I'm not the underworld

Chapter 972
"Boss, listen to me..." the young reporter begged helplessly.

At a young age, he just graduated and entered this newspaper office that appeared in recent years with the rise of cultivation, reporting on cultivation events and the latest research results on cultivation.

The high salary, easy job, and good social status once allowed him to boast in front of his former classmates.

He himself is very satisfied with his current job and is often proud of it.

He never expected that this good job in his eyes would be lost in a few radical words of his.

Just go back like this, not to mention that those former colleagues will point fingers at him, he dare not think about the expressions of his relatives and friends who learned about this matter, and those classmates who once heard him bragging.

He came from a relatively ordinary background, and those relatives around him hoped that others would live worse than them. The poorer the relatives were, the more satisfied their pursuit of superiority would be.

At that time, it will be some hypocritical cynicism.

"Get out of the way!" Chen Yifan didn't feel sorry for the young reporter.

He's still young, and it's time for him to learn his lesson.

Before doing something, everyone should think clearly about whether he can accept the consequences of the incident.

Be prepared to take responsibility for your actions!

Seeing this scene, the other reporters looked at each other in blank dismay, and slowly moved out of the way.

The young reporter was pulled aside by the people from Hulong Villa, and Chen Yifan walked towards the almost full VIP seats.

The reporters didn't catch up again, but they couldn't help but quietly took two photos of Chen Yifan.

Including the reporter who said he was broadcasting live just now, but he actually said that to threaten Chen Yifan.

As for the live broadcast, no matter how many of them were wandering outside, the seniors in their respective news agencies and TV stations had taken over the shooting and live broadcasting of the competition venue or VIP leaders.

The task of the few of them is actually just to interview some random people, and then after a game is over, to interview the contestants on both sides.

The reporters were full of curiosity about Chen Yifan's identity.

Chen Yifan walked towards the VIP seats, and the president of the Taoist Association representing Hulong Villa, one of the twelve elders of Hulong Villa, the old Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe with divine light in his eyes quickly stood up and greeted him.

There are other people on the VIP seats, such as officials from several different departments representing the official power of the country.

For example, the Tao family also sent people to some well-known sect masters and family heads in the country, including the current richest man in the country.

An acquaintance, that kid Tao Yiran.

However, Xiao Yun from Hulong Villa was not there.

As a real and honorary elder of Hulong Villa, he is actually at the venue at this time, but he is not in the seat, but behind the scenes, monitoring the order of the competition venue, arranging the manpower of Hulong Villa, maintaining order, announcing the rules of the game, etc. of.

As the representative of Hulong Mountain Villa, the president of the Daoist Society can almost be regarded as the highest status among these distinguished guests, and he is also half of the host.

After all, this Grand Competition was hosted by Hulong Villa.

Seeing him standing up, the other VIPs saw him, and naturally also stood up, looking towards Chen Yifan.

"Owner, I'm just waiting for you. Now the competition can start!" The head of the Daoist Association said to Chen Yifan with a smile, and respectfully asked Chen Yifan to sit in the middle seat.

When the others heard it, they were startled.

They had heard in advance that the owner of Hulong Mountain Villa would come. In fact, it was just to wait for the late owner of the village. The national live broadcast had already released a 10-minute advertisement.

The owner of Hulong Mountain Villa has always been mysterious, and he has almost never been present on official occasions. The "big shots" who knew that he would come today are all full of curiosity about him.

They never expected that the person who made them scratch their heads like cats scratching for a long time was such a young man.

This is completely out of line with their expectations.

"Sorry, something unexpected happened last night, it's a bit late." Chen Yifan nodded slightly to the president of the Daoist Society, explaining in a moderate voice.

Accidents are indeed accidents. A world is about to "hit the earth". Isn't that unexpected?
Thanks to him, he can still speak so lightly. If other people know the news, how can they even think about participating in the national competition?

Hurry up, dig an underground fortress, and run for your life, shall we?

So, some things can't be made public casually, let ordinary people know!
Otherwise, before the real disaster comes, the world will be destroyed first, and the social order will collapse.

Under the earnest guidance of the president of the Daoist Association, Chen Yifan sat down in the middle of the VIP seats.

Except for the people in the VIP seats, not many people actually noticed him.

The TV stations rarely show the VIP seats, and the VIP seats are very far away from the audience seats, the competition venue, etc., and everyone's eyes are all on the game.

Now that Chen Yifan has arrived, the finals can also begin.

According to the arrangement of Hulong Villa, the head of the Daoist Society came to the stage to deliver a speech.

The immortal Taoist priest appeared on the TV screens of audiences across the country, satisfying all the fantasies of ordinary people about the three words "old god".

In his speech, the president of the Taoist Association emphasized that among the rewards of this competition, there are three soaring quotas during the day.

Although this point has long been spread throughout the country with the propaganda of the cultivation competition, no one knows, no one knows.

But hearing him mention it again on such an occasion undoubtedly affirmed the news. Whether it is the contestants who are lucky enough to come here, or the audience standing in front of TVs, computers and other devices that can watch videos, everyone Excited because of these three promotion places.

Fuck!Ascend by day!Is that the kind of adventure that only the protagonist can get in legends?

Ascension by day is really possible. Are there really gods in the world?
That's right, there have been many "witches" and "wizards" who can communicate with gods. Maybe gods really exist.

But let them become gods themselves, who would dare to think of these little people?
Of course, it is not all harmonious, and there are some people who like to make troubles, full of doubts about this world.

The three quotas for becoming immortals offered by Hulong Mountain Villa also made them spread conspiracy theories.

But no matter what, these three quotas for becoming immortals have successfully mobilized the emotions of hundreds of millions of people across the country.

Beside Chen Yifan, a distinguished guest two seats away turned to look at him and asked, "Villa Master, have you really mastered the method of rising in the daytime at Hulong Villa?"

"Isn't this a quick way to practice? Can practice be done quickly?"

(End of this chapter)