My singer girlfriend is super fierce

In fact, Ye Zhiqiu is indeed inexperienced.

At the award ceremony, except for the cooperative media that were allowed to enter, most reporters could not enter.

Of course, these reporters could not just go back, and all of them waited outside the venue.

After the award ceremony, the stars came out, and whoever won the award or was nominated was the focus of the interview.

Many stars were also happy to be interviewed, a good opportunity to increase exposure, who doesn't like it.

If you want to judge who has the biggest gain in the China New Song Award tonight, maybe different people have different opinions, such as Xiao Jie who proved himself, Yu Caiwei who won the title overnight, etc.

But if you say who has the most news value tonight in the eyes of reporters, it is definitely Ye Zhiqiu!

The grudge game is so exciting!

Today's stars and singers are very careful in their words and deeds, for fear that their opponents will catch them and blacken them.

On the surface, they are harmonious, but it feels like each character is printed out of a mold, and something is missing.

And Ye Zhiqiu's madness is like a mudslide pouring into clear water.

Talented and arrogant, reporters love this kind of singer.

Ye Zhiqiu was squeezed almost out of shape, but in panic he still covered his nostrils with his hands very experiencedly.

"I have diarrhea!! I need to go to the toilet!!!"

Ye Zhiqiu yelled at the top of his voice, trying to make a final struggle.

"Don't believe him! He's a liar!"

The voice that just shouted "block it" came again, and Ye Zhiqiu twisted his body to look at the source of the sound.

It was a greasy man wearing a plaid shirt and slightly bald. I seem to have seen him in front of Huahai Entertainment Building?

Damn! No wonder he is so experienced!

I remember you! Ye Zhiqiu's face turned green.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think of senior Huang Xishan's behavior tonight?!"

"Do you think Huang Xishan's behavior was intentional?!"

"Mr. Ye, what does your hand-wiping action imply from time to time?! Do you think you have gone too far!?"

"Mr. Ye, do you feel sorry for only winning one award tonight?!"

"Mr. Ye, can you tell me about your relationship with the new queen Yu Caiwei?!"

After waiting for more than four hours, the reporters, who had been like hungry wolves, rushed to ask questions. Various sounds "buzzed" around his ears at close range, making Ye Zhiqiu's head ache.

Outside the reporters' periphery, colleagues from the Huahai Entertainment team who heard the noise looked anxious and could not squeeze in.

Finding that he could not escape, Ye Zhiqiu was desperate and had to take out his trump card and roared to the sky.

"Five questions!!!"

"Stop pushing! Otherwise I won't answer any of them!!"

This trick really worked. The reporters who were running wild gradually stopped and made a circle with Ye Zhiqiu as the center.

But the vigilance on his face did not fade. He was still staring at him. Obviously he was experienced.

"Ask." Ye Zhiqiu sighed and said weakly.

"Swish!" A recording pen turned into a residual image and stretched out in front of him. Ye Zhiqiu subconsciously took a half step back in horror.

Looking up, it was the bald reporter in the plaid shirt.

The bald man asked the question he had prepared long ago, "Are you and Yu Caiwei in a relationship?"

Everyone's eyes lit up. Good question, straight to the point!

Ye Zhiqiu answered decisively: "No!"

Holding hands and hugging, but not confessing, is it considered a scumbag?

The man with the top of his head has been through many battles, how could he be fooled by Ye Zhiqiu so easily? He immediately followed up with a series of tricks, "But you hugged four times in total at the award ceremony! Yu Caiwei has never had physical contact with the opposite sex on camera before, does this mean that you are special to her?"

Haha, let me see how you answer. The man with the top of his head was proud in his heart, no matter how he answered, it was useless, he had already thought of the script for yes and no.

You want to trick me? Ye Zhiqiu sneered in his heart, and he would not let you succeed.

"The first question is over, I refuse to answer. Change people!"

The bald man in the plaid shirt was stunned, and then he was furious.

Damn! You just said the two words "no", that counts as an answer? !

But other colleagues didn't care about him and immediately came up.

"Mr. Ye, you said that the new album will be released after the re-recording of the album, so will there be new songs of your own before that? Fans are looking forward to it."

Ye Zhiqiu took a look and saw that the person asking the question was a reporter from a certain music website.

This question was much more serious, and Ye Zhiqiu slowed down his tone and answered patiently.

"There will be new songs before the new album. The first episode of Huayang TV's "Chinese Poetry Conference" will be broadcast soon. I should sing the new song at the beginning. Everyone can pay attention to it. Thank you for your support."

Many reporters were stunned and reacted immediately.

This is also big news. Although Huayang TV is always complained about its rigid thinking and outdated program ideas, it represents the official and is still the pillar of Huahai TV.The boss.

Being able to appear on the program of Central China Television, at least to some extent, represents an official recognition.

The third question, a reporter hurriedly asked: "Mr. Ye, you had a conflict with the "lyricist genius" Huang Xishan earlier. What do you think of him after tonight?"

Another one who wants to stir up trouble, Ye Zhiqiu grinned and said: "My opinion has been expressed on the stage."

Huh? The reporters were stunned, what does it mean.

Does this mean that Dadu helped Huang Xishan who fell or wiped his hands?

Of course, Ye Zhiqiu would not say it clearly, let others guess. Anyway, no matter what he said, there would be no less reports that should appear.

The fourth question was actually about the novel.

"Hello, Mr. Ye. I am a reporter of contemporary literature. I would like to ask a question on behalf of readers."

"Your new book, The Legend of Sword and Fairy, is different from the previous one. It is a light-hearted one. Will there be one or two female protagonists in the end?"

"......"

Ye Zhiqiu was silent for five seconds, which puzzled the reporter who asked the question.

Is this question so difficult to answer? Is it inconvenient to spoil the plot? But this scale is okay.

In the end, Ye Zhiqiu laughed dryly and said, "This... I haven't thought about the subsequent plot yet. I will try to give everyone a surprise."

The reporter nodded as if he understood.

What is the surprise? Is it three female protagonists?

The last question was also asked by a professional entertainment reporter.

"Mr. Ye, after winning the [Best Lyricist of the Year] award, will you accept invitations from other singers to sing?"

Ye Zhiqiu replied casually: "Of course, those who need invitations can contact my agent. I will take it if there is a suitable one."

"But I remind you that my songs are not cheap."

Everyone nodded, thinking that this was natural.

After answering this question, the reporters reluctantly let him go, and Ye Zhiqiu, who returned to the business car, breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the car door opened and Yu Caiwei also returned.

Yu Caiwei politely said to the driver arranged by the company: "Master, let's go back to Binjiangwan Community, thank you."

The driver nodded, turned around and asked Ye Zhiqiu: "Mr. Ye, where do you live? I will take you there after I send Miss Yu off."

Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth and said: "I'm going to Binjiangwan too."

The driver was stunned, nodded, and started the car without saying anything.

A few days ago, although Yu Caiwei suggested that Ye Zhiqiu live in the house opposite, it was only furnished and had no furniture, so Ye Zhiqiu had not moved in yet.

Today, the assistant just told me that it was done and some simple furniture was added.

So, is the first night of living together with Yu Caiwei about to begin?

Ye Zhiqiu's heart was pounding.