You said you were bragging, but why are you serious?

Chapter 171 Director Su is good at this

Just as Wang Weijian thought, all he needed to do was provide Su Wei with a suitable stage, and he would do it himself without anyone having to worry about it.

Regardless of Su Wei's reason for wanting to show off, Wang Weijian's goal was achieved.

Showing your upper limit in front of the boss is a win-win situation.

In many cases, few people would believe that a mortal body could actually achieve this level unless they saw it with their own eyes.

Even after seeing it with their own eyes, some of the big guys present still questioned its authenticity, and even asked Wang Weijian how he achieved such an effect.

Su Wei's performance made Wang Weijian's face exposed in front of the big boss. This was also the face he earned by his forward-looking operation on Gu Wu.

The higher the upper limit of ancient martial arts, the broader the prospects in the recognition of big bosses, and this also means resource tilt and right to speak.

Wang Weijian's right to speak determines the living environment of Gu Wu and Gu Fang to a certain extent.

The greater his voice, the less restricted Su Wei and his derivative products will be.

Su Wei didn't really want to understand this, otherwise he wouldn't have refused Wang Weijian's invitation in the first place.

For Su Wei, the more direct benefit lies in the subsequent interview.

Whether the golden scales can turn into a dragon depends on this wave.

Su Wei's race ended very early. Others had not even finished a quarter of the race, but he had already finished the entire race with a relaxed and contented look.

The picture returned by the drone's aerial footage was extremely clear. Master Su, who is said to have "only ten years of strength", did not even sweat on his forehead, as if such an intense competition was not even a warm-up exercise for him. .

Looking at the picture on the big screen, Wang Weijian suddenly laughed to himself.

What Shen Haoyu said is absolutely right. Don't guess Su Wei's trump card. You always think that he has reached the limit of what he can take out, but when he turns around, he will give you a big mouth.

Qing Gong flew to the eleventh floor, his face pale and sweating profusely?
  The entertainment industry owes you a statuette!

……

After the game, Wang Weijian's pretense was over after sending away a group of big guys.

However, at the same time, Su Wei's pretense had just begun.

This match video will definitely be considered top secret in the short term and cannot be disseminated casually.

The base is not an Olympic venue, and there are no professional hosts. The promised post-game interview could only be a temporary guest appearance.

In the lounge, I randomly found a white wall with a flag on it, and pulled a eloquent little soldier to act as a reporter. Below, a group of soldiers who had just finished the race and were covered in sweat were gathered as spectators.

When Su Wei saw such a simple venue, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Is this the promised post-match interview? Wang Weijian is a dog, right? Doesn't his conscience hurt when he deceives me like this?"

"Ahem, Director Su, it's still live broadcast, please pay attention to the impact."

The little warrior who was pushed into adulthood was named Song Xianfeng. When he heard Su Wei choreographing Wang Weijian, he had no choice but to remind him softly.

It's okay if he didn't remind him. As soon as he said the reminder, the soldiers below who acted as non-professional spectators burst into laughter.

Wang Weijian is the leader of the ancient martial arts research group, and can also be regarded as half the boss of these people.

However, in the base, there are always rules and regulations during training. During breaks, everyone calls each other brothers and makes all kinds of jokes.

Of course, most people would not dare to scold Wang Weijian like this.

But doesn’t this mean that Director Su and Team Leader Wang have a close relationship?
  "Hmm... Live broadcast? Then I have to pay attention to my image. By the way, how many people are watching this thing now?"

"The whole camp is watching the live broadcast. This is the training task for the afternoon. Team leader Wang has told us that from now until dinner, it will be a post-game interview."

Wang Weijian's original words were: Director Su only cares about this, we must let him pretend to be happy.

Even if Song Xianfeng was killed, he would not dare to say this in front of Su Wei. Su Wei glanced around the surrounding environment and felt that nothing was exciting. He scolded Wang Weijian countless times.

However, since everything was done as a task and the discipline was strict, Su Wei was not worried that no one would take the interview seriously.

"Okay, it's barely passable, let's get started."

What Su Wei didn't know was that although Song Xianfeng didn't dare to say Wang Weijian's words to Su Wei, how could he not tell others about such a good topic.

It has spread all over privately, and Su Wei is still kept in the dark about this scandal.

However, it’s not a big problem. Soldiers all admire the strong, and so do martial arts practitioners.

And Su Wei can no longer be described as strong.

It's better than before. Everyone thought that he could only surpass it if he worked hard within ten years.

But a big competition directly crushed everyone's thoughts of surpassing him.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be "Su Shen", which can only be looked up at but not touched.

Being a little more skinny will help improve everyone's good impression of Su Wei.

After hearing that Su Wei was no longer concerned about the venue environment, Song Xianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, took out a small notebook from his pocket and said:
  "Okay, then we will officially start the post-game interview. Tsk, first question, Coach Su, how do you think you performed in today's game?"

Su Wei was stunned when he heard the question.

Good guy, [Real Post-match Interview], right?
  "I don't think you want to hear a high-EQ reply like 'I think my performance is average and needs to be improved' from my mouth. Forget it, I think my performance today is pretty good."

Song Xianfeng glanced at Su Wei, and then at the small notebook in his hand. After doing this several times, he began to sweat on his forehead.

This is a live broadcast for more than [-] people. After repeatedly confirming the draft of the questions, Song Xianfeng only felt that his future was dark.

"Um... um... Su, how do Director Su think your opponent performed today?"

Hearing the second question, Su Wei couldn't hold himself any longer.

Su Wei snatched the small notebook from Song Xianfeng's hand and glanced at it:
  What difficulties did you encounter during the competition and how did you overcome them?

How did you feel after winning first place?

Do you have any plans or expectations for the next step?

……

"What the hell! Who prepared this thing?"

This is no longer a perfunctory thing, this is a complete disregard for me, Master Su.

The book was handed over just before the interview started, and Song Xianfeng didn't even have time to check the contents.

No matter how hard he scratched his head, he couldn't figure out why Wang Weijian wanted to trick him like this.

At this time, a difficult choice lies before us, whether or not to take the blame for Team Leader Wang...

Song Xianfeng felt that with his small body, he might not be able to carry this pot.

"Wang... Wang..."

"Okay, you don't need to say anything! Brother Xiao Jian, I will remember this grudge!"

Su Wei showed a bright smile to the camera.

At this moment, the entire battalion of thirty to forty thousand people knew that someone was going to be in trouble.

(End of this chapter)