Kong Qingwu's words were too terrifying, and he actually wanted to shoot cat movies by himself and show them to his daughter when he grew up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, Kong Qingwu is just a joke and teasing Kong Qinyin, and Kong Qinyin is indeed angry, don't want it.

roared; "You scumbag......"

Jokes and occasional noisy, this kind of day is still quite warm.

The next day, Kong Qingwu received a phone call, and she didn't know how the other party got her mobile phone number.

A woman asked; "Is it Miss Kong Qingwu?"

Kong Qingwu said suspiciously; "Who are you?"

The woman's tone was polite; "That's right, we are from CCTV, we want to interview you, do you have time?"

Kong Qingwu was even more puzzled; "What do you do with interviews?"

The woman was surprised; "Doesn't Miss Kong watch the news?"

Kong Qingwu laughed dryly; "These days, I'm busy, and I don't play with the computer......"

In fact, even if you play with the computer, it's also a masturbation.,I don't go online to watch the web or anything.,Where to know what news.。

The woman said embarrassedly; "Actually, it's like this, now Miss Kong is very famous and popular, and that's how our TV station wants to interview you."

Kong Qingwu said lightly; "I'm sorry, I want to decline this interview!"

The woman exclaimed; "Why?"

Their CCTV interview is so noble and important, and someone would refuse it, the woman was really stunned.

Kong Qingwu said without hesitation; "I like my life now, it's quiet, I don't need to be too famous."

The woman was obviously a little at a loss when she encountered this situation for the first time, and this interview was of great benefit to Kong Qingwu.

It was definitely the best choice to expand his fame, but he was rejected.

After that, before the woman wanted to say something, she hung up the phone, and the woman's expression was cute.

After that, Kong Qingwu also ran to the Internet to read the news out of curiosity, she didn't know what was going on, but the reporters were all attracted.

The content of the news is much the same, the genius beautiful girl dancer is the most likely candidate to become the next god of dance.

There are already a large number of fans who have fallen under Kong Qingwu's pomegranate skirt, and Kong Qingwu also has a group of followers.

The followers are actually a group of brainless fans who think that their idols' farts are fragrant, and idols will never shit.

Urine is the purest and most immaculate holy water, and the followers are such a group of people.

I don't know why, Kong Qingwu's real name has been known to the public.

And unknowingly, there is a sticker bar of Kong Qingwu, and there are already more than 100 million people in it.

Kong Qingwu's fans are not only domestic fans, but also foreign fans, after all, dance knows no borders.

Kong Qingwu doesn't care too much about the fact that he has a lot of fans, but it feels great to be liked.

Because Kong Qinyin is pregnant, and pregnant women naturally have to take good care of her, so Kong Qingwu has become a lot more diligent during this time, at least she is not sleeping lazy.

Considering that Kong Qinyin's belly will get bigger and bigger in the future, and one day he will not be able to cook, in order to keep himself alive, Kong Qingwu has to learn cooking.

Of course, Kong Qingwu didn't want to eat the things he made, and it was even more impossible for others.

At that time, it is obviously impossible for anyone to get some instant noodles, and Kong Qinyin is unwilling to eat it.

What if she eats junk food like instant noodles and poisons the baby in her belly!

So these days, Kong Qingwu holds back her tears and wants to eat it...... food made out.

There was a knock on the door, and Kong Qingwu's hair was scattered, and her face was full of collapse, and the ghost knew what she had been through.

Knocking on the door was naturally a woman who was on the phone all day, she was a female reporter, and her eyes couldn't help but light up the moment she saw Kong Qingwu.

Kong Qingwu's appearance is as if he has been **, and with the identity of Kong Qingwu's Internet celebrity, it is super news.

Female reporters have no conscience; "That, is it being a**? What did he say to you, tell us about the process! ”

Kong Qingwu glanced at the female reporter, didn't say a word, took a step back, and the door closed with a bang.

The female reporter was taken aback, but it doesn't seem to be to blame Kong Qingwu.

I actually want Kong Qingwu to say the process of my own **, even if it is really **, it is impossible to say it.

What's more, Kong Qingwu just made a meal, he became like this, and after eating the meal he cooked, Kong Qingwu collapsed, and then he had sad little eyes.

The female reporter patted on the doorway; "Open the door, let me go in and say it well, I'm a reporter, I'm here to interview you, since you don't want to say that the process of being **** is nothing, at least let me comfort you, and then record it and become news!"

The hole in the room danced lightly and waved his hand; "Are all journalists so virtuous? Don't insult the profession of journalist! ”

Kong Qingwu sighed and went back to the house to continue cooking, but it didn't take long to cook, and he was not in the mood, although the things he made were not poisonous, they were so unpalatable!

[Forget it, just hand it over to the maid Shen Lan when the time comes. 】

Kong Qingwu can't blame her for cooking unpalatablely, she can't even tell the difference between salt and sugar in the kitchen!

There is no label written on it, but she is unwilling to ask Kong Qingwu to taste it, in case she is unlucky enough to eat salt, wouldn't it be very unlucky? So just put a little salt and sugar on it.

In fact, Kong Qingwu was also raised in an orphanage in her previous life, and she still knew how to cook, but she really couldn't use Kong Qinyin's kitchen.

Kong Qinyin was like having obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the soy sauce, cooking wine, and vinegar he bought were all put in small bottles one by one.

And there is no label on the small bottle, and the color is about the same, and Kong Qingwu really can't tell the difference, so I have to pour a little.

If you smell it with your nose, you can smell the sour smell of vinegar, and now the taste of some soy sauce is somewhat similar to the taste of cooking wine, and Kong Qingwu really can't tell the difference.

If you want to be a journalist, you must have the spirit of not being afraid of death and shamelessness, and you must also have the patience of the sea and rocks.

In fact, when many reporters interviewed some farmers in the countryside, the farmers were often reluctant to pay attention to the reporters.

Then the reporter had to talk about it and tirelessly persuade him, after which the peasants finally agreed.

In fact, I was shocked by the reporter's stinky shamelessness, and I really couldn't stand it.

And the female reporter filmed for two hours, repeatedly banging on the door.

Shouting in the mouth; "Fellow, open the door!"

In fact, Kong Qingwu's choice was very simple, and he simply put on headphones to listen to music, and the reporter's voice was noisy.

It was Kong Qinyin who opened the door for her, and the moment she saw Kong Qinyin, the reporter almost didn't offend Kong Qinyin.

"Wow, hello Miss, are you Kong Qingwu's sister? Fortunately, I asked, oh, what ...... Your sister has just been a**, what are you doing? Where have you been, are you taking a camera or how to drop? (To be continued.) )