As soon as Tang Xiaobao appeared, a group of reporters swarmed over him, surrounding him and Yingying so tightly that no one could get through.

"Hey, you guys are really well-informed."

He laughed out loud.

He was in a good mood tonight and was ready to cooperate. Normally, it was difficult for him to be interviewed. For example, he had never shown up during this donation.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

These reporters did come to interview, but they were not here to discuss the championship.

"Mr. Tang, can you accept an interview with our Xinhua News Agency?"

"Tang Xianxian..."

"Mr. Tang..."

A group of reporters knew Tang Xiaobao's temper and were very polite.

Tang Xiaobao made a big move and said with a smile, "I won the championship tonight and I'm in a good mood. Feel free to interview me and ask questions one by one. I will try my best to cooperate with your interview."

"Mr. Tang, Zhao Linger said that your dancing skills have surpassed Michael Jackson. What do you think about this?"

ah?

Tang Xiaobao was stunned.

Don't you care about winning the championship?

Tang Xiaobao didn't take this issue seriously.

He replied casually, "Ah, well, I thank Teacher Zhao for his support and love for me. I don't have anything to say."

"How do you feel about you Michael Jackson?"

"He is the dancing king in the hearts of people all over the world, and I admire him very much."

"So do you think you're really better than him?"

"I didn't say that. I respected him very much, but he's passed away. There's no need for me to argue with him, and there's no point in being 'sexual' about it."

"Do you think Zhao Linger's words are too much?"

"Excessive? What do you mean?"

Tang Xiaobao was a little unhappy.

But Zhao Linger is his woman.

Is it too much?

No matter how excessive it is, it is not excessive.

Besides, she was praising herself.

In her heart, she was the best.

What a joke, I am the descendant of the God of Creation, what’s wrong with a mortal being stronger?

"As the Asian Dance King, Zhao Linger holds an unparalleled position in the dance world. Do you think her remarks are inappropriate?"

"That's enough."

Tang Xiaobao had a black line on his forehead.

Damn, is this directed at Zhao Linger?

It's so late, instead of asking about my championship, you're just talking about useless things.

For the sake of news, there is really no bottom line.

At least that’s what Tang Xiaobao thinks.

When he lost his temper, the reporters were a little scared.

You know, he has always had a bad temper.

Now he is rich and powerful, and no one dares to make him angry.

While the reporters were frightened, Tang Xiaobao took Yingying away.

When these reporters saw Tang Xiaobao was about to leave, they showed no intention of giving way and continued to surround them.

"Mr. Tang, can you answer our questions directly?"

"Can you accept the interview for a while? We will ask you about your championship later."

"Yes, we will help promote it."

"You said you would cooperate with us, you can't go back on your word."

…

Everyone is talking at once.

Tang Xiaobao said angrily, "What do you mean? Did I ask you to interview me? Do I need your publicity? Didn't I win the championship? Okay, I beg you, no need to promote me, because I don't need your publicity at all. So, please get out of the way."

No one moved out of the way.

Tang Xiaobao was furious and snorted.

Several reporters in front of him fell to the left and right involuntarily.

There was a commotion among the crowd and many people fell down.

Automatically, a path was separated.

This is magic.

It's more than enough to deal with these mortals.

Tang Xiaobao drove away and went straight to a car in the roadside parking lot.

A group of reporters commotioned for a while, and some hurried to their cars.

Tang Xiaobao frowned, looking very unhappy.

When I turned around, I found that Zhao Linger was already waiting in the car. I didn't know how she got in.

"You're here?"

Tang Xiaobao asked with a smile, "Why aren't those reporters blocking you?"

"I came out from the back door. They wanted to block me, but it wasn't that easy. These reporters are the most annoying thing."

Zhao Linger replied.

"Okay, let's go have some midnight snack."

Tang Xiaobao waved his hand and drove off.

There was a car walking in front and a few cars following behind.

Yingying reminded: "There are reporters following us."

"Hey, these people are really haunting me. How about I teach them a lesson?"

Zhao Linger was also a little angry.

It’s not a big deal. Is it necessary to pursue it so relentlessly?

Can we give everyone some private space?

It’s too much, too much.

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Forget it. They want to follow us, right? Then let them follow. We'll eat ours."

"How about we disguise ourselves?"

Yingying suggested.

Tang Xiaobao said calmly, "I won't change my appearance. Besides, they're staring at this car, so changing my appearance is useless. I told you, just let them follow and ignore them."

Yingying said nothing more.

Tang Xiaobao found a shop nearby. Although it was late, it was still open.

The car stopped and the three of them filed in.

The boss and several employees were preparing to close the shop. When they saw Tang Xiaobao suddenly appear with two beauties, they were all surprised and delighted.

There is a TV in the hall. Everyone has just watched the Dancing Competition and is now discussing it.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaobao from the show appeared here.

The boss personally greeted him warmly, "Hey, Mr. Tang is here. What would you like to eat?"

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