Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

The silence of the venue lasted only a few seconds. As soon as Mo Bajue sat down, the reporters immediately jumped up as if awakened, and the camera flashes kept blinking. At the same time, the host announced the end of the press conference and asked questions freely. time begins.

NICK finally let go of his mind, and he knew from everyone's reaction that Mo Bajue has successfully won widespread attention in terms of appearance and momentum, and his impression in the hearts of the media has increased, which is definitely a dream for newcomers good thing.Thinking of this, my heart jumped up, and my mouth couldn't help grinning.

As long as the next ten minutes of interviews can go on smoothly, then you can strike while the iron is hot and fully prepare for the follow-up development.

Just as he was thinking about a bright future, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

NICK woke up suddenly, looked sideways, and the host was pointing to the position between Bajue and An Ran speechlessly, "Come up soon?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." NICK patted his face and hurriedly followed, only to realize his embarrassment when he was seated.

On the left is An Dashen, who is dressed in a silver windbreaker, and on the right is Mo Bajue, who shocked the audience just now. After Bajue entered the arena, An Ran's gaze never moved away from Bajue's body. At this time, he was blocking his sight, and his face was frighteningly gloomy.

But no matter what, since they sat down like this, there was no possibility of changing them, not to mention, there was no time left.

The free visit has officially started.

Shen Cheng, who was beside An Ran, glanced at Nick, who was fidgeting. The corner of his mouth curved into a slight smile, and he nodded slightly to the reporters in the audience, "If you have any questions, please ask them directly."

The reporters had been drooling like wild dogs waiting for the password. When they heard the words, it was as if the rope around their necks were released instantly. They immediately raised their arms excitedly to grab the opportunity to ask questions. Various questions exploded like a cannonball.

There were too many media present, so Shen Cheng had no choice but to tell the host to sort them according to the size of the media. The time was limited, and the reporter who asked the question first didn't have time to be long-winded. "Who is this gentleman? Which company does he belong to?"

"I still have to ask this kind of question. It seems that I have been too low-key recently." NICK took the microphone with a smile, "Then let me take this opportunity to introduce, this is one of the newcomers that NPC is promoting this year, Mo Bajue, I hope you will take care of me in the future.”

The next reporter immediately stood up, "May I ask what is your relationship with An Ran? Is it true as the media said?"

"..." Mo Bajue pursed his lips, raised his hand lightly, and lightly brushed his fingers over the microphone, lowering his eyelids so that people could not see his eyes clearly, only his low and charming voice was heard , said calmly to everyone, "We are friends."

Even knowing that this is the most common and best-used rhetoric in the entertainment circle, An Ran couldn't help but clenched his fingers on the table violently, and within a moment, he put his clenched fist on the table avoiding people's eyes and ears Next, the expression still has nothing to do with me, but the expression in the eyes is more condensed.

"What kind of friends are they? Feeding each other and having sex late at night doesn't seem to be something ordinary friends would do."

Although it was only two days since I arrived in N City, it seemed that it had been a long time since those things came out of their mouths, and Mo Bajue was slightly taken aback.

The reporter immediately struck while the iron was hot, and asked pointedly, "Before the scandal, there was no information about you, and as soon as this incident was exposed, you were impatient to appear in front of the public, and most of the public thought it was hype. Suspicion of ... blahblahblah ... what do you think of this?"

Mo Bajue raised his eyebrows slightly, until the end of the question, he showed a dazed expression, "...so those words you said before were just foreshadowing?"

"..." The black line of the reporter said, "Please answer my question directly."

An Ran suddenly wanted to laugh, pinching his fingers and guessing, this guy will definitely ask in vain next time: Did I always answer back before?

However, he guessed wrong, since he and NICK came to this field together, he couldn't help but want to speak some words.

Mo Bajue glanced at the reporter indifferently, "I just heard that you guys have a lot of questions to ask me, that's why I showed up. It turns out that I'm being too sentimental."

"...I didn't mean that." The reporter choked, "Please answer my previous question!"

Mo Bajue frowned, "You asked a lot of questions, which one are you referring to?"

The reporter gritted his teeth, "You and An Ran..."

"Oh." Mo Bajue made a gesture of understanding, and he walked around NICK to see An Ran without hesitation, "I just think it's not hygienic to eat with my hands."

……

An Dashen, who tilted the back of his chair and swayed leisurely, almost fell, turned his head suddenly and glared, "You..."

You eat with your hands!Except your dad, your whole family eats with their hands!

Mo Bajue glanced at him, turned his head lightly, his deep black pupils showed seriousness, "It's just me feeding him, not each other... With his mood at that time, if he wanted to feed him, he could only feed me poison."

The reporter was foaming at the mouth and collapsed to the ground, An Ran was grinding his teeth rattling.

One cannon fodder fell, thousands of fighters stood up, and a new media representative was called out immediately, "How did An Ran and Mr. Mo Bajue meet?"

An Ran still only cared about the anger in his heart, and fried that damned idiot in the ground with oil, fire, and explosives hundreds of times.

……

Shen Cheng's forehead cramped, and Chen Lin silently put away his amiable smile, and replaced it with a respected and desperate face. He looked at the chandelier, and sincerely prayed that it would fall down immediately and stun the group of people, so that he could explain what happened just now. All I heard was hallucinations.

When the reporter saw some clues, he immediately cheered up and continued to work harder, "There are rumors that the person who injured you was Mr. Mo, and you reported the case and detained him. Is this true?"

Before An Ran could speak, NICK, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly took the microphone, and smiled gently, "This matter, speaking of it, is really a stranger."

...there is an inside story?

The reporters were stunned for a moment. They were a little confused, but they still listened patiently.

"Mr. Mo originally had nothing to do with the film crew. It just so happened that his hometown is near the filming location. When Director Chen and the others were filming, Mr. Mo had already signed a rookie contract with NPC, but he hadn't made his debut yet. "

... signed before?

Except for NICK himself, everyone else was at a loss.

"What's even more coincidental is that on that day, the same supporting actor belonging to the NPC company in the crew was temporarily unable to act, so after communication between the two parties, they decided to contact Mr. Mo to replace that role."

Chen Lin turned his head in a daze, looked at the young man's mouth and said blah blah blah, full of words he couldn't understand, "As the most important role of the villain, his first scene is the confrontation with An Ran, two people Because there was no prior communication, and Mr. Mo lacked acting experience, that's why he accidentally used force and injured An Ran."

The villain... the most important... character?You won't talk about the arms dealer, will you?No wonder the kid said he had a stomachache and refused to come today.

"You also know that although our god An is not very good-tempered..." Speaking of this, not only him, but even the reporters in the audience would smile and nod, "But he is the most dedicated actor, and he will never give up unless it is absolutely necessary. For him to be willing to use a substitute, such an injury can be regarded as a glorious medal."

An Ran looked down numbly at his right hand which had been replaced with a light splint, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Is this thing glorious?

"So An Ran didn't hold grudges against Mr. Mo because of it. The detention was just an oolong caused by nearby villagers calling the police after seeing someone injured. The next day, An Ran specifically asked the crew to pick him up, and at the same time, Mr. Mo took the initiative to pick him up. I left the job of taking care of An Ran..."

In the end, NICK spread his hands helplessly, "It ended up being photographed."

Chen Lin looked at him speechlessly.

Although I've heard that the managers are eloquent, it's the first time I've seen such a liar without blinking an eye. With that reassuring face, it's really shocking.

The reporters gave up on this topic, and asked random miscellaneous questions in frustration, and some of them saw that there was nothing good to tell, and they had already started to pack their things.

The interview was coming to an end, and a reporter seemed to have done an in-depth investigation, and asked Ba Jue, "Recently, someone photoshopped a photo of you at the airport, and the effect was amazing, so many people regarded you as the lover of their dreams. How do you position yourself as an unknown person?"

"..." Mo Bajue seemed a little tired. He couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and asked hoarsely, "Are you sure they aren't talking about the poor in their dreams? I was wearing the suit that my dad wore when he was young."

……

A gust of cold wind blew through the audience, and the reporters silently recorded how strict the NPC was on the newcomers who hadn't made their debut.

"So, for such a complicated and competitive circle, do you feel that you are special?"

Mo Bajue said lightly, "No."

"So to be able to be the number one among so many artists waiting to debut, don't you feel that you are better than others?"

"Do you count less than others?"

"...You say it and forget it."

NICK saw that the time was about the same, and smiled, "If there are no other questions, let's stop here today, thank you very much."

The reporters sighed, their shoulders slumped in frustration.

In the end, they still didn't find any material, which was enough to make them hold their breath for a long time. Before, they thought that the master and the newcomer could always catch a capital letter, but they still miscalculated.

Nick looked at the dejected expressions of everyone packing up and planning to leave, and suddenly blinked at Mo Bajue, then cleared his throat into the microphone, "Ahem, actually, there is another very important thing to announce today."

The reporters paused, and immediately jumped up, staring at NICK with their eyes shining.

Important things... Is An Ran going to announce her true sexual orientation?Or did the NPC finally decide to merge with A&M?

NICK smiled authentically, "Mo Bajue will not only play an important role in the runaway, but will also take over the talk show "Hey! Realstar!" from A&M Headquarters starting next week, co-hosting it with popular newcomer Xiao Xiaowai."