Almighty Coach

Chapter 440: Press conference

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"All students have completed the competition, 100% completion rate. This is impossible! Are all the people who signed up for them SEALs?" Max yelled hysterically.

It's no wonder that none of the students on my side finished the race, but others finished the race 100%. If it were anyone else, they would be mad. It's like when your own child scores zero on the exam, but learns that the neighbor's child next door has perfect scores on the exam, any parent's mentality is like a "coolness".

After nearly a minute, Max calmed down and said: "This must be fake. This is the 24-hour Frogman Challenge. There can be no 100% completion rate. This is a lie. They are committing fraud, this is false propaganda! We want to expose him!"

"Then what are you going to do?" the bearded man asked.

"It's not enough for us alone. We have to unite other training centers to make things bigger together. I want the whole of Los Angeles to know that Coach Li is a liar. It's best to take this opportunity to drive him out of Los Angeles!" Mike Si said fiercely.

The 100% completion rate really caused public outrage. With the difficulty of the 24-hour Frogman Challenge, even a high-level training center would be difficult to achieve a 50% completion rate, and the prerequisite is that the students they recruit have a certain foundation, just like that blond little brother Ke Ruth is an athlete in his own right. Only such a person can complete the 24-hour Frogman Challenge through formal training. People who have no foundation in sports may not even be able to run 58 kilometers.

However, Dai Li achieved a 100% completion rate. This was not a matter of releasing satellites, but a slap in the face of other physical training centers. Everyone couldn't even pass the exam, but you got full marks. If not, who would you blame

Many physical training centers in Los Angeles have united in a tacit understanding to question Dai Li's false propaganda in order to recruit students, and there is a strong momentum to drive Dai Li out of Los Angeles.

The media also fanned the flames. Although California is a place with a relatively large number of Chinese, discrimination against Chinese still exists. How can those traditional white people allow a Chinese to ride on their head? For the media, inciting racial confrontation has always been the best way to gain people's attention.

"It seems that you touched a lot of people's cheeses. You have become the public enemy of all the physical training centers in Los Angeles. Maybe someone will sue you for false advertising!" Blake said with a big smile, holding a coffee cup in his hand.

"It's not me who disturbed a lot of people, but us." Li Dai was holding a cup of black tea in his hand. He then asked: "Are you ready for the press conference?"

Blake nodded: "No problem, Hassell has sent his past photos, so we can hold a press conference at any time."

"Then let's get started! While the public denunciation has just begun." Dai Li took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Prepare more food and drinks for the press conference, as well as small gifts. Those reporters will come to give us free We can’t let them go back empty-handed! There is an old saying in my country that it’s not strange to give gifts to many people... "

Blake, wearing a crisp suit, stood on a makeshift podium next to a projection screen.

There were some reporters in the audience, as well as some people who just came to watch.

Max wore a very ordinary sportswear and a peaked cap that covered most of his face, standing in a very inconspicuous position. He looked like a client who came for training and accidentally saw a press conference being held here, and then came to join in the fun.

"A 100% completion rate is simply impossible. I want to see how you, a liar, defend yourself!" Max thought to himself.

At this time, Blake waved his hand to signal everyone to quiet down, and then said: "Our physical training center previously held a physical training class, mainly for customers who want to participate in the 24-hour Frogman Challenge. This training class was held It was very successful, and our students achieved a 100% completion rate in the 24-hour Frogman Challenge. Regarding this, many people have questions and think that it is impossible for our training center to create a 100% completion rate. So today, we held this press conference to explain this matter to the public."

Blake paused for a moment, then made a very solemn expression, as if he was about to announce something very important, and then said: "Here, the first thing I want to say is that our students are indeed... We achieved a 100% completion rate in the 24-hour Frogman Challenge, and they all completed the race.”

"Then how do you prove it?" Someone suddenly asked in the audience.

"If possible, I would like to show you the results of all the students in our physical fitness training class. However, due to the confidentiality of customer information, we cannot do this." Blake said.

"Then it still can't be proven."

"I've told you a long time ago that they are just bluffing. There is no 100% completion rate in the 24-hour Frogman Challenge."

"I thought there would be some big news, but it turned out that my trip was in vain."

"This training center is a liar, it is indeed a propaganda fraud!"

People started talking quietly.

Blake on the stage was unhurried. He ignored the whispers of criticism, but raised his voice and said into the microphone; "Although it is impossible for us to announce the information and results of all students, we still invited some of them." A student, I believe his appearance will prove the 100% completion rate I mentioned before."

"Humph, does it prove that all the students have finished the race if one of them has finished the race? In Los Angeles, every training center has students who have completed the 24-hour Frogman Challenge, and they can all find one student to tell their story. Training experience, what’s so strange about this!” A short man not far from Max said unconvinced.

Many people resonated with this voice, but Max felt very unhappy because his Ironman training center could not find even one student who had completed the competition.

Blake didn't take it seriously. He waved to the backstage and then said: "Mr. Hassell will be invited to take the stage next!"

Fat Hassell heard someone calling his name and trotted up to the front desk.

The scene fell silent for an instant. Everyone looked at Hassel with surprised expressions. Then, the sound of discussion suddenly sounded like a sudden commotion.

"This guy looks a little fat!"

"I don't know how much he weighs, but he's definitely heavier than me."

"Can such a fat person pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge? It's unlikely. Isn't it said that the challenge is very difficult?"

"If a guy like that can finish the race, I think I can too."

"This person must be a shill hired by this training center!"

With a smile on his face, Blake signaled everyone to be quiet again, and then said to Hassell: "Mr. Hassell, can I show you your completion certificate?"

"No problem." Hassel nodded, and only then did everyone realize that Hassel was holding a hard folder in his hand. He opened the folder and placed it in front of his chest as if displaying an award certificate, pointing the image of himself at each person.

"This is the completion certificate of the 24-hour Frogman Challenge. It has a number on it. We can go to the website to check if it is true..."

"Do you still need to check? If you dare to show it, it must be true. This fat guy really passed the 24-hour frogman challenge."

At the same time, a slideshow appeared on the large projection screen next to Blake. The slideshow was all photos of Fatty Hassell in the past.

"Everyone, what I am showing you now is what Mr. Hassell looked like before he received training." Blake pointed at the projection screen and said.

"She looks much fatter in the photo than she does now."

"How many pounds do you think this fat guy has lost?"

"Not to mention anything else, but judging from the weight loss effect, this training center has lost so much weight."

"It's really hard for me to imagine that the guy in the photo who looks like a ball could pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge after training!"

"I'm more convinced now that if a guy like that can finish, I can do it too."

Blake was very satisfied with the reaction at the scene. He once again asked everyone to be quiet and said: "Through the photos of Mr. Hassell before training, I think everyone should understand that Mr. Hassell was definitely not very good at sports in the past. Yes, many of us on site should have stronger physical foundations in sports than Mr. Hassell. But even so, Mr. Hassell still passed the difficult level through our training and his personal efforts. An extremely high 24-hour frogman challenge. I think this is enough to prove that our training level can achieve a 100% completion rate."

There was silence in the audience, and many people even agreed. Even a person of Hassell's size can complete the 24-hour frogman challenge after training. If other trainees have completed the competition, that is It's not something incredible anymore.

In fact, everyone at the scene felt that they would definitely surpass the fat man in the photo in terms of sports. Since the fat man can finish the game, it would be very embarrassing to question whether others can finish the game. His behavior seems to be admitting that he is not as good as a fat man, and no one is willing to dig a hole for him to jump into. It's like a group of men stay together, no one will admit that they are "slender, short and soft", everyone will only brag about how huge and firm they are.

In that inconspicuous corner, Max looked at Fatty's past photos with shock on his face.

"How did they let such a fat guy finish the game? What kind of training programs did they conduct? I really want to see how this fat guy's training program was designed."

Max knew that it would be impossible for a fat man like Hassel to complete the 24-hour Frogman Challenge if it were him. Max even knows that other physical training centers in Los Angeles cannot do this.

On the stage, Blake felt that the heat was almost over, and he winked at a young man in the crowd.

The young man understood. He raised his right hand and asked loudly: "Mr. Hassell, what prompted you to participate in a very difficult competition like the 24-hour Frogman Challenge? It was because you wanted to challenge your own weaknesses. Is it a challenge?”

The young man asked the question very tactfully. If it were asked in a straightforward way, it would be: You are so fat, why do you still do things like asking for trouble? Are you doing it

The scene fell silent again, and everyone's eyes were turned to Hassell.

"I want to be a beach lifeguard," Hassell replied.

"So that's it, so beach lifeguarding is your ideal career?" the young man then asked.

Hassell suddenly looked a little shy. He looked at Blake next to him, and Blake gave him an encouraging look.

Finally, Hassell said, "The girl I like is a beach lifeguard."

"So that's it. For the girl you love, you are willing to accept such a difficult challenge. The power of love is so great!" After the young man finished speaking, he started to applaud.

The people nearby saw the young man clapping, and when they recalled the sentence "The power of love is so great," they were instantly infected and couldn't help but start clapping along.

"Wow..." The next second, thunderous applause broke out for Hassel.

The long table was filled with various snacks, and there were free drinks next to it. The reporters were not polite and gathered around.

No matter which country it is, journalists have a very hard job. It is common to live in the open air and not be able to eat on time. But now, there are free afternoon teas after work, and few people will choose to refuse.

But Max couldn't stay for a moment. He was in a terrible mood. He knew that today's press conference would not only not damage Dai Li's reputation, but would actually give him free advertising.

Max pressed down his peaked cap, covering as much of his face as possible, and then walked out the door.

"Sir, please stay!" A female voice sounded from behind Max.

"Did someone recognize him?" Max suddenly panicked.

This woman was Blake's intern secretary. She walked a few steps to Max and handed a beautiful paper bag: "Sir, this is a small gift for you. Thank you for attending our press conference." meeting."

"It turns out he wasn't recognized." Max let out a sigh of relief. He looked at the paper bag, which had the logo of "Coach Li's Physical Training Center" on it.

"What is this?" Max couldn't help but ask.

"Portable scale." The intern secretary replied with a sweet smile.

Max suddenly felt a little irritable.

"How could I, the boss of the Ironman Training Center, accept a weight scale as a gift from a competitor? This is simply an insult to my dignity! And it would be embarrassing if others knew that I had asked for someone else's weight scale! I will do so in the future Being made a laughingstock of.”

"But if I don't want it, will they doubt my identity? After all, if I don't want the free gift, it's against common sense! Oops, if I am recognized, I will be said to be spying on the competition. Adversary intelligence, and there are so many reporters here.”

"Damn it, if you hold a press conference, just hold it honestly. After the press conference, wouldn't it be nice for everyone to pat their butts and beat them up, why not give them gifts!"

At this moment, Max only felt that the logo of Coach Li’s training center on the paper bag was extremely glaring.