In the next second, Liang Xinyi felt a strong arm supporting her, and as soon as she raised her head, she met Meng Feibai's smiling gaze.

In an instant, she felt her heart skip a half-beat.

"Are you alright?"

It wasn't until Meng Feibai's warm voice reached her ears that she suddenly woke up.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Liang Xinyi hurriedly let go of the hands that were subconsciously grabbing Meng Feibai's arms, and tried to straighten up while bowing her head and apologizing, but as a result, she was affected by the injury in her lower back, and suddenly let out a low cry.

She thought that the surrounding environment was so noisy that no one would hear it, but she didn't expect to hear Meng Feibai's voice again.

"Does it hurt? Do you want me to ask the staff to call you a ride to the hospital? ”

"Oh, no, no."

Liang Xinyi looked up at Meng Feibai, who was close at hand, took two steps back with a red face, and escaped from the encirclement of her peers in embarrassment.

"Okay, everybody, get out of the way."

Han Shuyan shouted loudly while throwing a hurried look at Meng Feibai, Meng Feibai nodded, nodded politely to the reporters next to him, and walked towards the office where the press conference was held.

It wasn't until everyone left with Meng Feibai in their arms that Liang Xinyi, whose face was still crimson, limped to the office while holding the camera and grinning her teeth.

When she pushed open the door of the press conference and squeezed into the middle of her peers, Han Shuyan was standing beside Meng Feibai and maintaining order with the staff.

It wasn't until five minutes later that the scene fell silent.

Han Shuyan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and motioned for the reporters in the audience to start speaking.

Suddenly, countless hands were raised in the air.

......

"Alright, it's almost time, that's all for today's press conference."

Half an hour later, Han Shuyan said a little tiredly, but the reporters in the audience were obviously unwilling to end there, in the half hour just now, they asked Meng Feibai many questions, and Meng Feibai also answered them patiently, but when he finished answering the questions, the reporters looked down and thought about it, and found that his answers were all marginal, and did not dig out any substantive news, which made them dissatisfied and adjusted their views on Meng Feibai.

Although he is a newcomer, his tactfulness in the face of reporters is on par with the old artists who have been in the entertainment industry for many years.

As a result, reporters who did not dig up the news spoke up to express their dissatisfaction and hoped to extend it for a longer time.

Seeing this, Han Shuyan couldn't help but look at Meng Feibai, and after seeing that he was still in good condition and nodded slightly to himself, Han Shuyan clapped his hands and said loudly:

"Then give you time for two more questions."

The reporters in the audience raised their hands enthusiastically again when they heard this. The smiling Meng Feibai glanced at the reporters in the audience, and was silently screening in his heart.

Before the press conference began, Han Shuyan gave him a list for him to remember, the reporters on this list are all media with good connections with Guohua Entertainment, and other media don't care during the press conference, these reporters must give them the opportunity to ask questions, and they will not ask tricky questions, but the two sides can negotiate mutually beneficial issues, and after the press conference, the press release they go back to write will also be more beneficial to Meng Feibai and Guohua.

In the question session just now, Meng Feibai had given all the media on the list the opportunity to ask questions, so now he chose a reporter at random.

"Hello Meng Feibai, I'm a reporter from Southern Media."

A middle-aged man with glasses and a kind expression got up and said to Meng Feibai with a smile.

Meng Feibai nodded when he heard this, and he didn't notice that Han Shuyan, who was not far from him, suddenly changed his face after the middle-aged man got up.

Negligence, he should have been given another list of media outlets who should not have given him a chance to ask questions anyway.

You must know that there are many media who have a good relationship with Guohua's family, and once they are given the opportunity, they will definitely ask some very tricky questions to embarrass people.

For example, this southern media, although this middle-aged Obasang looks very kind, Han Shuyan is willing to bet that his question is definitely very aggressive.

Sure enough, in Han Shuyan's worried gaze, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, his eyes became sharper, he looked directly at Meng Feibai with a smile on his face, and asked in a sharp tone:

"What do you think about the title song of your first album called "The Last Battle", which has been widely discussed after its release, with some people saying that this song about war will have a bad impact on many minors, and some critics who think that this song may not win all the awards this year because of the theme of war, what do you think about this?"

With the voice of the middle-aged man, in the office that was still a little noisy just now, a sudden quiet needle drop could be heard.

Including the staff who maintained order, everyone turned their eyes to Meng Feibai, who had entered the room with a pale face, to see how he could answer this rather sharp question.

Han Shuyan glanced at the many shots in the audience, and then at the silent Meng Feibai, and couldn't help but let out a wail in his heart.

This question is too tricky, Meng Feibai must answer it directly, and he can't mix it up as smoothly as before, otherwise it will be misinterpreted by people with intentions as ill-intentioned, which will cause some very troublesome things, but wanting to answer this question head-on and perfectly is a test of people's eagerness, and eagerness is what a newcomer like Meng Feibai lacks the most.

Facing the silent Meng Feibai, many reporters in the audience couldn't help but show excited smiles on their faces, as long as Meng Feibai's answer was a little flawed, they would add fuel and vinegar to write a breaking article out of context after they went back, and tomorrow, Meng Feibai would appear on the front page of various entertainment news.

That's big news!

Many reporters exchanged glances with each other, and they all saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

And the one with a sad face, in addition to Han Shuyan and the staff, there is another one, that is, Liang Xinyi, who was squeezed to the back of everyone and had a disparate face because of low back pain.

I want my little idol to be popular, but not in this way!

While holding her waist, she looked at Meng Feibai on the stage with anticipation, hoping that he could answer this question perfectly.

So in front of everyone, Meng Feibai, who didn't have much time to think, picked up the microphone, nodded to the middle-aged man, and then said:

"Everyone knows that I am an original singer, and in the process of my creation, I gradually realized a truth, that is, it is the fate of the expressor to be misunderstood, and for the same song, a thousand people have a thousand understandings, and I understand this very well."

At this point he paused, and spoke again:

"At the same time, I also believe in one thing, that is, human nature, no matter what kind of environment you are in, human nature is good, everyone will unconsciously get close to the warm sun, away from the cold abyss, so I am not worried about the bad impact of this song at all, but since you asked this question, then I will take this opportunity to express my original intention of writing this song."

"This song was written during the terrorist attacks in Kyoto last year, it was the first time I saw war, and I felt its cruelty for the first time, I saw the casualties of innocent civilians, and I also saw the sacrifice of those guardians of our peaceful life, so I wrote this song, hoping to make everyone realize the cruelty of war and cherish the hard-won peace now."

Meng Feibai looked around the audience, and under the gaze of everyone, he slowly showed a smile.

"As for what you said about missing all the awards, in my heart, if this song can evoke people's resistance to war and yearning for a better life, then this is the best award given to me."

In the huge office, everyone was stunned, only Meng Feibai's smiling voice kept echoing.