The reporter was asked, and the reporters on the side couldn't help but laugh.

It's a really brainless question.

But isn't that what entertainment journalism is all about?

A little wind will make waves, a little waves, and even more waves.

I don't know when it started on the Internet, and there are some posts of black admiration, saying that admiration has plastic surgery.

However, Muqing is not very popular after all, so it has not attracted much attention.

"Thank you so much to the angels in white who operated on me and took care of me. I had more than two dozen stitches in my head, but luckily it didn't hurt my face. "The topic of admiration is blocked.

The reporters on the side were also embarrassed to ask these gossip questions again.

"Muqing, do you have any work arrangements for the future?"

"Because we are currently in a gap period, of course I hope to be able to fill it up as soon as possible."

Xiao Hong looked at the admiration with the reporter, there was no need to worry about it, she raised her hand to look at the time, and ordered the assistant next to her, "It's okay." ”

The assistant immediately went to coordinate with the media reporters. The reporters who were blocking outside, only then made a way.

Mu Qing was escorted by two security guards and walked forward.

"Love, love!" A shout suddenly rang out in the distance.

Mu Qing saw fans standing outside a row of railings, holding homemade signs in their hands, which read: Admiration, can't help it.

"Admiration, can't help it! Love, love, we love you! Fans spontaneously shouted slogans.

Mu Qing immediately waved to the fans, "Thank you!" Thank you. ”

"Muqing, you are so beautiful!"

"Love! You are my eternal goddess! ”

"Muqing, come on duck!"

The reporter and fan meeting lasted for more than half an hour before Mu Qing left under Xiao Hong's arrangement.

Sitting in the car, looking at the unfamiliar environment outside the car window, Muqing's heart was still stirring, her palms were sweaty, and she was nervous in her heart.

Xiao Hong hasn't said anything, it seems that her performance today is still okay. Sure enough, human potential is limitless!

It's really a very different life, the life she yearns for.

Suddenly, Xiao Hong's mobile phone rang.

"Well, I see, thank you, Mr. Feng. Well, okay, goodbye. Xiao Hong put down her mobile phone and looked at Mu Qing, "The quota for the charity party has been won, and I will send someone to pick you up at five o'clock tomorrow night." ”

"Okay, thank you, Sister Hong." Thank you gratefully.

"Stop the car at the intersection in front, and you send Muqing back." Xiao Hong said to the driver.

The car stopped at the intersection, and Xiao Hong got out of the car, but instead of stopping the passing taxi, she stood on the side of the road and smoked a cigarette.

Mu Qing looked at Xiao Hong through the window, and felt a faint pain in her heart.

Xiao Hong is a poor character, I don't know, can I rewrite Xiao Hong's ending.

……

A Maybach pulls into a private estate in Rongcheng.

William, the housekeeper who is over half a hundred years old, wearing a brand-name suit, stood in front of the door respectfully to greet the guest who came to Rongfu.

Suddenly, a motorcycle drove into the estate with a roar and stopped side by side with this Maybach. The occupants of the car took off their helmets and raised their hands to knock on the window of the back seat.

The window fell, revealing a man's side face, handsome and deep.

Rong Ji stroked the broken hair in front of his forehead and whistled, "Fei Yanchen, it's really you!" ”

"Sanshao, the lord and the lady are also here." The butler reminded softly.