"Oh? Why, I still want to interview me?" Song Baojun was scolded by the department director for the news exposure. His stomach was very stuffy and he laughed when he heard this.

"Laugh! Smile!" Wei Jiali looked proud of her face full of dangling silk, and glared at the other party and said, "Do you still want to care about the interview fee?"

He had similar experiences before. He had a conflict with the interviewee during an interview event. He immediately edited the video a lot that day, transformed it into a side that favored him, sent it to the TV station to broadcast, exposing the other party's "shameless and vulgar" and so on. From then on, the man took a detour when he saw him, and never dared to say a word again.

Now it’s Song Baojun: Do you still dare to talk nonsense? I won’t expose you to death!

Unexpectedly, Song Baojun threw away the cigarette butt and stood up in a proper manner. He bowed to Wei Jiali 90 degrees on the spot, and said sincerely: "Class-in-chief, thank you, thank you for letting me remember a very unforgettable truth."

When the steel group in the distance saw this scene, they all curled their lips and spitted out. The leader said, "How could Xu Yanyong be sent to the hospital by such a person? He is short and thin but has no backbone."

The dog-headed military advisor was embarrassed and explained: "Aren't you playing a friendly match at that time? The physical strength was exhausted after the fight. Unexpectedly, the kid actually attacked. We caught us off guard, and then..."

"Hmph, coward."

Wei Jiali noticed the eyes of some bystanders, and said with no mention of the pleasure in his heart. He laughed and said, "Is that right now? I regret it now? Why did you go long ago! I don't know that people like you have killed more than a dozen!"

Song Baojun's body slowly stood straighter than the javelin: "Yes, thank you for reminding me of your words and deeds: A dog that dares to bark at himself must be beaten until he dares not bark."

"What are you talking about?" Wei Jiali's face froze.

Song Baojun raised his chin and sneered and said nothing. The adrenaline in his body began to jump rapidly, and he was about to slap him on the face. Suddenly, a pleasant middle school girl said with three-point excitement and two-point excitement: "Song, Mr. Song, are you?"

The two turned their heads together, and Wei Jiali hurriedly called out: "Director Guo."

Guo Yuyan, who was previously capable and neat, was like a strong woman, suddenly saw Song Baojun's expression that always seemed depressed (having a long-term vulgar personality). For a moment, his heart almost jumped out of his chest and almost forgot to breathe.

What happened in the music open class that day is vivid in my mind. The beautiful melody that reaches the extreme makes people urinate on the spot, and this paradise-like experience can't be forgotten for a second.

It was a few days later that Guo Yuyan was so excited that he could not control himself. He took two steps in three steps and rushed forward. He ran too fast and almost sprained his ankle by his thin heel.

The photographer behind him was stunned. He remembered that he interviewed the top ten figures in the Forbes rankings of the boss of Xuande Industry last year, and Director Guo had never been so ruthless.

Guo Yuyan, who was moving in a hurry, found Wei Jiali who was having a "corner talk" with Song Baojun at first sight. The press release this afternoon immediately came to mind: the campus scandal was exposed, and Song Baojun extorted reporters incident.

The manuscript was compiled and compiled by director Wei Jia. This person is very capable of doing things. The members of the news center have always trusted him. They were too anxious at that time and had no time to review and sort it out.

Guo Yuyan thought of this, and her hot head seemed to be dripping with a basin of cold water on her head, and her steps suddenly stopped.

"Director Guo, look, this is the scandal male lead Song Baojun that will be broadcast this afternoon!"

Wei Jiali did not notice any abnormal situation and shouted like an ugly performance: "The famous campus scum is now in the auditorium where literary youths gather. Guess what he wants to do? Steal or steal the actress's dressing scene? Sorry, I must dig out the ulterior motives inside! Photographer, photographer? Why are you still standing there? Come and shoot, a major and explosive news is about to be released!"

His scream immediately attracted the attention of many people present.

As a result, Song Baojun was inconvenient to repair the other party on the spot, so he simply put his hands in his pockets and nodded to the people around him, which was considered to be a greeting.

Wei Jiali said again: "I know you're scared, right? I think you're going to be so tough? Who said that the truth is in the hands of a few people. Do these 'few people' understand who it is? It's the media, Chazhou University TV station, it's me!"

The photographer ran over with the camera excitedly and pointed it at Song Baojun.

Guo Yuyan reached out to block the camera and said, "Don't take a picture."

"Um?"

Guo Yuyan watched the photographer turn off the switch and suddenly turned to face Wei Jiali. It was already cold and cold, and the air conditioning was pressing: "Wei Jiali! Did you create the fake news about the blackmail incident this afternoon?"

Director Guo is always kind to people when dealing with people. He usually calls his classmates and colleagues "Xiao Mou" or "Secret Classmate". There are only ones who call him names now.

Wei Jiali felt something was wrong for a moment and stuttered: "What, what, director?"

Guo Yuyan said coldly: "No wonder I saw that the manuscript was written so bluntly, and the news pictures were cut quite false and ridiculous. It turned out that they were all made up. Tomorrow I will report to the dean about your violations, so you don't have to come again."

The Broadcasting Academy attaches much importance to anchor Guo, but I am afraid that one hundred Wei Jiali is far from that. As long as she wants to get someone she doesn't like from the school TV station, the dean must sell her face.

Wei Jiali was shocked and said that there was something wrong with his ear and stuttered: "Director, I, I didn't create fake news."

"I don't want to explain anything to you. Mr. Song is noble and elegant in character. He can't be the one who blackmails journalists, but you have a problem with him."

"Ah, you mean Song..."

It's too nonsense! Wei Jiali seemed to be stuffed into the mouth of Coptis chinensis, so bitter that she couldn't say a complete sentence. Look at Song Baojun's appearance, with a flowing smile on his face, his eyes full of despicable light, what is related to nobleness? Where is it afflicted with elegance?

According to this look, no one will say that he was arrested and convicted of a hooligan directly!

Guo Yuyan ignored the somewhat confused Wei Jiali, and put on a sweet smile to Song Baojun, and laughed sweetly: "Mr. Song, please forgive me. The news about you this afternoon is a completely misunderstanding. Our station will definitely correct it tomorrow. In the face of clarification by all audiences, we must eliminate all negative effects."

As he said that, he gently slid his long, black hair like a waterfall, showing his femininity.

The photographer's eyes widened. Director Guo, whom he usually contacted, rarely showed such a cold and noble character. He deliberately showed off his charm to others and laughed like that, which clearly meant to act coquettishly. Who is this man? Is it worthy of Director Guo's favor to behave like a good person?

Song Baojun also said that the other party was a sing and the other was blushing. He deliberately hit him, so he would not give her a good look. He said lightly: "Is that true?"

Guo Yuyan stuck out her tongue, showing the girl who looked very inconsistent with her appearance, and smiled and said, "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am a third-year student in the Department of Journalism at the School of Radio and Television and a news announcer at the university. Can I talk to Mr. Song?"

"Oh, hello, anchor Guo." Song Baojun shook hands with the other party reluctantly. His fingers were as white and clean as spring onions, and were painted with a light bright pink nail polish. The touch was delicate and smooth, which was very attractive.

He wanted to let go as soon as he touched it, but Guo Yuyan held it tightly but didn't want to let go. He was full of enthusiasm on his face and said, "Mr. Song is also in the backstage. Will there be a show tomorrow night?"

"Yes, I've prepared a show..."

Guo Yuyan went straight up and said, "Mr. Song, our TV station is interviewing the rehearsal situation. Can you ask you a few questions? Don't worry, it will be a few minutes and it won't waste too much time."

Her body was tightly pressed against Song Baojun's arm, and her nose was filled with fragrance. Any young man would be confused and unable to tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. No one could refuse such a beautiful woman to throw herself into her arms.

Only Song Baojun gradually lost all the feelings and impulses of young people in the process of thirty-two personalities. Just as the philosophical personality said: "You are no longer innocent, you will no longer be excited about some boring things, you will not become red because of a beautiful girl's words, and you will not care about ugly and ridiculous past events."

But the above situation will only happen when the moment of complete integration. Now it is only beginning to initial integration, so it can barely resist Guo Yuyan's beauty offensive. Being played with by girls several times in a row is enough to make him full of vigilance.

He gently pushed Guo Yuyan away, his eyes were like divine light, and a message "Please respect yourself" was shot out, saying, "I'm really sorry, I'm very busy, I'm going to be on stage for a while, and I must keep a steady mood. This way, I'll contact you next time."

It was completely back to her by saying she had just rejected the love saint of the Iron Group. Witnessing this love scene, the photographer had long suspected that he was not in the world.

"That's it..." Guo Yuyan was very disappointed and said, "Can I leave you a phone number? Your piano is so good. I always...well, I have many questions to ask you!"

The leader of the Iron Group, who had been watching for a long time, could no longer bear it. He led the members to rush up and pointed at Song Baojun's nose and said, "Hey, do you want to be a hooligan when you are tugging at anchor Guo like this? I warn you to let go quickly, otherwise I will be here to eliminate the harm to the people today!"

Seven members followed behind, looking at Song Baojun with bad eyes to boost their voices. Sometimes they were mixed with a few words of scolding, which were nothing more than swearing words like "Ge, your grandma's servant girl Xipi". A few people were confused and shouting, and they were messy, which really made them feel like a gangster fighting.

Guo Yuyan suddenly felt embarrassed. She obviously held Song Baojun and refused to let go. Now she has implicated him and was misunderstood to become a hooligan. She hurriedly said, "Classmate, you..."

Added chapter

1. Chapter 1: Do you understand the rules and update error? It has been corrected. Everyone clears the cache and reads it again. I'm sorry.

2. The title of the chapter in the previous chapter 1 will be corrected by the editor, and will be changed to Chapter 160. Sorry.

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