My sister's live broadcast pushed me to the top of the world

"Boss, what should we do? Are we still hiding from the camera now?"

Looking at the dense crowds of people, Qi Tian stood in the bushes.

"Why would I hide now that I've alerted him? Of course I'll chase him openly. Once I catch him, I'll ask him all the questions I want to ask."

Zhuo Dawei joined the crowd chasing Jingchen with a camera.

But after chasing for about twenty minutes, he gave up.

Because he found that Jingchen's running seemed like walking.

I never slowed down during the long run and always maintained a high speed. Moreover, the roads I ran on were small roads that were difficult to follow even when driving.

On the other hand, they were a large group of people just now, but now more than half of them are gone.

Those who have managed to get to this point through perseverance are basically all paparazzi like them, and some fans who really love Jingchen to the point of madness.

But they were also running out of breath and almost dying, including himself.

"Hoohoo...drive over here and pick me up."

"Hoohoo... go wait for him outside the hotel."

Panting, Zhuo Dawei took out his cell phone and called his younger brother over.

ten minutes later.

Zhuo Dawei and Qi Tian were taken back to the outside of the Dijing Hotel by car.

At this time, the paparazzi and the media have set up a tight net here.

Nearly a hundred shotguns and cannons blocked the hotel entrance.

At the same time, a large number of people gathered, and almost everyone was holding a book.

They all knew that Jingchen lived here from some reports.

Maintaining order at the scene was a group of police officers, who rushed over immediately after receiving a call from the hotel.

Otherwise, a stampede will inevitably occur here.

five minutes later.

Jingchen appeared.

He came running from a corner in sportswear, looking heroic and not at all embarrassed.

“Ah ...

As soon as it appeared, the people burst into excited screams.

Jingchen, who had just run out from the corner, paused.

He had a look of surprise on his face, obviously not expecting so many people to have gathered outside the hotel.

At this time, Zhuo Dawei stood in front of the media and paparazzi, shouting as if giving orders:

"Brothers, charge! Surround Jingchen and don't let him run into the hotel."

"The hotel is owned by his family. Once we get in, it will be difficult for us to interview him."

Qi Tian acted as the supporting actor and shouted: "Go!"

The next second, a large group of people carrying muskets and cannons rushed towards Jingchen.

Behind Jingchen, the fans and paparazzi who had chased here from the park by force of will were also shouting excitedly.

"Come on!"

"A bunch of lunatics!"

Faced with this situation, Jingchen couldn't help but swear.

He just came out for some morning exercise.

It was fine when I went out.

How come I was surrounded when I came back?

"What should I do? If this gets blocked, my graduation trip will really be over."

Jingchen looked around anxiously, trying to find a way out.

The next second, an idea flashed in his mind.

He turned his eyes to a towering roadside tree a few meters away.

The thick branches extend right into the hotel garden.

"rush!"

immediately,

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jingchen climbed up the roadside tree in a few seconds.

The crowds surrounding them from front and back were simply stunned.

"Fuck! Are you kidding me? This guy can even climb up here?! Is this a skill that a rich second-generation like you should learn?"

Zhuo Dawei screamed in shock and could only watch Jingchen climb up the tree branch and waved down.

"Paparazzi and media friends, I hope we never see each other again."

After Jingchen finished speaking, he jumped into the hotel under everyone's gaze.

There was silence.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.

After a few seconds.

He kept cursing.

Zhuo Dawei walked to the roadside tree and tried to climb up, but after climbing for a long time, he didn't even climb one meter.

"Mm, what on earth can't that guy know?" He looked at the roadside trees, thinking back to Jingchen's behavior of climbing up in just a few seconds, and was full of disbelief.

In the hotel garden.

Jingchen stood under the wall and heard the angry cursing outside and some fans shouting his name.

"My fellow fans, please choose someone else. I really don't deserve your love." He smiled and shook his head.

After saying that, he walked towards the hotel.

But after taking a few steps, he froze.

Because suddenly a man rushed out from the bushes and grabbed his foot.

"Mr. Jing, please give me a chance to interview you!" the man said excitedly.

Jingchen felt a headache:

"How long have you been squatting on me?"

"I've been waiting for you here since last night."

"Give me a chance to interview you."

Jingchen's mouth twitched wildly, and then he saw the other person's hair full of leaves and sighed.

"Okay, but I'll only give you two chances to ask questions. After you ask your two questions, please leave immediately, okay?"

When he heard there were only two, the man immediately showed his dissatisfaction.

But then he thought that no one had been able to interview Jingchen until now, and he immediately became excited again.

"Ok, Ok."

He began to rack his brains to think about the two questions that the public most wanted to know at the moment.

A minute later, he turned on the video camera and the recorder and asked:

"Mr. Jing, yesterday at the airport, you said you didn't want to be in the entertainment industry. Can you tell me why?"

When Jingchen heard this, he immediately sighed in his heart.

Is this asking him to act cool in front of the camera again?

Then, he spread his hands and said seriously:

"I told you the reason at the airport yesterday. I'm backed by the Dijing Group and I'm the son of the richest man. I was born to spend money, not to make money."

Paparazzi: "..."

"You have one last question."

"As a strong contender for many awards at the music festival tonight in Siya City, will you attend?"

"I won't attend. I'm not interested in a ceremony hosted by a bunch of fancy-dressers."

"Okay, I've finished asking questions. You can go now."

After saying that, Jingchen smiled and motioned the other party to leave.

The paparazzi was not a shameless person. After thanking Jingchen, he ran out excitedly with his equipment.

Jingchen shrugged and walked towards the hotel lobby.

"I hope that after asking these two questions, they will give up on pestering me." Jing Chen muttered.

On the other hand, the paparazzi who got the interview edited the interview clips into a report and uploaded it to the Internet as soon as they went out.

Since this was the first time Jingchen gave a direct answer to an interview.

As soon as this report was released, it immediately topped the Internet's hot search list.

At the same time, it also pushed the music festival to the top of the hot searches.

Just because of Jingchen's words---I'm not interested in a ceremony held by a bunch of fancy moves.

.....

Inside the office of the ceremony organizer.

After reading the trending search in his hand, the middle-aged man immediately became furious:

"How dare he say that we are just showing off our skills?"

"Okay! If you don't want to come, then don't come. We haven't sent out an invitation yet."

"Don't even think about winning any awards. Just because you released a few songs that people liked, do you really think you're a big shot?"

The man's eyes were fierce.

They never expected that someone would dare to belittle their annual music festival.

Don’t you know that many celebrities have to beg them to receive invitations to this ceremony?

Some people even come uninvited just to gain traffic.

Some people even went into the judges' room in order to win the award.

But now, some people actually directly refused.

Still an amateur!

What’s so great about me being rich?

Can you be so arrogant when speaking?

They opened the amateur channel this year just to give the public a sense of participation. They never thought that anyone would win an award. At most, they would pick a good one to give a compliment.

But now you, a person who can win the award, actually say you don’t want to come.

Okay, then don’t come. Don’t even think about winning the prize.

"Xu Fang, hurry up and find a way to raise the number of mangoes that are super salty before the voting window closes."

"Also, make a statement that the seats are already full and he can't come even if he wants to."

There was a woman standing opposite the man. After hearing this, she immediately turned around and made arrangements.