7:50 a.m., at the stadium.
Two leather sofas and a small table had been set up on the stage. Several breakfasts, along with simple side dishes and snacks, sat on the table.
The audience seats were packed, accompanied by a vast chorus of people eating. Quite a few spectators had brought breakfast to eat at the venue, and hundreds of Teacher Bais could be seen carrying garbage bags back and forth, continually picking up the trash left behind by the audience.
The media guarded their cameras as patiently as snipers guarding their guns. They quietly ate their bagged breakfasts while keeping their eyes fixed on the stage.
At last, the lift platform descended first, followed by the appearance of two figures. It was none other than Song He and Xiang Xiaotong!
The two were wearing beige tracksuits that day and were clearly quite relaxed. The main content they needed to discuss had already been covered at yesterday's official press conference. It was only because the press conference had been so explosive and drawn such high global attention that they had added another day to answer questions from all sides.
The crunching sounds of everyone eating abruptly stopped, replaced by deafening cheers. Some people were probably so excited that they shouted before they had even swallowed their food. As a result, quite a few people could be seen bending over and coughing violently in the audience, while those around them patted them on the back.
The media acted just as decisively. They threw their breakfasts aside and grabbed their cameras, firing away without discrimination.
A couple of years ago, a Pulitzer Prize had been awarded for a photograph taken at a press conference featuring Song He and Xiang Xiaotong. Ever since then, media photographers had gone especially wild whenever they saw