Diamond Ace Takanono

Chapter 300 Reporter's Long-term Reporting Invitation?

Chapter 300 Reporter's Long-term Reporting Invitation?
Eijun's dream of sukiyaki, Gao Zhiye ate it for him.

When the lid of the pot was lifted, the water vapor filled the space on the table, followed by the aroma.

What Shen Qing cooks is an improved version of sukiyaki, which is similar to a mixture of big pot stew, sukiyaki, and steamed mutton. This is what she calls Chinese food, and it tastes surprisingly good.

"Huh-huh-delicious." Two pure locals ate heartily, and at the same time believed in the style of this Chinese food.

'Take them to taste the real Chinese taste sometime. ' Gao Zhiye thought with pity for some reason.

Of course he knows how to cook, but he doesn't like it, unless someone washes and cuts the dishes and heats up the pot, then he is willing to adjust the seasoning.

"Huh—huh—" The one-and-a-half-year-old child, whose basic recipe is almost the same as that of an adult, is now imitating others and blowing the contents of the bowl.

"By the way," Mr. Sasaki suddenly remembered, "Some time ago, a reporter came to the clinic and wanted to interview us, but we refused."

Shen Qing put the meat in again, and casually complained, presumably they had complained many times in private, "It's really reckless, taking other people's lives as their materials."

"I've written down his name and job number."

Gao Zhiye's gripping heart slowly relaxed.

Compared with him as a minor, although Shen Qing and Mr. Sasaki don't have any geniuses, they have lived in the world for many years, and they are very handy in dealing with these adult affairs.

For no reason, Gao Zhiye felt a sense of security.

"Hulu Hulu—" Lang Zhi next to him swallowed a mouthful of soup before realizing the first sentence, "Eh? There are reporters? Why are you here?"

The woman on the opposite side propped the table up proudly, "They said they were going to shoot some documentary, so we will do some preliminary follow-up on those who are looking forward to it."

"Huh? Isn't it great?" Lang Zhi really wanted to participate in this kind of documentary, "I seem to have seen a similar project. It's the kind of long-term follow-up. NHK has it."

The more he thought about it, the more regretful he felt, so the meal was a bit tasteless.

"Isn't it great? When my brother really becomes famous, isn't it just ready-made information, and wouldn't it be good to keep it as a collection?"

The old god Gao Zhiye was there, and he only focused on fishing for meat, as if he was not the one being discussed.

Only Lang Zhi's voice gradually became excited, "Look, Qianxue and You are still young now, and it can also be used as a record of their growth history. It's like characters in a movie."

Qianxue only understood one 'movie character', and instantly became excited, "Heroine, heroine!"

Shen Qing smiled at her second son, but her smile was not so sure at this time, "I know that Japanese professional players go to be MLB's personal reporters. But that's MLB!"

Instead, Mr. Sasaki fell silent.

The dining table was silent for two seconds, and everyone put a few chopsticks into their bowls.

"Can Miyuki be the leading actor?" Qianxue was still entangled in the matter of the movie.

Suddenly, Mr. Sasaki blew two mouthfuls of food, and before he ate it, he said quickly: "I have the contact information of that reporter."

After speaking, he quickly blocked his mouth with vegetables.

Shen Qing's chopsticks were absent-minded in the pot. She looked at the eldest son opposite. Although he was a minor in age, he seemed to be calm and composed.

From the beginning to the end, Gao Zhiye didn't speak much, and he figured it out slowly.

Shen Qing and his wife probably didn't know what to do. If the reporter wanted to interview Lang Zhi, they would probably agree immediately, because they could predict the child's reaction.

But Gao Zhiye, maybe he doesn't like this approach of exploring privacy, and his future is his, and exposing the complicated situation at home may affect his future and so on.

Putting it all together, the couple directly refused, but they took it to heart and wanted to hear his true thoughts.

Shen Qing shrugged her shoulders at her husband, seeing that she was not interested in the other's reaction, Mr. Sasaki nodded, ready to stop thinking about it.

"Huh—huh—" Qianxue was tired, so Gao Zhiye leaned over to help her blow the vegetables, and suddenly, he asked, "Qianxue, do you want to be the heroine?"

"Think!" The girl responded loudly.

"Yeah." Sitting up straight again, Gao Zhiye said: "Then call him, and talk about what project he wants to do in detail, and I may not be the baseball star he wants."

"Eh?!"

"is it okay?"

"Great! I can be on TV!" Lang Zhi was so happy that he seemed to be on TV.

"Husband, go and send a message to that reporter." Shen Qing's pride finally radiated out without any hindrance. If Gao Zhiye didn't get in the way, she might not be willing, and she would have agreed to it a long time ago.

'How to send the documentary to China, will someone send it? 'She has settled down in the past few years, and she is full of happiness, so she has additional worries, worrying that others will not know that she is happy.

The sky is high in Japan and the emperor is far away. If you tell those domestic acquaintances about your family's private affairs inexplicably, they will definitely be laughed at.

But the documentary is different, maybe it will be forwarded by the domestic media, it's not that she insists on exposing her life.

'I don't know if we can add elements of exotic materials. . . Of the two women present, one is shouting 'heroine', and the other is already imagining the heroine's plot.

"Hey, okay." Mr. Sasaki immediately wiped his mouth and typed on his mobile phone in the middle of the meal.

Shaking his head helplessly, Gao Zhiye didn't know how to describe himself as a member of his family now, and vanity seemed to have become a lovely word, which made people feel disgusted.

'But that reporter, what kind of plan is he doing? .Why did it come to my head. . '

Even though he made a splash on Hagar, he was still a first-year student. At this time, even scouts had less contact with him.

Gao Zhiye, who just readily agreed, had the urge to stop all this at this moment, "I don't want to record something in front of everyone, it's super embarrassing." . '

However, the first time I met that reporter, I was surprised that the other party was a very friendly person.

This is probably the innate skill of the reporter, round glasses, round head, round body, round eyes when smiling.

"I'm sorry, it's the first time we meet. I'm Yuan Jing from XX TV station. It's really kind of you to agree."

"No, no, it's really hard for you to come here from other places."

'Ah, even the name has yuan in it. Gao Zhiye felt much more relieved, he also laughed, and bowed together with the adults.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Sasaki sat on the left of Takano, asking questions on behalf of the family.

"I didn't ask you about the content of your plan in detail last time. This time, I would like to know more about it. After all, the reporters' reports that are tracked on a year-by-year basis are all aimed at those who have already become famous."

Yuan Jing sat upright and responded earnestly: "Yes. The long-term reports of the TV station have to go through internal projects, and then allocate personnel and funds to complete. In order to achieve a balance of income, they will follow up and report on famous people."

"Hmm~~" Everyone immediately thought, can such a long-term report on high school students be funded?
Sure enough, the next sentence.

"However, this time, I plan to prepare for the long-term report on Gao Jun in my personal capacity." Seeing the expressions of the opposite family, Yuan Jing quickly explained, "Of course, the cost is also borne by me, and all this is because of me. I believe that Gao Jun will definitely become a big hit in the baseball world in the future."

 Hee hee, I am off on Friday la la la
  But in the afternoon, we have to review the data, the rhythm, and the plan. . .

  There is a high probability that I will sleep and get up to work from home

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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