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"She's really too complicated, and I can't figure it out right now." Long Xinxin never took his eyes off the hostess on the stage.

In order to create momentum for the game, part of the operation team at the beginning first showed the promotional video of the new expansion film of Legend of Yuehua to the reporters. Introduce the hostess who is currently looking very glamorous on the stage.

"Three years ago, when we were still in full swing, one day when I got off work, I happened to meet her." Long Xinxin shook her head and smiled, "At that time, she was still a little girl who didn't understand anything. Woolen cloth."

Ever since, the life path of an ordinary host, from his debut to the big hit, was presented in front of Xiao Lan and others along with Long Xinxin's narration.

"Miss Long, do you believe in the truth?"

I first noticed her when she asked me this.I looked up at her.She's wearing a peaked cap, probably with a cropped haircut or some kind of fashion, so the hair under the cap isn't visible.Her complexion is fairly fair, and her face is small, maybe because of this, she has a desperate look on her face. In those desperate eyes, a pair of dark, deep pupils are beating uneasily. What made an unforgettable impression on me.

"Truth?" I asked.

"Yes, I mean, the real truth."

Just after filming, I met her when I came out of the TV station.She introduced herself that she met me at the alumni meeting last year and asked me if I didn't remember.Honestly, I don't remember it at all.In my industry, many times, things like this are unavoidable.At first I was a little embarrassed, thinking she was an old acquaintance like my schoolmates, and dealt with her for a while, but I soon realized that this was not the case.

"Truth, yes." I thought for a moment and said, "Of course I do."

I don't know why, hearing me say this, she became very excited, and tears flowed from her eyes all at once.She said: "I just believe that you will say that..."

The scene was a bit embarrassing, I looked back at the TV station, and my agent was still inside.When I encountered a similar situation before, the standard way to deal with it would be to shake hands or sign something with the other party, and then find a reason to leave the scene kindly.However, since I had just made an appointment with my agent to take his car back to the radio station in the city, I had no choice but to continue to greet this fan before he finished dealing with the producer and walked out.

I let her cry for a while, then took out my handkerchief and handed it to her.

She looked at me with a startled expression, hesitated in the air with her outstretched hand, and took the handkerchief.

"I just knew that you are not like those other celebrities, you are not that fake, I don't know how to say..." Her tone trembled violently, her hand wiping her tears trembled constantly, and her breathing became more and more serious. More and more urgently, "I'm sorry. I really didn't expect..."

She tried to take a deep breath, and it took a moment to calm herself down.

"I know it's wrong to be so excited," she said. "God, I'm so excited. I shouldn't be."

"It doesn't matter." I said.

She had apparently stopped crying, but she made no attempt to return the handkerchief.

"I have a request, I hope it won't bother you. You know, I also write some things, and I have some questions about writing and hosting that I hope I can ask you in person. I'm about to graduate from college, but until now Can't reach a TV station either." She said, "Can you give me your cell phone number?"

"This," I hesitated, "may not be very convenient."

"Please, this is really, really important to me."

"I can give you the phone number of the brokerage company and the broker, and you can contact me through them."

"I have contacted you many times through my agent, but every time I always get nowhere."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Please. Do you know that I have been standing here for more than three hours waiting for you. I am different from your other fans, they only care about your appearance, but I am a book fan who really understands you. I What I want to ask you is about writing, really serious questions. I promise, I won't take up too much of your time, and I will definitely not cause you trouble..."

In fact the trouble has already been caused.But I still said hypocritically and politely: "The mobile phone is a personal phone, not to mention that we don't know each other very well..."

Despite my precautions, I believe I offended something in her.

"How could we not be familiar?" Although she still maintained her smile, she raised her voice and said, "You host so well, I know you, know you, and know everything about you for more than half of my life. It's time..."

Just when she was about to continue talking, I saw my manager Xiao Shao came out of the TV station.I looked at Xiao Shao helplessly, as if I fell into a sea of ​​embarrassment and was about to die.He looked back at me pityingly.We understand each other, tacit understanding.

"Miss Long, it turns out that you are here, causing me to look for you everywhere." With an ignorant and innocent expression, Xiao Shao forcibly interrupted our conversation and intervened.He asked loudly: "This lady is..."

"She's a big fan of mine," I said.

"Nice to meet, nice to meet." Xiao Shao stretched out his hand and said, "I'm Shao Zhongxing, Miss Long's manager. You can just call me Xiao Shao."

My fans looked at him resentfully, unwilling to shake hands, and unwilling to call him Xiao Shao.

"May I ask what's the matter for this lady?" Xiao Shao just had the ability to put down his hand hanging in the air naturally, without any reluctance or embarrassment.

No one answered, so I said: "The lady complained that she contacted me through you several times, but every time she got nowhere."

"Oh? Then I have to look it up." Xiao Shao took out a small notepad and said pretendingly, "Can you tell me your name and contact information? I promise to give you a satisfactory one as soon as I finish the search." Reply." Now it's our turn to pry into the privacy of book fans, and I believe turning defense into offense must bring great pleasure to Xiao Shao.

The fans didn't answer.She is very sensible and doesn't trust Xiao Shao at all.

"That's good. If you want to contact Ms. Long in the future, you can go to me directly." Xiao Shao took out his wallet, took out his business card, and forced it to the book fan. He patted his chest and promised, "The name on the business card I have my company and mobile number, welcome to contact me at any time. I am really sorry, Ms. Long is really busy, we are in a hurry to catch up with the next schedule, there is no way to delay, I am really sorry."