The reporters smiled bitterly. "They all ran away. We can't even find them. If not, why would we come to you? "
"It's useless finding me! I still need to work. If you have nothing to do, go find them yourselves. "CO Qi began chasing them away.
After the reporters dispersed, CO Qi said helplessly, "This is the eighth batch. There's no end to this …" However, CO Qi also knew that the news of the military's disaster relief had been dug out by the reporters a few days ago. Even CO Qi had made the headlines once. It was likely that the military's reward would be arriving soon.
Now that the news of the military and volunteers had been dug out, the reporters naturally began digging deeper. The miraculous monk that they had not believed in previously and believed to be a rumor had once again fallen into their eyes. Be it the truth, a strange story, or even a story, it was news at the very least!
To be honest, CO Qi felt that it was unfair for Fangzheng. In terms of credit for the disaster relief, the military, police, doctors, and firefighters were undeniably the most meritorious contributors! But in terms of individual credit, Fangzheng was definitely first! The number of people he had saved and protected was definitely the most. Furthermore, Fangzheng's way of leaving after the matter was done and hiding his credit and fame left CO Qi impressed.
At the very least, any ordinary person would accept this honor … Besides, it was something he deserved.
However, such a person had been neglected by the media … Only when there was no more news to dig out did they start digging for him. This left CO Qi feeling a faint chill in his heart. He had a nagging feeling that he had let Fangzheng down.
However, CO Qi also knew that Fangzheng had left too quickly. The reporters had not seen him in person, so they could only write about the real person and events they had seen. Only then would they write about the rumors that they had not seen.
Although they did not obtain much information from CO Qi, the reporters still rushed to write their articles and publish them.
Instantly, news regarding Fangzheng appeared on many websites. Although it was not the main page or the headlines, it was still rather eye-catching. After all, the headlines were more important matters regarding the earthquake, such as the list of missing people, miraculous survivors, and the search for relatives …
"Nameless monk bravely saves more than twenty people in earthquake."
"Handsome white-robed monk saves more than twenty people in earthquake."
"Shocking! In earthquake, a monk followed the military and actually … "
…
However, in all the news, there was no photo or name, only a bunch of words. This also caused many people to have a question after reading it …
"What does this mage look like? What's it called? "
Unfortunately, no one could answer him. However, everyone was full of praise for the monk who had bravely charged through the earthquake and followed the army all the way to the front line of disaster relief. Almost everyone was cheering for him. Although there were some voices of doubt, they were drowned out by the praises.
All of a sudden, the titles of the White-robed Divine Monk and the Guardian Buddha began to spread on the Internet. Although everyone was paying attention to the earthquake and the disaster relief heroes, they had already been discussing it for several days. They had already said what needed to be said and praised what needed to be praised. The sudden appearance of such a legendary person and story naturally became the topic of conversation after a meal.
However, the divine monk that everyone was talking about was still sleeping soundly at this moment …
In addition, the group of reporters were in front of their computers, excitedly watching the clicks on the news. In order to hype things up, everyone seemed to have discussed it. They didn't immediately report Fangzheng's Dharma name. Instead, they were waiting for the right time.
Indeed, without a name, there were even more topics of discussion.
Some said that he was a disciple of an accomplished monk nearby, while others said that he was a wandering monk. There were even people who said that he was a fake monk, etc …
Regardless of how everyone discussed it, Fangzheng's name had already gone viral before it spread!
Meanwhile, in a particular villa in Northeast China, Spring City.
"F * * k, I was fooled!" Lin Tai angrily threw the cell phone in his hand to the wall! The call was from Song Tianqiao. The moment Song Tianqiao returned, he had asked who had gifted the bell to Mt. One Finger. With his connections, he quickly learned of the matter. Fatty and Monkey also emerged from the water. The two of them weren't particularly impressive bosses, so Song Tianqiao didn't think much of it. Furthermore, according to his investigations, the bell wasn't donated by anyone but One Finger Monastery's bell!
However, the other masters were tight-lipped about the details.
However, he couldn't be bothered to ask further. He just needed to know who the bell belonged to and that there wasn't a bigwig backing them that he couldn't afford to offend.
Thinking back to the scene of him bowing and apologizing to a young monk on Mt. One Finger, Song Tianqiao's face burned. Therefore, he called Lin Tai as soon as possible and told him about it. He knew that Lin Tai's brain was far inferior to his father's. He was rash and easily angered. Once he told him about the matter, he would naturally find fault with Fangzheng. As for Song Tianqiao, all he needed to do was watch from the side.
Indeed, after Lin Tai smashed the phone, he pushed open the door and stormed out.
"Why are you storming out? Can't you see that we have a guest? "Just as Lin Tai went downstairs, he heard a dignified voice. He immediately trembled in fright. When he turned his head, he saw a dignified man sitting on the sofa. Opposite him was a young man who looked a little older than him.
"Dad, I … have something to do …" Lin Tai was afraid of his father deep down. His anger instantly vanished, and he was like a lamb.
"I don't care where you go. Come over and sit down. Entertain the guest!" Lin Tai's father, Lin Yongcheng, gave the order. Lin Tai immediately sat to the side obediently. When Lin Xi, who was massaging Lin Yongcheng's shoulders, saw this, she immediately pursed her lips and giggled.
"Brother Jing, sorry for the embarrassment. This is my son, Lin Tai. You are about the same age. You should interact more in the future. "When Lin Yongcheng looked at Mr. Jing, he immediately beamed.
Then, he glared at Lin Tai and said, "This is Jing Yuhang. Brother Jing, you are already the chairman of Tiancheng Company at such a young age. Look at yourself. Apart from fooling around, what else do you know? If you have nothing better to do, don't fool around with your pack of scoundrels. Learn more from Mr. Jing on how to do business. "
What else could Lin Tai say? All he could do was nod in agreement.
At that moment, Jing Yuhang smiled at Lin Tai and said, "Young Master Lin, you seem to be angry about something. I wonder what it is that has made you so angry?"
"This prodigal son of mine is probably jealous because of a woman … Brother Jing, ignore him," said Lin Tiancheng.
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