Aijiaren Magazine is the top fashion magazine in China, and it is an international high-end women's fashion magazine that lights up the hearts of women around the world.

It is the first of the three major magazines in the mainland.

"Editor-in-chief Ai Jia hopes to sign a contract with us in advance for the December cover issue."

In the studio, the makeup artist was touching up Jiang Fanxing's makeup, and Song Zheng stood aside and said.

"December?" Jiang Fanxing was slightly surprised, because she knew what the December issue of Aijiaren represented.

Usually only artists with both strength and topics are eligible to be published in the December issue.

Because December is the anniversary of the Aijia people.

It is of great significance, and it also represents the weather vane of the coming year.

Last year's December issue was the fifth time to win the International Best Model of the Year award.

"Well, what do you think?"

If it was before, Song Zheng would definitely nod and agree without hesitation.

But now that Jiang Fanxing is pregnant, this matter ...... She couldn't make up her mind.

Jiang Fanxing thought for a while and shook his head, "Forget it, I should be nursing the baby at home in December." ”

Song Zheng smiled, without the slightest surprise.

"Okay, then I'll refuse."

"Okay, I'm sorry for the trouble."

"You're welcome." Song Zheng turned around and left, walked two steps and came back, and told him uneasily, "Wait for the interview, can you ...... You can go around a little! ”

Jiang Fanxing glanced at her and laughed, "Don't worry, I have a number." ”

No, it's just too numerous, I'm not at ease!

……

In fact, the interview script was obtained in advance, and how to answer every question Song Zheng has been told again and again, what can be the accident?

Step-by-step and ambiguous.

However, the Aijia people had to take an unusual path.

At the end of the interview, Aijiaren's editor put down the interview script in his hand and quietly pressed the voice recorder prepared in advance.

"Fanxing, can you tell us about the recent scandal?"

Jiang Fanxing raised his eyebrows, "For example?" ”

The editor choked up for a moment, and continued with a pretended composure, "Recently, there have been rumors on the Internet that a murder case is suspected. Is it true? ”

Jiang Fanxing sneered, "If it's true, they will say that I am capable of everything, and I can still get away with killing people." If it's fake, they'll say that I'm recruiting a black physique, and it's all thanks to the gold owner behind me that I have today, right? ”

Edit, "......"

"Anyway, no matter what I say, they're hacking me." Jiang Fanxing tugged at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were as cold as ice, "No, it should be said that the black set me." Let me guess, where did I mess with it? ”

The editor's face turned pale, "I, I don't know what I'm talking about!" I just followed the interview outline to ask the question! Haven't you read all these questions in advance! ”

"I've heard of the Yin-Yang script, but I didn't expect there to be a Yin-Yang interview script? Little girl, just graduated from college, right? Think the top domestic magazine would do such a stupid thing? ”

"What?"

"Come, please, and set me up again. It's not the style of the Aijia people! So, I'm sure, it's a private act. Don't you be afraid, I'll talk about it and lose my job? Jiang Fanxing pressed forward step by step.

The editor's face was so ugly that he couldn't find an adjective to describe it.

"I ......"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was happening for a moment.

I saw Jiang Fanxing with a very bad expression and took out a voice recorder from under the interview editor.

I gasped.

In Lenovo's interview, the editor's behavior just now probably understood.