Over there, Mu Sheng stopped to sign autographs for enthusiastic fans, and after bidding farewell to those enthusiastic fans, he slowly walked towards the side of the media reporter, rhythmic steps, in order to match the photographer's angle, from time to time sideways, occasionally sideways, the momentum around people couldn't help but focus on her.

The female reporter looked at Mu Sheng, who was getting closer and closer, and nervously pulled the sleeves of the male reporter next to her with both hands, "Oh my God, I don't know if the host can draw our evening newspaper to ask questions!"

The male reporter, who was almost torn off his cuffs, looked sad and angry, and tried to pull back his poor sleeves.

At the sign-in place, there is a host Song Yiyi, who is famous for being the most beautiful and amorous in the circle, but his style is very low-key, and he speaks with high emotional business, and the popularity of passers-by is still very good!

Tonight's Song Yiyi put on exquisite makeup and put on a sexy V-neck salute, which attracted the attention of many male reporters, and when she saw Mu Sheng's arrival, she greeted her with a smile.

"Hello, Mu Sheng, I'm Song Yiyi, the host of tonight's charity gala, you can call me Yiyi or baby Yiyi. ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to discharge at Mu Sheng with a pair of big sparkling eyes, which couldn't help but not arouse everyone's disgust, but won the laughter of the reporters below.

Mu Sheng paused, looked at the smile in the eyes of the host in front of him, and was a little helpless, "Hello, Yiyi." ”

"Shengsheng husband, do you mind if I call you that? This seems to be your fan's endearing name for you. ”

Mu Sheng frowned slightly, his face seemed to be a little distressed, and finally said a little helplessly, "It's good if they like it." ”

Fans who were a few meters away from the interview office couldn't help but scream when they heard this.

"Ahhh

"Ahem, that Song Yiyi, I admit that you are beautiful, but please stay away from my husband!"

Hearing the shouts of the fans, Song Yiyi was a little amused, and handed a signature pen to Mu Sheng, "Then let's follow the process, Sheng Sheng's husband will sign here first." ”

Mu Sheng quickly wrote his name on the signature board, the font was elegant and upright, and he could clearly see what was written.

Song Yiyi took the microphone, stood next to Mu Sheng, and looked at the group of reporters below, "Then let's draw three media reporters to ask a question each, how about it?" Presumably everyone is very curious about Shengsheng's husband and has a lot of questions to ask. ”

As soon as the words fell, basically the female reporters actively raised their hands, this posture is as good as the appearance of raising their hands to speak in elementary school, Song Yiyi saw this scene, but she didn't expect Mu Sheng to be so popular.

With a roll of her eyes, she smiled a little wickedly, and a white hand wandered among a group of media reporters, all of whom followed the direction of her fingers.

The reporters looked at Song Yiyi a little helplessly, when will they play, and soon, Song Yiyi pointed to him, "Over there, Kyoto Evening News!"

The female reporter of the Kyoto Evening News who was selected almost jumped up excitedly, took the microphone handed by the staff, and asked excitedly, "Shengsheng husband, I want to ask, will you choose to continue to develop in France in the future, or will you return to China to develop?"

However, before Mu Sheng could answer, a mocking male voice came from the back of the crowd, "Do you need to say this? I will definitely stay in France, and I don't know what you like about her!"