Crazy criticism of the heroine as a god in the spirit world

Chapter 52 Don't be nervous
When I just walked out, I found that the outside was full of reporters, the crowd was moving, and the flashing lights were blinking.

I am a strange person, although sometimes I am a little reserved, and I don't like talking in front of people and expressing myself too much.

But the so-called big scene where others are nervous and afraid is not so nervous.

Perhaps this is the advantage of growing up in this weird yin and yang way.

After all, nervousness and fear may have been blocked from the nervous system since childhood.

Besides, today, I think that I am quite outstanding, let alone a man, even I myself have expressed my recognition of my beauty.

There were bursts of praise from the crowd.

Some old colleagues in the field also expressed their respect for me like this.

The old director, Mr. Peng and a group of colleagues all stood outside, giving me praise and encouragement.

Perhaps, it is rare to have such a "plastic material" as the image spokesperson of the crematorium.

The problem is, maybe any unit or institution needs an image spokesperson, only the crematorium...

But no matter what, I have one now anyway, and I can still get it.

As soon as they saw me coming out, everyone gave way one after another.

With bursts of cheers and applause from everyone, I was surrounded and walked to the front.

At the other end of the crowd, Fan Tiancheng stood there steadily, and he seemed to have changed into another suit.

Wearing a silver-gray dress and a dark gold bow tie, his glasses were replaced with thin gold-rimmed glasses with a pure gold lanyard.

Behind the glasses, those bewitching eyes stared at me coldly.

I raised my head and gave him a look of "labour and capital must not be afraid of you".

His lips twitched slightly, "Miss Hai is really a masterpiece in the world! No, no, no, the scope of the world is too small, this should be the best in the world."

Although it was a word of praise with a little bit of ridicule, it seemed out of place when he said it coldly with his thin lips.

"Are you complimenting or sarcastic!" I cast a glance at him.

He sneered and stroked lightly with one hand:
"please!"

Following the direction in which his hand was swinging, I looked up and saw that a Mercedes-Benz extended version of the black commercial vehicle was parked not far from me.

Even the ground leading to the commercial vehicle is covered with a red carpet.

This PR company is well hired, and these details have also been taken into consideration.

While I was preparing for the event, both sides of the red carpet were already filled with journalists from all walks of life.

Fan Tiancheng nodded slightly, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand very politely.

His fingers are slender and clear. If you don't look at this, but just look at this hand, you will think it may be a woman.

It's just that the bones are distinct, and the broad palm indicates that this is a man's hand.

I smiled slightly, and put my hand on his lightly.

Although those of us who grew up in this kind of place have no one to teach us these so-called public relations etiquette, we still watch a lot of TV!
Play it casually, at least it's okay to pretend!

With Fan Tiancheng's polite support, I finally got into the black business car.

The moment the door closed, I breathed a sigh of relief.

When I looked out from the car window, I saw Zhang Yi, Xiong Xin, and the old director of the factory were injecting me with a pair of gratified and somewhat proud eyes.

But the moment the car started, I felt a sense of uneasiness in my heart!

Am I the only one!

"Don't worry, Director Peng will be there too! The leaders of your funeral home will also be there!"

Fan Tiancheng immediately read what I meant from the gleam in my eyes.

I glanced at him, and immediately withdrew the trace of uneasiness. Does this person know how to read minds?

What am I thinking, does he know?
I squinted at him and said nothing!
As the car started, the evening wind gently caressed my face...

Suddenly, it felt like a lifetime away. During this period of time, I was welcoming a brand new me every day.

The world seems to be slowly opening up to me, and there will be more uncertainties in the future.

I secretly made up my mind that I must make myself stronger, otherwise no matter what job I have, it seems that there will be a certain degree of difficulty!

In the unusually quiet atmosphere in the car, the car finally arrived at the hotel.

In the resplendent hotel lobby, people from all walks of life were already waiting.

The reporters still occupied what they thought was the best position, shooting wildly at the person who just got out of the car.

I finally understand why the stars have to strictly demand their own body and posture.

This is a little inattentive, and I was caught with a wrong expression, so I don't want to send this image.

Especially for female stars, the control over their body and appearance has reached an extreme level.

Of course, I can't allow me to think about it so much at this time. Seeing this situation, I can only maintain an elegant and polite smile, and smile and signal to the people from all walks of life.

Facing the questions from the reporters, he could only laugh and show that talking less is the truth.

After leaving the lobby, the PR company staff stopped the reporters on the first floor and led Fan Tiancheng and me to the hotel banquet hall.

Along the way, I kept a certain distance from Fan Tiancheng, but even if there was a little distance, I had to narrow the distance in the small space in the elevator.

There were four or five security personnel and two female assistants standing in the elevator, and Fan Tiancheng and I were surrounded in the middle.

Suddenly there is a feeling of being a star, maybe the official start will be as soon as the elevator door opens.

I felt Fan Tiancheng's cold and handsome eyes sweeping down, I felt pressured by his height advantage, he should be 1.8 meters five!
Even though I wear high heels, I still seem to be a long way behind him. To see him, I have to look up.

Obviously, I don't want to look up to him...

Because of the proximity, I felt the chill around me become more serious.

"Miss Hai, you don't need to be nervous..."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from the top of his head.

"Am I nervous?" I snorted, feeling that Fan Tiancheng always wanted to laugh at me.

That face with conspiracies and tricks written on it also spoke in a strange tone.

He suddenly leaned close to my ear and said lightly:
"You look like today, the curator should have seen it!"

For a moment, I felt like someone was grabbing Xiao Chu, and I looked up at him in a daze.

(End of this chapter)