Sitting in the car heading to Haicheng TV Station, Liu Hui felt very at ease.

Today he stayed in the recording studio all morning, and Ling Zhiyu's singing of the song has reached a perfect state.

Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Arrived at Haicheng TV Station smoothly.

Liu Hui, who had just got out of the car, was taken aback.

A dozen reporters surrounded him, making it impossible for him to move.

The camera, mobile phone, and flash light made him dizzy.

"Mr. Liu, can I accept an interview?..."

"I'm from the Douyin live broadcast platform..."

"I'm from Guinan TV..."

"Can you answer my question..."

"The last game..."

Liu Hui was a little depressed. He was not a popular candidate to win the championship. How could he attract so many reporters?
He tried to squeeze hard, but couldn't get it out.

Just as he was about to get angry, he suddenly thought that increasing his exposure would be good for his popularity.

It's not a bad thing to do an interview.

"Everyone, don't squeeze, let me answer a few questions for you."

Liu Hui looked around.

I saw a long-haired beauty, who was so crowded by a group of big men that she couldn't stand still, very conspicuous.

Seeing the pained expression on her face was a bit unbearable.

"Beauty, come and ask a question."

Hearing Liu Hui's words, the surrounding reporters also stopped making noise.

All kinds of microphones and microphones stretched out.

For journalists, as long as someone asks a question and the other party is willing to answer it, their job is done.

"Mr. Liu, hello, I'm Lu Rong, an entertainment news anchor on the Douyin platform, and I'm live broadcasting right now."

Lu Rong is the official entertainment anchor of Douyin, with nearly 500 million fans.

Because it was a live songwriting competition, the popularity was very high, and the number of people online in the live broadcast today exceeded 2.

"Our Rongrong's charm is high, so many reporters, I only chose her to ask questions..."

"Who is Rongrong interviewing? I don't know..."

"Isn't this person the sleeping god who slept in the creation room yesterday?..."

"..."

The barrage in Lu Rong's live broadcast room was very lively.

"Mr. Liu, the netizens in my live broadcast room really want to know, why did you sleep in the creation room yesterday?"

The matter of Liu Hui sleeping on the live broadcast has already started to ferment on the Internet, and Lu Rong wanted to catch the heat.

What is this all about? Liu Hui originally thought he was asking about composing songs, but he didn't expect that other people cared about sleeping.

"You are hungry, will you eat?"

Liu Hui suddenly asked Lu Rong.

"meeting."

The question was too simple, and Lu Rong answered instinctively.

"Good answer."

"There is a bed in the creative room, I'm tired, so I want to sleep."

Liu Hui made a rogue answer.

"It's that simple?"

Lu Rong didn't expect Liu Hui to answer like this, she thought there would be something else hidden.

"Or else?"

Liu Hui continued his rogue.

Hearing Liu Hui's words, Lu Rong also froze for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"I didn't expect Rong Rong to have today, and she was speechless when asked back..."

"This Liu Hui is interesting..."

"It's because I'm tired and want to sleep..."

"No way, this person slept in the creation room yesterday?..."

"..."

The people in Lu Rong's live broadcast room began to have a little interest in Liu Hui.

"Mr. Liu, yesterday you spent less than 10 minutes in the creation room to create a song."

"Many netizens have questioned this matter, do you have anything to say?"

Lu Rong stopped pestering Liu Hui about sleeping, and raised a question that netizens are very concerned about.

"What is there to question?"

"A song, two or three hundred words, takes less than 5 minutes to write. It took me 10 minutes, which seems a bit too much."

Hearing Liu Hui's words, Lu Rong started to get stuck again, and the other party's answer was not in accordance with common sense.

"Writing songs is fast, is it because the number of words in the lyrics is small?"

"Shouldn't it be the spring of thinking, the burst of inspiration, or the intention to write a similar song before?"

"This man is really arrogant."

In Lu Rong's heart, Liu Hui had already been labeled as arrogant.

"Is writing a song copying homework? 10 minutes is too much..."

"This is awesome..."

"I like people like this, they are more arrogant than me..."

"Crazy is a little crazy, but he is quite handsome..."

"I'm starting to get interested in the songs he writes..."

"Is the song I wrote in a few minutes good to hear?..."

"..."

The bullet screens in Lu Rong's live broadcast room followed one after another, but most of them were unfavorable comments.

"Mr. Liu, you create a song in 10 minutes, do you think the quality of the song can be guaranteed?"

"The netizens in my live broadcast room, I really want to know your evaluation of your songs."

Lu Rong followed the netizens' wishes to ask the question, she wanted to see if this Liu Hui would continue to be arrogant.

"Anchor, how many people are there in your live broadcast room?"

Liu Hui thought that if there were many people, he planned to advertise himself with the cheek to increase his popularity.

"There are more than 2 people in my live broadcast room, close to 3 people."

That's right, it's a big anchor, Liu Hui nodded secretly.

"Hello, everyone in the live broadcast room!"

"I'm Liu Hui from Xinhui Entertainment."

"Don't worry a million times, the songs I wrote are absolutely beautiful."

"Everyone look at me, look carefully."

"A person like me who is like a tree facing the wind, everyone loves everyone, flowers bloom when they see flowers, and people whose cars will blow out when they see me."

"How could the songs I wrote not sound good?"

Hearing Liu Hui's words, Lu Rong was in a panic this time, and didn't know how to answer his words.

The barrage in her live broadcast room was also like crazy, one after another.

"This man's talk is so interesting..."

"Praise yourself, you can boast like this..."

"It's funny, the car will blow out when it sees him..."

"This is the highest level of boasting..."

"I learned……"

"..."

Lu Rong looked at the person he was interviewing. He was not only arrogant, but also shameless and thick-skinned.

"You have a thick skin."

Lu Rong couldn't help saying it casually.

Hearing this, Liu Hui suddenly wanted to tease this beautiful anchor.

"My skin is quite thick, but yours is thicker than mine."

Liu Hui said seriously.

"My skin is thicker than yours?"

Lu Rong couldn't keep up with Liu Hui's thinking.

"Don't question it, your skin is indeed thicker than mine."

"Why? You speak clearly."

Is this arrogant guy going to fight me?Lu Rong was a little angry.

"Look, what's growing here?"

Liu Hui touched his chin with his hand and asked.

"What else could it be, beard."

Lu Rong couldn't figure it out, why did the other party ask such a question?
"bingo."

"Look, my skin is so thick that I can grow a beard, but yours is too thick to grow a beard."

After the people in Lu Rong's live broadcast room heard this sentence, many people laughed.

"I can't grow a beard because I have a thick skin..."

"This is so talented..."

"Why do you write songs? It would be a waste for such a person not to be an entertainment anchor..."

"I like this kid so much..."

"..."

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