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Zhu Mingzhe looked at his daughter worriedly, not wanting to see her recall the painful scene.

Chunfeng clenched his hands into fists, and the scenes of that day flashed through his mind like a movie.

The torn clothes, the cold shots hitting the face and body, and the perverted smile.

Her eyes were red. The next moment, she tried hard to suppress her physical discomfort and spoke in a hoarse voice,

"It's an overseas criminal force! The other party has already brought justice!"

"Then besides taking photos of you, what else did he do? Did he assault you? If so, how many times did he assault you?"

"Why do you ask this?"

A reporter's question made Zhu Mingzhe particularly angry.

The spring breeze is much calmer.

"Dad, I'm fine, I'll answer it."

Zhu Mingzhe was worried about Chunfeng, and Chunfeng was also worried about him.

Her strength made Zhu Mingzhe feel even more distressed.

"I was not assaulted. I was surrounded after the other party took a photo of me."

What Chunfeng said was clear enough, but there were still some reporters who wanted to dig out more powerful information and become famous in one battle, and refused to let her go.

"Miss Zhu, please watch the big screen!

Here are thirty-two photos, all of which I have coded.

Please identify which photos were secretly taken of you and which ones were copied and do not belong to you.

There are too many photos of you on the Internet now, and there are even suspicious videos. Can you help us distinguish them? "

The speaker was a male reporter wearing a baseball cap.

I don’t know how he got the screen projection at the venue, and projected all the photos of Chunfeng on the big screen behind Chunfeng.

For a moment, the screen was filled with photos of Chunfeng’s exposure.

Although the key points were mosaicd, the mosaic was very thin and only narrowly covered the key parts. Chunfeng's face was not covered at all.

As soon as this reporter made this move, the whole audience was in an uproar.

The other reporters obviously didn't expect to be able to do this. They looked at this reporter with shock, but more of disdain.

Especially the female reporters looked at him as if they were street rats.

Chunfeng looked back, and for a moment, the blood in his whole body, from head to toe, was solidified.

The photos kept spinning and shaking in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see clearly or catch them.

"You scum!"

boom!

Zhu Mingzhe took off one of his shoes at some point and threw it at the reporter.

The reporter turned his head to avoid it, and kept his camera pointed at Zhu Mingzhe.

This is an exciting scene!

The famous biologist Zhu Mingzhe took off his shoes and hit the media reporter on the spot!

The cliffhanger was the headline news.

"Dad, don't be like this! I'm fine! I'm fine! I'm really fine!"

"I'm okay! It's okay! Dad, don't do this."

In the midst of his collapse, Chunfeng retained the last trace of calmness and reason, and kept repeating that he was fine.

Zhu Mingzhe simply took off his other shoe and was about to throw it out when Chunfeng and the host stopped him.

"Teacher Zhu, please calm down. Who else can help Miss Zhu like you?"

The host was heartbroken and moved when he saw that the fair, strict, calm and kind teacher in the past had turned into a reckless man who threw shoes regardless of his care.

But that reporter did all that just to anger him.

"Dad, stop talking about it. I can do it, and so can you."

Chunfeng snatched the shoe, leaned over and put it on Zhu Mingzhe, then walked down the steps step by step and picked up the other shoe.

The reporter kept his camera focused on her, hoping to capture Chunfeng crying uncontrollably, but she calmly picked up the shoes and walked back to Zhu Mingzhe to put them on.

"Dad, do it yourself."

Zhu Mingzhe said he would do it by himself, but now he was so angry that he was shaking all over and couldn't wear it at all.

Chunfeng shook his head at him and put on his shoes. After standing up, his eyes were like fire, staring at the reporter who released the photo.