Generally speaking, at the main creative press conference of a movie, all the highlights from the movie are played on the screen.

But now——

On the high-definition dome screen, the wedding photos of her and Jiang Rongqing taken on Love Island were flashing one by one.

The photos have been carefully edited and each one is beautiful.

Jiang Rongqing was tall and handsome, with his arms around her slender waist.

The two of them faced the camera, she had a sweet smile on her lips, and although his face was stern, the gentleness and tenderness overflowing from his deep eyes could not be hidden.

"What's going on?"

Her high heels were too high, so she was helped into the venue by Xiaoli.

Seeing her stunned expression, Xiaoli snickered and lowered her voice and said, "Sister Yan, calm down, the interview is about to begin."

After looking around for a moment, there was no figure of Jiang Rongqing in the hall, only the crew, the host, several famous directors and film critics.

These people had already taken their seats on the stage, looking at her with half-smiling faces.

Her face was slightly warm, and she vaguely knew what was about to happen, but since no one mentioned anything about her and Jiang Rongqing, she could only smile coquettishly, and walked onto the stage with her skirt in hand.

After greeting everyone with a smile as if nothing had happened, she endured her pounding heart and sat down in her seat.

"Yunyan."

As the male protagonist, Ji Nansheng's position is right next to her.

He called out hoarsely, and Song Yunyan smiled politely at him.

"You and Rong Qing, you-"

Ji Nansheng spoke awkwardly, but he was only halfway through when Song Yunyan interrupted with a smile: "Yes, we have reconciled."

As if to completely dispel his thoughts, she added, "From now on, I should follow him and call you cousin."

This was originally a playful joke, but Ji Nansheng couldn't laugh at all.

The wedding photos of the two people on the screen are so dazzling.

He secretly clenched his fists.

Soon, the interview officially began.

The wedding photos on the screen were finally replaced with film and television clips.

The reporters' questions were all reviewed by her in advance.

She was originally well prepared, but now the weird atmosphere and the wedding photos made her uneasy and she answered the wrong questions several times.

It elicited a round of good-natured laughter.

Song Yunyan pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled awkwardly. She secretly thought that it was all Jiang Rongqing's fault!

All her stupid looks must have been photographed, and she would settle the score with him later.

"Miss Song is so funny."

After answering another question incorrectly, the reporter smiled and made up for her, and then said: "Now, we have one last question left."

"you say."

Song Yunyan tried her best to look serious and said with a forced smile.

"I'm asking this question on behalf of Mr. Jiang Rongqingjiang."

The reporter dropped a big bomb.

Song Yunyan's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Countless flashlights were all aimed at her in an instant.

The reporter smiled and asked word for word: "Mr. Jiang asked me to do it for you. I would like to ask you solemnly whether you are willing to be his Mrs. Jiang?"

"..."

Song Yunyan lost her voice for a moment.

Soon, a roar sounded in my ears:

"Answer quickly!"

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

Song Yunyan's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and she couldn't speak a word.

Suddenly, a piece of sensational music played, and all the reporters in the audience suddenly fell silent.

As if there was telepathy, Song Yunyan turned around subconsciously.

really.

She took a breath and saw the man in a suit and leather shoes, holding a bouquet of bright red roses in his hand, walking steadily towards her from the backstage with his long legs.

Swallowing nervously twice, she could only hear her own increasingly rapid heartbeat.

"Jiang Rongqing, you, what are you doing?"

The man came to her, and she instinctively wanted to stand up, but he pressed her shoulders, and her whole body was firmly nailed to her seat.

"Sit still."

When she heard the man's order, her whole body became weak and she no longer had the strength to stand up.

Then, like in a dream, she saw the man bending his long legs, kneeling down on one knee to her in front of everyone, taking out a velvet box from the center of the bouquet, popping it open, and holding it in front of her.

Her whole body was sluggish.

The reporters who were the best in the audience were also moved by this scene and paused for a moment, and then they remembered to raise their cameras and shoot them wildly.

"Ms. Song, can you answer the reporter's question just now?"

There was a smile on Jiang Rongqing's lips. Even if she proposed marriage in public, she still looked arrogant.

Song Yunyan burst into tears, her voice choked with sobs, but she choked him with sobs: "I won't answer reporters' questions, I will only answer yours."

Tsk.

The man had no choice but to raise his eyebrows slightly, then he had no choice but to put aside the last of his arrogance and asked sincerely: "Well, I, Jiang Rongqing, am here to solemnly propose to Miss Song. Do you agree to my promise? Hmm?"

As he said that, his big hand with clear joints raised the ring in front of her again.

As if he expected that the audience would soon burst into commotion again, after Jiang Rongqing finished speaking, he raised a finger to his lips, turned his head and made a "shh" gesture to the audience.

This scene was accurately recorded by countless lenses.

"Do you agree? Miss Song."

He half-smiled, and asked again in the silence of the whole place.

Song Yunyan's throat was sore due to choking. He opened his mouth, but could not utter a single word.

Finally, she pursed her lips and nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes.

For a moment, the audience burst into applause.

Jiang Rongqing also smiled, took her slender right hand, took out the ring, and slowly put it on her ring finger.

A slightly cool feeling stuck to the skin of his fingers, but Song Yunyan's heart was boiling hot.

After the proposal was successful, Jiang Rongqing stood up, refused all interviews, picked up the little girl and left the press conference hall from the backstage.

After they left, the whole place was in an uproar.

Completely ignoring these voices, Jiang Rongqing strode to pull her to a deserted corner. Without any explanation, he held her small chin and kissed her.

"Well--"

Song Yunyan let out a low cry, and struggled subconsciously at first, but was soon overcome by his skillful skills. The fist on his shoulder softened into a palm, and then she couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck.

When she was about to suffocate, the kiss finally ended.

After taking a deep breath to calm down for a moment, Song Yunyan looked down at the ring on her hand, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang, you are so exaggerated today."

Such a high-profile proposal is really unlike him.

but……

It's also really romantic.

Seeing the smile that couldn't be hidden on the little woman's lips, Jiang Rongqing also sneered, deliberately teasing her: "Yeah, otherwise, how can we build momentum for the movie?"

"What?"

Song Yunyan's eyes widened and she looked up at him, her heart suddenly "thumping".

"Stupid or not, do you really believe it?"

Jiang Rongqing was so funny that he stretched out his hand and knocked her on the head, saying carefully: "How much box office can be worth this to me, huh?"

"snort."

Knowing that he had been tricked, Song Yunyan let out a proud voice.

Fidgeting with the dark white diamond-free ring on her hand, she frowned and asked curiously: "What kind of ring is this? It looks like rusty plain silver. Compared with the big pink diamond, it is too shabby.
Chapter completed!