He Jinxia felt a sudden jolt in her heart and turned to look towards the door. Even though the door was tightly squeezed by the crowd, she could still make out the tall, handso figure of the man, his distinct features radiating a "keep out" aura.
"Make way, everyone, make way, clear a passage for Emperor Sheng to co in!" a staff mber shouted, and the stars stepped back a few steps, making Sheng Yan’s figure even clearer.
He Jinxia’s lips curved into a sweet smile.
—Welco back from Arica, Sheng Yan.
Just about to disappear from the doorway, Sheng Yan seed to have a telepathic mont, turned his head to look inside, and caught sight of He Jinxia.
He quickly retracted his gaze, but not before a faint smile also ford on his lips.
—I’m back.
Having gotten used to living in the air and with only his parents in Huaxia, returning to his country was rely a change of workplace for him.
However, now seeing that person, his heart felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
So this is what it feels like to have soone you like waiting for you.
Ti swiftly passed and soon it was ti for the afternoon press conference.
"World" was set to premiere on November 1st. Holding a press conference now was to stir up more hype and to show their determination to win the box office crown.
The journalists were all arranged in advance, and their questions were carefully designed to let the public learn more about "World" and pique their curiosity.
Just when the press conference was about to conclude smoothly, suddenly, a journalist stood up and said, "I’d like to ask He Jinxia a question."
The atmosphere hesitated for a mont, Director Li’s brows imperceptibly furrowed, and Sheng Yan pondered for a while, picked up the microphone to answer, but at that mont, He Jinxia’s voice ca through.
"Hello, go ahead and ask."
Journalist: "Netizens are worried about your participation in Director Li’s film. They think your acting is not up to par. What do you think about this?"
He Jinxia laughed lightly and countered, "My role in the film crew is quite minimal; why can so newcors without any works participate in Director Li’s film, but I cannot?"
The journalist seed caught off guard by He Jinxia’s retort, paused for a mont, then sharply asked, "Are you saying the netizens are wrong?"
He Jinxia shook her head, "No, deep love breeds stern criticism, I know they all an well."
The journalist was puzzled again.
The press conference was being broadcast live, with many fans gathered together, supporting their stars energetically in the chat. Among them, Sheng Yan’s fans were the most fervent—
When the Imperial Army appears, no one dares to compete with their brilliance.
The Tikeepers watched the entire event in silence, their own not talking much. They didn’t dare to participate too actively in the chat, considering He Jinxia also had the nickna "Fat Emperor," but under the shadow of Sheng Yan’s "Emperor Sheng," it just wasn’t enough, fearing that praising the Fat Emperor might upset the fans of Emperor Sheng.
Because of this, so senior fans had even complained in the fan group earlier:
[I knew we should’ve nicknad Jinxia ’Pang Hu’ from the start.]
[Pang Hu, perfect score!]
[Pang Hu 10000!]
[Hahaha, Pang Hu, you should go do your howork.]
While the fan group was enjoying their jovial banter, suddenly, a fan posted: [Quick, check out the live stream, a journalist seems to be picking on the Fat Emperor!]
As soon as this ssage appeared, the Tikeepers watching the live stream imdiately refocused on the broadcast, and those who hadn’t been watching the live stream hurried into the chat room.
As soon as they entered, they saw a reporter disputing He Jinxia, questioning the legitimacy of what netizens had said.
He Jinxia’s response did not disappoint her fans, smoothly diverting from the topic.
The Tikeepers could no longer hold back and started bombarding the reporter’s screen:
[Sweet son, my Fat Emperor is calling you to co ho for dinner early. Why learn to play with word traps at such a young age, do you think Pang Hu has the IQ of a three-year-old?]
[Go hubby, smash him!]
[I’m asking you, what else do you want to nitpick!]
[Uh, wait a second, what’s the deal with Pang Hu?]
[Seems like an unidentified creature has joined the chaos.]
[Pang Hu says: I’m going to beat you so hard you’ll be looking for your teeth and calling daddy!]
...The screen was already filled with a barrage of comnts, and the reporters at the site had co to their senses, beginning to ask sharp questions, "He Jinxia, what is your box office estimate for ’World’?"
He Jinxia lowered her gaze, avoiding the sharp edge and smiled warmly, "You’ll have to ask Director Li about that."
Before the reporters could follow-up, Director Li quickly steered the topic, chucking the taphorical brick: "Good question, Sheng Yan, you answer this."
Sheng Yan caught the brick, and without changing his expression, said, "It all depends on the quality of the movie, the more the rrier."
So, what actually is the estimate, you still haven’t said anything specific!!
The screen tily displayed a flurry of mocking laughter, "hahaha", "hehehe" don’t be too obvious~
After Sheng Yan finished speaking, Director Li had already stood up, "That’s all for today’s press conference, please make sure you go see ’World’ on November 1st, ’World’ won’t disappoint you."
Applause erupted, the reporters began to leave one by one, while so were discreetly taken to the reception room.
As soon as the press conference was over, He Jinxia hurried out of the venue without even having ti to greet Director Li, rushing toward the Imperial City No.1 Panshan Gymnasium.
She had an appointnt with Yang Xingxin for rehearsals today.
Yang Xingxin’s concert was set for early November; it was originally set for October, but considering He Jinxia’s busy schedule in recent days, it was postponed to November, giving a bit more room ti-wise.
This news was gathered by Luo You, and whether it was true or false could not be discerned; however, He Jinxia felt that the late scheduling of the concert by Yang Xingxin had sothing to do with her own factors.
Since she had already agreed to join Yang Xingxin, she would take the guest appearance at the concert seriously and now was the ti to double her efforts.
In the car, while He Jinxia was resting with her eyes closed, Luo You was on the phone, asking who the reporter was that had grilled He Jinxia at the press conference.
After a conversation, Luo You hung up the phone and said, "I found out, that reporter was from New A Daily, an established entertainnt dia in the circle. Surprisingly, they’re not playing by the rules nowadays, mimicking others with their sleazy tricks to trap celebrities."
He Jinxia opened her eyes, "Have I offended New A Daily?"
Luo You shook his head, "No, New A Daily rarely releases news about you, they have a large fan flow, to get them to publish news, you have to pay.
He Jinxia frowned slightly, "That reporter..."
Luo You scoffed, "People die for money just as birds die for food, it’s obvious soone paid him off."
He Jinxia’s mind flashed, "Could it be Deng Zhaoyan?"
Luo You’s expression beca serious, "Possibly, but this was Director Li’s press conference, Deng Zhaoyan has already offended Director Li once, it’s unlikely they have the guts to offend him a second ti."
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