His palms are warm [2]
"Miss Luo Xiaoqian, now that Mr. Leng has told you about yesterday's misunderstanding, will you continue to return to the game?"
"This ......"
Luo Xiaoqian was still in a huge shock, where did she think that the other party would suddenly turn the problem to her, for a while, she just didn't know how to deal with it.
"As a decision-maker in the company, I respect every employee's right to choose!" Leng Zimo naturally took over the conversation, "Considering Luo Xiaoqian's physical condition, the board of directors has decided to respect her choice, and after a short break, she will directly enter the work of the contracted singer and start recording her new single!" ”
"So, Luo Xiaoqian, can you reveal the name and type of the new single?"
"Excuse me, when will this new single be with us?"
……
A flurry of questions immediately shifted to the new single.
Where does Luo Xiaoqian know how to answer, even she doesn't know about the new single!
A palm, reaching from the table, landed on the palm she was nervously holding in one place.
It was Leng Zimo's palm, his hand was warm and dry, revealing a reassuring liliang.
She looked at him instinctively, but he didn't squint and looked calmly at the table.
"I have no comment on this, now that's all for the digression, now please ask questions about the "Chinese Idol" competition!"
With just a few words, he took control of the entire press conference.
The reporters also knew that it was useless to ask too many questions, so they could only turn the topic to the game and start asking questions to Xu Xia and other players.
In yesterday's rematch results, Xu Xia ranked third, Luo Xiaoqian withdrew, Shen Xinyi was arrested, and Xu Xia naturally became the first and directly entered the national finals, which naturally became the second focus in the field.
In addition to Xu Xia, the reporters asked more questions about the finals and the arrangements of several competition areas, etc., Leng Zimo answered fluently, and could use the simplest topic to give the most direct answer every time.
Luo Xiaoqian sat beside him, her hand was held in the palm of his hand, and her eyes just unconsciously looked at his side face.
The person in his eyes is so calm in the face of any tricky problem, like an emperor.
His face shone brightly in the light, but his eyes were visibly bloodshot.
When he found her last night, it was already late at night, and last night, he was afraid that he didn't sleep all night, right?
Thinking that she was still misunderstanding him before, Luo Xiaoqian just fidgeted.
Fortunately, the press conference is finally over.
The reporters left the venue one after another, Leng Zimo got up from the chair and left the venue with Erin, Luo Xiaoqian was about to catch up, but Xu Xia behind her had already run over excitedly and hugged her into his arms.
"Xiaoqian, I'm so happy, Shen Xinyi's slut really deserves it, ah, I'm sorry, I forgot your hand ......" She let go of Luo Xiaoqian in a panic and carefully picked up her injured hand, "Your hand, it's okay, will it affect playing the piano?" ”
"Yes, Xiaoqian, are your hands okay, we were all frightened yesterday when we looked at the blade that the president took out of the piano!"
……
The other students also gathered around.
"Nothing serious!" Luo Xiaoqian looked at everyone's enthusiastic and concerned faces, and her heart was full of gratitude, "Let everyone worry, I went directly to the hospital yesterday, so I didn't have time to inform you!" ”
Not understanding what happened last night, Luo Xiaoqian left the conference room with everyone and pulled Xu Xia aside to ask.