Chapter 162: Large-scale Face Slapping Scene (1)

Qin Yin smiled: "What about now?" Agreed? ”

"Disagree."

Lan Hibiscus deliberately angered him, and then forcibly broke free of his hand, put it back in his pocket, and walked forward at a faster pace.

Qin Yin froze in place, looking at the empty palm, the empty feeling in his heart came up again, as if he had been stripped by something, a touch of loss floated on his face, and he chased after him with a wicked smile again.

"Sooner or later, you'll agree."

He said it categorically, confidently and domineeringly.

As everyone knows, Lan Hibiscus is also in turmoil at this moment, she admits that sooner or later she will be planted in the hands of this man, and she will completely fall into the hands of herself.

The fingers of her right hand in her pocket couldn't help but rub it, as if there was still a man's residual warmth on it, which made her heart ripple and even a little greedy.

She had to suspect that maybe it was really as the man said, they had known each other in their previous lives, and they were a very loving couple.

This life is also destined to be together.

……

The scene of the press conference.

At this time, the reporter was interviewing Yang Qianbei, the smile on Yang Qianbei's face was confident and calm, and her voice was very loud:

"Everyone should know that I like to play the piano myself, and it is my dream to create my own piano music since I was a child, and I have poured a lot of effort into this piece, so I naturally don't want to be plagiarized and slandered, I hope this matter can be solved as soon as possible......

"So, Miss Yang Qianbei, where did you get the inspiration for this song? After all, this is a time of peace, there are no terrible zombies, and there is no so-called apocalypse, or is this song you composed actually has nothing to do with the end of the world? ”

Yang Qianbei had already guessed that someone would ask this question, she smiled more and more sweetly and harmlessly, without any heart, and made a very cute pouting expression:

"Hmm~~ Speaking of inspiration, I don't know if you have ever played a very popular online game Doomsday Battlefield? Actually, I was inspired by this game. ”

"Can you tell us a little bit about this song? After all, this piece is very popular now, and even the International Piano Association has its eyes on this piece, which is called a rare divine comedy in thousands of years. ”

Yang Qianbei said with a smile: "When I played the game of Doomsday Battlefield, one thing that touched me deeply was...... I think that the last days are not only about despair, but also about stimulating people's potential in bloody killings, so that they can see hope and better welcome the light.

So when I wrote this song, I often imagined that I was a very powerful psychic master, bravely holding my own weapon and standing in the zombie horde to fight hard, and there was only one thought left in my heart, that is, to live! ”

Rong Yu just walked in, and when he heard these words, he almost didn't laugh out loud, after all, these words were said by his mother before, and now he was being copied by Yang Qianbei, which was really funny.

Yang Qianbei's fans were enthusiastic, and shouted excitedly: "Come on, Beibei, we believe in you!" You are the best! ”

Rong Yu's fans saw that their idols finally appeared, and everyone's restless hearts finally calmed down, and someone took the lead in shouting:

"Come on idol, lotus paste bag will always believe in you and support you!"

And the reporters frantically swarmed up like chicken blood, and one sharp question after another was thrown out frequently.

"Rong Chao, is LJ not coming? She plagiarized Yang Qianbei, did you know about it early on, so you would protect her like this? ”