The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

  Chapter 81 Accident

   After An Chen answered the question, he put the microphone back on the table, and the reporter sat down unwillingly.

  Xia Jin gave Xia Jin a look. The staff checked the list and returned a gesture to Xia Jin.

   It is an entertainment newspaper that specializes in provoking troubles. It may be that the staff accidentally sent out the invitation. That question seems very simple, but it is not easy to answer it well. After all, as long as there is a comparison, the reporter may not necessarily write a headline.

   Maybe the reporter thought that An Chen was young, so he dug the pit for An Chen, but he didn't expect to meet a little fox and buried himself instead.

  The reporters continued to ask questions, and most of them were from An Chen, but they were all mild.

   Soon, the last reporter asked, "The questions that should be asked have been asked. I want to ask An Chen why he chose this look today." Although this question has nothing to do with the movie, the reporter is very curious.

   "Today's look should be comparable to the previous magazine look, but why should I ask the make-up artist and stylist of the crew."

  There was laughter from the audience, "It seems that the makeup artists and stylists of the crew are very thoughtful. It seems that we can look forward to the first set of makeup photos." The reporter replied and sat down.

  The press conference also ended amidst laughter. The reporters were packing their things and preparing to leave the venue one after another. Everyone on stage did not leave in a hurry.

   "Can everyone come down and take a group photo on the background board? We will use it for press release." A voice came out from nowhere, Xia Jin led the crowd to the stage, and the reporters who were about to leave also stopped.

  The background board was placed on one side of the wall. The space was small, and the reporters were pushing forward, while the managers and assistants were blocked on the other side.

  The staff briefly managed the order. Everyone stood in front of the background board and waited for the reporter to take pictures. After feeling that it was almost the same, everyone thanked them together.

  Just about to go to the stage, but too many reporters blocked the way, everyone just stood and waited. At this time, a sudden change happened.

  At this moment, everyone has gradually become familiar with each other, and the embarrassment when they first met is gone. There were too many people blocking the way, so a few people stood in front of the background board and chatted.

"ah!"

   A scream came from nowhere, and everyone raised their heads. "Be careful!" This was Xia Meng's voice, she was standing on the far side.

   Everyone was looking around when they heard the voice. At this moment, a male reporter stabbed An Chen with a knife.

  An Chen came to his senses, but there were people around him, and if he moved too much, he might accidentally injure others.

An Chen could only dodge sideways, but his arm was still scratched, and there were bursts of exclamations from around. An Chen raised his leg and kicked the man onto the background board, and then grabbed the man's hand with his other arm. knife.

  The movement was done in one go, and the staff were still blocking the outside. Gu Yi and Lin Ning stepped forward to help hold the man down.

   "Are you okay?" Xia Jin asked hastily. An Chen shook his head, a knife wound was nothing.

  Ji Xuan and Ling Han heard shouts on the other side, but they didn't know what happened. After a while, they heard reporters talking about An Chen's injury.

  The two were anxious to get over, but after the reporter recovered from the sudden shock, he started taking pictures non-stop. This is big news.

  Xia Jin has already contacted the security and staff, and also called the police. The reporters were finally evacuated, and Ji Xuan and Ling Han squeezed past.

   "Xiao Chen, are you okay, what's the matter." Ji Xuan didn't see An Chen's injured arm at first. But when he turned his head, he found An Chen's blood dripping down his arm.

   "He did it." Ling Han's tone was already very cold, not a question but an affirmative sentence.

   One flower is one world, one leaf is one Tathagata, spring comes, flowers grow green, autumn leaves fall, infinite Prajna is at ease, speech is silent, movement and stillness are natural.

   (Yes, this is a plus.)

  (end of this chapter)