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Chapter 27 Covering the Past

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    Xia Yuan nodded, took out the ballpoint pen sandwiched in the notebook, and started the interview.

    Ms. Wang first turned her back and asked, "Do you like Wang Jingshu's performance?"

    ??

    Then Xia Yuan did not let the topic continue, flipped through his notebook, and said, "Then let's start from the beginning?"

    "Why don't you turn it upside down?" Ms. Wang leaned back slightly and raised the corners of her mouth, "Do you know that Wang Jingshu is a master at teasing?"

    Xia Yuan in the audience raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why don't we save some energy, there are more important things than teasing me. Besides, your habit of referring to yourself in the third person is quite difficult to adapt to."

    Xia Yuan took up the conversation and asked, "What books do you usually read?"

    Ms. Wang waved her hand and said, "Wang Jingshu doesn't need to study. Wang Jingshu lives in vibration and is essentially supersensible."

    Xia Yuan stretched out a hand to signal to stop and said: "Let's put aside the super-sense for now. What is the vibration you are talking about?"

    Ms. Wang said: "How should I use vulgar language to describe vibration to you?"

    Xia Yuan suppressed his smile a little, but remained polite and said, "I don't know. Can you try to describe it?"

    ¡°I¡¯m an artist, I don¡¯t need to explain all my feelings!¡±

    ¡°Then I will write [She makes a living by vibrating but doesn¡¯t know why].¡±

    Ms. Wang frowned: "Wang Jingshu is starting to dislike this interview. Wang Jingshu feels your hostility."

    Xia Yuan chuckled: "So this is vibration?"

    Ms. Wang leaned forward, staring at Xia Yuan, and said, "It's over. Let's talk about my mother's boyfriend abusing me."

    "No, I just want to know what vibration is"

    Ms. Wang sighed heavily, rolled her eyes, thought for a while, and said, "This is my radar to detect the world."

    Xia Yuan wrote something in his notebook and continued to ask without raising his head: "Radar, what does it mean?"

    Ms. Wang raised her hands to her chest, made a "cross" gesture, and said: "You are a very annoying person. Listen to me, our interview started badly. Wang Jingshu attaches great importance to this interview with your magazine."  , your magazine has many readers, but you are biased against me. Why not let Wang Jingshu talk about her fianc¨¦? They do it 11 times a day. The fianc¨¦ is a very good conceptual artist. He uses colored paper to paste up basketballs. He is a genius.  idea¡­¡­"

    Xia Yuan interrupted: "Ms. Wang, first of all, what you said is meaningless. Secondly, what I hear now is all nonsense that cannot be published. If you think you can fool me, say something [I am  If you don't have to explain [artist], you're wrong. Our magazine has a group of strict and educated readers who don't want to be fooled, and I work for this group of people."

    Xia Yuan looked straight at Ms. Wang.

    Ms. Wang stood up and said angrily: "Then why don't you let me talk about my rugged, painful and indispensable journey as an artist!"

    She no longer uses the third person pronoun.

    Xia Yuan's expression was speechless: "Who is indispensable to whom? AlasMs. Wang, what on earth is vibration?"

    Ms. Wang looked at Xia Yuan blankly and shed tears first: "I don't know what vibration is, I don't know!"

    Xia Yuan clicked on his notebook with a pen and said impatiently: "You don't know?"

    "I don't know! Maybe it's just a symbol of nonsense."

    "that's right."

    Ms. Wang cried even harder: "I want to talk to your leader let her change to a reporter with better skills."

    Xia Yuan sneered: "A suggestion, I hope you can talk to my leader for a longer time. She is older, and you are too stupid to heal. Please make her happy more."

    Hearing this, Han Jue, who was sitting aside, finally couldn't help laughing.

    He witnessed with his own eyes a mean reporter exposing a mysterious artist.

    From the beginning when the artist showed great aura to the end when he was embarrassed, Han Jue even felt that this process was an artistic performance.

    Han Jue¡¯s smile instantly attracted the attention of the two ladies. Those in the audience stared at Han Jue expressionlessly, while those on the stage glared at Han Jue fiercely.

    Han Jue held his bag and nodded to them.The price of the tattoo is within Han Jue's affordable range. Although he won't be able to eat well for a while, he will just go and eat.

    Han Jue showed his arms to the tattoo artist.

    The tattoo artist looked at the scars and didn't mean anything. He started working as usual, looking very professional.

    Han Jue looked at the scars that were different in color from those around them, and he actually liked the slight pain.

    I like this kind of behavior that requires pain to achieve beauty.

    The tattoo took about 2 hours. After it was finished, the branches on the scar looked quite three-dimensional.  Han Jue was very satisfied and said he would contact her next time he wanted a tattoo.

    When Han Jue came out after listening to the tattoo artist¡¯s warnings about precautions, the sun was about to go down.

    Han Jue planned to go home and eat noodles with good prices and large portions nearby.  Covering those scars also seemed to cover something in Han Jue's heart. Han Jue became easier to walk.

    At dusk, the sun, which had been boiling for a day, finally matured, became red and round, and shone on the clouds and Han Jue.

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    On the other side of the Magic City, Guan Yi was waiting in the office for Han Jue to send a message to inform him about the audition situation. He had been waiting for almost a day. Because he couldn't wait any longer, he took the initiative to call Han Jue, who happened to be getting a tattoo.  I heard the silent cell phone in my bag.

    Guan Yi took the phone away from his ear.

    Guan Yi held the phone and frowned, thinking about it.

    ¡¾eliminated?  Or advanced?  ¡¿

    Guan Yi thought for a while, then stood up, quickly packed his things, left the office and started the car.

    The direction the car was heading was exactly the direction to Han Jue's home.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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