in the interview room.

Reporters from major media have already prepared the microphones and stood in a circle, just waiting for Xia Qingqian and Bai Bingbing to stand in the circle by themselves.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"I heard that I was called by the organizer to say the right word again."

"We have to ask questions according to the questions given by the program team, which is too formal."

"After asking this question, there is nothing to write about, and no one reads it."

"It's so unbright!"

"What can be said about this kind of official visit?"

"Our editor-in-chief has to let me do something, so don't let up."

"Coming, coming, shh......h

Xia Qingqian and Bai Bingbing went to make up for makeup just now.

You must know that it is not uncommon for the media to use shooting angles, lights and shadows to make beautiful women ugly just to attract attention.

Since it is a beauty contest, the organizers will be wary of the media in various ways, and they must not let the media take advantage of it.

The reporters honestly took the manuscript and asked:

"Xia Qingqian, you are so beautiful, is it a super high return rate?"

"Xia Qingqian, your skin foundation is so good, you save a lot of skin care products, right?"

"Bai Bingbing, how do you maintain your good figure?"

"Bai Bingbing, do you plan to have a boyfriend?"

"Will Xia Qingqian fall in love with a man who is more than a decade older than you?"

These questions are harmless, publish them, and no one will read them.

The media also feeds on traffic.

Especially the curly-haired girl who is very stressed and worried about being fired.

"May I ask Xia Qingqian, when you were reciting the poem just now, did you look at the teleprompter in front of you? After all, God gave you beauty and will not give you intelligence. ”

"What the hell?! How could anyone ask such an unreasonable question? Bai Bingbing was upset for Xia Qingqian.

The staff intervened to stop it.

"You can't ask this kind of question! Don't you have a manuscript?! Can't you read?! ”

The staff was ready to throw the ignorant reporter out.

Xia Qingqian stopped the staff.

"It's a question that can be answered, there's nothing that can't be asked, let her stay, and I'll answer."

Xia Qingqian brought the female reporter back.

"I'll answer your question."

Under normal circumstances, people who face such unreasonable questions will get angry and return to the reporter unreasonably, resulting in the whole Internet being hacked the next day.

Thinking of this, the curly-haired girl looked at Xia Qingqian proudly.

"Answer it!"

"You're halfway right, God opens a window for me and closes a door for me.

Whether I'm beautiful or famous, it's all my superficial brilliance, and who knows what I've been insisting on behind it.

I lost my parents' loving childhood, and when I took care of my family before my peers, I persevered in my efforts to learn various skills! Until I was in college, I was still doing my own thing, and I was a person with personality autism.

I'm not good at communicating with people, and I don't know how to deal with the media, but I've always been honest and sincere.

There is no teleprompter on this stage, this stage is very fair and real, and the poem I can memorize is Shu Ting's Oak Tree, which represents my view of love.

You may not have understood it, so you will be entangled in the question of whether my beauty and wisdom can coexist, and I really hope you can savor the connotation of this poem. ”

Bai Bingbing applauded Xia Qingqian!

"Qingqian, you are so good! Your answer is amazing! ”

The stunned reporters fell to Bai Bingbing and applauded.

It's fabulous!

There's something to write about this time!

Xia Qingqian slapped the boring reporter in the face and achieved the true body of the goddess.

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