For several days, there was no wave.

Gu Chaoyan felt incredibly calm.

With her understanding of Gu Qianyao, this is not like her style.

Someone in the background shouted: "Gu Chaoyan, it's your next one." ”

"Right away."

Gu Chaoyan responded, and finally added a layer of lipstick, and took a sip gently.

Turn around and go on stage.

She danced a folk dance, dressed in a snow-colored dance dress, wearing a silver Chu'er on her bare feet, dancing to the beat, and the silver Chu'er also vibrated with it.

Offstage, Lu Jinyan crossed Erlang's legs and watched the performance on stage, feeling very good.

Finally, it's the last day.

He thought about it, took out his mobile phone and took a short dance video and sent it to Gu Beiting.

The third brother must be happy to see it.

Not to mention, Gu Chaoyan danced quite like that.

The crowd was noisy.

For a while, Lu Jinyan's ears were filled with all kinds of sounds, whispering voices, and the clicking sound of the camera......

A dazzling white light shot over, causing Gu Chaoyan to shake his eyes defenselessly, and he missed a few beats.

She calmed down, and her afterglow swept off the stage.

I vaguely guessed something in my heart.

When the dance was over, the host hurried onto the stage without even waiting for the music to finish, and gave her a look to get off the stage quickly.

"Next, let's welcome the drama brought to us by the 2nd class of the table - thunderstorm."

The curtain that should have been pulled down was not closed as scheduled, the lights turned on in an instant, and a photo was suddenly projected on the big screen behind it.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Gu Chaoyan saw the photo, and the corner of his mouth smiled sarcastically.

She's really good at picking the time.

The familiar recording was also released, echoing through the auditorium.

The host's face turned white, and when he saw Gu Chaoyan standing still, he roared: "Go down!" ”

It's just, it's late.

The reporters in the audience have already swarmed up, one by one carrying long guns and short cannons to shoot at her.

"You're the person in the photos and audio, do you have any explanation for that?"

"The man in the photo is Han Jianfei Han of Daxing Real Estate, he was married 20 years ago and has a fifteen-year-old daughter, and recently began to get involved in the film and television industry, is the relationship between you and him the unspoken rules that have always existed in the entertainment industry?"

"You're still a film school student, and you're already well versed in the unspoken rules, does that confirm that your school has always had this tradition?"

“……”

A series of questions bombed Gu Chaoyan's ears like a bomb.

The host stood in front of her: "Fellow journalists, today is the day of the 50th anniversary of our school, I hope you can focus on the school itself, as for this matter, we will definitely give you a reasonable explanation later." ”

"If things are fake, why can't a reasonable explanation be made now? Is your school trying to cover up the truth? ”

"It has always been your school's teaching philosophy to be people-oriented, and now there are unspoken rules and incidents among students, which violates this concept, shouldn't it be explained?"

“……”

Without waiting for the host's reaction, one question after another followed.

Cold sweat broke out on the host's forehead, and he was too busy to take care of himself.

The faces of the leaders of the rostrum in the front row were also more and more ugly.

The school specially invited a large number of reporters for today's 50th anniversary, but this kind of thing happened, and if it is spread, it will have an unpredictable impact on the entire school and future enrollment.

Two reporters climbed up from the side of the stage, and the microphone and camera were facing Gu Chaoyan.

"Could you please explain that?"