1731: C1731 A Crafty Reporter

C1731 A Crafty Reporter

Going around and back to the question.

Huo Niannian's expression finally changed slightly. She frowned slightly impatiently. However, she still calmly answered his question. "I have already said that the video was edited. The truth is not so."

"So you mean to say that Wen Yao and Miss are lying?"

Huo Niannian nodded without hesitation and her voice was clear and melodious, "Yes!"

The reporter who asked this question immediately let the cameraman point the camera at Wen Yao and capture the obvious anger and excitement on Wen Yao's face.

The reporter was delighted in his heart and hurriedly interviewed Wen Yao, "Wen Yao, Miss, do you have anything to say?"

Wen Yao raised her head to look at the camera and her eyes suddenly turned red. A full teardrop fell from her eyes, "Those who clear will clear themselves, and those who turn turbid will turn turbid. I believe that justice is in the hearts of the people!"

After saying that, she gave Huo Niannian a meaningful look.

Wonderful.

Huo Niannian sneered in her heart. Sure enough, he was an actor. His acting was really not bad.

Without a doubt, the reporters present were also confused by Wen Yao. They immediately launched a series of attacks at Huo Niannian.

"Huo Niannian Miss, do you think you should apologize to Jenny Miss?"

Huo Niannian was straightforward, "Yes."

"Why don't you feel that your actions are wrong? "

"Because what you see are all fake."

"Isn't that you in the video?"

Huo Niannian frowned slightly. "It's me."

"Are the videos and scenes real?"

"Yes."

"Then is it true that you and Miss are fighting for the same dress? "

"Yes." Huo Niannian's face had already turned cold.

"Did you say you could afford that sentence?"

After a moment of silence, Huo Niannian suddenly sneered and then nodded and said, "I said it."

"Then why did you say it was all fake again?"

Huo Niannian was about to be angered to death by this reporter. She kept asking this question over and over again.

She had already said that the video had been edited. The truth was not like this. Could it be that they did not understand what she said?

Wen Yao sat at the side. Her lowered eyes contained a crazy smile.

"The camera is real, you are real, and what you said is also real. Why do you still contradict yourself and say that what we know is all fake?"

The Flashlight made cracking sounds, and the white light kept stimulating her eyes. She even felt that tears would flow out in the next second.

But she rarely blinked. She opened her sour eyes and looked straight at the black cameras without retreating at all.

The repeated questions echoed in her ears, and no one gave her a chance to speak.1

All the questions could only be answered with yes or no answer, and finally, she entered a dead end.

Her hands slowly clenched into fists in her sleeves.

Suddenly, Gu Tingshen stretched out his hand and separated her tightly clenched fingers.

Gu Tingshen looked over. A reporter urged the cameraman to move forward a little. However, for some reason, when he saw the cold pair of eyes staring straight at him from the camera, the cameraman shrank back.

Gu Tingshen retracted his gaze and swept his gaze across the entire venue.

The densely packed people, cameras, and microphones were all noisy. They stretched their necks and kept moving forward in the flashing white light.

He and Niannian were like two pieces of fragrant Tang Monk meat, while they were a group of fierce beasts.

They wanted to rush forward and eat this piece of meat.

These people did not have any heart and would only use any means possible to ask for the answer they wanted.

In the name of justice, what they did was more vicious than anyone else.

"Please answer our questions. Why did Huo Niannian and Miss keep silent about this question?"

"If what you said is true, then why didn't the manager of the clothing store come out to correct your name?

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