Later, when a reporter recalled it, he couldn't help but sigh that, for the best of his career as a reporter, he had never seen such a quiet press conference.

At that moment, the audience was silent, and there was no sound of pressing the camera shutter.

Everyone stood there, including reporters, senior executives of IM Company and security staff.

The agent stood up "rubbed" and knocked over the mineral water bottle in front of him. His eyes were wider than a cow, and he stared at Jiang Chuan. Three seconds later, he sat back "slap". He curled up in a ball on the chair, covering half of his face with one hand, making his soul withered.

"What the hell," Luo Cheng, next to the agent, wiped his face, "It's too messy."

...

At the scene, Jiang Chuan, who was sitting in the center of the top, calmly dropped a giant bomb and continued to smile calmly. His fingertips tapped on the table regularly, narrowing their blue eyes, and a narrow curve appeared in the corners of their eyes, and the sound that was neither high nor low slowly rang out-

"I know some people will definitely think that this is just an excuse for me to make up for myself. After all, how could an ordinary person like me know Yuan Jinran?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Chuan laughed softly, and the very magnetic voice was perfectly transmitted to every reporter through the microphone. The reporters present, regardless of their gender, all their hearts jumped suddenly when they heard the laughter. When they raised their heads, they saw the man smiling with his eyes down...

They actually saw a little shy look in his smile.

It was almost a conditioned reflex for occupational diseases. The reporters still had a dull expression on their faces, but they had subconsciously started to press the shutter frantically, stretched the camera, and pointed it at the face and gave a close-up.

"But you have to know that before Jinran made his official debut at the age of 19, he was also a good middle school student... Oh, you probably didn't know that he actually knew a little German, right?" Jiang Chuan thought about it, raised his head and said lightly, "Actually, when he was a middle school student, Jinran had been studying in Germany for a year. He also studied German at that time, but in about a year, he dropped out of school and returned to China. I was in the same school as him at that time, but he was in the middle school department, and I was in the elementary school department - something happened later, which made me feel very regretful when I recall it."

The reporters at the scene calmed down. At this time, they were supposed to rush up to ask various explosion questions, but now they all widened their eyes, almost involuntarily following the frequency of the man's talking, and sat in their own position and listened to the story.

"I've always been very special in middle school - at least for the people over us," said Jiang Chuan, who seemed to smile helplessly, "Slim, delicate and fair skin, black soft hair and black eyes, when he transferred to our school as an exchange student, it caused a big sensation. I still remember that when the get out of class was at that time, no matter which grade boy or girl, they would go to his class to see him - but unfortunately, the primary school was a complete playground away from middle school, and it was unrealistic to rush over to see him during class and then run back, so I couldn't always see him like those people. Fortunately, at that time, elementary school always finished school half an hour earlier than middle school. I always packed up early and ran to his school gate, standing and waiting just to look at him."

Luo Cheng made a confused and vague voice, Fang Yu, who was withered in his soul, turned around and looked at Jiang Chuan strangely. Fang Yu didn't understand Jinran's past. Even though Jinran told him that he had studied abroad for a while when he was young, he did not say in detail where he went and what he did. If he didn't say it, Fang Yu wouldn't ask. So for most people, Jinran's past has been in a blank state - but at this moment... Fang Yu actually felt that the guy sitting next to him was very serious.

The blue eyes were always calm, and there was no trace of turbulence or flaws.

It makes people want to believe what he says easily.

"When I was young, everyone always made mistakes. This is the bad root of humans who do not distinguish between nationality or race. When I see beautiful things, I want to own them. If I can't get them? Then I will destroy them." Speaking of this, Jiang Chuan's tone sank, "Later I always thought that if I could be a little stronger at that time, things would not have become like this in the end - I watched with my own eyes the blooming flowers that just turned around withered little by little. Originally, he was wearing a very fit school uniform and became wider little by little. I wanted to know what happened, but when I asked, people always shook their eyes and avoided them. No one was willing to tell me what happened to the international student. When they mentioned it, they just sighed."

The reporters stopped taking photos and their minds were in a mess. They searched carefully about Yuan Jinran's past, but found that these things were indeed blank to be filled. In the past, no one thought that there was such a story in the good old man who was famous in the entertainment industry, and no one even tried to dig it out. Now, with the slowly hailing the man sitting on the stage, it seemed that a piece of the blank piece of the puzzle suddenly found the right piece, and was about to be filled...

They always feel that they have heard some great news.

About Yuan Jinran.

About Jiang Chuan.

"I found that there are always strange stories of senior high school students around Jinran. Those people are tall and big, with tattoos, swearing, smoking, and contradicting the teacher. No one dares to provoke them in school. It is difficult for ordinary people to approach or join them easily - but they always surround the beautiful international student like flies, laughing, whether it is during breaks or after school, they always follow him - sometimes, the guy in the lead likes to touch his feet, but when others try to have normal contact with international students, the guy will shout loudly and then rudely drive those people away... Gradually, the originally popular international student has no social activities, and only those bad people are left around him."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chuan paused, and seemed to recall a very unpleasant clip, and he frowned slightly.

Journalists who realized that more explosive messages might appear next were subconsciously holding their breath.

"Finally one day, I didn't wait for him when I was out of school. I told the security guards of the middle school that I was going to go in and find my brother. They probably saw the uniforms of the same school on me and put me in without much questioning... Entering the school, I found Jinran's classroom without hesitation. Of course, I knew which grade he was from which class he was from. Who did not know at that time?" Jiang Chuan said slowly, "But I didn't see him in the classroom. The person had already left empty, and his schoolbag was still on the table. Half of his forced removal was taken away by someone. The homework book on the table fell all over the floor."

“…hey, that’s enough.”

If it was a story, it would be too dramatic here. I always felt that I was about to hear something bad. Fang Yu frowned and kicked Jiang Chuan under the table. Jiang Chuan turned his head and shook his head in the direction of Fang Yu almost without any trace. Fang Yu had no choice but to shut up and look at Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan re-directed his eyes to the reporter group below.

Paused.

Continue and slowly say—

"In the end, I found him in the toilet. Ah, and the tallest man, the tallest man, pressed him to the wall. His spotless school uniform was stained. The school uniform was lifted up and exposed his lower abdomen. Those people pressed him down with the burning cigarette butts in their hands... "Jiang Chuan said expressionlessly, "I stood at the door of the toilet, and I could hear their willful smiles, the 'ziz' sound of the cigarette butts burning on the skin, and even smelled the foul smell of the burnt flesh... Those scars are permanent, and you may still find them in him now."

The reporters subconsciously put down the camera in their hands, looking at each other in a daze.

Fang Yu stared at Jiang Chuan in a dumbfounded state, and the latter raised his hand, as if he was a little annoyed to mess up his originally neat hair-

"I was as shocked, scared, angry as you guys... but I knew I couldn't beat them, so I was screaming and slumped at the toilet door without any use. My scream attracted the teacher. The teacher found them and took the seniors away. At this time, the person who should have cried or groaned in pain was the calmest. He just stood up from his curled corner, straightened his school uniform, walked to me and said 'thank' and 'I'm fine'."

Perhaps because what Jiang Chuan said was so picture-like.

There were not many reporters below who were calmly recording. Some young female reporters were already blushing their lips. At this time, one of the female reporters trembled and said, "Yes... I have seen a makeup artist put makeup on Jinran's waist with his own eyes. At that time, I asked strangely why. He smiled and told me that it was convenient to apply light because he had no muscles. Oh my God."

The female reporter couldn't say anything anymore, and the man standing beside her who was carrying the camera in the same newspaper office helplessly took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her.

Jiang Chuan glanced at her, didn't say anything, but changed his sitting position, and then said lightly: "Later he left this school, and I never saw him again. Until a few years ago, I happened to see the movie he starred in on TV. Although it had been a long time, I still recognized him at a glance. From that time on, I decided to join the film and television industry. There was no particularly good opportunity abroad. I became a stand-in despite my father's opposition. The ultimate goal was to come to this country and get to his side again."

Jiang Chuan said, and he took off the microphone at hand a little.

Fang Yu, who was sitting next to him, looked at him in shock - the shocked expression without any acting elements was also captured by reporters.

The reporters were stunned for a while, until they realized that Jiang Chuan had finished what he was going to say, and they were still immersed in the story just now, but they could not come back to their senses. If someone appeared now and asked them to immediately draw a title for today's press conference, they might not know how to write it-

Too shocked.

Really shocked.

They spent a little time to clean up their feelings that had not been able to calm down for a long time. At this time, the reporter who had asked Jiang Chuan to do the exam paper was the first to come back to his senses. He stood up and asked Jiang Chuan with the approval of the staff: "Then Jiang Chuan, is this an indirect admission, are you a comrade?"

This question was a little direct, and even attracted dissatisfaction from other authors present - but everyone did not object. Even though they were unwilling to ask, they knew that this question was probably what readers wanted to know.

For an artist, this is a relatively dangerous problem. Fang Yu felt Luo Cheng poking him hard with his elbow. At this moment, the agent finally came to his senses. He stood up and was about to stop the reporter's question. At this time, he saw Jiang Chuan sitting beside him smiling: "At least until Jinran said 'thank you' to me, I don't think I am."

The reporter was uproar.

The female reporters who had red eyes when they heard the story before turned red now. They lowered their heads and grabbed the small notepad in their hands and felt as if they were flying.

After asking this question, the reporter smiled at Jiang Chuan. The stiff agent saw the reporter's reaction and realized that this level should have been passed. At least the reporter would not use bad and biased language to discredit him when reporting... He breathed a sigh of relief and cursed in his heart, thinking that a fucking press conference was so exciting, and he wanted to live.

After the reporter sat down, another reporter stood up. It was a reporter from G City Metropolis Daily - Fang Yuxin said it was broken. This guy was the one who had been smashed by Jiang Chuan's camera equipment before. He didn't expect that this time he would come to H City with a slight look. The organizer was also sick and why did he put them in... Fang Yu's heart that finally landed was suspended. Sure enough, he immediately heard the reporter ask with malicious intention: "Mr. Jiang Chuan, why are you here to tell us this story now?"

"To tell you, I didn't hype with Jinran," said Jiang Chuan. "Please don't continue to report on things that will lower my image in Jinran's mind."

"Is that true? But in my opinion, your behavior undoubtedly formed an invisible moral kidnapping for Yuan Jinran-"

"The others are lying in the hospital now and don't know anything. As long as your reports are normal and unbiased, what should I do to morally kidnap him?"

As soon as Jiang Chuan said, Luo Cheng silently applauded him under the table - he said this to block the way for those reporters who were preparing to write something randomly - because there were so many reporters present, there must be reporters willing to record the truth throughout the whole process instead of making up random things. After all, Jiang Chuan's original words were already... extremely exciting.

If you write randomly, you will be slapped in the face without any mercy.

As media, they themselves know how terrible the emotions of fans after smearing artists and being slapped in the face in this way.

At this time, with the reporter from G City Urban Daily's ending, the entire press conference was over, and Jiang Chuan stopped speaking. Luo Cheng took the microphone over and said some high-sounding scenes as the ending. Then Jiang Chuan left the scene under the escort of the security team.

...

Fucked into the car with Fang Yu. As soon as he closed the door, the agent rushed up and grabbed Jiang Chuan's collar. After his face was twisted and twisted, under Jiang Chuan's expressionless gaze, he let go of Jiang Chuan weakly and fell into the seat next to him. He took the mineral water handed over by the kind little assistant. The agent drank most of the bottle, let out a long breath, and pointed at Jiang Chuan with the mineral water bottle in his hand: "You, you... I... I... I... I'm too messy.

It's so messy - Damn it's good that those reporters are easy to cheat!!! You just made up stories for me and half out of the closet. What kind of evil did I do to meet you? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"How did Jinran's body get the injury?"

“…”

Fang Yu didn't know.

So he immediately shut up.

Jiang Chuan smiled, bent down and dragged out the computer under the seat, opened the email, and looked at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu glanced at him quickly - he found that what Jiang Chuan said was basically what Jiang Chuan said at the press conference just now, about the things that Jinran encountered when he was young... He was dumbfounded, turned his head and stared at Jiang Chuan, and Jiang Chuan looked back calmly - the agent rushed over excitedly and wanted to finish the email. At this time, Jiang Chuan "snap" to close the computer. Facing the dissatisfied look from the agent, Jiang Chuan looked calm: "This is a private email sent to my private email, I won't show it to you."

Fang Yu was about to vomit blood.

"You believe the inexplicable email!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"I called Jinran's mother, and she also said Jinran had been to Germany." Jiang Chuan glanced at Fang Yu, "and said that the scalds on his body were also caused by that time."

Fang Yu: “………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Jiang Chuan: "That's it."

Fang Yu was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand, poked Jiang Chuan's strong arm with a subtle look: "Are you saying the truth? You really witnessed those things with your own eyes..."

"Fake it," Jiang Chuan bent down and stuffed the computer back under his seat. "I go to a noble school in elementary and middle school, and not everyone can enter it, and..."

Fang Yu: "And what?"

"Even when I was in elementary school, I wouldn't be scared by a few high school students and cried loudly, and it's not that I can't beat it." Jiang Chuan said lazily.

Fang Yu had nothing to say. He decided that after this storm, he must go to the hospital to check his heart.

...

On the same day, with the release of Jiang Chuan's press conference, countless passers-by flocked to Jiang Chuan's Weibo to apologize to him, saying that he shouldn't believe the rumors about Jiang Chuan's hype before and left words of encouragement. The last Weibo post posted before the accident was also left in Jiang Chuan. Everyone was blessing Jinran to wake up early and gossiped about the place where he said that Jinran must not forget to let him after he woke up.

Let’s take a look at this heroic and moving confession of Jiang Chuan at the press conference today.

At the same time, the topic of campus violence was also mentioned. Even passers-by couldn't help but sigh that people like Yuan Jinran had encountered such a thing. It was really difficult for him to have today.

As Fang Yu guessed, after reporting the entire press conference, the reporters did not stop. In just less than one night, they contacted Yuan Jinran's classmates and teachers in China through various channels, including Yuan Jinran before going abroad. They proved that Yuan Jinran had indeed been to Germany as an exchange student, but they didn't know when they came back. There were also those who returned home after Yuan Jinran, these people proved that Yuan Jinran was not in good spirits when he was transferred to their school as a transfer student, but he always performed very well later. Both classmates and teachers liked him very much.

When asked if there were any scars on their bodies, these people said in a unified way that they didn't know.

Finally, it was Yuan Jinran's mother who was contacted by a reporter. The latter said that he had also seen the press conference and said that some things had passed and did not want to mention them again. He also hoped that the media would not continue to disturb Jiang Chuan or Jinran with this topic. Jiang Chuan was a good person anyway. His previous reports were unfair to him. He also thought about standing up for him to clarify, but he was rejected by Jiang Chuan on his own initiative.

The media finally convinced him.

Because there are too many explosive points in the entire press conference, everyone focused on the focus of "Little Transparent Newcomer Cross-border Search for Big Stars" which is more important than idol dramas. Everyone shouted "too romantic" and almost few people noticed the fact that they are all carrying their hands behind them, whether it is "Little Transparent" or "Big Star".

Even if someone made a comment like "Jiang Chuan is a gay, so disgusting", he was flocking to the crowd and asked: Which of the hell did you see someone admitting that he is a gay?

Jiang Chuan didn't say it.
To be continued...