In front of the gymnasium, a group of reporters are surrounding Wu Zhou, the focus of the day.

In fact, as a host, he shouldn't be noticed.

After all, he is neither a songwriter nor a singer, so it can be said that he is just a guest.

But it is precisely because of his gambling with Xia Xing that it can be said that he has been stained with Xia Xing's light, so he has attracted everyone's attention.

"Mr. Wu Zhou, do you have confidence in today's poetry contest with Xia Xing?"

"Mr. Wu, why are you challenging Xia Xing. ”

"Can you tell us a little bit about today's game?"

"Mr. Wu Zhou, what is your evaluation of Xia Xing's poetry level? ”

Facing more than a dozen microphones, Wu Zhou's face showed a faint smile.

I have to say that the hype this time was almost perfect.

As long as he defeats Xia Xing, then he can get a show with a lot of weight.

This is also the real reason why he challenged Xia Xing.

However, he naturally did not say what he really thought, he answered a few questions and said: "Actually, I also admire Xia Xing's poetry level, but I feel that Mr. Xia Xing is a little too arrogant, for today's poetry competition, I have made a lot of preparations, I will let him know what is the real Chinese poetry, what is the real traditional culture." ”

At this time, Xia Xing had already stepped out of the car.

For the interview just now, Xia Xing heard it clearly.

This is completely different from what Wu Zhou said to himself before.

The corners of Xia Xing's mouth slid a touch of coldness, since you don't give me face, then I don't need to give you face.

When the reporters saw Xia Xing who got out of the car, they were all excited.

In an uproar, they no longer paid attention to Wu Zhou and came over to Xia Xing.

"Look at Xia Xing!"

"Xia Xing is so handsome. ”

"Quick, grab the advantageous seat!"

Wu Zhou looked at the reporters who were originally surrounding him, and disappeared in an instant, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He gritted his teeth, and his eyes flashed with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Xia Xing, all your honors today, one day I will take them back with my own hands. ”

Those reporters instantly surrounded Xia Xing.

"Mr. Xia, I heard that you have five nominations today, are you confident that you will win them?"

"Do you have anything to say about Mr. Wu Zhou's challenge?"

"Mr. Wu Zhou, can I tell me if you and Xiaoying are already living together?"

The reporters around asked a lot of questions in one go.

Xia Xing was surrounded and intercepted by everyone, escorted by security guards and Yang Ni, and then squeezed the crowd forward.

At this time, Wu Zhou stood in front of Xia Xing.

"Hello, Mr. Xia. ”

"Hello, nice to meet you. ”

After the two people met, they faced the reporter with both smiles.

But everyone knows that behind this smile, there is a lot of smell.

A touch of coldness flashed at the corner of Wu Zhou's mouth: "Xia Xing, I will win you?"

"I see. Xia Xing nodded.

"I see?" Hearing Xia Xing's answer, Wu Zhou and the reporters around him were stunned.

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "It's dark, you can indeed dream." ”

"You!" Wu Zhou's face was suddenly blue by Xia Xingqi.

Xia Xing smiled and stretched out his hand to Wu Zhou: "Just kidding, good luck to you." ”

Compared with Xia Xing's calmness, Wu Zhou's performance is too bad.

At this moment, his face turned red, and the star was not lightly angered by Xia Xing.

The hands of the two people were shaken together, and many reporters took pictures of the two of them.

Looking at the dialogue between the two sides, everyone knows that tonight's poetry competition must be very exciting.

Soon, photos of the two men shaking hands and the content of the conversation appeared on the Internet.

Many media outlets ran the ad on the headlines, accompanied by "The pinnacle of history!" and "The real dialogue of ancient poetry." "Who is the first person to write Chinese poetry?" and other conspicuous topics.

Under the hype of the news media, the majority of the audience is looking forward to the duel between the two people even more.

Xia Xing finally squeezed to the backstage, which was full of staff and reporters, and Xia Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

He came to a locker room according to the room number provided by Yang Weiwei, and was just about to knock on the door, when suddenly the entire gymnasium went out with power.

Then Xia Xing heard an exclamation from inside the locker room.

"Not good!" Xia Xing's face changed and he rushed directly into the room.

In the room, Yang Weiwei was putting on makeup just now, and suddenly the power went out, and then she felt someone approaching the dressing room.

Originally, she thought it was Xia Xing and didn't care, but when the man approached, she found that the other party was actually a masked killer.

The killer directly waved the BS in his hand and stabbed at Yang Weiwei.

Yang Weiwei has learned martial arts since she was a child, and with a roll, she dodged the opponent's attack.

However, the killer behind him moved faster, and a quick step rushed up, holding the BS in his hand and stabbing downward.

Seeing this scene, Yang Weiwei could only close her eyes.

Because she had fallen to the ground, she had no ability to resist at all.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed over.

Bang!

At the moment when the killer's BS was about to stab Yang Weiwei, he directly knocked the killer out.

The killer was knocked into a seven-meat vegetarian, and knowing that there was no chance to kill Yang Weiwei, she turned around and rushed towards the door.

Xia Xinggang wanted to stop the other party, when Yang Weiwei's assistant entered the room.

The killer's eyes were cold, and the BS in his hand stabbed towards Yang Weiwei's assistant.

Xia Xing's face changed, his body jumped out, and he directly grabbed the BS in the air.

The killer took advantage of the gap and fled.

Xia Xing chased out, but there was no trace.

Worried that Yang Weiwei had an accident, Xia Xing did not chase him out, but returned to Yang Weiwei's side.

"Vivi, how are you?"

Yang Weiwei said: "It's okay. ”

At this time, the power supply was restored, and Xia Xing suddenly saw a dazzling scene.

It turned out that due to Yang Weiwei's tearing with the killer just now, her skirt had slipped off, and as a result, a charming scenery appeared in front of Xia Xing at a glance.

Today's Yang Weiwei star wears makeup, so she looks very beautiful, coupled with the exposed scenery, Xia Xing suddenly looked straight.

"You guy, have you seen enough?" Yang Weiwei said with a red face.

"Of course I haven't seen enough. Xia Xing swallowed.

The assistant knew the relationship between Yang Weiwei and Xia Xing, and left the room very familiarly.

Vera Yang sat back down in front of the dressing table to touch up her makeup.

For Yang Weiwei Xia Xing, I have to admire, I just experienced an NS, and I sat down in front of the dressing table so quickly to put on makeup, this kind of temperament is incomparable to ordinary girls.

Seeing Xia Xing, he turned around.

"Wow, Sister Weiwei, you are so beautiful today. ”

Yang Weiwei glanced at Xia Xing: "Do you mean that I am not usually beautiful?"

"No, no, you're beautiful every day. ”

Yang Weiwei glanced at Xia Xing playfully: "Then who is more beautiful, me or Xiaoying?"