Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 697 Press Conference

Luo Jia smiled lightly and looked at the girl on the computer. The way she talked with ease...was so beautiful.

He likes her like this, showing her sharpness, like a bright moon hanging high in the sky, as long as she lights up, all the stars will be dimmed.

"These are what I want to say, and now everyone can ask questions." Gu Nian turned her head and glanced at Wu Di, indicating that she could call the reporter to get up and talk.

Wu Di responded, took the microphone handed over by the staff, and handed it to a reporter.

"Miya, it's not your fault!" The reporter took the microphone excitedly, and couldn't help but say this first, "I want to ask you, the Hall Group rushed to attack Gu at this time of Paris Fashion Week because they Do you know that you are the busiest at this time?"

After the question was over, the reporter handed the microphone back to Wu Di obediently.

Just kidding... None of the reporters on their entertainment page know that the secretary next to Miya is a girl with strange powers, if you don't honestly return the microphone to her, don't want your own claws!

This was proved to them by several seniors with plaster casts on their hands!
Gu Nian smiled lightly, nodded to her and said, "Why is the Hall Group making trouble at this time? I'm afraid you should ask Mr. Hall what he thinks. After all, I don't know how to read minds... But I think, He shouldn't be in a hurry to bully me, a junior, at this time, right?"

"My heart is really dirty." Yuan Ming stared at the computer screen and couldn't help complaining.

Jiang Qingyu also heard Gu Nian's words, and nodded while typing on the keyboard: "Yes, my heart is really dirty!"

"Code your code!"

"Miya, will you continue to attend the fashion week? The fashion week without you is very deserted! We miss you!" Another reporter asked a question, obviously also a reporter from the entertainment section.

Seeing this situation, the economic reporter next to him was anxious!

Will you continue to attend Fashion Week? ? ?
What kind of problem is this!

Give them the microphone!
Let them ask! !
Gu Nian chuckled, no matter what the question is, just answer it patiently!
"Yes, whether it's Gu's or "Fashion Art Review", they are both jobs that I like and my career. I will not give up one in a biased manner."

Seeing that the eyes of the reporters on the other side were almost red, Wu Di walked towards them, and casually handed the microphone to a reporter who looked pleasing to the eye.

"Thank you!" The reporter was so excited that it was finally time for him to ask questions!If you don't give him the microphone, he will jump up and grab it!
"May I ask, Ms. Miya, are you manipulating public opinion this time to use the majority of netizens to bring public opinion pressure to the Hall Group, and take this opportunity to benefit Gu Corporation?" The reporter did not return the microphone to Wu Di after speaking. , did not sit down directly, but looked at Gu Nian with a little provocation.

"Which reporter?" Luo Jia frowned, looking at Xiao Xiao and asked.

"I'll check." Xiao Xiao nodded solemnly, and immediately searched for the list of invited media for today's press conference, and compared them one by one to find out which reporter it was.

Gu Nian, who was directly asked such a sharp question, didn't show any anger at all. She looked at the reporter with a smile on her lips and said, "You say I manipulate public opinion? I want to ask you, what is public opinion. "

The reporter chuckled and raised his chin: "Miss Miya doesn't even know what public opinion is? Public opinion is the sum of beliefs, opinions and attitudes that citizens express publicly about a certain behavior at a certain time and place. It is a kind of social evaluation and a reflection of social psychology. Are you satisfied with my answer?"

Gu Nian nodded: "Well, your basic knowledge is very solid."

"Thank you!" The reporter looked at her provocatively, and said word by word, "Can I ask Ms. Miya to answer my question now?"

The smile on Gu Nian's face gradually faded. She looked at the reporter with a very cold gaze: "Since you know the meaning of public opinion, how can you say that I am manipulating public opinion? What's more, as everyone knows, I've been ill these days, and neither Gu nor I have published a single word on any social platform, do you mean that I can drive public opinion even if I remain silent?"

Gu Nian's words actually made it clear that he was secretly changing the concept.

She did not speak, but she really did a lot to drive the rhythm of public opinion.

It's just that even if the person in front of him knows, he can't produce any evidence at all.

Some things, even if you know, so what?Can you tell?
"You rely on your own fame to drive the direction of public opinion!"

"..." How dare you say that!
Gu Nian was stunned for a moment. This reporter is really not afraid of death. He dares to say such things that offend 90.00% of his peers. He really doesn't want to do this job!
All right, since he doesn't want to do it anymore, then give him a ride yourself!

"I rely on my own fame?" Gu Nian looked at him with sharp eyes, "You are a reporter, I hope you can be responsible for what you say."

"Of course!"

Gu Nian nodded, looked at him and said word by word: "Since I debuted at the age of 21, my words and deeds have been under the lens of reporters. You have shown my life to everyone in a fair way. I have accused you of violating my personal privacy, and I have never said that you have violated my personal portrait rights. Every word and every action of mine has been separated and interpreted by you, and it is you who have pushed me to the cusp of public opinion."

"I'm just doing my job and pursuing a career I love."

"Now, you're saying instead that I'm using my fame for my own benefit?"

"Are you guilty?"

Every word Gu Nian said was like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of every reporter present.

Control public opinion?To guide people's speech?
Among the people present, one counts as one. Who has never done such a thing? !
They looked at Gu Nian, unconsciously showing a trace of awe in their eyes.

Yes, they label these celebrities, in the final analysis, for their own careers, for their own articles to get more pages, and for themselves to get more attention.

What qualifications do they have to say that others drive the direction of public opinion?

Doing such things...they are the ones who do the most!
The reporters at the scene fell silent at the same time, and needles could be heard in Nuo Da's room.

The barrage on the Internet has not stopped——

"My Lady Queen, ah ah ah—"

"My brother is still my brother! This courage is not far behind Mr. Luo!"

"Pay attention to your words upstairs, what is not bad?!"

"Actually...she's right."

(End of this chapter)