knows that these unscrupulous media can't be blamed entirely.

You must know that at this moment, Hong Wen is in the fast arrest bureau, not on the side of the road.

No matter how capable these reporters are, they can't all be brought into the police station in one swarm.

Don't think about it, someone must have secretly opened the back door for them.

And this man...

Hong Wen tilted his head when he thought of this, and looked thoughtfully at the money bureau next to him.

Sure enough, at the corner of his mouth, he found a smile that seemed to be nothing.

......

Interesting, is that the trick you guys came up with?

Chen Song's connections with his old man, or from the music association, the support behind him?

Or rather, it's all of you who are colluding together.

In this way, you want to discredit me in front of the public and discourage my influence?

It's interesting, but it's very skillful.

But that's it... Just want to hack me.

Are you looking at me too simply?

......

At this moment, Hong Wen thought a lot.

"Okay, you want to play, don't you?

Okay, I'll play with you!"

Hong Wen snorted coldly.

It is said that clay figurines also have three points of fire.

He didn't want to provoke too much with the money bureau.

After all, this money bureau is also a servant of the people.

And there is no big contradiction with him, and he is unwilling to make too many enemies.

But now that the other party is kicking their noses and faces, it's time to get to this point.

He also wants to let the other party know that he is not easy to bully!

Handcuffs lock hands and feet, so what?

thought that without Gu Wu, Hong Wen would not be Hong Wen?

If that's the case, it's wrong.

Hong Wen is the most powerful, never his hands, but his brains!

Thinking that he followed a step forward, he stood up from the protection of the catchers.

The reporters' eyes lit up when they saw nature.

Especially the reporter from the music newspaper hurriedly stepped forward at this moment, and the microphone was about to reach Hong Wen's mouth.

Hurriedly asked.

"Malignant hurting people, violent tendencies, there may be resistance to law enforcement during the period, Hong Wen, you really don't want to defend yourself?"

"Excuse me. Hong Wen asked rhetorically.

"yes, that's what you do?" the reporter said again.

Traps are hidden in words.

I clearly want to take Hong Wen and bring it to the ditch.

But when Hong heard this, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Then he took another step forward, suddenly opened his mouth, and shouted loudly.

In full view of everyone, the verse was recited again.

This time, it was nothing else.

It is the last life, Lu Xun's crazy poems and angry poems that spread all over the country!

"Lingtai has no plan to escape from the gods, and the wind and rain are like a dark homeland.

If you don't notice the cold star, I will recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!!"

it, poetry!?

It's poetry again!?

No one expected that at this time, waiting for thousands of waits, waiting for Hong Wen's so-called explanation, it would be such a poem.

So now, in the originally noisy field, it suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The money bureau was stunned.

The catcher who protected him was stunned.

On the other side, a group of entertainment media were dumbfounded.

It can only be said that Hong Wen's current appeal is really strong.

After the words landed, everyone present was in a trance, as if they had all seen the picture of Hong Wen recommending Xuanyuan!

Then when they came back to their senses, everyone couldn't help but shudder.

Especially the money bureau, at this time, he raised his eyes again and looked at Hong Wen.

On his forehead, there was even more cold sweat, oozing out.

Although he was not highly educated, he could not appreciate the literal meaning of this poem in a short time

But now, through the tone of Hong Wen's recitation, you can also understand what emotions this poem wants to express.

So now he's really panicking.

Especially when I heard the last sentence, I recommended Xuanyuan with my blood.

The whole body is a trembling!

Nimayo, I'm just trying to ruin your reputation and put you in jail for a few days.

How did I get here, it will become a death sentence, and I have to recommend Xuanyuan with blood.

You literati, are you all so good-looking?!

The money bureau panicked.

At this time, he opened his mouth and wanted to explain something.

But now that he has come back to his senses, all the reporters on the other side have also come back to their senses.

Then he hurriedly spoke, and asked a question.

"Hong Wen, your poem... What's your name?"

Hong Wen is walking back.

Hearing someone asking, he stopped and tilted his head slightly.

After thinking for a while, he said quietly.

"Untitled poem. "

"If you really want to say it, it's called... Self-titled portrait. "

"Self-titled statues... Self-titled... Little Statue!?"

"This is Hong Wen's confession. "

Hong Wen didn't know how depressed he was when he turned around just now, with the help of god-level acting skills.

Anyway, right now, as soon as these words landed.

There were female catchers in the field who were fragile in their hearts, and they all had red eyes.

I feel that my heart is broken with Hong Wen's turn!