The full-level boss is laid off and re-employed in StarCraft.

Chapter 142 Finding the Most Reasonable Explanation for My Face

After all, Longshan Town has a special status and status, and so many outsiders are not allowed to gather in a short period of time. No matter what reason they use for freedom of interviews, they have to stay outside the town honestly.

Regardless of whether it is a top-level military academy or a local military academy, journalists should not try to play the trick of moral kidnapping and language traps. If it doesn’t work, just leave.

Cen Wen enlarged the photo and held up a light screen for the students around him to see.

"I'm going, so many reporters are here?"

"There were not so many people last year."

"It's not just last year. Every year, routine interviews will only come to a few specific media."

"Even if the old friend comes, he will be waiting in the school. He won't hang out here to dry. He can't even enter the town."

Captain Bo leaned over and zoomed in on the photo with his fingers to search carefully. He looked up, down, left, and right, and with the help of countless pairs of eyes around him, he couldn't find the old friend's car except that there were mostly gossip media at the scene.

"The gossip media is too scary. They are on the ground now, and when they see our aircraft, they will immediately drive to catch up with the team and rush. We will not shoot them down because of the large number of people. We will achieve our goal by rushing in."

"The military academy is serious about letting outsiders drive in and rush in and not shoot back? They say they are the media, so they must be the media? It's just a few years of peace, and the military academy is so weak that it can be manipulated by civilians at will? Is it okay? "

Cen Wen pretended to be surprised.

But in fact, I was not very surprised. When the war was fierce 300 years ago, people with yin and yang eccentricities gathered together. In addition to facing the enemy head-on, you must also be careful of the two devils who stabbed you in the back. The banner of free speech.

"Boss Cen, there's no need for that." Captain Bo pinched Cen Wen quickly, "Let's think of a way to persuade the school not to do stupid things, don't think too much about it."

"I didn't think much of it."

"But that's not what your face says. Please."

"Okay, I will try my best to endure."

The students around are not stupid, as soon as Cen Wen said that, they knew that they wanted bad food. Boss Cen, who doesn’t like to show up, can see that he is most annoyed by the gossip media. If this is not handled well, she will change her mind and not read Longshan What should I do?
The students who can participate in the annual military academy exercise are all excellent students, so it is not surprising to contact the director of the principal's office directly.

The school stated that when their aircraft is about to arrive, they will send military aircraft to respond, and will not allow uninvited media to come in and out at will.

The invited media are already waiting at the school. Cen Wen wants to take a group photo together. If she still does not agree to show up, she will have her face stamped.

Cen Wen agreed, it's better to code and not show your face.

Everything went according to plan. When the aircraft was about to arrive in Longshan Town, two military aircraft flew out from the school and circled at low altitude outside the town. The huge roar suppressed the gossip media who were about to move.

The aircraft used by the students took the opportunity to fly into the sky above the town and headed for the school. The two aircraft threatened the ground again and then turned around to follow.

These gossip media that rub off on popularity and traffic are lying on the ground and can't get up. The buzzing in their heads seems to be the huge noise. Many people have tinnitus, and there seems to be a trumpet in their ears. People can't hear clearly, and they can't do things at all.

The outraged gossip reporters immediately wrote articles and posted them on the Internet, condemning the rudeness and domineering of Longshan Military Academy.

The public relations department of Longshan Military Academy ignored them at all.

The top military academies gave them a look, and they were giving them face.

The speed of the aircraft was very fast, and while the journalists provoked scolding on the Internet, the teams participating in the exhibition landed safely.

Cen Wen traveled with them to the square in front of the administrative building for group interviews and group photos.

Before the official shooting, the reporters and the students stood together and had a brief chat, especially for a few key interview subjects. They typed up an interview script in advance, and the reporters asked questions, and the students could decide what to say.

Cen Wen is also a key interviewee.

The therapists invited in the exhibition competition every year will have such an interview opportunity to promote themselves and gain both fame and fortune.

The reporters were most curious about her. Boss Cen, who never showed his face in the live broadcast, finally saw a real person this time.

"Well, Boss Cen looks very kind."

The reporter from Li Nan Daily looked at Cen Wen curiously, and looked at several other colleagues, all of whom had similar expressions.

Cen Wen is also looking at them, but now that the average age of people has increased to [-] years old, you can't tell their age just by looking at their faces.

"Look at my face? Many people say that, so I hide my face to save trouble."

"Oh? Did you bump into a celebrity?"

The more the reporters watched, the more confused they became. Although they are not gossip entertainment reporters, there is no such a face among famous stars?
"Can I ask your ages? Mainly, are there any children who are studying at home?"

"We all have one or two kids at home."

"Then do you usually tutor your children in reading? Especially history?"

"……history?!"

Several reporters looked at each other, suddenly a female reporter poked her wristband a few times, zoomed in on a few photos, stepped in front of Cen Wen, looked at her for a while, and looked at the photos for a while, and compared them with the naked eye.

"I'm going, it really looks like it!" The female reporter nodded more and more as she looked at it. At this moment, she completely understood Cen Wen's faceless behavior, "No wonder you want to hide your face, it's so terrible."

"What? What did you find?"

Other reporters leaned over, and Cen Wen stretched his neck to take a look.

Not surprisingly, the few photos on the female reporter's bracelet are photos of her battlefield 300 years ago. Her body is dirty, blood and dust, but the real person and the photo are put together, as long as she is not blind, she can see it. A striking similarity emerges.

from history textbooks.

"My second child happened to be taking the history exam. I checked the information for her a few days ago and bought tutoring materials."

"I'll go, it really looks like it!"

The reporters also had the same opinion.

"And your name is also Cen Wen, exactly the same name, not a single word is wrong."

"It's funny how the looks and names are coincidental."

"No wonder you have to cover your face. If you want to show it, it's hard to say where the public opinion on the Internet will go."

"If you enter the show business circle, you will definitely be the number one special actor of this full-scale boss."

"Don't, I'm going to play this boss, and both of them will lose face." Cen Wen looked disgusted, and the word "rejection" was written all over his body.

"Okay, don't worry, I will give you a thick size later, so that I can't tell what you look like."

"Okay, thank you."

The reporters all nodded, and Cen Wen felt relieved.

They settled down here, but they forgot to beware of the students walking around, and let them eavesdrop. One or two also searched for historical photos on the Internet, and found out the only full-level wooden boss , stood a few meters away and compared faces with Cen Wen.

(End of this chapter)