President Gao Leng's little wife

Xia Yuluo watched it with gusto, from beginning to end, it was beyond her expectations.

She kept watching intently until she saw a black screen of the movie and typed out a series of subtitles.

After the premiere of the movie, the following is the interview with the media.

According to the process, the premiere is almost over.

Everyone got up and chatted with each other.

Xia Yuluo also felt a little uncomfortable sitting, got up and moved around, and gave the suit to Han Tianyi again.

Han Tianyi rubbed her waist and was about to leave when someone rushed in front of him.

"Miss Xia, may I ask what aspect of yourself you think you are qualified to write as a screenwriter for this movie?"

This question is straight to the point and extremely sharp.

Xia Yuluo glanced at that person's job card. The company he belongs to is a newspaper that likes to make trouble.

Han Tianyi frowned displeased at the man's deliberate expression.

Just about to step forward and pull Xia Yuluo over.

"I think screenwriter Xia is a great screenwriter."

"Whether it is talent or experience, she is fully qualified for this screenwriting task."

Chu Yu walked over, and the words with a correct accent came from behind.

Loud, no doubt about it.

He spoke in such a way that he was supporting Xia Yuluo.

He walked to Xia Yuluo's side, glanced at Xia Yuluo, and continued:

"I feel very honored to cooperate with screenwriter Xia."

"She's really an incredibly talented screenwriter."

Chu Yu looked at Xia Yuluo approvingly.

Xia Yuluo was a little embarrassed to receive such praise from him, and smiled shyly.

Han Tianyi did not expect that Chu Yu would stand up for Xia Yuluo so much.

There was a slight imbalance in his heart, and he couldn't help but hug Xia Yuluo to his side again.

"Miss Xia, what do you think?"

The reporter didn't listen to Chu Yu's words, and kept chasing Xia Yuluo, insisting on getting Xia Yuluo to give an answer.

But such a problem, once it is not answered well, it will cause a whole body of dirty water.

Xia Yuluo looked at Han Tianyi and smiled, without avoiding or getting angry.

Just answered very politely:

"I'm just a screenwriter, there's nothing I'm not competent for."

"If there is a suitable movie or TV series, as long as it is a good work, I hope to be able to participate in it."

"It makes me very happy."

She has a quiet and elegant demeanor.

Coupled with this sonorous words, it overwhelmed everyone present in the aura.

The calmness is amazing.

"Where did this man come from? How dare he make things difficult for Mr. John's granddaughter?"

The director did not expect that someone would make things difficult for Xia Yuluo at the premiere.

He hurriedly asked the assistant beside him, coughed, and stepped forward to stand beside the reporter.

Patted him on the shoulder:

"At that time, when the movie is released, we still need a lot of support from everyone."

He is an international director, and he is so condescending to solicit votes for this movie, just to divert the topic.

Those who are sensible should have gone down the steps long ago, and this reporter is not afraid of death.

Ignoring the director at all, he directly pointed the finger at the female screenwriter who also stood up:

"Madam screenwriter, how do you feel about Ms. Xia's participation in the production of this film?"

The female screenwriter froze for a moment.

This question is somewhat straightforward.

"Or to put it another way, are you satisfied with Miss Xia's revised script?"

The man was not afraid of making things worse, and kept pushing Xia Yuluo to the cusp of the storm.