An Ning slipped out of the studio, clutching her chest and panting.

scared to death, just a few reporters, the microphone and camera were almost on people's faces, and the questions asked were sharper and sharper, Chi Mo still looked calm, how long does it take to practice this temperament.

Sure enough, it's a monster.

"Tranquility?"

A familiar voice came from behind him, and An Ning turned around and saw Bai Yu who had just come in from the entrance of the studio with a camera.

"White reporter." An Ning's eyes lit up, "Why are you here?" ”

"I should ask you that." Bai Yu smiled gently, and held the press card on his chest in one hand, "I told you last time, I am a reporter from a TV station, you didn't listen to it." ”

Glancing over the press card on his chest, An Ning came back to his senses, uh, it seems that he introduced himself like this before, and he really forgot.

"Remember, I just didn't remember it for a while." An Ning scratched her head to hide her embarrassment, "I came with the chef to record the show, and now the chef is being interviewed inside, and I will come out." ”

Hearing this, Bai Yu glanced at the inside of the studio behind her, and sure enough, she saw Chi Mo's silhouette, surrounded by three or five female reporters.

Bai Yu blinked, his expression a little cunning

"I just saw you running out in a hurry, do you think that our reporters' interviews are like tigers pounced on food? Scared? ”

An Ning stuck out her tongue, "It's true." ”

"Haha," Bai Yu laughed, and then lowered his voice again, "That's because there are many singles in our industry, especially because there are many female reporters in our station, and the yin is prosperous and the yang is declining. ”

An Ning was slightly stunned, and after looking back, she suddenly realized, and patted her head, "I said, what interview with one person is not enough, why are there so many female reporters, when I just recorded the show, I saw them touching up their makeup offstage, and I was still thinking about whether they should also be in the mirror." ”

"Don't stand here, there's a place to sit over there, I'll give you coffee."

Bai Yu pointed to the small café next to the studio, and asked An Ning to sit down very warmly.

An Ning didn't shirk it, anyway, this interview ghost knows when it will end, if he is really stupid and doesn't pull a few feet to stand at this door, it is estimated that this leg is useless, so he happily followed Bai Yu to drink coffee.

"An Ning, have you always been called by that name?"

Bai Yu looked at An Ning's face, and there seemed to be inquiry in his eyes.

"Huh?" An Ning was slightly stunned, "Why do you ask this?" ”

"I have a friend who I met when I was a kid and always felt a little like you, but she doesn't have that name."

"Friends?"

An Ning looked at Bai Yu, "What's your friend's name?" ”

"It's my classmate in elementary school," Bai Yu smiled calmly, "But then I transferred to another school, and I never saw her again, her name is An Qing." ”

An Ning's expression froze, and his gaze staring at Bai Yu became deeper and deeper.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yu touched his face, a little cramped.

An Ning suddenly bounced up, pointed to his nose and said happily,

"You're chubby!"

This voice can be called loud, there are not many people in the café at the moment, but they are all attracted by this loud 'little fat', and cast strange glances at their table, and after seeing Bai Yu's 'little fat himself', they can't help but let out mixed laughter.

Indeed, Bai Yu, as a famous fresh meat reporter on the TV station, has a standard height of 1.83 meters, and the dream male god of many girls on the TV station can't touch the fat at all, but at the moment he is being pointed at his nose and called Xiaopang!

It's incredible!