In the afternoon, as what happened to Zhao Changan last night was being discussed on the bbs of several local universities in Mingzhu, his mobile phone gradually became busy.

Wang Yu, Qin Youyuan, Liu Qihua, He Yu, Min Mingfei, Yu Yingxue, Jing Xiu, Pan Gao, Lu Xiao, Tian Zi,——

Even Tong Xiaoyu called to inquire.

The network at this time was far from as developed as it would be in the future, and because of the time lag, calls in the afternoon were basically limited to the Pearl.

Zhao Changan knew without thinking that in the next few days, he would receive inquiries from relatives and friends from all over the world from time to time.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Changan put on half a Peking Opera martial arts mask and walked onto the stage.

There were many more spectators in the small square than in the morning.

It was estimated that there were no less than 2,000 people. While watching the performance, they were eager to get the remaining two JMC light trucks.

"Zhao Chang'an, I saw on the Internet that you had a conflict with someone last night. The four of you beat more than a dozen people to their heads. You are so powerful! There was also a girl who was kicked and had her ribs broken.

Is it like this?"

The female host obviously still remembered the grudge she had in the morning, and her words were extremely inflammatory.

After hearing what the female host said, the small square suddenly became abuzz with discussions.

gang war.

And he also beats women.

Kicked and broke the ribs!

Just hearing about this incident will tell you how bad it is.

"Um."

Zhao Changan admitted frankly.

"What?"

"Did I hear correctly?"

"This kid looks so handsome, how can he fight?"

"Or fight in groups, beat women, and break their ribs?"

"Why don't you arrest him? Why do you still have the nerve to sing!"

"Are you a celebrity? Find someone, pay some money, and then put it down."

"No matter how good you are at singing, you can't do it without moral character!"

"Are TC and JMC so poor and have no money that they invite such a morally corrupt person to sing?"

"Block him and make him understand that you must learn to be a good person before doing anything!"

The whole small square was in uproar.

Many people looked at Zhao Changan on the stage with expressions of disdain and disgust.

Lao Wang, the vice president of marketing at TC who was in charge of this event, was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat and kept scolding the female host in his mind: Why is she so crazy?

No wonder she has a good face, good figure, and good business. She never hesitates to eat, drink, or sleep with her, but she has never become popular. She has always been a low-level host.

You deserve not to be popular!

And this Zhao Changan, are you crazy about money? You got into a fight with marks on your face, and you came here to get money!

"no--"

"Xiaoxiao, shut up!"

Zeng Xiaoxiao, standing on the side of the stage, was anxious to explain loudly to the crowd.

Lu Feifei pulled her hard and told her to stop talking.

"Feifei, they are wronging Brother Chang'an, I have to tell the truth!"

Zeng Xiaoxiao was so anxious that her face turned blood red.

"Yes Feifei, although people may not believe us when we say it, but if we don't say a word, then we are convinced!"

Yin Wan beside him was also a little anxious.

"What is settled? Isn't it already settled?"

"Can,"

Lu Feifei interrupted Zeng Xiaoxiao: "Is he fighting in a group?"

"Can,"

"If you say no to Coco, I'll ask you if you are okay?"

"Feifei, which side are you on?"

Zeng Xiaoxiao glared at Lu Feifei.

"Are you as smart as Zhao Changan?"

Lu Feifei asked.

"Of course I'm not as smart as Chang'an. I worked so hard to get to the college entrance examination, but does this have anything to do with it?"

"You can think of it, but he can't think of it? If he really doesn't want to face this, he can just put off this business show. You didn't listen to him at noon. In order to insist on this business show, he talked to his manager

There’s a falling out!”

"What do you mean?"

Zeng Xiaoxiao was still anxious and confused.

"Xiaoxiao, listen to Feifei, let's see how Zhao Changan responds!"

After all, Yin Wan next to her came from 211, and her brain was quite flexible, so she understood what Lu Feifei wanted to express.

"Why do I still don't understand?"

Zeng Xiaoxiao looked at Yin Wan.

Yin Wan looked at Lu Feifei.

"What use do you two expect from me? I'm not the roundworm in Zhao Changan's belly?"

Lu Feifei said frankly that she couldn't understand either.

"Go down, go down!"

"Get off!"

"Next, next!"

At this time, in the small square, people were already booing and trying to knock Zhao Changan down.

"That's not the case!"

"He did nothing wrong!"

"What do you mean he did nothing wrong? Did he fight?"

"Someone else smashed his window first!"

"How do you know so clearly? Go down, go down, and someone can smash his window for no reason?"

"That's right! If a slap can't make a sound, he must have done something bad to be hated by others. Why doesn't anyone smash the windows of my house? Get out!"

"You are all unreasonable, aren't you?"

"If you keep yelling, I will beat you to death. Your uncle is the most reasonable!"

"You young people, it's okay to fight. I don't want to hear what you say. It's just lies. Get out of here and embarrass yourself on the stage!"

"Young people don't learn well!" In a small square with more than 2,000 people, dozens of young people argued for Zhao Changan, which aroused the anger of 1,600 to 1,600 adults.

They blamed these young people one after another.

And amidst the hustle and bustle, Zhao Changan began his fourth plagiarism song.

""Stubborn", I hope you like it."

I started to play and sing immersed in self-care and the rest was noisy.

"When I am different from the world, then let me be different~

To me, perseverance means using strength to overcome strength~

If I compromise with myself, if I lie to myself~

Even if others forgive,

I can’t forgive either~

The most beautiful wish must be the craziest~

I am my own god~

Where I live,—"
To be continued...