"You're still a little self-aware. ”

"I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be, thanks to my sister's good education. ”

It seems that every time these two meet, it is a 1v1 debate match. When Mo Xiaomo was 7 years old and Hua Qing was 9 years old, they met for the first time. At that time, Qiu Lanzhi's career had just started, and Mo Xiaomo was still envious of Hua Qing's beautiful dress.

"Sister, your clothes are so beautiful!"

"Whether the clothes look good or not depends on whom they are worn. "9-year-old Hua Qing is amazing, with ...... that doesn't belong to her age Mean streak......

"Sister, I ......"

Hua Qing squinted at the cousin who was dressed in a stall and said, "There are some things you can't envy." “

The second time they met, Mo Xiaomo was thirteen years old, because she wanted to see her cousin, she still remembered the scene of the first meeting, and specially wore a small dress. Then Hua Qing is still a princess, you civilians ignore my tone: "No matter how good the clothes are, there is a sour and rotten smell." ”

The feud between Mo Xiaomo and Hua Qing is over.

At the age of twenty, Mo Xiaomo can already afford to wear whatever she wants, and when she sees Hua Qing again, she is already a master's and doctoral student at a famous university.

Mo Xiaomo's uncle commanded Mo Cheng to pour tea and water, and he was still begging for cheapness in his mouth: "So the growth environment from childhood to adulthood is very important, just like our Xiaoqing, with a bright future! ”

Hua Qing glanced at Mo Xiaomo, who had been carefully dressed, condescendingly, and snorted coldly: "Copper stench." ”

Mo Xiaomo: I'll you!

The meeting between the two has never been pleasant, as this time, before the interview began.

"Pu Qianqiu's matter, why did you choose to stand up?"

Mo Xiaomo frowned, not knowing what the value of this question was, she put the water cup on the side table, puzzled: "Is there any reason not to stand up?

Hua Qing recorded it in her notebook with a pen, and said to Mo Xiaomo: "You don't have to talk to me here, it's just that the club has decided to do a formal interview with you, what should you say." I polish when I write. “

"Tut-tut. Mo Xiaomo couldn't help smacking her tongue, "It turns out that the official media is nothing more than that." ”

Hua Qing put down the pen, stared at Mo Xiaomo with round eyes, and said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Cousin, I used to listen to you talk about big truths, so why don't I give you a reason today. Mo Xiaomo crossed her legs, squinted her eyes and smiled, "Have you ever seen Ultraman?" Listening to Hua Qing's lack of movement, Mo Xiaomo guessed that people like her estimated that she had only memorized 300 Tang poems when she was a child, and she definitely didn't know Ultraman and Saint Seiya, she continued, "It's okay, you haven't seen Ultraman, you should have heard of Ultraman fighting little monsters." ”

"I don't know what you're trying to tell me with a Japanese absurd film. “

"Don't be so rigid, cousin. ”

Mo Xiaomo always had a smile on the corner of her mouth, which made Hua Qing very uncomfortable, but she had to listen patiently with the interview task.

"Cousin, do you know why Ultraman fights monsters?" she tapped her fingers on her knees, "To put it simply, you can understand him as a stress reaction, that is, when a person is capable enough to let go and defeat the evil forces, he will inevitably choose to stand up instead of watching the tragedy of others." ”

"This idea of yours is personal heroism with moral kidnapping. ”

Mo Xiaomo shrugged: "If you want such an extreme understanding, it's okay." But I must emphasize my premise here, first, that you are capable, and that the person you are redeeming is worthy of redemption. ”

"What is the scope of what it means to be worth redeeming?"

"You can understand it as a determination to be redeemed, this person has the determination to be redeemed, then it is worth being redeemed, I have never discriminated against the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry, I just don't like people to be forced. ”

Hua Qing sneered: "You see, no matter how high your posture is, you can't avoid vulgarity, and the moral bottom line is still shameful." ”

Mo Xiaomo looked at the nothingness in her mind indifferently: "I obey the natural choice of society, but I do not agree with the moral choice of individuals. “

Hua Qing wrote a line in the notebook: Why do celebrities lower their moral standards?

Mo Xiaomo seemed to guess that Hua Qing didn't write anything good, so she only said, "Next question." ”

"Do you think Pu Qianqiu has been punished by the law?"

"A person dies like a lamp goes out, I don't agree with it, can I still take him out and whip the corpse?"

"So you mean you don't agree?"

"I didn't say that. ”

Hua Qing wrote in the notebook again: cruel, ruthless, worship bloody violence.

"Some people say that you chose to seduce Pu Qianqiu because you had an intimate relationship with one of the victims, what do you think about this?"

"The official media also listens to the grapevine?"

Hua Qing glared at Mo Xiaomo and changed the question: "We all know that a phenomenon like Pu Qianqiu is not a case in the entertainment industry. ”

"Who are we? I don't know, I've only been on the edge of the circle for a few months. ”

"But you've been working behind the scenes for years. ”

"You've been working in the news media for many years, so you should know better than I do, but why did I cause the violence first? What is the matter? Does it mean that we have a greater sense of justice than you who run the official media? The key is that you shouldn't have a sharper sense of smell in news than us?"

"You!"

"Cousin, don't be angry, Aunt Zhou, add tea to my sister!"

Hua Qing was choked by Mo Xiaomo in one breath, and scribbled on the notebook: It's just a malicious hype to challenge authority and show her charm.

Hua Qing always wanted to catch the loopholes in Mo Xiaomo's words, until a few rounds later, Mo Xiaomo couldn't bear it anymore and said: "I said reporter Hua, how can I listen to you and look down on us literary and art workers from the bottom of my heart!"

"Literary and artistic workers are also noble and low. ”

"Only character can have nobility and nobility, not occupation and man itself. ”

"I'm not here to debate with you!"

"Oh, didn't you? I thought you just saw that I was unhappy and came to me to quarrel. ”

"Well, how can you be sure that you are a noble soul, according to you? ”

"Eh, don't get me wrong, I didn't say I was noble, I was just an ordinary soul. ”

Hua Qing wrote on the paper again: Self-depravity is irremediable.

"I'm guessing you're writing that I'm willing to fall. “

Mo Xiaomo poked her head and smiled at Hua Qing, Hua Qing's body was for a while, and she even wondered if Mo Xiaomo was not blind at all, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Mo Xiaomo's eyes before she settled down.

"Mo Xiaomo, I just think you're very strange, ordinary people hype, they all want to get a popular future, you hype, it seems that you are just trying to practice yourself. ”

"BGI reporter, how can we understand the suffering of our people at the bottom?"

"Heh, you bottom, look at how many countries your family has exploited to get to where they are today. ”

Mo Xiaomo sneered: "Cousin, I think you misunderstood, my family will have today, mainly because my father ran away from home." Also, if you look closely, there are six big characters engraved on the bricks and tiles in my house - science and technology change fate. ”

"I really got my brain in the water to interview you. ”

"Don't mind, your brain isn't very good, and the water is getting thinner and thinner. Mo Xiaomo estimated that Hua Qing raised her cup and was about to splash it on herself, and hurriedly continued, "By the way, you don't have to show how much face you gave me to interview me, you are just afraid that people will know that you are my cousin, so you have to come by yourself." ”

Hua Qing put down the cup with a blue face: "It's good if you know, don't go out and talk nonsense." ”

"But reporter Hua, I still have to remind you, please write the manuscript well, summarize it carefully, don't add too much personal color, it's really not okay to invite a gunman, lest I be dissatisfied with it, and the whole world will shout about our relationship, and even my relationship with Mo Huaili. ”

"You!

"Tut-tut, what you said, is there anything I Mo Xiaomo don't dare?" Mo Xiaomo put away his serious expression and smiled very kindly, "Don't be nervous, I just want to remind you to seek truth from facts, then we will not interfere with the river water." Oh, by the way, I guess your leader asked you to interview me because he wanted to establish a model of a positive idol in the entertainment industry, not for you to expose the dark side. They just don't dare to point fingers at what you write for the sake of your dad's face, but you'd better know it yourself, it's a reminder of family affection, no thanks."

Hua Qing slammed the door with a blushing face, and Mo Xiaomo shouted in the direction she left: "Come often when you are free!"

The annoying footsteps gradually faded away, and the smile that Mo Xiaomo had been hanging slowly cooled down: "Bubbles, remove the 'cousin' and 'Mo Huaili' in the voice just now, and upload the other voice parts." “

"The voice upload is complete, master. ”

"Bubbles, call Aunt Zhou in the garden to come back, it's time for happy lunch!"

Mo Xiaomo kicked the feeling of being disgusted out of her brain and asked Bubbles to dial the phone.

"Yo, distinguished guest!"

"Rita, let me ask you, did you stir up the scandal between me and Ling Yunhan?"

Liu Ruizi said disdainfully: "I don't have that much spare time, but I did make some comments when editing." ”

"I thank you!"

Liu Ruizi's crying voice came from the other end of the phone, and Mo Xiaomo cried twice: "Baby, don't be like your mother, eat people and don't spit out bones when you grow up!"

"Byeon, good apprentice, may you pay off your debts as soon as possible. ”

The general is not the opposite...... Mo Xiaomo was hung up and broadcast to He Zihan again: "Agent, let me ask you, are you hyping me and ......?"

"What, hey, whoever? I can't hear clearly, this doesn't seem to be a good signal......

"Doodoo ......"

Mo Xiaomo's eyebrows jumped in anger, and finally dialed Shu Kangkang's phone: "Are you cooking CP behind my back?"

It's still more realistic: "I didn't carry it, I discussed it with Ling Yunhan's agent, Sister Hong, and I didn't speculate much, I just asked the marketing account to write two articles." I didn't expect the effect to be so good, sister, you are so amazing!"

"I ......"

"Sister, how's the script back, I'll be in the group next week, are you ready? and ......?"

"Bubbles, hang up the phone!"

Mo Xiaomo cut off the phone directly, feeling that she had to make money quickly, this company really couldn't stay!

However, the script that Shu Kangkang just mentioned made Mo Xiaomo still mumble in his heart.

She dialed He Zihan's phone again.

"Hey...... Feed...... Feed...... Why is the signal so bad...... Feed...... Hey......"

"Get out, I don't ask you about the hype, don't pretend, I'll ask you about the business. ”

"Oh, say. ”

Mo Xiaomo rolled her eyes in her heart: "You tell me honestly, how did this role come about?"

"Isn't that what you did? Rita handed you your information to the producer three months ago, and people don't like us, and we don't have to audition. I heard that a round was chosen, and it was about to start filming, so I was suddenly contacted. I thought you were in the dark!"

Mo Xiaomo only felt that there was a violent villain in his heart who was beating He Zihan: "I, a blind singer, went to find connections to knock on Director Zhang Qi's play...... How can I be so capable?"

"Then where can I say, how capable you are, maybe you can make flowers. ”

"Bye bye!"

"Come on, don't care about those who have it or not, seize the opportunity when it comes, prepare well, and join the group next week." Boy, there's not much time left for you, ...... well."

Before He Zihan finished speaking, Mo Xiaomo angrily cut off the phone again.