The reporters present were not all veterans, but also newcomers who had just entered the industry and were practicing with their masters.
The old reporters were still calm after hearing Chu Zhaoyang's words, but the newcomers' expressions had changed and they became nervous.
Chu Zhaoyang caught a glimpse of one of them, still holding a phone in his hand, and winked at the tribe: "Phone."
The tribe was extremely fast. Before the reporter could react, another tribe had already flashed over.
With lightning speed, they snatched the reporter's phone away, found the anonymous message in it, and gave it to Chu Zhaoyang to read. Chu Zhaoyang glanced at them, and when he looked at the reporters again, his whole body was filled with a cold light.
"You." Chu Zhaoyang threw the phone back to the reporter and asked the person from the tribe, "Do you remember the number?"
"Yes, I'll go check it out right away." The clan leader said, and immediately turned around to deal with it.
"Take them all out and don't let them get close to the school." Chu Zhaoyang said coldly.
This time, no matter how much the reporters protested, it was in vain, and they were all driven away by the tribe.
Outside the school, the tribe had sealed the school tightly and no one could enter.
The reporters were cleared, and apart from Chu Zhaoyang, Gu Nian and Zhu Zizhang, the only ones present were Wen Jingya and Yang Ruixue.
These two people suddenly seemed nervous.
At this time, Chu He brought the paper cup that once contained jujube juice from Mu Lanshu.
Mu Lanshu and the little guy were still in the auditorium and have not come over.
This matter was not suitable for little one to be present. Wen Jingya laughed dryly: "Then we won't delay you in handling things."
As she said that, she was about to leave.
But before she could turn around, her retreat was already blocked by the tribe.
"What are you doing?" Wen Jingya's face changed.
Yang Ruixue had a bad premonition and her lips couldn't help but tremble. Then she quietly retreated, planning to leave Wen Jingya behind and run away.
Just now, the tribe only stopped Wen Jingya, but not her. Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, another clan member came up and blocked her, cutting off her retreat.
Shi Hongze had already checked the little bit of jujube juice still attached to the wall of the paper cup, and came back and said to Chu Zhaoyang: "There is indeed something in it."
Chu Zhaoyang nodded, seeing that since these two people were together, there was no need to ask who did it.
They are both inseparable from each other.
"Let's take a look at these two people first." Chu Zhaoyang said indifferently.
"Why are you arresting me!" Wen Jingya shouted, "What does it have to do with me?"
"I won't catch you, don't worry." Chu Zhaoyang looked at her disdainfully, as if looking at an ant. She was not worth his trouble at all, "I'm just sending you home."
Wen Jingya couldn't help but tremble.
Her parents already disliked her very much. If Chu Zhaoyang asked someone to take her back again, knowing what she had done, they probably even wanted to break away from her.
Wen Jingya gritted her teeth. All she could do now was to bite her tongue and not admit it.
She didn't know anything!
"I don't understand, what is the misunderstanding in this!" Wen Jingya said hard and refused to admit it, "I just know Gu Nian, so when she was gone, I came out to look for her. I hope she can introduce me to Mr. Zhu."
"Although Mr. Zhu is a violin master and I play the piano, I have always admired him. Even if we can exchange a few words, it will be of great help to me. And even if I can't learn from Mr. Zhu, I still want to see if I can have Mr. Zhu as a famous teacher."
Shi Hongze admired Wen Jingya for being able to think of this reason in such a short period of time, and it was quite reasonable.
Yang Ruixue on the side saw that Wen Jingya only excused herself and ignored her intentions at all, so she couldn't help but nodded quickly: "Yes, me too."
Yang Ruixue followed Wen Jingya's words and said, "I am a violin student. I came here specially to ask Mr. Zhu to give me some advice."
Chu Zhaoyang was too lazy to listen to their nonsense. No matter how reasonable their explanations were, it was useless.
"Take them away." Chu Zhaoyang said coldly. Yang Ruixue did not expect that Chu Zhaoyang would not listen to any reason at all.
She was caught by the tribe and dragged out. Yang Ruixue said anxiously: "You are doing this, does Uncle Gu know?"
Gu Nian sneered: "You teamed up with Wen Jingya to drug me and frame me. Does my father know?"
One was his biological daughter, and the other was the daughter of a friend who had no feelings for her. He just took care of her out of moral reasons. Moreover, it was Yang Ruixue who did the wrong thing, and it was clear whose side Gu Licheng would side with.
"We didn't do it, what evidence do you have!" Yang Ruixue said anxiously.
"No evidence is needed." Chu Zhaoyang said, "If I say it's you, it's you."
"The police still need evidence when handling a case! Why do you think you are!" When Yang Ruixue heard that he said there was no evidence, she couldn't help feeling a little more confident.
At this time, a person from the tribe brought two waiters.
One person was the person who took Gu Nian and Zhu Zizhang to the lounge.
The other person was the man who poured jujube juice on Yang Ruixue's back.
As soon as Yang Ruixue saw these two people, she felt guilty before they could say anything.
She then suddenly pointing at Zhu Zizhang's collar stained with lipstick, she said loudly: "Chu Zhaoyang, look at his collar! How did the lipstick mark stick on it? Have you ever thought about it? Did you find the mark on his collar? Did you see the lipstick stain?"
Wen Jingya secretly cursed her an idiot, why was Yang Ruixue so unirritable.
When she said this, didn't she clearly admit it?
There was no need for Chu Zhaoyang to start the investigation.
What an idiot! Had she known about it earlier, she would not have cooperated with her, but she would have been implicated instead.