Chapter 314: The sarcasm is not as good as the face attack

"Here comes a young man!"

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, because Xiao Zeng is really too young.

As Zeng Wenjie walked onto the stage, he dramatically thought, "I was thirty-six when I was reborn. Even if I calculated it based on my soul age, it shouldn't be against the rules, right?"

The reporters raised their cameras and took pictures. The lights were bright and dazzling.

Yuan Xiuqin couldn't help but murmured softly: "So handsome!"

Zeng Wenjie usually has what Shi Jing calls the "mole-shou" style, well, strictly speaking, it's the bad boy style.

But when he came to such formal occasions, he was able to exude a very decent aura and temperament, looking sunny and handsome, a great young man!

After all, Zeng Wenjie used to often hold leek products in the live broadcast room and say with righteousness and sincerity: "Brothers, trust me, use this product for a cycle and see how your strength and dimension will change! I will never deceive my brothers."

Therefore, his "family members" thought he was very sincere and genuine, and placed an order for him, allowing this honest man to wear a Rolex and drive an Escalade.

Zeng Wenjie stood on the podium with a smile on his face. The host briefly outlined his identity and achievements, among which the most glorious one was undoubtedly his position as the planner of "The Voice of China".

Then, Zeng Wenjie received the crystal trophy and certificate from the leaders of the Propaganda Department of Chongshan Province.

Holding the trophy and certificate in his hands, he delivered an impromptu acceptance speech that Mrs. Feng had written for him.

But he added one more person to his original list of thanks, and that was Professor Ge who told him to get out of the classroom today.

Lao Ge is also a highly respected figure in Fengyuan. If you can pat him, of course you will pat him hard.

I believe that after this incident, Lao Ge will never fail his course at the end of the semester.

"Hey, this kid's speech is really good. It's grand, calm, and of high quality! Did he write it himself?"

After listening to this, a leader felt that this style was very familiar and couldn't help but ask the person next to him.

"He should have written it himself. The manuscript written by Secretary Ye deviates from this style."

A leader who was more familiar with Ye Yixiuan nodded, smiled and applauded.

"This young man is really good. He has talent and vision. This manuscript is several times better than the previous ones."

The leader couldn't help but praise it.

After taking a group photo with the leaders of the Propaganda Department, Zeng Wenjie walked down the stage and sat back in his seat.

He couldn't help himself and took a picture with his phone.

Unfortunately, the Internet is not well developed nowadays, and mobile phones do not have the "upload picture" function. I can't even post it in the QQ chat group to show off, let alone post a message to shock my fellow villagers.

"I have to ask Teacher Gao to put me on the wall of outstanding alumni." Zeng Wenjie thought to himself.

If you don’t pretend to be cool, you’re not living a good life!

After the award ceremony, Zeng Wenjie was surrounded by many reporters and was interviewed.

He spoke in a serious and positive manner and quickly finished the process, thinking that he could finally have dinner.

Zeng Wenjie and the nine other award-winning brothers and sisters exchanged contact information and got to know each other briefly.

A man who won the award at the age of 38 was quite jealous of him, and he was almost spitting lemonade out of his mouth when he spoke.

Logically speaking, Zeng Wenjie should call some of them uncle or aunt.

"Wenjie, congratulations on winning such an important award! Moreover, your acceptance speech just now was very wonderful. I estimate that it will be quoted and reprinted crazily by major news media." Yuan Xiuqin finally found an opportunity to come over and congratulate Zeng Wenjie.

She is one of the campus beauties in the university, the president of the photography club, and a campus reporter. She has a lot of halos around her.

In the eyes of most boys, she is an unattainable goddess and an excellent senior student who is difficult to approach.

But now, if she wanted to say congratulations to Zeng Wenjie, she had to bite the bullet and squeeze in.

This gap in status made her feel empty inside.

"Thank you, senior sister. Please treat me to a meal later and congratulate me!" Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

"Really? Then when I invite you to dinner, you must not refuse." Yuan Xiuqin's eyes lit up and she said happily.

The number of people who wanted to treat her to a meal was so large that they lined up all the way to Fengyuan, but when she heard Zeng Wenjie's joke about asking her to treat him to a meal, she was so happy that her face was full of smiles.

Yuan Xiuqin asked, "Can I take a photo with you? You're a big celebrity now! You're a star contestant on The Voice of China and one of the Top Ten Outstanding Young People in Chongshan Province."

Zeng Wenjie said: "No problem, find a reporter teacher to help."

Yuan Xiuqin then asked the reporter teacher who had a bit of entertainment and gossip temperament for help, handed the camera to her, and took a few photos with Zeng Wenjie.

"Senior sister, I won't greet you next time. I'm going to have lunch with the leaders first. I guess I'll have a small meeting in the afternoon..." Zeng Wenjie said regretfully.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Wenjie, you go and do your work. I'll just grab a meal and then go back to school!" Yuan Xiuqin said.

Zeng Wenjie nodded.

Yuan Xiuqin said, "Keep going, and strive to be among the top ten in the country next year!"

Zeng Wenjie grinned and said, "I'll try my best!"

When the people around heard this, they just laughed and regarded it as the impulsive words of a young man in high spirits when facing a beautiful woman.

Being in the top ten in the province is the ceiling for countless people. Wanting to be in the top ten in the country? That's simply a fantasy!

Yuan Xiuqin also knew that this was just a polite remark for encouragement.

"It's amazing! His rise is so fast!" Yuan Xiuqin couldn't help but think to herself as she looked at Zeng Wenjie's back.

The ten outstanding young people who won awards today were all seated at a banquet. The food arranged by the hotel was very rich and tasted good.

Everyone started chatting while eating.

It seemed that because of their age, everyone was somewhat ostracizing Zeng Wenjie and didn't talk to him much.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Zeng Wenjie was too lazy to say anything. He just lowered his head and showed off his food, grabbing the most delicious prawns.

"Young man, please watch your table manners when eating. Don't make it look so ugly!" The 38-year-old Mediterranean man, who works in a state-owned enterprise, couldn't help but complain.

"Well, it's good to have a background. Even at such a young age, you can still win an award. Unlike us, we have to work hard for more than ten years to get this precious opportunity." This was said by a 37-year-old woman.

Just two simple sentences pushed Zeng Wenjie to the opposite side of everyone.

Although they had just exchanged numbers out of courtesy, they were still very concerned about Zeng Wenjie's age when he won the award.

Zeng Wenjie smiled calmly and said, "The horse owner doesn't know he's a donkey, and the bird doesn't know he's a chicken. Brothels have always pretended to be elegant, and eunuchs have always been known for their prestige."

After saying this, he stuffed a large shrimp into his mouth and began to chew it with an expressionless face.

Several people didn't quite understand what Zeng Wenjie meant, but they could tell that he was mocking them, and they all looked unhappy.

The Mediterranean elder brother said, "It's amazing that he has such a strong backer. He's so sarcastic in his words and doesn't take us seniors seriously at all."

The woman agreed, "Yes, you are indeed a university student with a strong background. Your words are artistic."

The other few who were unhappy with Zeng Wenjie also started to speak in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm eighteen years old, and I've achieved something you guys couldn't even do in your thirties. Shouldn't you reflect on yourselves?"

"Are you still teasing me here?"

"There are no heroes in this era, so I have to be on par with the young men."

Zeng Wenjie put down his chopsticks, feeling full, and said with disdain.

The Mediterranean elder brother couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed and asked, "What did you say? What do you mean?"

Zeng Wenjie quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not targeting you..."

"I mean, everyone here who is being sarcastic to me is just a pleasure-seeker."

After saying this, he stood up and left.

What the hell is that? I’m eighteen years old, a hot-tempered young man. Am I supposed to just accept everything?

Before Xiao Yan rose to prominence, he still knew to say, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't bully the young and poor!"

I now have a daily revenue of hundreds of thousands, and "The Voice of China" is a huge success. How can I still endure your filthy treatment?

As soon as the proud young man left the table, the leader over there waved and said, "Xiao Zeng, come here. Let me introduce you to some important leaders. They all admire you very much!"

Zeng Wenjie immediately slid over to his knees at lightning speed, "Hey, I'm coming right away!"

Everyone present looked at each other, except the three "outstanding young men" who had never expressed any dissatisfaction. They were in a relaxed mood and had no negative emotions.

Gu Long was right when he said that where there are people, there is the world of martial arts, and where there is the world of martial arts, there will be fighting.

After Zeng Wenjie sat down, he looked back and thought to himself that he had been restrained by not imitating Brother Crow.

(End of this chapter)