I Became an Anonymous Boss

'I'm quite curious, who hurt this pervert like this?Ordinary cars can do it? '

'Perhaps a Tesla? '

'Everyone, shouldn't you be happy at this time?We won the final!The championship was not taken away by the whites! '

'Go and watch the live broadcast room in the west, and see if those people are scared to pee'

"Hahahaha, I went to see it. I just came back. The white people in the West are shouting for a rematch. They think it's unfair."

'Come on, it's all unilateral instant kills, should you beat me up again?Is this something carbon-based organisms can think of? '

'I understand, he is using Wing Chun, Master Ye cut him in the middle! '

'So... all three seeded players in the West were defeated by him alone? '

'Although he was very embarrassed when he released the pigeons, he was really handsome when he beat up the white man, the bird eats the cricket! '

The barrage gradually became normal, and the situation improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The unreasonable abuse and ridicule disappeared quickly, and everyone began to play tricks. It seemed that the painting style returned to normal. The irritable old man disappeared in an instant, and the mentality of the crowd gradually calmed down.

It's all good if you win.

Although you have restrained your strength and pretended to be a salty fish, as long as you win the game, everything is easy to say, I have always been optimistic about you, young man~

Most people probably think so.

But that's mostly 'normal people', what about the people who got paid?What about Western media?What about those who have already stepped on the white flour by advocating the campaign?

The artist surnamed Xiao looked extremely ugly at this time, and some people in his live broadcast room had already started to mock him in reverse.

'I can't see through my own strength, and I can't bear the psychological pressure of others'

"A few catties and a few taels to discuss masters, you should go home and practice more"

'Now it seems that none of what you said was true, it's a shame'

Public opinion is like a tide, if it does not rise, it will recede.

For those who eat traffic dividends, once the situation changes, it is like sailing against the wind, which will put themselves in danger.

The agent secretly winked at the side, 'quickly shut down the live broadcast'!

The artist was unwilling, he finally got to this point, stepped on the opponent's head and took the bonus, seeing that the opponent won, and his own interests were damaged, his heart was furious, and seeing this person win, he was even more jealous... There is a conflict of interest, and it is a mistake for the other party to even breathe when they are bored with each other. Let alone the other party has already flourished, he is destined to lose his inner balance.

He sneered under the gaze of tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room.

"Whether this result counts or not is still the same thing..."

"Don't you think about why he came so late? Look at his appearance again."

"This may also be some kind of special evil martial art? By tossing yourself half to death, in exchange for strength or something, what is the difference from stimulants?"

The manager's face changed, he hurriedly grabbed his arm, and lowered his voice: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The artist surnamed Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and also realized that he seemed to have said something that he shouldn't have said, driven by his jealousy.

"No, I just..."

He didn't have time to deny it, because hundreds of thousands of people in the live broadcast room had already heard this sentence.

These words, this statement, this groundless speculation without any evidence, were quickly forwarded and spread like a plague.

On the other hand, a group of white media and Pentagon officials from the United States are considering how to take the next step.

The White Bears were defeated, their plan went bankrupt again, and the champion of the title match was in the East, which meant that in the game between East and West, the East had another victory.

The price was huge and the consequences were unbearable. Seeing that they couldn't win, they thought of ways to turn the tables.

"White Bear lost, the previous campaign was ruined, vent!"

"Public opinion began to fall to one side. There is no way to explain this. He lost too simply!"

"Didn't the opponent say that he was weak! Why is that so!"

"Let's find a way to remedy it...how to remedy it? Do you question the result of the game? We need a legitimate reason!"

During the endless debate, a media reporter took out his mobile phone: "Everyone, I think you may need to read this! Maybe we still have a chance to dismiss the opponent's chance of victory!"

In the video, it is the live clip that has been crazily spread on various platforms, has more than [-] likes, and has soared to the top ten most searched at a red speed.

A few short sentences fell into the eyes, and the savvy media people and officials realized that they had a reason to muddy the water.

"It's great! It's still a yellow man! It's more convincing!"

"Use this reason to put pressure on the organizers and see how they can respond!"

"Just ask the question directly in the interview later!"

"Remember to buy the navy! Sow public opinion!"

"No need to provoke, this group of people has already taken the initiative to keep up, and they don't even need to pay money, hahaha, it seems that there are quite a lot of people who hate this guy, just lighten up a little bit, without any evidence, they have already believed Already!"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I think it seems true, unless he can immediately produce convincing evidence!"

"Evidence? Can you show it!"

"Destroying the results of the title battle, we can't get it, and we can't let the other party get it. It will completely stigmatize the title of Grandmaster!"

Chapter 730 You!yes!who!

After the game, there will be an interview.

Shirataki didn't intend to accept it.

But the calls are too high, and the official working group also hopes that he can accept joint interviews from many countries.

Shirataki was late for more than two hours, his injuries were fairly stable, and the Heavenly Demon's physique was gradually recovering, so an interview wouldn't take too long.

After a while, he sat in the interview seat and faced the three post-match interview hosts in front of him taking turns asking questions.

"Welcome to the post-match interview. I am the host Xia Bing. This time we are interviewing contestant Baimian. Welcome to the interview. Please say hello to the audience first." prologue.

"En." Shirataki nodded, as a greeting.

"First of all, congratulations to the white-faced contestant for winning the grandmaster title battle. Are you feeling a little excited right now?"

"It's not exciting, it's very calm." Bai Taki said indifferently: "It's a natural result."

"It seems that you are very confident." Xia Bing blinked and looked at the opponent, she was also curious: "But before the competition, most people didn't like you to win, how do you evaluate your opponent in the final? "

"There is brute force, but no force." Shirataki's evaluation is still straightforward and poisonous: "Most western contestants pay too much attention to tempering their talents and neglect the acquired training, so their weaknesses are as obvious as their strengths."

'It's crazy! '

'Straightforward and decisive, and the winners are straightforward, how can you not be crazy? '

"Westerners really don't understand martial arts, they just fight with brute force"

'Don't you think it's strange that he won?Check out this link! '

'Don't use other video links! '

The host continued to ask: "About the abrupt end of the semi-finals, do you have any psychological expectations?"

"Yes." Bai Taki said, "Gu Qingyi won't fight me."

"Does this mean you have a personal relationship?"

"Next." Shirataki chose to skip this question.

There were several questions in total, and various interesting questions were also indispensable throughout the interview process. Coupled with Shirataki's quick and affirmative answers, the interactive process was very interesting.

But Xia Bing never asked what was the situation of 'this bloody dress', and deliberately pushed everyone's curiosity to the back.

The interview is a live broadcast around the world, and tens of thousands of people can see it.

Not long after, Xia Bing changed positions, and another white female host with long blond hair came up, she said politely: "Next, it's my turn to ask questions, I will give you a simple post-match interview. "

"random."

The western host smiled slightly, with a bit of aggression hidden in the smile. She concealed it well, but the eyes on both sides of the high bridge of the nose were very sharp.

"Then the first question... I believe that the audience in front of the screen and the audience at the scene are very curious about why today's game was delayed for more than two hours?"

The first question was very sharp, Xia Bing glanced at the manuscript paper in his hand, it was completely different from the scheduled interview manuscript, these few questions were originally used as the finale, and they would not ask directly, they would pass it as a joke , It doesn't matter if you answer or not!

Her color changed slightly, and she had a bad feeling, but with so many people watching, she could only keep smiling, and stood on tiptoe a little uneasy.

"I was late." Bai Taki had nothing to admit, and said bluntly: "I was delayed for two hours. Although I rushed back as soon as possible, I still couldn't make it in time."

"So it's like this..." The Western host asked calmly, "Then what caused the delay?"

"Skip." Shirataki shook his head and did not answer, since it involves military secrets, of course it cannot be said.

"Is it a car accident?" The other party didn't intend to skip the question.

"No."

"It's not a traffic accident, it's a disease?" The other party deliberately induced the question.

"No."

"Is it related to the bloody clothes on your body?" The other party asked persistently.

"..."

"It seems so." The western host smiled: "Speaking of which, when you entered the ring, you were wearing a bloody shirt, and it looked like you were bleeding a lot. What is the reason for this?"

"Skip." Shirataki didn't answer.

"Is it related to your wasted time?" She ignored the wishes of the interviewee and just kept asking questions on her own, one after another, pointing her finger at Shirataki.

Shirataki looked at the Caucasian woman silently, realizing the other party's intentions.

"This question involves personal privacy. If you can answer it, please answer it. If you can't answer it, please don't force it." Xia Bing exited and began to mediate the atmosphere: "This kind of questioning does not conform to the interview process."

"Sorry, I'm really curious. We Western media like to seek truth from facts, and like to break the casserole and ask the end." The Western host smiled politely: "After all, there are too many accidents and surprises in this final, and there are so many mysteries. , Refugees will make people curious, more than one billion people around the world are paying attention to the finals, if you can't come up with a convincing answer, it will be difficult to convince the public."

Xia Bing's face turned ugly, she couldn't scold or refute that the other party didn't follow the rules.

The original friendly atmosphere of the interview has dissipated, and the tension has gradually begun.

'I feel the change in atmosphere...'

'What is this white man talking about, eating dynamite? '