"She is indeed too complicated, and I am a bit unpredictable now." Long Xinxin's eyes never left the female host on the field.
In order to build momentum for the game, part of the operation team at the beginning showed the reporters a promotional video for the new expansion pack of Yuehua Legend. The entire promotional video was as long as one hour, and this time was just enough for Long Xinxin to play a good game.
Let me introduce the female host who is currently looking very glamorous on the stage.
"Three years ago, when we were still in the prime of our lives, I happened to run into her after get off work one day." Long Xinxin shook her head and smiled, "At that time, she was still a little girl who didn't understand anything. Woolen cloth."
Ever since, the life path of an ordinary host, from his debut to becoming famous, was presented to Xiao Lan and others along with Long Xinxin's narration.
"Miss Long, do you believe in the truth?"
The first time I noticed her was when she asked me this. I looked up at her. She was wearing a peaked cap, maybe with a short haircut or some fashion style, and the hair under the hat could not be seen. She
Her skin color is fair and her face is small. Perhaps because of this, she has a look of despair on her face. In such desperate eyes, a pair of dark, deep pupils are beating uneasily, with that kind of strong and ready to come out.
What gave me an unforgettable impression.
"Truth?" I asked.
"Yes, I mean, the real truth."
I met her right after I finished recording the video and walked out of the TV station. She introduced herself and said that she had met me at the alumni association meeting last year and asked me if I didn’t remember. To be honest, I didn’t remember at all. In my industry
, many times, similar things are unavoidable. At first, I was a little embarrassed, thinking that she was an old acquaintance of mine, or something like a schoolmate, so I dealt with her for a while, but I soon realized that this was not the case.
"The truth, yes." I thought for a moment and said, "Of course I believe it."
I don’t know why, but when she heard what I said, she became very excited, and tears suddenly flowed out of her eyes. She said, "I believe you will say that..."
The scene was a bit awkward. I looked back at the TV station and saw that my agent was still inside. I had encountered a similar situation before. The standard way to deal with it would be to shake hands or sign something with the other party, and then find an excuse to leave the scene amicably.
.However, since I had just made an appointment with my manager to take his car back to the radio station in the city, I had no choice but to continue greeting this fan before he came out from dealing with the producer.
I let her cry for a while, then took out the handkerchief and handed it to her.
She looked at me with a frightened expression, her outstretched hand hesitated in the air, and then took the handkerchief.
"I know that you are not like other celebrities. You are not that fake. I don't know what to say..." Her tone trembled violently, her hands wiping tears continued to tremble, and her breathing became harder and harder.
He came more and more urgently, "I'm sorry. I really didn't expect..."
She tried to take a deep breath and took a moment to calm herself down.
"I know it's wrong to be so excited," she said. "Oh my God, I'm so excited. I shouldn't be like this."
"It doesn't matter." I said.
She had apparently stopped crying, but had no intention of returning the handkerchief.
"I have a request, I hope it won't cause you any trouble. You know, I also write some things. I have some questions about writing and hosting that I hope I can ask you in person. I'm about to graduate from college, but now
I can’t contact a TV station either.” She said, “Can you give me your mobile phone number?”
"This," I hesitated, "maybe inconvenient."
"Please, this is really important to me."
"I can give you the phone numbers of the brokerage company and the broker, and you can contact me through them."
"I have contacted you many times through my agent, but every time I always get nothing."
"Is this really possible?"
"Please. You know, I have been standing here for more than three hours waiting for you. I am different from your other fans. They only care about your appearance, but I am a book fan who really understands you. I
What I want to ask you is a really serious question about writing. I promise that I won’t take up too much of your time, and I will definitely not cause you any trouble..."
In fact, the trouble has already been caused. But I still said hypocritically and politely: "The mobile phone is a personal phone, not to mention we don't know each other very well..."
Even though I was careful, I believe I still offended something inside her.
"How could we not be familiar with each other?" Although she still maintained a smile, she raised her voice and said, "You are hosting so well. I have known you, understood you, and been familiar with everything about you for more than half of my life.
It’s time…”
Just when she was about to continue talking, I saw my agent Xiao Shao walking out of the TV station. I glanced at Xiao Shao helplessly, as if I had fallen into a sea of embarrassment.
He looked like he was about to die. He looked back at me with pity. We understood each other and understood each other tacitly.
"Miss Long, it turns out you are here, causing me to look for you everywhere." Xiao Shao used an ignorant and innocent expression to forcefully interrupt our conversation and intervene. He asked loudly: "This lady is..."
"She's a big fan of mine," I said.
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you." Xiao Shao stretched out his hand and said, "I am Shao Zhongxing, Miss Long's agent. You can just call me Xiao Shao."
My fans looked at him resentfully, unwilling to shake hands or call him Xiao Shao.
"Excuse me, Miss, what can I do for you?" Xiao Shao just had the ability to put down his hand hanging in the air naturally, without any force or embarrassment.
No one answered, so I said: "This lady complained that she contacted me several times through you, but every time she got nothing."
"Oh? Then I have to check it out." Xiao Shao took out a small notepad and said pretendingly, "Can you tell me your name and contact information? I promise to give you a satisfactory answer as soon as I finish the check.
Reply." Now it's our turn to pry into the privacy of book fans. I believe that turning defense into offense will definitely bring great pleasure to Xiao Shao.
The fan didn't answer. She was very sensible and didn't believe Xiao Shao at all.
"Okay, if you want to contact Miss Long for anything in the future, you can just contact me directly." Xiao Shao took out his wallet, took out his business card, and forced it on the book lover. He patted his chest and promised: "The name on the business card is
You have my company and mobile phone number, you are welcome to call me at any time. I'm really sorry, Miss Long is really busy. We are in a hurry to catch up with the next trip, so we can't delay any more. I'm really sorry."
