Beiyang City, Huaxia.

About ten o'clock in the morning...

The sun is bright, the sky is clear, and the wind is smooth.

Lishui Longxuan Hotel.

At this moment, the hotel's conference venue was already crowded with reporters from major news media, as well as some fans and people from all over the country.

Some leaders and members of Beiyang City also came to the scene at this time, shook hands and greetings in their exclusive locations, and discussed some things in a low voice.

Anyway...

This most magnificent hotel in the entire Beiyang City and even Northeast Province now has a sense of déjà vu.

There is no way...

After all, the storm caused by the concert of "Dieyu Bing Beiyang City 10,000 people" in Butterfly Speech Bing is a bit too big.

Although the police, Fang, Jun/Fang of Beiyang City have made corresponding replies on the official website and media, people from all walks of life still hope to get a response from the person involved, namely Die Yubing himself.

After a few days of silence...

Die Yubing finally issued an announcement that a press conference will be held in Lishui Longxuan at 10:30 this morning.

So the media, reporters, and fans who learned the news rushed over immediately.

certainly……

Those who came here together were also police guards led by Xia Shuxiao.

"Miss, can I let so many people come in?" Qiaoyu lifted the curtains, looked through the glass at the main venue downstairs, and asked in a low voice.

Although times have changed, the 12 Zhou family churches are not a group of that nature, but more or less, it is still a bit like that for so many police officers to enter their territory with weapons.

"Well..."

Zhou Shiyan, wearing a fiery red dress, shook the red wine in the glass with her green onion hands.

Then she picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "It doesn't matter, just come in."

Zhou Shiyanhong has no feelings about this.

She is very interested in Die Yubing, that girl. If she has the chance, she really wants to discuss with that girl about Xue Tianai.

"call……"

Zhou Shiyanhong let out a light breath, and glanced at the clock that fell to the ground with her beautiful eyes.

It's almost time...

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"Music camera, reporter retreated to the interview area! Don't cross the line!!"

Shen Xinyi, wearing a refreshing ponytail and camouflage military uniform, held a trumpet and rectified order in the venue.

It was at this time...

A pure white Maserati slowly stopped at the door of the hotel.

The car door opened...

A beautiful woman walked out of the car.

Die Yubing didn't dress up specifically today, but just wore a very simple white long dress with black hair tied up, revealing her snow-white and gentle neck, as pure and beautiful as an angel.

Yun Yan was just wearing a simple and capable lady's suit, following Die Yubing in a low-key manner.

The appearance of Butterfly Bing...

The surrounding reporters and fans were all excited.

"Goddess Yubing is here!!"

"Goddess Yubing, we love you and will always support you!!"

"Goddess Yubing, you want to be happy!"

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There were naturally shouts in the crowd.

Fans, the reporters and media immediately surrounded them, but fortunately, the police officers stopped them, so they could not affect the normal progress of the reception.

Faced with the enthusiasm of those fans, Die Yubing also made a simple response.

Then she sat on the rostrum accompanied by Yun Jing.

The focus of the whole audience was concentrated on Die Yubing.

The dazzling flash lights kept illuminating with the "click" sound, and a burst of brilliance was dazzling.

"It's really good."

Zhou Shiyanhong stared at Die Yubing's delicate face and sighed sincerely.

Then she frowned and thought, "I just don't know where she and Huan Die have progressed..."

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Sitting on the rostrum, Die Yubing tried the microphone.

After confirming that there was no problem, she nodded to Yun Yan beside her.

"Dear leaders, friends from the news media, and dear fans, good morning, I am Die Yubing..."

The crisp and pleasant sound of the butterfly whispered ice sounded from the sound, announcing the official start of this press conference.

"first……"

The sound of Butterfly Voice is filled with sadness and sadness.

Even her pretty face was sad that was different from the past:

"I hope that everyone present, as well as the audience in front of the TV, will join me in silence for the police officers who died in the terrorist attack at the concert."

"It is them who built a wall for us with their bodies and protected us. They are the greatest and loveliest people. May they go well along the way."

at this time……

The names and photos of the police officers who died this time were also shown scrolling on the large LED screen behind Die Yubing.

See here...

The reporters, fans, and guests who had just been disturbed couldn't help but quiet down.

The entire venue was silent.

Everyone is saying goodbye to those lovely and respectable people in their own way.

The police officers present saluted one after another, conveying their thoughts and respects to their companions.

Shen Xinyi's clear and beautiful eyes were slightly red.

Although with the help of Xue Tianai, she successfully saved more people, many people still sacrificed their lives and left the world.

Three minutes passed in a flash.

Die Yubing spoke softly, breaking the silence in the venue: "Please allow me to say sorry to everyone. It was my concert that caused many people to be injured and frightened. I am very sorry!"

As he said that, Die Yubing stood up and bowed deeply to the camera.

actually……

Everyone knows it too.

Whether it is the police or Fang, or Die Yubing, they are not wrong. The only ones who are wrong are the rampant terrorists.

but……

Die Yubing's humble attitude still made everyone on the scene applaud him.

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The reception is proceeding in an orderly manner.

The reporters' questions were also thrown over one after another.

"Miss Die, can you reveal what your next plan is in acting?" The entertainment reporters couldn't wait to ask.

"Um……"

Die Yubing nodded: "At present, I will prepare my personal new album, and I am expected to meet with all the fans and listeners next month."

"Then! Miss Die, is your next concert, the time and location determined?!" Another reporter raised his hand and asked a relatively popular question.

Die Yubing shook her head: "No, I personally will not hold a concert in the near future, so please forgive me."

"Miss Die, is the confession true at the concert? Or is it a hype for the release of the single?!" A reporter with black-framed glasses stood up and asked harshly.

This question...
To be continued...