: On TV

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Little RB brought a shameful page to the modern history of the Dynasty, killing more than 30 million compatriots. In Nanjing alone, 300,000 unarmed compatriots died tragically in the hands of Little RB. This is the pain of the Dynasty, it is the Dynasty The pain of the people. The small RB did not admit his account and did not say, but also had a chance to talk about the Nanjing Massacre.
This is so outrageous that the atmosphere in the entire hall is so cold. As long as the eyes of Tianchao are full of hatred, I can't wait to slap this RB female reporter.
Ye Chen clenched his fist, too hard, the back of his hands were getting blue, little RB really TM is nothing.
Song Hongyu's eyes were full of fierceness, his face was blue, his lips were tight, and he stared fiercely at this RB female reporter.
Even western reporters were surprised, thinking that they heard it wrong. How could a young RB reporter raise such a question on such occasions?
John Brown, the American journalist who wears a pair of pants with little RB, has an incredible look.
"Woohoo." Song Hongyu took a hard breath and forced himself to calm down. If he did something unsettling and propagandized the Western media, there would be trouble.
"This RB reporter, I tell you very seriously, as well as those who refuse to plead guilty, the history of RB aggression cannot be discredited! The heinous crimes committed by RB cannot be discredited! RB slaughtered 300,000 defenseless in Nanjing The wicked sins of our compatriots cannot be discredited! "Song Hongyu held back his anger, with a high tone and a particularly harsh tone.
Poppy.
The celestial reporters applauded fiercely and agreed with Song Hongyu's statement.
Little RB has always wanted to beautify the history of aggression against the heavens, and always wanted to deny this history, which was delusional and impossible.
Ye Chen could not help but shake his head in his ears. Song Hongyu's statement was no problem, but it was not harsh enough, and he did not understand the hate. Then he said, "This RB reporter, what I want to tell you is: Everyone on earth knows the American soldiers After a lot of RB women, why don't you ask these RB women? Is it uncomfortable? Or do you want to stay? "
Quiet!
Deadly silence!
Everyone, including RB female reporters, seemed to be hacked by thunder, with their mouths widened, eyes widened, and wood carvings.
Ye Chen's answer was not sharp, it was too sharp to say anything. It can be said to be one of the most powerful answers since the press conference.
No one would believe it to be true if they hadn't heard it in person. No one would believe that someone would dare to use reporters to answer questions at the press conference.
Poppy!
After a long while, finally came back, Tianchao reporters stood up and applauded violently. They were too hard, their palms were red, and they were still clapping.
It was Song Hongyu. After a long pause, he reacted, then stood up and applauded.
As an official, he couldn't say something. Now, Ye Chen's counterattack was so defiant, so resentful. It made him happy and had to applaud.
Even Western reporters are applauding, especially those journalists who don't wear a pair of pants with Andre, applauding and laughing.
The RB female reporter blushed and her ears were falling, her eyes were about to fall, and she was faint, thinking that something had gone wrong with her ear, and she heard it wrong. How can there be such a rude answer to a reporter, let alone she is still a woman.
Ye Chen answered her female reporter like this.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt wronged. The tears of this RB female reporter rolled in her eyes, but she wanted to hold back, but it broke out in desperation.
However, Ye Chen did not intend to let her go, and said, "Wait a minute."
"What are you going to do?" The RB female reporter was scared, with a look of horror, thinking that Ye Chen was going to treat her.
"You look at yourself too high, I have no interest in you. Maybe some special actors in your country will be interested in you." Ye Chen grinned, mockingly.
Haha!
A burst of laughter sounded, and everyone laughed, even the western reporter wearing a pair of pants with RB is no exception.
What are some special actors, that is the BT young RB Ye Chen who shoots AV is really poisonous, isn't this calling the RB female reporter an actress?
Song Hongyu applauded, shook his head and smiled bitterly. This Ye Chen would really seize the opportunity. As long as he was given the opportunity, he would chase after him. However, degassing is what it is doing!
"You ... bully." The RB female reporter was so angry that her tears flowed.
"Did I not tell you? Special actors in your country are interested in you." Ye Chen's mouth was straight.
Haha!
Ye Chen was chasing after this RB female journalist, this was fiercely pumping her. Everyone thought it was very funny and laughed again. The RB female reporter listened in her ears, anxious to find a place to dig into it.
"You are like this, it reminds me of your female defense chief who cried when she was named and cried when she was questioned in Congress. Your defense chief loves crying, no wonder you also cry." Ye Chen mocked.
The female defense officer of RB wanted to worship ghosts at 815, and the dynasty was particularly tough, so she called her name. If she dared to worship ghosts, she would not be able to worship ghosts any more, only in tears.
She cried when opposition parties questioned her ability in Congress.
Haha!
Women's defense officers love crying noses, and everyone on the planet knows that everyone laughed and laughed.
"You you you ..." The RB female reporter was so angry that she didn't know what to say.
Ye Chen waved his hand as if he was catching flies, and said, "Go back and discuss the crying sutra with your female defense chief."
These words caused another laughter. What is the crying scripture? Ye Chen is really right, it doesn't hurt people without dirty words.
The female reporter of RB had red ears and red ears, with a look of astonishment, and ran away.
This matter has come to an end. The people who came to the press conference had very different views on Ye Chen. The reporters in the dynasty felt that Ye Chen was particularly powerful and good. He liked him very much.
But Western journalists who love to sing down the dynasty are wary, afraid of Ye Chen's trouble in finding them. Western journalists like John have traveled to many countries and participated in many press conferences, but this is the first time they have encountered such a cruel person as Ye Chen and had to be afraid.
The next question was interesting. Tianchao reporter urged to ask a question and asked some interesting and private things. Ye Chen, who could answer, answered, and those who couldn't answer avoided it.
Western journalists, especially those who love to sing the dynasty, do not raise their hands anymore. They dare not ask questions. God knows if it will irritate Ye Chen and make them embarrassed.
In this way, for a while, the press conference was over.
Huh, the reporter from the dynasty came up and made Ye Chen's water leak out.
"Scientist Ye, sign me a film, okay?" Xu Jing's electric eye was discharged, full of electricity, and looked forward to it.
"Sign me."
"And I."
The dynasty reporter looked at Ye Chen with eager eyes and wanted to get Ye Chen's signature.
"Okay." They were so enthusiastic, Ye Chen couldn't resist, and agreed.
The first one signed for Xu Jing, Xu Jing was particularly happy, and also shoved his business card into Ye Chen's hands, and said, "Scientist Ye, this is a business card from someone. Come to me if you have any questions." Throwing an electric eye To Ye Chen.
After a while, Ye Chen received a large number of business cards, and many of his business cards were sent out.
After a busy day, Ye Chen was finally relieved.
"Xiaoye, yes, yes." Song Hongyu put his hands on Ye Chen's shoulders, his eyes widened, and he looked at Ye Chenhao for a while and praised him.
Ye Chen was seen a little hairy and busy: "Uncle Song, you are too old, I am not interested in you."
"Small boy, what about Hu Lihe?" Song Hongyu knocked on Ye Chen's shoulder and gave Ye Chen a glance. "I'm still worried about your inexperience and fell into the pit dug by the reporter. Now it seems that I'm worried in vain. Now, your kid is not only smart, but he is also able to seize the opportunity to answer old questions, and it is very rare to be very powerful! Very angry! "
Today's press conference was initially troubled by Western reporters. Song Hongyu's answer was quite satisfactory, which was too soft and weak. Ye Chen's answer was very sharp and very powerful, which made people listen to it.
In the end, the Western Chronicles did not dare to ask questions. This was Song Hongyu's first encounter in his life, and he had to admire it. Ye Chen was terrific.
"Our founding leaders haven't said that, imperialism is a paper tiger. As long as you get tough, these Western journalists with discolored glasses will only admit it." Ye Chen said.
"I also know this, but I am an official, and I ca n’t say something. You do n’t have this restraint. If you want to talk about it, just talk about it." Song Hongyu has some regrets. Being an official is good, but he is too restrained to let go. Great job.
After a while, say goodbye to Song Hongyu.
"Brother, you are so good." Ding Yiling hung on Ye Chen's arm, excited like a birdie, and said, "I have recorded everything, I want to put it on my Weibo, I want my Weibo It will definitely fire. "
The advent of photonic chips is in itself explosive news. Then there was Ye Chen's sharp answer.
When Ding Yiling said that she could do it, she immediately posted it on Weibo. Not long after, there were hundreds of clicks and nearly ten reprints.
Ye Chen took Ding Yiling for a stroll. By the evening, Ding Yiling's Weibo was on fire. Thousands of clicks and hundreds of reprints were well received.
Brother, this is the rhythm of fire! Ye Chen thought a little bitch.
In the evening, the national television broadcast a press conference in the news. The national television station's news at seven o'clock every night was only thirty minutes, but it gave Ye Chen twelve minutes, showing its importance. This news naturally has to be edited. Ye Chen's answer to Western reporters and RB female reporters has been kept intact, even Ye Chen's swear words have remained intact.
Such a thing is very rare on the national television station, and we can see how appreciative Ye Chen's answer is this time.
Before the news was over, Ye Chen frowned, and the system was moving.
"Congratulations to the host for 1 point."
"Congratulations to the host for 1 point."
"Congratulations to the host for 1 point."
Ye Chen turned on the system and glanced at the blue screen with a look of shock.