Chapter 123: Qi Yuan pushes people in the live broadcast
Chapter 123 Qi Yuan recommends people during the live broadcast
It is not easy for Luo Wenchang, a stiff-spoken old man, to say thank you.
But everyone present knew that this thank you was deserved.
This place is so remote that it took an hour for the ambulance to arrive. If it hadn't been for Qi Yuan's first aid, something might have happened to Luo Wenchang.
Qi Yuan just lowered his head and said nothing.
Luo Wenchang's relatives are abroad, and several old people discussed staying here for two days until Luo Wenchang is completely out of danger.
Li Hongjun then asked: "Little apprentice, you actually know medical skills, how come you carry a silver needle with you?"
Qi Yuan froze: "I have learned a little bit... wearing silver needles is just a habit."
Li Hongjun luckily said: "This is such a good habit of yours. It saved my old friend's life. I'll wait here until Lao Luo is completely out of danger before going back. You have nothing urgent to do anyway, so just hang out here for a few days."
Qi Yuan shook his head and said, "No, I'll go back first."
Li Hongjun said regretfully: "Finally you are willing to come out for a walk, but it turns out that you came here specially to save Luo Wenchang."
Qi Yuan became even stiffer, with pain hidden deep in his pupils.
She came here specifically to save Luo Wenchang.
Li Hongjun saw that Qi Yuan was not in a high mood and did not force him to stay. He only asked Qi Yuan to be careful on the road.
Qi Yuan fled back to the old city as if running away.
She used her teacher to get close to Luo Wenchang.
Qi Yuan's whole figure seemed to be trapped in some kind of dark whirlpool, struggling in pain.
She just said she should stay away from everyone.
Those she cares about, those who are good to her, will not get close to them.
A person like her has no heart, and she will not hesitate to use or hurt someone for revenge.
Li Hongjun returned to Shui Mo Pavilion on the third day and said that Luo Wenchang had brought her a thank-you gift.
Qi Yuan did not dare to go to the Shui Mo Pavilion again.
She is like an evil ghost in the darkness, hiding in her own body and constantly torturing herself mentally.
In this way, the second round of the semi-finals of the Chinese Painting Exhibition ushered in.
The second round of the competition was held at the Cultural Center because of the large number of people.
There is also a TV station to broadcast live.
Many participants were dressed very grandly.
Some wear formal clothes, some wear Chinese style. Everyone hopes to be the most eye-catching one today, whether it is dressing up or painting.
Qi Yuan was wearing an inconspicuous black dress, and her skin was as white as snow.
She seems to be out of tune with everyone. Although she is beautiful, she is too lonely and people will not get close to talk to her.
The phone was vibrating, Qi Yuan took out his phone and took a look.
Someone sent a message on WeChat.
It was Lu Ling who had returned to the Lu family in Kyoto on urgent matters.
Lu Ling sent a voice message: "Qi Yuan, I'm watching the live broadcast of the Chinese Painting Exhibition. If you paint well, your family will support you. Of course, it doesn't matter even if you don't paint well. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
When Lu Ling said this, he completely regarded himself as his elder brother and regarded himself as a member of the family.
After Qi Yuan listened, his eyes did not waver, and he put away his mobile phone expressionlessly.
After what happened to Luo Wenchang, Qi Yuan became even colder.
Don't let anyone get close to her.
She doesn't deserve it.
Perhaps because Qi Yuan's cold temperament was too unique, the reporter held up a camera and interviewed Qi Yuan.
"Hello, contestant, I see you are very calm. Are you confident about today's rematch? Which school are you from?"
Qi Yuan turned around, frowned slightly, and replied: "Huayi College."
She doesn't like to be interviewed.
When Qi Yuan turned around, the reporter looked at Qi Yuan's face and was a little dazed for a moment, almost forgetting what he asked before.
This face is so good-looking that it seems to be a bit divorced from reality. A pair of loving eyes seem to be filled with mist, with a kind of heart-wrenching fragility for no reason, but the whole person has a kind of noble and deserted look.
Obviously very contradictory temperaments, but they are well integrated in this person, making him unique and beautiful.
There was only a crescent-shaped scar on her face, like a scar, and the pink skin looked like a child had drawn a mark on her face with a paintbrush as a prank.
It didn't affect her beauty.
The reporter was stunned for a while before he came to his senses and said with a smile: "It turns out he is a top student at Huayi College. No wonder he is so confident."
Qi Yuan did not answer the call.
The reporter was a little embarrassed.
At this time, a figure in a golden dress squeezed over.
Qi Yanran faced the camera with a smile and said: "I am also a student of Huayi."
After saying that, seeing that the reporter did not ask her, Qi Yanran looked at Qi Yuan and said: "Sister, why are you here alone? Come and join us. We are all acquaintances. It's fun to talk together before the game starts.
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Qi Yanran is still the same as before, with all the decorations on her body trying to express her nobility.
It's just a pity that the face powder was applied too thickly and it looked fake.
As she spoke, she reached out to take Qi Yuan's arm, wanting to show her deep sisterly affection and show her face in the live broadcast of the TV station, so as to prepare for finding a way to pick Qi Yuan back later.
Even if the two of them have broken up, so what.
Qi Yanran believed that even though the cameras were there, Qi Yuan would not have an attack in public as long as he was not a fool.
However, Qi Yanran still doesn't understand Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan reached out and pushed Qi Yanran away. Qi Yanran, who was wearing high heels, lost her balance and fell to the ground. Her ankle was twisted and painful.
She looked at Qi Yuan in disbelief.
This is a live broadcast!
Qi Yanran suddenly said to the camera with an aggrieved expression: "I don't blame my sister, it was my own fault."
The reporter initially frowned, but as soon as he started interviewing, he encountered the contestants who were having a private feud and seemed to be sisters.
The reporter hesitated whether he should interview someone else.
But now that we are live broadcasting, we have already encountered this kind of thing, so it is not easy to change people rashly.
In the live broadcast screen.
Many people have already criticized the barrage.
"The contestants this year are so wild! Before the competition even started, they were already recommending people in public."
"Do you think the other party is a competitor and want to injure them in advance and then successfully advance?"
"How come today's young people are so utilitarian?"
Occasionally, a weak barrage appeared, "Do you think that girl pushing people is really good-looking?"
"What's the use of looking good? I don't have a good heart, and I don't have high emotional intelligence when doing things in public, but I do look good..."
"You people, do you have three views?"
Qi Yuan could not see the curses in the live broadcast.
After Qi Yuan pushed the person, she looked indifferent and said in a delicate voice: "It's really not my fault, it's your fault that you like it too much and carelessly. After all, you approached me carelessly last time and left a mark on my face carelessly.
Got a scar."
The scars on Qi Yanran's face were covered by foundation, but the shallow scars on Qi Yuan's face were not covered at all.
After hearing Qi Yuan's words, the reporter frowned and looked at Qi Yuan's face.
The audience watching the live broadcast also looked at Qi Yuan's face.
It turns out that the scar was caused by this crying girl.
This hatred of disfigurement, such a huge hatred, it seems that pushing her is not too much...
