Chapter 3 Evidence of the truth (5300 monthly tickets to be updated)

***, I just got up not long after, and I gave me the updates I owe yesterday. There is another chapter later.

In addition, there are only eight chapters left in the manuscript... Sadly, I may continue to owe debts today...

Finally, I would like to make a solemn statement: This story is purely fiction, please do not take it in the right way. Any names, units and collectives mentioned in this article have nothing to do with the names in reality, units and collectives!

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When the media were almost criticizing Chen Yingxiong as a "public enemy of the whole nation" and a "national scum", Chen Yingxiong was shopping wildly in Beijing. Before he returned to Sichuan, he always had to buy some gifts for his parents. It has been almost half a year since he saw him, and I miss him very much.

He didn't read newspapers, TV, Internet, or radio at all, so he didn't care about this matter at all. Anyway, he really didn't lose anything for him. If he didn't go to the National Olympic Team to participate in the training camp, he might have regretted for a while, thinking that he could finally participate in the Olympics and showed his face at home. As a result, when he went to the team, he saw that the team's training was like that, and suddenly he had no fantasies and longings...

Even if this team has itself, there is no chance to enter the semi-finals... This daily training makes his heart feel cold.

He can only wish this team good luck.

At this moment, he received a call from his agent Dracula.

"What's going on with the National Olympic Team?"

"Will the Russian media actually pay attention to the Chinese National Olympic Committee?" Chen Yingxiong was surprised.

"I was talking to Chinese companies about your endorsement. After winning the League Cup, your business value has surged, especially in China. But those companies suddenly delayed the negotiation time or simply expressed their rejection. I think it's strange, so I went to the Chinese media to see if you have caused any news recently. Unexpectedly... there was a lot of noise on the ground. Didn't you read the news?"

"I'm busy spending money and I don't care."

"Well, it's good that you didn't read it. Otherwise you wouldn't have the intention to spend money."

"Is the situation serious?" Chen Yingxiong asked.

"Fortunately, you are a little worse than Wang Jingwei."

"Damn! What's this 'is okay'?"

"What do you plan to respond..."

"You wait for me to see what they all say to me!" Chen Yingxiong hung up the phone and had no intention of continuing shopping. He stopped a taxi and rushed back to the hotel where he stayed.

Get off the car near the hotel, go to the newsstand, and buy all the newspapers in the newsstand. Because he doesn't know which newspapers are talking about this, he even buys financial newspapers...

In the surprised and puzzled eyes of the old man at the newsstand, Chen Yingxiong hugged a large number of newspapers and ran back to his room. Then he turned on the TV and started to listen to the TV while reading the newspaper.

He picked up a comprehensive newspaper with his photo and a terrifying title: "Hero or Bear?"

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After reading the newspaper, Chen Yingxiong watched TV again. There happened to be a news program from a local TV station, introducing the focus of this week. His photos and names are listed on it.

"...In the past week, one incident on the weekend definitely triggered the national media and fans. That is Chen Yingxiong's fight incident. He beat the captain of the National Olympic Team during the team's training and was also an over-age national player Zhang Wei, who beat the other person to a coma on the spot... The impact of this incident is in the words of the press release sent by the Chinese Football Association to reporters, which is - 'The impact is extremely bad! The consequences are extremely serious!'..."

It seems that he really became famous in one battle...

Chen Yingxiong took out his cell phone.

"I'm going to hold a press conference to tell the truth to the reporter."

"What are you going to say?"

"Tell the reporters the whole thing..."

"Does the reporter believe whatever you say?"

"Well……"

"Do you have eyewitnesses? Will your teammates be willing to testify for you and say that it was actually Zhang Wei's provocation first? You were fired from the team, but they still have to continue playing football in the National Olympic Team and offend Zhang Wei in order to support you? I don't think they are that stupid."

Dracula said that Chen Yingxiong was frowning - did he just let those damn reporters talk nonsense?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"I can't find the witness, but I have the live video. Can this be used as evidence?"

Dracula was a little surprised: "Didn't it mean that there was no fan or reporter at the scene, and he was trained in a closed manner?"

Chen Yingxiong asked Dracula: "Didn't you say that as long as I want, you can copy the scene I see and build it into a copy?"

Dracula's sudden laughter came from there: "So that's it! But now you can't achieve that level of realistic restoration, I have to do it for you. Wait for me for a while, I'll come right away."

"You are not in Russia..."

Before Chen Yingxiong could finish speaking, the phone hung up.

Then he heard the knock on the door.

"Here..." As soon as he ran over and opened the door, Durcula was standing at his door with his cell phone in hand.

After the initial surprise, Chen Yingxiong slapped his forehead: "I fucking forgotten that you are the light..."

He stepped back and let Durcula in.

"Will you not make others suspicious when you suddenly disappear?"

"I just said to go to the bathroom."

"Well, be careful that the iceberg thinks you're constipated or fallen into the toilet."

Listening to Chen Yingxiong's teasing, Durcula smiled and said, "You are much better than I thought. I thought you must be furious and in a mess now."

"I'm not that miserable, okay..." Chen Yingxiong rolled his eyes: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start!"

“What to start?”

"Start work!"

"I don't know what kind of things you have experienced, what are the specific details... I don't know these, how can I build a copy for you?" Durcula spread his hands and looked natural. But he saw that Chen Yingxiong wanted to beat him up.

"Did you just enjoy me? Who said I couldn't do this, so he had to come?" He glared at his eyes, and he was so murderous.

Dracula smiled: "You have to outline the general framework first, and I will do the detailed parts. Just like your open letter, you can draw a draft and I will modify it."

Chen Yingxiong glared at him: "That's not a draft, it was written by me after I revised it countless times in one night!"

"Yes, yes, we all know you're working very hard. OK, let's start now!" Durcula clapped her face.

Chen Yingxiong began to close his eyes and recall everything he had experienced that day, especially the sense of picture. It is very important to make the entire scene reappear in front of him. If he cannot form a picture in his mind, he will not be able to reconstruct the scene.

Fortunately, Chen Yingxiong is still very capable in this area, and he soon completed the preliminary work of this scene.

When he opened his eyes, he was already in the training ground of the National Olympic Team in Shenyang, surrounded by his short-lived teammates. They were still standing in place in a bit dull manner, motionless, like dolls without winding.

Dracula was right. This wouldn't have been done without his help - because both the venue and the teammates were very rough and looked like... well, just like the modeling of live football in the *** era.

This is normal. After all, Chen Yingxiong only spent a day with them, and he was not impressed enough, so he naturally could not reproduce it perfectly.

At this moment, Dracula snapped his fingers.

The light and shadow around Chen Yingxiong and before him began to change. The world he was in seemed to have been rendered layer by layer, and it began to become more realistic and vivid little by little.

This process lasted about thirty seconds, and the world had changed a lot. Chen Yingxiong had the illusion that he was in the Chenyang training ground three days ago.

At some point, Dracula had an extra cell phone to record videos in his hand. He smiled and nodded at Chen Yingxiong: "Now, go up and be shoveled again."

Chen Yingxiong pinched his fist and made a sound: "No, I'm going up and beating that bastard again!"

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Just like making a movie, because there are always scenes that are different from the original situation, it has to be repeated. Therefore, Chen Yingxiong can always beat Zhang Wei repeatedly. Although it is just a virtual one, it also makes him beat him very excited. Durcula sometimes wonders if this kid intentionally did not follow the script, just to beat him up a few more times to get diarrhea?

After about eight times, I finally finished the work.

After the "acting", Chen Yingxiong withdrew from the dungeon and sat down with Durcula to watch their hard work.

Dracula deliberately shot very shakingly, and the ones that were taken from a distance were not very clear, but they could still let everyone see the most critical points - first, Zhang Wei continued to invade Chen Yingxiong during the game; second, Zhang Wei's fierce tackle.

"It's a pity that it's not like making a movie, otherwise there can be multiple shots in this place, and it's better to have a few close-ups and high-definition slow playback..." Chen Yingxiong pointed to the screen of the phone and said. "Let everyone know how vicious that kid's tackle is!"

"This evidence is already very convincing. At least it explains why you suddenly beat people. Although they are all beat people, self-defense counterattack and proactive attack are still two different concepts. This can help you win back a lot of public opinion. What you need to consider next is how to tell everyone the truth."

Chen Yingxiong had planned to hold a press conference before, but he suddenly felt that this was not sensational enough... So he changed his mind: "Can you help me contact CCTV?"

"Um?"

"Just say that Chen Yingxiong, the person involved in the fight, finally broke his silence for many days and told everyone the truth about this matter, and there were also videos on the spot to prove it... Wait, there was no reporter or fan at the scene at that time, and there was no one else except the insiders... Now, such a video suddenly appeared, who would believe it?"

Dracula asked Chen Yingxiong to carefully watch the shooting angle of the video: "Who can take this angle?"

Chen Yingxiong stared at him for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "Damn! Dujkovic! He was playing with his phone during training that day..."

Dracula smiled: "I added a few Serbian words in post-production, which ensures that it is exactly the same as Dujkovic's voice. It makes people dare not doubt the truth of this video. As for why Dujkovic shot this video, why this video appears in your hands... let the reporters and the Football Association guess."

Chen Yingxiong thinks his agent is really insidious...

"I think CCTV has a good idea, so I'll help you try to contact me. This is a national-level TV station, and its influence is obviously not comparable to that of local TV stations." Durcula pointed to the still-open TV. The TV no longer talks about Chen Yingxiong, and advertisements are being played.

A non-mainstream beauty said to the camera affectionately: "I choose a painless person... I love her, so I take her to the Love Gynecological Hospital..."
Chapter completed!