Professor Wen's little Jiaojiao is sweet and soaring

Chapter 155 The Reporter Who Lost His Heart

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Several question marks slowly emerged from the crowd.

What is the other party and not Ji Lin, please explain clearly, thank you, I don't quite understand, thank you.

Jiang Ning was a little annoyed seeing everyone in a dazed state.

Annoying the person behind, dare not be aboveboard, only dare to sneak around behind the scenes.

How about making a big fuss?
Jiang Ning thought about it, and began to think about how to set up a trap.

Many people who have just passed Jiang Ning know a rule.

Generally, Jiang Ning doesn't like to use his brain, but prefers to use his hands. But, once he uses his brain, he will be invincible.

They lit candles for the man for a few seconds to commemorate his daring.

"You all know Yuexi Pavilion, right?" Jiang Ning calmly talked about the storms he had experienced.

"I know" Qu Musi nodded.

After all, in the entertainment industry, the Yuexi Pavilion incident directly crashed Weibo.

Lu Yixiao, who had a quick mind, recalled, "Jiang Ning, you mean..."

Jiang Ning nodded.

"That's right," Jiang Yilin said suddenly.

As soon as he made a sound, he turned Jiang Ning's gaze to him.

Not long ago, Jiang Ning knew about his vest.

Thursday turned out to be him.

Kind of like it.

Wen Jin noticed that Jiang Ning looked at the man next to him for a while, and couldn't help being jealous.

Although he understands that this vinegar is unnecessary.

Still not understanding that the vest was clean, Jiang Yilin always felt that Jiang Ning's eyes on him were not quite right.

It revealed a smell that it was you who looked like this. At this time, Jiang Yilin didn't know how much this vest would help him chase his wife in the future.

"Then how do you fight back?" Qu Musi was very curious.

"Is there a computer?" Jiang Ning asked aloud.

"Yes" Liu Liu from the make-up group raised her hand.

Jiang Ning glanced at it, and it looked familiar.

Oh, it turned out to be the reporter who lost his heart.

Seeing that Jiang Ning recognized her, Liu Liu smiled.

Some people are reporters on the surface, but they are also makeup artists in private.

Who in this world doesn't have a waistcoat or two?

"You know Sister Jiang Ning?" Another makeup artist pulled Liu Liu over and asked in a low voice.

Liu Liu is a newcomer who has just come in, and she doesn't look like she has anything to do with Jiang Ning.

Unless she had interviewed for a few years when she was a reporter, but I heard that Jiang Ning never accepted interviews, it doesn't look like it.

Liu Liu looked at the other party, she was a relatively good teacher, and said in a low voice, "I had a deal with sister Jiang Ning once before I resigned."

Thinking of that encounter, Liu Liu felt that she should really thank Jiang Ning.

If it hadn't been for that time, she might have gone astray.

Running to the table, Liu Liu took out her handbag, which contained a laptop.

Turn it on, enter the password, display the interface, and pass it to sister Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning took over the computer and tapped the keyboard extremely fast.

Everyone felt that afterimages flashed before their eyes.

There is only one thought in my mind, it turns out that those big guys really don't need a mouse to play with the computer.

admire.

People with a speed of one thousand per hour like them are doomed to fail, envy.

Wen Jin is better and can understand it.

Walking to Jiang Ning's side, Wen Jin leaned over slightly and looked at the computer together.

Jiang Ning had already noticed Wen Jin a few moments before he approached.

Just seeing that it was Wen Jin, Jiang Ning didn't do anything and let him go.

Wen Jin got closer and closer, but she didn't have any fancy ideas, she just wanted to concentrate on researching technology.

Not long after, Jiang Ning called up a recording.

It's the same as the recording on Weibo, but the person on the other side is different.

It's a sweet voice.

After listening to the recording, even though everyone knew something in advance, they still felt a little uncomfortable.

In the Yuexi Pavilion incident, the girl who led everything was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

　I have something to do today, so there is only three shifts, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)