"Teacher Guo, as a dance teacher, your image is paramount. Yet, why does your face have so much facial hair now?"
"Teacher Guo, may I ask if someone slapped you, and then your face began to grow a beard? Are you hoping that person will cure this condition for you?"
"Teacher Guo, please face the camera and answer my questions!"
Although these media outlets were hired by Shengshi Company and had received benefits, they wouldn't let go of such sensational news.
In an instant, numerous microphones were thrust towards Guo Xiaofeng's face.
This left Guo Xiaofeng, a delicate woman, miserable and overwhelmed.
At this moment, there was no trace of a slap mark on Guo Xiaofeng's face!
It was completely covered by a thick layer of facial hair, rendering any mark invisible.
"Who can tell me why this is happening!" Guo Xiaofeng roared, and fled towards the backstage like she was escaping.
A group of security guards immediately blocked the reporters.
However, these large companies, who usually used reporters to shape public opinion, were destined to be bitten back by the press today.
These reporters clung like leeches, impossible to shoo away.
Soon, the scene devolved into chaos. In anger, the security guards began to lay hands on the reporters, and opportunistic journalists began to record and broadcast it all live.
"Teacher Guo, the beard on your face is too tough. A razor can only shave off a small part! You might need a cleaver!"
Backstage, Guo Xiaofeng wanted to have her beard removed first to salvage her image.
But after a series of attempts, her electric trimmer became dull, and two personal razors were worn out. Yet, they only managed to shave off a small portion.
It even caused the hands of a staff member to bleed.
Upon hearing this, Guo Xiaofeng's vision went black, and she nearly fainted.
She no longer had the energy to dwell on her grudges with Chen Jie. If she couldn't solve this beard problem, her entertainment career would be over.
Ji Afei had been waiting for Shengshi Company to use public opinion to cyberbully Chen Jie. Unexpectedly, Guo Xiaofeng had run into this predicament.
He was deeply unwilling to accept this.
If it ended here, wouldn't his efforts from last night until now be in vain?
With this thought, he headed backstage to find out what was going on with Guo Xiaofeng.
"Move aside! I'm a friend of your company's leadership, I need to go in and see Teacher Guo!" Ji Afei hadn't even entered, but he was stopped by a group of reporters.
He was extremely displeased.
However, after his explanation, other reporters who wanted to enter quickly put their cameras down.
They followed suit, saying, "I'm the principal's assistant, and I need to go in to understand the situation with your person in charge."
"I'm Teacher Guo's boyfriend, I should at least have the right to go in and see her!"
Ji Afei heard this and became furious, "You paparazzi, how can you speak such lies? I am the real leader of the school! I know Tian Guang!"
"Get lost! Our Teacher Guo is not accepting interviews for now. If you paparazzi dare to cause trouble again, don't blame us for taking action!" The security guards didn't care who they were. Right now, no one was allowed backstage.
"Let's all rush in!" A group of reporters, desperate for a scoop, charged forward en masse.
The security guards were also enraged, and wielding their batons, began to strike.
Ji Afei's chubby body was pushed to the front, and he took the brunt of the blows. Soon, several large welts appeared on his forehead.
"Stop hitting! You bunch of scoundrels!"
Ji Afei screamed as he fled. He no longer wanted to see Tian Guang.
In Class Seven, Li Ziling stared at the farce with wide eyes.
She never expected that Guo Xiaofeng, who was so glamorous yesterday, would transform into a disheveled, bearded figure today.
Her heart trembled, and she looked at Chen Jie incredulously.
Chen Jie shrugged, "See? I knew Guo Xiaofeng would face retribution."
Li Ziling desperately wanted to connect this incident to Chen Jie, but she couldn't fathom how a person could have the ability to make someone's face grow a beard overnight!
Moreover, if Guo Xiaofeng's face had grown a beard, she would have discovered it beforehand.
Since she went on stage, it meant she hadn't noticed any abnormality on her face.
This beard must have started to grow only after she went on stage.
"Chen Jie, did you hire some expert?" Cai Ni asked thoughtfully from afar.
Being in a high position, she had encountered some exceptional individuals.
Recalling Chen Jie's composure, she immediately suspected that this was related to him.
At this moment, a dusty Ji Afei passed by.
Chen Jie immediately called out, "Deputy Director Ji, is this singing and dancing gala over? If it is, we'll be leaving now!"
"Hmph, you got lucky this time, but maybe not next time!" Ji Afei said openly, then turned and left.
Chen Jie gave an instruction, and the members of Class Seven headed towards the classroom.
Zheng Qingshu and the others looked at Chen Jie with strange eyes.
They found Chen Jie to be somewhat mysterious now.
What was supposed to be a conspiracy against Chen Jie ended in a farce, yet Chen Jie remained composed and confident throughout.
As soon as he returned to the classroom, Chen Jie received a call from He Yufei.
He Yufei told Chen Jie, "Sheng Jinsong just called me and said he wants to sell it to me for seven billion, and we can sign the contract now."
Chen Jie smiled, thinking that Sheng Jinsong's instincts were truly sharp.
He sold the company before the situation escalated, thus avoiding risk.
"I told you, don't consider anything over three billion. He'll find you again with a lower price soon," Chen Jie said.
He Yufei couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so sure? Did something happen to Shengshi Company?"
"You'll know if you pay attention to the news later," Chen Jie replied.
He Yufei hung up the phone, half-believing, half-doubting.
Soon, she saw the headlines about Guo Xiaofeng of Shengshi Company.
Her jaw dropped in shock.
Meanwhile, Chen Jie said to Li Ziling, "Li Ziling, continue to stand aside. Come back tomorrow after changing your clothes to practice dancing!"
"I..."
Li Ziling opened her mouth, feeling immensely wronged.
"Just do as you're told! Stop with the nonsense," Chen Jie said.
Li Ziling immediately stood to the side, looking very wronged.
"Heh, you just want me to wear the clothes you gave me, right? I won't!" Li Ziling thought resentfully.
"Don't I have the freedom to not accept gifts from others?"
Just then, footsteps were heard from outside the door.
A group of youths in Sanda uniforms rushed in.
As soon as they entered, these youths shouted, "Who is Wei Xiang!"
Wei Xiang was stunned, "Are you from Training Class One?"
"That's right. My name is Li Zheng. Remember it. Are you Wei Xiang!" the person said, arrogantly pointing at Wei Xiang's face.