Yi Dun directly returned to the locker room and asked Wang Yaping to find three chairs.

Yi Dun sat down with a big golden sword and looked at the reporters in front of him with bright eyes.

Judging from Yi Dun's attitude, I seem to be looking forward to the questions from these reporters.

The reporters also stretched their arms as if they were injected with chicken blood, and handed the microphone as close as possible.

Yi Dun pointed to a middle-aged white reporter with a beard and asked him to ask questions first.

The reporter talked a lot, and Xia Jiuli was translating.

"Did you point your middle finger at someone on the field? The reporter said you have no competitive ethics, and they will complain to the IAAF." Xia Jiuli translated.

"Tell him that he did give a middle finger and also gave a middle finger to every Australian player. These people were provoking first. If you don't have competitive ethics, in my opinion, this Australian player is very immoral."

"As for their complaints, how do you like to complain?" Yi Dun said disdainfully.

Xia Jiuli was also not vague, and translated Yi Dun's original words and even his tone to the middle-aged white reporter.

When he heard Xia Jiuli finish translation, Yi Dun pointed at the white reporter, "Now this guy can get out, next one."

"Yidun, this woman seems to be Adid's child care. He asked you how you feel about today's game." Xia Jiuli whispered.

Yi Dun smiled on his face and looked at the female reporter gently.

"Feeling? How can I feel? This can be considered a competition?"

"I seriously doubt the professionalism of the organizers of the Melbourne Grand Prix. Where did these players draw out to determine whether they are professional players?!"

"The Javelin Grand Prix score is less than 60 meters away. Who will I beat?"

"Arranging us a bad accommodation environment and finding unqualified idle people to do stimulant tests."

"This is the most unprofessional event I have ever participated in, and may not even be as good as the school sports meetings of some schools."

"In the future, I will definitely not come to Australia to participate in any kind of competition again. Even if I give me a lot of appearance fees, I will never come."

"I hope the IAAF will consider the necessity of the Melbourne Grand Prix. In my opinion, this kind of event that is completely unavailable is a shame."

"The key is that those Australian players are so poor that they are not as good as they are provoking, but they are better than the other."

"No wonder these garbage players are not qualified to participate in international competitions. With their strength and attitude towards the competition, it would be embarrassing to let them go."

Yi Dun can be said to have completely exploded, and he did not leave any affection for the Australian players, and was caught and sneered.

After spraying the organizer sprays the contestants, there is no room for anything.

Xia Jiuli translated it word by word, and even Yi Dun's sarcastic tone was imitated vividly.

It seems that this guy said that he can rank first in domestic sports agents based on his translation skills.

In an instant, the Australian reporter in the field was irritated and looked at Yi Dun angrily, stretching his arms longer, wanting to get a chance to ask questions.

Yi Dun just didn't believe in evil, so he found an Australian journalist whose face turned red and looked so angry that he looked dying.

"If you hear that right, you just called Australian players trash?"

"Aren't you afraid of arousing public outrage from all Australian players?" The Australian reporter said loudly in anger.

After Xia Jiuli translated, Yi Dun suddenly burst into laughter.

"Isn't it garbage? The weak strength is not worth mentioning. I feel that you can even lead the kangaroos to come up with a farther shot than Simmons."

"The key is not only weak strength, but also likes provocation and slap. What is this not trash?"

"As for what you said to arouse public outrage from all Australian players, the trash I said about provoking me does not specifically refer to all Australian players. Of course, if you understand this way, I have nothing to say."

"Anyway, I don't plan to participate in any Australian-sponsored events in the future, and no Australian players in the events I participate in are threatening me."

"So, even if it arouses public outrage, what can you do to me?" Yi Dun laughed at the reporter with an interesting look.

Yi Dun's words almost made the Australian reporter so angry that he exploded on the spot!

But they also knew that Yi Dun really has the strength to be fearless...

He himself said that he would not participate in any Australian-sponsored events in the future, and even if they wanted to use any small tricks, they would have no place to use them.

Secondly, Yi Dun also said that no Australian in the projects he participated in was his opponent.

This sounds ugly, but it can't tell anything at all.

Yi Dun participated in five events in the last Olympics. If the Olympics are reopened now, all five events will definitely win the championship 100%!

Which Australian player will be Yi Dun's opponent? In Yi Dun's event, Yi Dun is the absolute king. Some Australian players do not even have the qualifications to compete with Yi Dun!

Yi Dun's words were very unpleasant, but they were powerless to refute. They all turned red with anger and kept taking deep breaths.

"Damn, Yi Dun, are we too cruel? Look at these popular people. I doubt whether they will come up and beat us Yi Dun together." Xia Jiuli couldn't help but worry and said to Yi Dun in a low voice.

"You're afraid of Dandan. I can handle it with just these few people." Yi Dun shook his head and said indifferently.

"Okay, if there is a real fight, you have to protect me. The eyes I saw were wrong when I saw those people. Could it be that they thought I was a little bit of a piss-official translation?" Xia Jiuli said with a confused look on his face.

...

While Xia Jiuli was struggling, Yi Dun called another reporter.

This reporter is quite special and looks like he is a Chinese.

Sure enough, after this person was clicked, he started asking questions in a non-standard Mandarin.

"Yidun, hello, I am a Chinese. What is the purpose of your last shot without a run-up?"

Yi Dun frowned and found that he was not Chinese, but Chinese.

Chinese people have good and bad things. Chinese people care about their motherland. When the country is in trouble, they will contribute their efforts.

And those bad Chinese people are really ruthless in their work, and they are more ruthless than anyone else when they are anti-China.

"The purpose is naturally to humiliate those players and let them see the difference between them and me."

Yi Dun did not hide his true purpose, and directly told him directly.

The reporter was stunned and never expected Yi Dun to give such an answer.

"Hazing your opponent? Don't you think that your actions will affect the image of Chinese athletes?"

"This will even affect the image of our Chinese!"

Yi Dun was so angry that he was so angry, "Are you always Chinese?"

"No, I'm Australian." The reporter shook his head and said.

"Interesting, we Chinese? You are Australian, you are not Chinese."

"As for what you said to affect the image of Chinese athletes or Chinese, as long as you are not blind, you should be able to see the garbage placing a middle finger at me first."

"Can you, Australians, Chinese deserve to be bullied, and the image of Chinese people is weak and bullied?"

"I think you saw the Western reports? Well, maybe these reports are not necessarily written by you myself."

"Okay, hurry up and leave my vision. I'm not Chinese anymore, so don't learn any great principles from Chinese people." Yi Dun sneered disdainfully.

Such a person is both annoying and ridiculous.

They are not Chinese anymore, and they still have to stand on the moral high ground to question Yi Dun, which really makes Yi Dun angry.

What’s funny is that these people always use Chinese identity as their selling point.

Next, several Australian reporters asked questions. Yi Dun was still idle anyway and started to tear them up one by one.

There are still several hours before the plane takes off, and I am idle.

Anyway, I won’t come to Australia to compete in the future. No Australian is his opponent. Why do I care about the feelings of these people? I’m so angry that I count on each other.

An hour later, Yi Dun cleared his throat and announced the end of the interview.

Australian journalists were already covering their chests, which made Yi Dun feel angry.

"It's almost done, let's leave and never come to this ghost place again."

"Xia Jiuli, remember, I will not answer any phone calls in Australia in the future." Yi Dun said to Xia Jiuli next to him with a smile.

"As for orders, leave, go back to China." Xia Jiuli laughed.

...

"Yidun, those foreigners won't really complain to you, right?" Xia Jiuli asked with some concern on the plane.

"Then it's fake. If it were you, you would be so popular that bird-like. What can you do to him? Don't you complain?" Yi Dun grinned.

"Then there won't be any problem, right? Will there be a ban or something?" Wang Yaping was very worried.

Yi Dun waved his hand, "That won't be the case, after all, they took this matter."

"IAAF can't be shameless, right? If I really ban the game, our domestic AAF will definitely not agree."

"Don't underestimate our Athletics Federation, it has the right to speak."

Xia Jiuli and Wang Yaping were relieved, as long as Yi Dun was fine.

This time I went to Melbourne to compete, and it was indeed a toad that crawled at the foot in the early stage, which was disgusting...

But today Yi Dun let out a big vent today, and with an additional 250,000 US dollars in cash, the matter became more comfortable.
To be continued...