" Where will you put so much money?" The reporter asked, with a chuckle, if he was actually teasing Lukas.
" Well, of course, in our trusted Chase Bank, I recently opened an account in the Chase Bank, and they were nothing but helpful," Lukas said. He rembered he had to ntion Chase Bank four tis and the bat sponsor eight tis.
" Chase? I thought you were going to buy so expensive cars and go on dates with models," the reporter said, then he looked around to see if anyone was laughing at his jokes, but no one was responding.
" Yeah, no , Chase Bank has promised full security on my money, and I don’t want to talk about my private life in the dia," Lukas said, then he removed his eyes from the reporter. His intentions were clear: he didn’t want to talk with this rude journalist anymore.
" Alright, next question, please," Ed Wade said. He also wanted different questions to be asked and let the event end as soon as possible.
" Lukas, how old are you? We heard you are only eighteen, and this feature is astonishing nonetheless. A reporter asked, but with the huge amount of flashes, Lukas looked around and couldn’t pinpoint the person who asked the question.
The General Body, who were seated on the stage, also felt weird because the cara guys were clicking too many photos.
" Well, I am really eighteen years old. I am also continuing my studies," Lukas said, then waited for his eyes to calm him down. His every motion was gathering a serious amount of photos.
As Lukas was waiting for the next question, the marketing girl ca on to the stage and whispered sothing to Ed Wade, and he also replied to her, then, after five seconds, she left.
Ed Wade stood up with a smile and waved his hand to calm the dia, who were very eager to ask questions. Ed then ca to Lukas and bent his waist to whisper in Lukas’s ear.
" Lukas, change of plans. The TV viewership has surpassed 8 million viewers. You have to ntion WWF and only one ti Louisville Slugger—that’s all. Also, that young fighter will co out and challenge you, so you just have to be verbally aggressive." Ed Wade said into Lukas’s ear with a smile and nod.
Lukas frowned, his plans were ruined, but as this was his first ti, he would accommodate the club’s request. He nodded his head and continued to look forward to the questions.
" Lukas, Did sothing happen"? A reporter who just gained their access on the Mic asked, I am not sure what happened, but everyone lost their access to the Mic.
" Nothing serious, it’s just the generator in the back gave up, so they had to replace it. Sorry for everyone’s trouble," Lukas said to pacify the situation with his calm mind.
" The question I wanted to ask you is, how are you so charismatic?" The reporter whose face Lukas couldn’t see asked.
" Well, I am certainly not. Next question, please." Lukas said he was not here to hear flattery, he now has to perform hard. He was a WWE fan last ti, this ti, maybe he could work there for a match or two?
" We heard your pitching speed is unbelievable." Is that true"?
" Yes, it’s true I’ve broken several bats, so if you want to at least face in an equal competition, you get a Louisville Slugger." Lukas, although he didn’t answer the question, perford his obligation.
Lukas, who was waiting for the next question, saw Ed making a gesture, as if to say, About WWF, so Lukas just nodded his head in response and picked up the mic.
" I also wanted to tell you all that WWF is fake, but as a real sports person, I took the responsibility, and the the you heard as soon as I entered—yeah, that suit’s the most." Lukas said he was not certain what he needed to do, but he did it because, for so reason, Ed was hurrying the process.
IT’S TO PLAY THE GA.
TI TO PLAY THE GA!!
Ha ha ha ha.
Ha ha ha.
The loud the music was played, and Triple H, the man himself, ca out of the backstage with a mic in his hand.
Lukas was actually quite shocked because this was supposed to be a formal event, but what’s happening? But this was also his favorite mont because he gets to talk shit with Triple H, and this bullshit conference can go to hell.
" Boy, you think you can just say shit like this and get away with it?" Triple H asked, as he entered the stage, if the VIPs were going down the stage, and Ed also was going down, but he ca to Lukas’s side and whispered, ’ Let him hit you, trash talk.’
Lukas hearing this nodded his head slightly, he was ready for so action. He also stood up, and he and Triple H were equal in height, which also caused the dia to click photos of them with never-ending flashes.
" I don’t say shit. I am a sportsperson, a real sportsperson, so of course I will get the better treatnt, and that the music suits the most," Lukas said as both n with the sa gigantic height ca closer to each other, face to face.
"Well, I say, you can go to hell," Triple H said, then he gently kicked Lukas in the abdon. Lukas, who was a big fan of WWE in his past life, knew what he had to do, so he bent down with full motion like he got a serious kick.
Triple H then trapped his head between his thighs in a double underhook, then dropped to his knees, driving him face-first into the stage with a Pedigree.
Lukas, who was not affected at all, twitched and stayed motionless in his place.
’Can’t believe you perford so well. Well, I will be proud to share this music with you.’
Triple H, who checked on Lukas, whispered and left the stage with swag. So people ca in and carried Lukas backstage.
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