"Don't I need your professional stylists, so I don't have the face to meet the audience?" Jin Xiaochan was a little annoyed, after all, the meaning of the other party's ridicule was too obvious.

Even Jin Xiaochan, who has an excellent temper, is a little unbearable.

"Hehe, this champion really has the posture of a champion......" The female reporter smiled disdainfully: "It's a pity, our media has the rules of our media, Miss Jin, if you want to go to our platform, you have to abide by these rules, even those big stars and big singers, people are honestly abiding by the rules......"

"I'm sorry, didn't I record it?" Jin Xiaochan stood up angrily, but was stopped by the oncoming Zhang Qi.

"Hehe, you don't need that." The female reporter laughed even happier: "Whether you record it or not, it really has nothing to do with our show, in fact, we have several schedules a day for this kind of Cheng dù's draft, in fact, if the organizer doesn't give us sponsorship money, we don't want to come......"

The female reporter is telling the truth, there are so many talent shows now, from the super aunt at the beginning to the fast-cumming boy, countless third- and fourth-tier singers and non-mainstream singers who have dreams but run into walls everywhere hope to use these platforms to make a splash, but they don't know that such an assembly-line program recording cannot guarantee the continuation of fame at all, and many talent stars and singers are short-lived.

Therefore, reporters and the media don't treat these "short-lived" stars very much, not only do these people not have the plain character and temperament that traditional stars should have, but they don't even know the most basic rules of the entertainment industry, and their tempers are still dying......

Therefore, the female reporter is very unkind to Jin Xiaochan, who is mediocre-looking, and thinks that this is also the kind of short-lived artist.

"Comrade reporter, can we communicate in a peaceful way?" Zhang Qi suddenly remembered the way the foreign old man mediated with others, and saw the trick: "Miss Jin and I are friends, and Miss Li is also very good friends, I hope we can get along more happily." ”

"Oh, that's right!" The female reporter immediately showed a smile on her face: "I'm really sorry, it turns out that I know ......."

Although I really don't like this kind of talent show, but the show still has to be recorded and it has to be handed back, the female reporter is an old Jianghu, and it has been seen from the exchange just now that Zhang Qi is not easy to deal with, these words are also mild and threatening, in case he really doesn't give the other party this face, maybe those just now will be in vain, Li Qingzhi may not cooperate with the interview next.

Jin Xiaochan was really disgusted, but she had to sit down with a smile on her face under Zhang Qi's pull.

The female reporter was also a little embarrassed, two awkward people sat together, but the interview continued.

"Excuse me, does Miss Jin usually have any hobbies?" At this time, the female reporter showed her superior ability to regulate her feelings, and asked enthusiastically and fragrantly.

"Well, I usually like to listen to songs, I like guzheng......"

"Oh, you still like the guzheng?" The female reporter interrupted her words, and saw that Zhang Qi was looking at herself, and the second half of the sentence was retracted.

"Well, I started practicing Guzheng at the age of six, and when I was thirteen years old, I reached the fourth level of Guzheng." Jin Xiaochan held back the dissatisfaction in her heart and tried her best to make her feelings more stable.

"At the age of thirteen, you can get the fourth level of the guzheng...... Hehe......" The female reporter seems to be a little unfinished, although she clearly can't hurt people in front of Zhang Qi, she hides murderous intentions everywhere: "A girl like you must have a boyfriend?" ”

Jin Xiaochan didn't notice anything, but Zhang Qi secretly kicked her feet next to her.

This kind of problem is a dead end for girls in the entertainment industry.

Unless you have a certain amount of popularity and fame after becoming famous, or your boyfriend is also a person in the entertainment industry, this kind of thing is simply a popularity bottleneck for female artists, who wants to pay attention to married idols? Especially this kind of female artist who has just started without any fans.

"Miss Kim has never had a boyfriend." Zhang Qi knew that he had to come forward to help at this time, so he replied tactfully: "Maybe it's too slow, no one has reacted to her confession." ”

"Oh? Mr. Zhang seems to know a lot about Miss Jin. The female reporter's eyes rolled and she said, "How do you know so many things about her?" Could it be ......"

"No, we are buddies...... Zhang Qi secretly scolded the female reporter for gossiping in his heart, and then once again offered the topic to change Dafa: "My girlfriend is over there, don't talk nonsense." ”

But the worst thing happened, after the reporter said this, Jin Xiaochan actually looked ashamed and lowered her head slightly! The photographer was also quite unkind, and hurriedly captured this detail: "Oops, Miss Jin is blushing!" Look at the camera! ”

"Don't make a fuss, okay?" Zhang Qi was a little annoyed, but he also muttered a little in his heart: Could it be ...... Is he really taken a fancy to this daughter?

To be honest, Jin Xiaochan is really insensitive, although he is a little sympathetic to this girl's poor background, but sympathy and feelings are two different things.

After listening to what Zhang Qi said, Jin Xiaochan's face instantly darkened.

This form made Zhang Qi sit on pins and needles, he really didn't have to worry about anything wrong with Li Qingzhi, what he was worried about was Miss Jin's ambiguous relationship with him.

You must know that this time is just a temporary action, if you get involved with this Miss Jin again, it will be strange if the girls don't eat him as a steak when they go back.

"Well, I'm talking a lot...... But doesn't Miss Jin mean something to Mr. Zhang? "Female reporters laugh and tremble, perhaps when it is the nature of journalists to gossip, they are particularly sensitive to this kind of relationship between men and women.

She has already prepared the headline of tomorrow's lace news in her heart: "The beauty pageant champion is mediocre in appearance, and the contestants are entangled in love and hate." ”

"We're just ordinary friends." Jin Xiaochan finally reacted and smiled reluctantly: "Mr. Zhang is a good person." ”

Zhang Qi breathed a sigh of relief, this was the happiest good guy card he had ever gotten in his life.

The female reporter immediately deflated a balloon: "Hehe, it's a pity, I really look at you as husband and wife." ”

As soon as he said this, Zhang Qi and Jin Xiaochan couldn't help but glance at each other.

Not to mention, from the outline of their facial features, the two are really a little similar, this subtle coincidence made Zhang Qi a little embarrassed, and coughed dryly.

The next interview went smoothly, Zhang Qi felt a little distended in his lower abdomen, and got up and went to the bathroom.

The toilets on the train always give people a sense of crampedness.

Either because of the small space, or because the bottom is connected to the rails, Zhang Qi always has an inexplicable sense of panic, because there was once a military tactics movie with such a plot - a guard went to the toilet on the train, but the spy officer stretched out a dagger from the bottom of the toilet and stabbed him to death.

Of course, modern toilets do not have this design for the sake of safety, but the scenes described in the movie make the shadow linger in Zhang Qi's heart.

In this rare leisure space, he took out his mobile phone.

The numbers of several girls on his mobile phone shone like pearls, making his fingers involuntarily click on one of them.

But without waiting for the call to get through, he decisively pressed the cancel button.

During the special personnel period, special operators are not allowed to contact anyone, including their own relatives.

Zhang Qi is not a rigid idiot, but he knows that this discipline is not only a constraint, but also a kind of protection for himself and others.

His decision was a wise one, as the cell phone signals of everyone in the carriage were being monitored at this moment.

On the road not far away, a black SUV was galloping.

The off-road vehicle was full of people, and there was also a set of special equipment, and the radar on the equipment kept rotating to absorb all the nearby communication signals.

"He hung up?" One of them seemed angry: "That man, has you been in contact with anyone?" ”

"No, there were a few times when we just used a pay phone, and it was only for half a minute, and it was hard for us to listen!" The operator in front of the plane wore special tactical optical glasses and shrugged helplessly.

"Hmph, it's a professional, but it's useless!" The man sitting in the deepest part of the carriage sneered: "Keep tracking!" ”

At this time, Zhang Qi had already come out of the carriage toilet, and as soon as he came out, he saw a creepy scene - more than a dozen female contestants with fat bodies were stuck in the aisle connecting the carriage and could not move an inch!

These contestants seemed to want to be the first to squeeze in to find the female reporter, but they were tied up by their equally fat companions, and as a result, none of them could come.

He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously locked the carriage door.