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The corners of Gu Changqing's lips twitched, and he said lazily: "The questions are all wrong, and you can still get the answer, which is amazing."

Everyone at the scene stopped and looked at her.

She looked at the screen, put one hand in her pocket, picked up the microphone with the other, and said casually: "The above question is a test question given by Beihua University's doctoral students three years ago. I remember that it cannot be passed on."

After finishing speaking, she seemed to laugh mockingly: "I didn't even copy it correctly, and the last data is missing a decimal point."

The host was taken aback, "Since it can't be spread, how do you know it's wrong?"

Gu Changqing snorted belatedly, and explained very casually, "Because I wrote that question."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately winked at everyone.

"!!!"

"what??"

Everyone thought they had heard it wrong, but it was a level test question for Beihua University's doctoral students, and it was Gu Changqing who asked it?
In everyone's shock, the woman on the stage spoke slowly again, "But, An Ran's answer is still correct."

The ending sound is deliberately raised, showing the meaning of ridicule.

Ning Anran clenched her fists, how is it possible!

"This, this..." Although the host is used to seeing big winds and waves, he was still shocked by the woman in front of him.

Being able to become the editor of Beihua University, wouldn't that also have a place in the academic circle?
Then why can't I think about mixing in the entertainment industry?
He swallowed, and tried his best to speak calmly, "So..."

Before she finished speaking, Ning Anran's fans below questioned her loudly, "You said that this is not a rumor, how do we know if you are lying?"

Beihua University is one of the top universities in China, and the teachers there are basically experts and academicians in various fields.

She, Gu Changqing, still proposes someone?It's really bragging and not drafting.

Gu Changqing smiled with interest, took out his phone and pointed it at the camera.

"That's the right title."

She added: "If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself."

Unexpectedly, she really brought up the original question, and the person who questioned it just now didn't know how to speak.

If, as Gu Changqing said, the title of this question is wrong, then how did Ning Anran calculate the correct answer?
Was it already arranged?
Although she knew that press conferences were usually arranged in advance, Ning Anran deliberately made Gu Changqing look ugly, and then made a show of herself.

This is a good move.
For a moment, everyone looked at her with contempt.

"I" Ning Anran moved her lips and forced an explanation: "I just happened to do it right."

The audience below obviously didn't buy it, but Ning Anran's fans were so crazy that they immediately started scolding those people.

This matter quickly became a hot search, and it may be that the discussion was too much, and the management could not suppress it.

Compared to Ning Anran's hypocrisy, everyone wanted to know what kind of existence Gu Changqing was, and why she was everywhere.

The press conference ended hastily, and when Gu Changqing got off the stage, a middle-aged man came over.

He rubbed his hands with a smile, looking extremely wretched.

"Gu Changqing, right? I happen to be investing in a movie. Do you want to play the heroine?"

As he said that, he touched her thigh, and the people around him just ignored her, and they were no longer surprised.

Gu Changqing remembered him, he was there at the dinner last time, and his surname seemed to be Wang.

She glanced behind the man, and Ning Anran looked at her as if she was enjoying the show.

Gu Changqing slightly curled her lips, raised the end of her eyes, "Okay, let's talk in the lounge."

Ning Anran looked at the backs of the two of them, and left proudly.

She has already arranged for a reporter, and Gu Changqing will definitely be ruined by then.

As soon as he entered the room, the man threw himself on Gu Changqing, she turned slightly sideways, and the man fell directly onto the sofa.

He squinted and cursed angrily: "Why are you pretending to be reserved!"

"Mr. Wang, do you want to have some excitement?" Gu Changqing asked with blinking eyes.

"Yeah."

Gu Changqing chose a few sturdy hair ties from the table, walked over slowly, walked to Mr. Wang, leaned over and exhaled in his ear.

"You have to be good."

As she spoke, she tied his hands.

Mr. Wang didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and he was talking nonsense in his mouth.

Gu Changqing sat on the chair in front of him, and took out a necklace-like thing from his pocket, with a gourd-shaped pendant hanging from it.

"Clap!"

She threw out the pendant, and then placed it in front of Mr. Wang, shaking it slowly and regularly.

"Do you know where you are now?"

"In the rest room." Mr. Wang's consciousness began to become chaotic.

"Very well, let's see who is in front of you?" Gu Changqing's voice was low, with an intoxicating magic power.

"It's Gu Changqing."

Gu Changqing continued to shake the pendant, "Wrong, I am Ning Anran."

"An Ran?" Mr. Wang repeated, and then said, "You're not her, are you?"

Seeing that he hadn't been hypnotized yet, Gu Changqing slapped him across the face, "Who am I again?"

The man's eyes gradually blurred, and he followed him as if wandering: "You are Ning Anran..."

Gu Changqing stood up in satisfaction, and sensed movement outside the door, probably someone was eavesdropping.

Seeing that Mr. Wang has entered a state of isolation, Gu Changqing continued, "Follow me, Ning Anran, you won't be able to escape today."

"Ning Anran, you can't escape today."

"Speak up." Gu Changqing ordered, and Mr. Wang followed suit.

"Ning Anran, you can't escape today!"

"Go on, you seduced me."

"You seduced me!"

The entertainment reporters outside the door all looked at each other, what's going on?

A few of them were still broadcasting live, and they were specially arranged by Ning Anran, saying that everyone would watch them live.

There was an intense banging sound in the room, not like a fight, more like a .
Combined with the words just now, you can almost know what happened inside.
They reacted and wanted to turn off the live broadcast, but it was too late.

Netizens heard it clearly, and many of them recorded their screens directly.

[This is too exciting! ! 】

[So this is the entertainment industry? 】

【I didn't expect Ning Anran to be so promiscuous in private.】

Gu Changqing saw that Mr. Wang was about to fall asleep, so she jumped directly from the window, and deliberately left a piece of clothing that Ning Anran had just worn on the spot.

The people outside the door heard that there was no movement inside, so they all gathered in. There were too many people, and the door was accidentally knocked open.

Inside, Mr. Wang was lying on the sofa, the clothes on his upper body had disappeared, and there were still a few nail scratches on his back.

Seeing that the window was open, they ran over and looked down.

Ning Anran jumped out of the window and escaped?
What a shocking melon!
This year's performance king is booked!
Every Yuji's heart is going crazy.

The client, Ning Anran, is doing a spa at the moment, and she was still confused when she received a call from her manager, "You said I was...submerged? Who said that!"

"Everyone heard it!" The manager was going crazy, and now the public opinion on the Internet couldn't be suppressed at all.

What's more, Mr. Wang insisted that it was Ning Anran who seduced him, and even his wife was making a fuss on Weibo.

Now everyone is pointing their finger at Ning Anran.

"You avoid the limelight, don't show up yet." The manager instructed.

"I didn't say hello at all???" The only response to her was a beep, and Ning Anran was so angry that she directly threw the phone out.

Gu Changqing went straight back to the apartment wearing a mask. Not long after resting, the doorbell rang.

She walked over to open the door, and the person in front of her was actually Song Yao.

He was quite emaciated, and his cheeks were sunken.

"you"

Song Yao's expression was complicated, "Changqing, my grandma's life is hanging by a thread, can you?"

"can."