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"Readers would like to ask Ms. Xia Houyi, a modern female romantic writer, how did you create the unique image of the president, and why is it so different from your previous novels?"
Xia Houyi pursed her lips, pinched the corner of her clothes again, took a few deep breaths, and still hid in the direction of Duan Mubin, the domineering president, as if he could bring her a sense of security.
Sure enough, Duan Mubin first bowed to the various media, and then offered to help answer the questions.
"Miss Xia Houyi actually wrote a whole play aimed at me, and at the same time invited me to be the leading actor. First of all, I am very grateful"
"Mr. Duanmubin, we want to hear Miss Xia Houyi answer in person."
"Woo hoo!"
Xia Houyi's sudden cry made all the reporters in the audience silent, followed by a more intense questioning session.
"May I ask Miss Xiahouyi, there are rumors that you are suffering from moderate depression. Is it true?"
"The male leads described in the previous books are all scumbags, and the plot is very down-to-earth, as if the scenes are right in front of you. Miss Xia Houyi, is this your real experience?"
The focus of all eyes seems to be collected on Xia Houyi, a modern female writer of romance, which caused great dissatisfaction among other writers and actors, including Yuchi Luming and Dong Qiong'er.
"My lord, I haven't boarded the boat yet, I just got ready on the shore, so I'm so eye-catching, can I still get on the bed?"
"Boat. Dong Qiong'er, is it because you always foolishly can't distinguish the front nasal from the back nasal? If you don't practice solid basic skills of lines every morning and evening, I won't look for you in the next play."
"My lord, Qiong'er knows her mistake, I hope there is nothing wrong with it."
Dong Qiong'er looked around again, but she didn't seem to see the notebook at all. It is a bridge connecting contemporary writers to the world, but some people use it to plagiarize, while others use it to copy.
"Little master, you don't write books on the bed, on the boat, on the boat?"
"Which writer do you see brought a computer?"
"But my lord, the writer's reality show is not for readers to show how famous writers can describe the world of thousands of things by brain imagination without leaving the house or contacting people, but you"
"In a materialistic world, you can win in one fell swoop if you don't play the cards according to the routine. You don't have to play tricks to get away with it. You just learn."
"Yes! My lord. It's just that sometimes I'm really angry. Let's take the ugly girl just now. If she treated you like that, I would have turned on her and scolded her."
"Dong Qiong'er, that's why you can't become a low-key writer. You don't argue with anyone, and you are truly full of heart."
Before Yuchi Luming finished speaking, the reporter seemed to be unable to get a reply from Xia Houyi for a long time, and finally transferred to Yuchi Luming.
"Miss Yuchi Luming, you hired 30 bodyguards at the airport, but no readers pick you up at all. Are you playing big cards?"
"That's not the little master, it's me, it's me, it's me."
Although Dong Qiong'er tried her best, sang the theme song of Gongdou Opera, and was always ready to shoot at Yuchi Luming, the media was always more interested in the writer's private life than the actor.
Dong Qiong'er kept in mind Yuchi Luming's teachings and did not argue with anyone, but unexpectedly, Yuchi Luming wanted the volcano to erupt.
"Dong Qiong'er, the needle, are you ready?"
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