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Chapter 109 My son is not a liar!

In this compound, Chang Xiangyang's family does not only have enemies who laugh at them, but they also have sincere friends.

Seeing this scene at the gate of the compound, someone rushed over to tip them off and wanted them to go out and hide for a while. Although many people wanted to be celebrities, all fools knew that being such a celebrity now meant seeking death.

But Chang Xiangyang and Li Yuhua's attitude was very firm: "Reporters are here? That's just right. We have to tell them the truth face to face!"

Just as he was talking, he heard a burst of noisy footsteps and voices coming from the corridor.

Aunt Chang Ping's high-pitched voice echoed in the corridor, which was particularly harsh.

"Yes, I am his aunt, but I really can't bear to watch my child sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire of making mistakes... To be honest, I didn't know anything before, and I was kept in the dark until I saw it.

After reading your report, I discovered that I had been deceived by him all along! I hope you can use the media and the power of public opinion to get his parents to persuade him. A prodigal son can only be rewarded with gold..."

Hearing his sister's words, Chang Xiangyang snorted heavily.

He is extremely disappointed in his sister now.

It's really heartless for my family to reach this point.

Her family has always been kind to her, but she didn't expect that she would sell them all at the critical moment!

"I don't recognize this sister!" Chang Xiangyang hummed in a low voice.

Li Yuhua originally wanted to give some advice, but in the end he didn't say anything.

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When Chang Ping and Ma Ningning led a group of reporters up to the sixth floor, they looked up and saw Chang Xiangyang and Li Yuhua standing at the door.

Chang Xiangyang looked at them both like a stranger.

Chang Ping was stunned for a moment. She wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say.

It was Ma Ningning next to him who spoke first: "Uncle, we also want my cousin not to make the same mistake again and again..."

Chang Xiangyang ignored her, while Li Yuhua next to her looked at the reporter behind her. Then she asked loudly: "Who is the reporter from Sports Weekly?"

Someone in the crowd stood up. A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said, "I am. Can I help you?"

"I have taken you to court. I hope you will publish a letter of apology to my son on the front page of your newspaper!" Li Yuhua said loudly. At this time, it was completely impossible to tell that she was just an ordinary worker who had never seen much of the world.

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The reporter from "Sports Weekly" was a little surprised when he heard this. He really didn't expect that this matter would go to court!

Then he backed down a little - if Chang Sheng was really a liar, would his parents do this?

But then another thought came up, which strengthened his confidence to stay - maybe that bastard even deceived his parents? Yes, which parent is not proud of his son? Looking at the middle-aged couple in front of him

.Perhaps they themselves thought that their son was really qualified to coach...

So he did not react to Li Yuhua's words, but asked: "Do you know that your son coached the team despite not being qualified to coach..."

As soon as he asked the question, the reporters nearby immediately swarmed up. They surrounded Li Yuhua and Chang Xiangyang. Countless microphones were extended to the two interviewees. The photographers began to press the shutter of the camera, and the flash lights were in the dim building.

It came on frequently, and the lighting of the TV camera was also lit. The camera was focused on Chang Xiangyang and Li Yuhua.

As for aunts Chang Ping and Ma Ningning, they have been pushed to the outside.

But Chang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, at least he didn't have to look directly into his elder brother's eyes, which really made him feel guilty.

Ma Ningning looked a little unhappy. He pursed his lips and muttered: "We brought them here and forgot about us...none of these reporters are good!"

People watching the excitement also filled the corridors. Everyone poked their heads and looked around curiously. Even though the environment was noisy, they couldn't hear or see clearly, but still no one left.

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The crowd had left, and the gate suddenly became a little deserted. The business of the small traders pushing tricycles and carrying burdens outside suddenly became much worse.

But everyone's thoughts are not on doing business.

The vendors gathered with each other and discussed what had just happened. What were those reporters doing?

These vendors, who don't usually read newspapers and don't care about social hot topics, don't know.

Some insiders who didn't want to join in the fun said with emotion: "The Chang family is probably going to be unlucky... Oh, why did we end up with such an unsatisfactory son?"

"Yes, yes, if you do something bad, you have to be a liar..."

The guard was actually very itchy. He also wanted to watch the fun, but his duty was... and he couldn't leave.

Sitting there, it felt like I was rubbing my skin away from my skin.

At this moment, a sudden brake sound came from the door.

A taxi stopped directly at the gate.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the sound of the sudden braking, and they looked towards the taxi.

After the taxi door opened, four people filed out of the car. Three foreigners and one Chinese.

Then they took out a lot of things from the trunk, including large boxes and large backpacks.

After the taxi left, they walked straight to the gate.

The guard hurriedly greeted him, muttering to himself: "Why is it a foreigner again..."

The compound may not have seen as many foreigners in the past ten years as it has seen in these few months this year.

First Chang Sheng brought back a foreign girl, and this time three foreigners came at once.

When the leading middle-aged foreign man saw the guard, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him. The Chinese man standing next to him said, "Can you please take us here?"

The doorman opened it and saw that it was written in Chinese: No. 2, Floor 6, Unit 3, Building 15.

Chang family!

What a coincidence!

He raised his head, pointed at the note and asked, "You want to go here?"

Although he spoke in Chinese, everyone could understand his movements, so the foreigner opposite nodded. The Chinese person in charge of the translation also nodded: "Yes, we are going here."

Behind them, two other foreigners had already begun to unpack boxes and backpacks.

People outside watched them take out one strange thing after another from the boxes and backpacks. Then they assembled it, and then turned into the cameras, lights, microphones and receivers that they all knew...

Another group of reporters!

And he’s a foreign reporter!

Everyone was surprised.

The guard also saw it, and he couldn't guess whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for these people to come to Lao Chang's house.

It doesn't matter to him, as long as he just wants to watch the fun.

Those who watch the excitement are not afraid of big troubles.

And he just happened to be itchy, and now he had a perfect reason.

Thinking of this, he shouted to his friend who was playing in the guard room: "Lao Liu, check it out for me. I'll take these foreigners there. I'll be back soon!"

"Hurry up!" The people in the room waved to him.

The guard turned around, made a "Follow me" gesture to the four people, and then led the way with his legs up.

Behind him, Carlos Mediano was saying to his companions: "Take more pictures of the buildings here, people... This is where Chang lived and grew up. This is his home. Spanish audience

You will definitely be interested in these pictures.”

After hearing his words, the cameraman focused his lens on the old buildings under the sunset.

Just walking and taking photos all the way, we arrived at the downstairs of Chang Sheng's house.

In fact, when they were still quite far away, they had already heard the noise here, and before they even entered the corridor, they saw a group of people gathered outside.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing here?" the guard yelled loudly. "Don't block the road! There are foreign reporters here! Pay attention to your quality! Get out of the way and let us go up!"

Just shouting and driving all the way, the group of five people climbed up to the sixth floor with difficulty.

When they had just climbed to the corner of the stairs on the fifth and sixth floors, they heard Li Yuhua arguing loudly: "My son is not a liar! He is a genuine coach!"

After hearing this sentence, Mediano asked the translator beside him: "What did that woman say again?"

"She said her son was not a liar. He was a real coach," the translator replied.

Upon hearing this, Mediano became more energetic. He didn't care about politeness and directly reached out to push away the two onlookers blocking the way.

The translator also followed suit, grabbing people back and shouting: "Make way, make way, we are reporters, let us in!"

When they heard it was a reporter, the people in front quickly moved out of the way. But when they saw these people clearly, they realized that they were all foreigners!

They were all shocked!

Even foreigners were alarmed!

Chang Sheng is definitely dead this time, and the life of the old Chang family will probably be even more difficult...

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The reporters were a little excited when they discovered that several foreign reporters had arrived, especially the reporter from "Sports Weekly". He thought to himself that the influence of our newspaper has expanded to Europe!

What an incredible honor!

Everyone made way for the foreign guests.

So Mediano and his companions squeezed in easily.

Chang Xiangyang and Li Yuhua looked at the few foreign reporters, and their hearts skipped a beat. Even foreigners came to visit... Could it be that they were really deceived?

No! Wrong!

Our son cannot be a liar, he will never lie!

They looked at the foreigners who came up with complicated eyes.

Ma Ningning became more energetic. She poked her mother next to her and said loudly: "Look! Foreigners have been recruited. It shows how much my cousin has gone too far! These people must be here to cause trouble for my cousin and the others!"

She said it so loudly that everyone heard it, so some people gloated, some frowned, and some felt that they had a chance to win.

Even Chang Xiangyang and Li Yuhua's faces became a little ugly.

They really didn't expect that Ma Ningning and Chang Ping could even find foreign reporters... What could they do if they have this ability? Do they have to go against their cousin?

Ma Ningning seemed to feel that it was not enough, and she said loudly: "Uncle! You'd better call your cousin and ask him to abandon the dark side and join the bright side! Stop lying to others..."

"Shut up!" Chang Xiangyang said nothing. Li Yuhua pointed at her and screamed. "Your cousin has never offended you, why did you treat him like this?"

Ma Ningning rolled her eyes and didn't want to say anything more.

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When Li Yuhua and Ma Ningning were arguing, Mediano seemed not to hear them at all. He turned around and asked for something from the translator's hand, then shook it open.

Only then did everyone realize it was a blue T-shirt, and the reporters recognized it as a jersey!

The "Sports Weekly" reporter who was feeling very happy before suddenly had a bad idea in his mind...

I saw Mediano, this tall foreigner, suddenly bow to Chang Sheng’s parents, and then said: "You two must be Chang’s parents, right? I thank you as a Getafe fan.

I came here in a hurry, so I will give you this jersey as a gift! Thank you!"

After saying that, he handed over the jersey.

The translator translated his words.

From the moment he opened his mouth, the corridor became so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.

When the translator finished speaking, everyone was stunned!

These foreigners are not here to ask questions, but to thank Chang Xiangyang and his wife?!

It seems... reversed?

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