The group of reporters also had embarrassed expressions, and it was indeed them who were wrong.

But now that he was robbed by Zhou Fan, he was suddenly a little annoyed and angry, and choked up:

"Yes, yes, it's true that you're very good, you're very good, the first in the college entrance examination, but so what, you're just a poor student now."

"You know so many truths, I don't know if anyone has ever told you the sentence 'literati can kill people with pen and ink'?"

"If we shake it out and say that we will interview you this time, you will ask us for kickbacks, and even force us to promise to help you do free publicity before you can complete the interview."

"How long can your gold-lettered signboard for the top student in the college entrance examination protect you?"

"We journalist groups, not to mention what to do, at least we can do it with the same hatred."

"When the time comes, will you be louder or will we have more control over the discourse?"

"I advise you to quickly dispel any thoughts of revenge, it was just a joke, we didn't say it, you didn't hear it, this matter is settled."

"It's not too early, isn't it good to go home for a meal and enjoy the attention brought by the top student in the college entrance examination?"

In his previous life, Zhou Fan had experienced the ability of some reporters to reverse black and white to tell right and wrong, and he had no doubts about this person's words at this time.

But he just wasn't reconciled, unwilling to accept his sincerity, but was turned around and ridiculed as Shabi.

Zhou Fan's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about what else he could do within his ability.

Are you going to go to Sister Pei for help again?

I didn't thank Li Mei for what happened last time, but now I have something to ask for, Zhou Fan really doesn't want to owe too much favor.

Zhou Fan stopped in place, frowning and thinking hard. The reporters were proud, and went straight past Zhou Fan, ready to open the car door and drive away.

At this time, from another darkness at the school gate, a group of people came over.

I only heard someone inside shouting tentatively: "Zhou Fan? ”

Then came a particularly familiar screeching voice: "Hongda, that's right, it's him!" ”

When the group of people got closer, Zhou Fan could tell that there were five or six people, and one of them was a person with a flat hair, who else could it be if it wasn't Brother Ming?

I saw Brother Ming grinning, squeezing out a smile on his face and coming forward, bowing to Zhou Fan seemingly sincerely:

"I'm sorry, Zhou Fan, I didn't do it right last time!"

After speaking, he glanced back intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhou Fan didn't know what this Brother Ming wanted to do, in his impression, this person seemed to be a bit obscene and ruffian, and he seemed to be a little overindulgent before, but now he looks better.

Zhou Fan didn't say anything, Brother Ming's body kept bending like that, but he didn't dare to raise his body, and he did enough courtesy, as if he was waiting for Zhou Fan's forgiveness.

But Zhou Fan knew that he was not waiting for him, and following Brother Ming's gaze several times, Zhou Fan noticed that among the five or six people who came together, one of them seemed to be surrounded by a crowd.

I saw that the man was dressed in red, and his face was pale, without a trace of blood. But the temperament revealed by the whole person can't help but remind people of what it means to be a child, gentle and elegant.

The man had broken hair, picturesque eyebrows, and two eyes that sparkled like two stars in the dark night.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, but what Zhou Fan felt from this person's eyes was a vast world.

I saw this person walking slowly, with a smile on his face, like a spring breeze blowing willows, white lotus in the rain, red plum in the snow, and a dark fragrance floating.

Zhou Fan has never seen a person's temperament and style so elegant!

The man walked to Brother Ming's side, but his eyes didn't cast a single look at Brother Ming, and smiled at Zhou Fan:

"Zhou Fan, I have admired my name for a long time, and when I saw him for the first time today, I really came out of a young man and was extraordinary."

This person looks like a scholar in ancient times with a white face, and he is still literary when he speaks, Zhou Fan is a little unaccustomed to it, but he also responded:

"Don't dare to be, dare not be, dare to ask what is going on?"

"No, there is only one teammate, presumably classmate Zhou has also recognized that he caused you a lot of trouble three months ago, and he came here today to apologize and apologize."

"Well, it's easy to say." Zhou Fan nodded and said, "But can we speak normally, although it is very meaningful to chew words like this, it is quite tiring......"

The man behind the man in red suddenly said angrily: "Our Hongda speaking style is like this, why don't you understand elegance at all, you just graduated from high school!" ”

The man in red, or rather, raised his hand to stop the man behind him from continuing to speak, and said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, classmate Zhou, I've read too many ancient books recently, and I unconsciously changed to this style of speaking." ”

"Let's get back to business, what Zhang Ming committed at the beginning, our team has already punished him in the past few months."

"And he also sincerely realized his mistakes, and he should not accept requests to settle personal grievances as a professional player, and rely on his game strength to make money."

"So, classmate Zhou, do you think you can forgive him?" After saying so many words in one breath, Hongda's pale face suddenly flushed a little.

Rejecting the support of the few people behind him, Hongda continued to stand in front of Zhou Fan, with a sincere expression, waiting for Zhou Fan's answer.

Zhou Fan shrugged: "I didn't take this matter to heart, so there's really no need to do this......"

Hearing this, Hongda patted Zhang Ming with his right hand, and Zhang Ming stood up.

"Then this matter is over, I want to talk to you about us."

Zhou Fan looked puzzled: "Our business? ”

"Although Zhang Ming did something wrong, I also know his temperament very well, and it is indeed his own fault."

"But when he was defeated by you, he hung the name of our super team, and he lost the face of our team."

"So, I'm here today to give you a battle letter, I hope you can accept my invitation to fight and come to our super team to compete against each other."

Zhou Fan thought to himself, it turned out that he was here to find a venue, this red man who doesn't look like fireworks in the world, and he is also a person who will be troubled by the face of the world.

Zhou Fan wanted to refuse, but he was quick and observed, and he felt as if he had captured something else.

These people didn't seem to have just arrived, it was almost 9 o'clock now. No matter when they came, they haven't left until now, and this sincerity is already very sufficient.

And judging from the state of Hongda, his body doesn't seem to be very good, his face is pale, and he was almost supported just now......

Although I am afraid of trouble, people treat people sincerely, and it is always difficult for me to refuse.

What's the difference between that and the actions of these journalists?

Zhou Fan nodded, and agreed to come down. But he still has to find a way to solve the matter on the reporter's side.

At this time, the group of reporters had already started the car, and when they passed by Zhou Fan, the reporter from S City inside had sharp eyes and saw the man in red in the group of people at a glance.

"That's ...... Red Night!? ”

(End of chapter)