Chapter 278: The Arrival of the Horn
"There is no time to lose, so you guys should hurry up and get ready."
Lin Shiyi looked at the time and thought that Ah Chen should be here soon.
Meanwhile, many reporters crowded in, wanting to interview him: "Excuse me, sir, isn't the stage tonight the celebration stage built by Vice President Long for Lei Jie? Why do you sound like you want to confess your love?"
"It's spreading like wildfire online now. People think that this is the celebration stage built by Vice President Long for Lei Jie..."
"Sir, could you please answer our questions? Please cooperate with us!"
The reporters gathered at the front became annoyed when they saw that Lin Shiyi was speechless and refused to reveal a single word.
"Security, who let these reporters in?" Lin Shiyi shouted at the security guard in the association. Soon, many people gathered around and asked the reporters to leave a certain area.
Lin Shiyi was already busy with everything, and it was not easy for him to take a few minutes to rest, but he was detained by this group of brainless reporters.
Those who didn't know would think that Lin Shiyi was working for this group of reporters and had to cooperate with their work.
"Why are you so proud? It's just a confession. Why is it such a big deal?" A reporter was very annoyed. "Check who this guy is. He must have a background to be able to set up a stage outside the association. I will hire someone to discredit this guy."
"Who knows this guy's name? Let me check it out."
"My name is Lin Shiyi, and I'm from the Lin family."
Obviously, the people who had run for election before were also here. They casually let the reporters know something: "I advise you not to mess with this guy. You can't afford to mess with him."
"We can't afford to offend him?" A female reporter sneered: "Who said we should provoke him? In this day and age, writing a piece of fabricated news is enough to get him into trouble."
"If you dare to write any negative news about Lin Shiyi, the newspaper you work for will be closed down. Don't disbelieve it." The person who spoke was the guy who almost became autistic during the high school talent competition.
When his ten shocking poems came out, his blood pressure rose.
Another contestant who was participating in the music talent competition said, "If you mess with other people, you might only offend one company or one force. But if you mess with Lin Shiyi, you will offend all the bigwigs in the music, education, and film and television circles."
The group of judges before could not let go of Lin Shiyi and they all rushed to curry favor with this future big shot.
Being able to achieve results that even the older generation cannot achieve at this age, if he is given another ten years, the Art Association will be his empire.
"Fuck... I found out that this guy is not from Zhongzhou. He is the president of the Hanzhou Music Association?"
"At only 21 years old, he has already reached the status of a music god?"
"Once, overnight, 24 ancient poems were published simultaneously..."
After the various achievements were displayed, the expressions of the people around him varied greatly.
"Being crowned as a music god at the age of 21? Don't praise that guy. Even the youngest music god, Lei Jie, was crowned as a god at the age of 26..."
However, before the group of people could come up with a conclusion, the stage lights suddenly shone on a figure on the periphery.
The adjutant stood outside the crowd and led the general to the back, revealing a gratified smile: "I have finally waited for this moment. It has not been easy."
Chen Baiguang had just been pulled here by his adjutant, and he was still confused. Didn’t something happen to Eleven? How did I get dragged to this place?
There is a big stage in front. Could it be that something unexpected happened to Eleven here?
Even when the light was turned on, Chen Baiguang was still stunned: "What... is going on?"
Looking at the empty stage, there was no figure.
I turned my head and looked at the adjutant again. This guy was walking far away.
Can anyone tell me what's going on?
"Adjutant, come on, tell me what's going on?" Chen Baiguang vaguely thought of something, but he was not sure, so he still wanted to find someone to ask about the situation.
Because Eleven said that he would give himself an answer when he came back from the association.
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