"It's almost time!"
At the entrance of the exchange center on the south side of the Xinyi Embassy, someone said something similar to Li Jingtian.
But compared with Mr. Li Jingtian's excited and unbearable tone, the person who said this sentence seemed very anxious. He looked down at his watch, and then shouted at his companions, "Really late!"
The other person who was urged had no nervousness at all. His hair color was soft amber and his eyes were gentle. At this moment, he was standing under the camphor tree contentedly, holding the camera, and shooting the crazy female fans around him as if Very dedicated journalist.
Seeing his companions indulged in the long legs of the girls indifferently, the one with a short figure was finally anxious to pull out his mobile phone: "You don't call my brother, let me fight!"
"What's the hurry?" Finally, the man put down his camera and leaned against the camphor tree, said slowly.
"Why are we here? Why don't you tell my brother, maybe my brother has a useful place to get us, Li Jingtian must have a problem!"
"Since this is where your brother is useful, what are you anxious for?" The other asked.
"I ... I need help!"
"To help such things, of course, we have to talk about fate."
After saying this, the man looked at the live camera of Yongchuan Satellite TV not far away and smiled slightly at the camera.
Lin Chen didn't know that there was a strange person trying to communicate with him through the live broadcast picture. He was standing in front of Song Shengsheng's TV at this moment and staring silently at the live broadcast picture.
The anchor was doing the last news background introduction before the live broadcast. Yongchuan Satellite TV's in-field live camera mount was at the end of the venue, giving a huge panoramic view of the entire scene.
The conference hall of the exchange center is not very large, filled with dark green tables and chairs and journalist friends who are whispering each other. The background cloth of the podium says "Mr. Li Jingtian's press conference". Although the time is tight, Li Jingtian's team Remember to make this background wall, obviously this press conference is not necessarily a temporary reminder.
The time was five points at twelve o'clock, and the host finally stepped out of the background, but the moment the host in the standardized suit stood on the podium, the reporters in the audience stopped talking to each other instantly. This stop was star news. The scene at the press conference was almost invisible. Only very serious government press conferences occasionally saw reporter friends being so obedient.
As a result, the venue quieted down for a while, which was very unpleasant.
The host probably also realized that there are countless pairs of eyes watching him in front of the TV, so he gave a slight cough, and said with pride: "The press conference is about to start. Please check whether your phone is adjusted to silent mode and follow the corresponding At the venue etiquette, after Mr. Li Jingtian speaks, we will give everyone ten minutes to ask questions. Please prepare your questions. The candidates are selected by Mr. Li Jingtian. Thank you for your cooperation. "
Looking at the host's high-spirited face, Lin Chen felt that all this was incredible. The suspects held a press conference with great fanfare, but these so-called police officers could only stand in front of the TV to watch the live broadcast. Li Jingtian reversed the black and white, not to mention the justice for the victims, they could not do even the most basic presence, this feeling of power was very uncomfortable.
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