As he was leaving, Fang Yang realized that he had underestimated his influence and misjudged the shamelessness of the superstars.
As soon as he stepped out, he was spotted by reporters. Countless flashes of light blinded Fang Yang, and before he could react, he was surrounded by a multitude of reporters. More than a dozen microphones were practically shoved into his mouth. In particular, Hong Kong superstar Liu Hua announced, "Fang Yang is out." Before the reporters could even react, he pushed them aside and walked out with an air of nonchalance.
The initial gap in the encirclement was immediately sealed off by the reporters interviewing Liu Hua, infuriating Fang Yang to the point of wanting to curse. How could there be such a shameless superstar, using others as pawns so casually? He had originally wanted the superstars to take some of the firepower, but he didn't expect to be used instead!
"Hello Mr. Fang, I'm a reporter from Southern Metropolis Daily. You won more than a dozen awards at this year's Golden Melody Awards, breaking the previous record for the most awards. How do you feel about that?"
"Hello Mr. Fang, I am a reporter from the South China Evening News. You have achieved great success this time. Could you share your feelings?"
"Hello Mr. Fang, I am a reporter from Yangcheng Evening News. You wrote so many classic songs in just one year. Do you have any secrets to it?"
"Hello Mr. Fang, I am a reporter from Southern Entertainment News. This time you beat out a group of superstars to win the highest honor. Do you feel that you now deserve the title of superstar?"
"Mr. Fang, I am..."
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Fang Yang felt like there were six hundred ducks quacking in his ears. He was completely overwhelmed, his brain was buzzing and he felt like it was about to explode. Where were the security guards? Where had they all gone? At this moment, Fang Yang regretted not bringing a few bodyguards. Looking at the sea of heads, it was impossible to squeeze out!
"Stop. I will only answer three questions. Think them over before you ask. I will not answer any more than three."
Fang Yang mustered all his strength and shouted loudly. Anyway, these people probably wouldn't leave without answering the questions, but it was impossible for Fang Yang to fulfill everyone's wishes, so he might as well answer a few.
The reporters in the front row were startled by Fang Yang's outburst. Three questions? What good are three questions? Three questions per person would be more like it. Fang Yang dodged them last time in Xingcheng. Now he'll settle both old and new scores at once. With so many people here, aren't you afraid that Fang Yang can disappear into thin air?
Fang Yang turned slightly to the side, hoping Zheng Xiuli would find a chance to slip away quickly. He had originally wanted to bring Zheng Xiuli along to increase her screen time and give her an interview to improve her exposure, but now that things were like this, it was better to leave as soon as possible.
However, what nearly frustrated Fang Yang to death was that Zheng Xiuli had disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a dense crowd of people, including cameras that were raised high and flashing intermittently. She was surrounded by at least a hundred people, and no security guards came to her rescue. If a stampede occurred, the organizing committee would probably be in serious trouble!
The reporters in the front row held up their microphones, waiting for Fang Yang to reply. The reporters in the back row couldn't see what was happening in front, so they pushed forward desperately. It wouldn't be long before an accident happened.
Fang Yang stood on tiptoe and looked around, but he couldn't see a single security guard. What the hell were those security guards doing? Didn't they see that these reporters were getting carried away and if they didn't come up and separate them, there would really be a stampede?
Grabbing the reporter at the front who was shoving a microphone in his face, Fang Yang roared, "If we keep going like this, we'll all be crushed into meat patties. You guys listen to me, shout for security! Something's happened here!"
Seeing that the reporter was still hesitant, Fang Yang shouted, "Don't worry, we'll find a place to hold a press conference after we get out. We can't conduct interviews like this anyway."
The reporters surrounding Fang Yang also felt a bit breathless from being squeezed. Seeing that Fang Yang's words made sense, they nodded in agreement to his request. There were too many people on site, and their voices were too soft to be heard.
Seeing that everyone agreed, Fang Yang raised three fingers high. At this moment, it was better to express the number with gestures than to shout it out.
Fang Yang silently bent his fingers, one finger per second, and after three times, he began to shout hoarsely, "Security, something's happened here!"
The shouts of five or six people in front and behind were not very effective at the entrance of a gate with hundreds of people, but they were enough to ensure that twenty or thirty people around could hear them clearly. Although these people did not know what was going on, their instinct for self-preservation resisted their desire to squeeze in.
Although those outside still wanted to squeeze in, they had indeed stopped within five or six laps of Fang Yang and were even forming a resistance to move outwards. This gave Fang Yang and the surrounding area some breathing room.
Fang Yang raised his fingers again, making sure that the twenty or thirty people around could see them. As he curled up his third finger, the twenty or thirty people shouted in unison, "Security! Something's happened here!"
Compared to the shouts of five or six people, the simultaneous shouts of twenty or thirty people were enough for even the people on the outermost edge to hear clearly. The group of people on the periphery, who were still trying to squeeze in, suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Something happened inside? What happened? Who is in trouble?"
An instinctive reaction caused these people to stop in their tracks, and the scene fell silent for a moment.
At this moment, Zhu Laosan and Zhong Hongbao, along with several security guards, hurriedly pushed aside the reporters who were blocking their way and rushed in, saying, "Make way, make way."
Thinking something had happened, reporters spontaneously made way for them, while quick-thinking reporters had already raised their cameras and pressed the shutter. If something had really happened, this was the perfect time to get firsthand information. No matter who was in trouble, tonight's breaking news would definitely grab the attention of netizens.
Zhu Laosan and his group, who had squeezed in, also thought something had happened. They pushed their way through the cleared passage to Fang Yang and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he was unharmed. "We'll find security to come and meet you after we get out. There were just too many people to squeeze in right away. Luckily, the shouting earlier calmed them down, otherwise, who knows what might have happened."
Fang Yang noticed that one of the three or four security guards who had come with him had a megaphone, so he took it and shouted loudly, "Fellow reporters, reporters here, hello everyone, I am Fang Yang. First of all, thank you for your enthusiasm, but I have to say that it is easy for accidents to happen when we are all crowded together like this, and we can't do any interviews. Listen to me, everyone. We will find a hotel nearby and hold a short press conference. It will be safe and convenient for you to conduct your interviews. What do you think?"
The reporters, who had initially thought something had happened inside, were quietly waiting for the results when they suddenly heard Fang Yang's words and were overjoyed. It turned out that nothing had happened and there had been no safety incident. Everyone was also pleased with Fang Yang's suggestion to hold a press conference at a hotel. In the current situation, it was impossible to conduct any interviews. There were simply too many people, and the scene was too noisy to hear anything being interviewed.
Those inside had no objections, and those outside were even more supportive. Seeing that the situation was under control, Fang Yang asked a few security guards which nearby hotel could be used to hold the press conference, as it was getting late and it would be better to settle things as soon as possible.
These security guards were hired by the organizing committee from nearby and were very familiar with the area. One of the guards gestured and said, "If you want to hold a press conference as soon as possible, go to the Hilton Hotel. The venue there is large enough and it's not far away. It's only a ten-minute walk."
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