The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 787 I am a woman who worships gold (24)

  In an instant, countless microphones were handed to Su Qinghuan, and the reporters looked forward to Su Qinghuan’s answer.

  After all, the hot spots of today's Starlight Ceremony are undoubtedly concentrated on Su Qinghuan.

  It turns out that everyone still thinks that under this kind of occasion, plus millions of netizens watching the live broadcast, Su Qinghuan may be a little official and polite, and adopt roundabout tactics to avoid talking.

Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly took the microphone.

  The man who took the microphone was a male reporter. When he saw the bright and charming Phoenix eyes and glanced at him diagonally, he almost had the illusion that he was a teenager and was stunned and faced with a goddess-like heartbeat.

   And Su Qinghuan’s slow and well-organized words quickly dragged him into reality.

  "The characters in those pictures are indeed me, not PS."

  "……"

  "……"

  "……"

  All the reporters present were stunned by this heavy news. The reporters' heads were buzzing. Who would have expected that Su Qinghuan would take the initiative to admit that the black material pictures were not faked?

  And the millions of netizens watching the live broadcast are like a pot of boiling water, boiling directly!

  "Fogcao! Su Qinghuan did not avoid the question! He also admitted that the picture is real!"

   "My God... Is she digging her own grave? Pulling herself down into the fire pit?"

   "Sure enough, where are there any icy and jade goddesses in the entertainment industry... it's nothing more than a group of profligate actors. As long as your price is high enough, nothing can't be sold."

  "Your attack range upstairs is too wide, right? Who said that there are no good girls in the entertainment industry? Look at Xian'er standing not far from Su Qinghuan. Isn't it the true image of a goddess in the hearts of the people?"

   "Don't be funny, do you believe in marketing these people?"

  ……

  Netizens were arguing, but the reporter dripped a drop of cold sweat on his forehead after Su Qinghuan said something like that.

   "Miss Su, so you mean, all those black materials are...really?"

   "Have I said anything like this?"

  The little fox glanced at the male reporter who asked the question with a smile, and then the corner of the eye looked at Gu Chubai and Ling Xian'er, who were standing not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.

  Gu Chubai saw the slender figure of the woman wrapped in the black velvet dress, and swallowed subconsciously.

  Obviously it was such a frightening occasion, he should have worried that this woman would expose the five-year relationship that he had been in love with him...

   But I don’t know what’s wrong, but he is so obsessed, he regrets that when he lived under the same roof with Su Qinghuan, he didn’t act deviant.

  Su Qinghuan, how can it be so beautiful?

Even if she knows that she is provoking herself now, it is like a rose with poisonous thorns. It is so bright that it will be stabbed by taking off this rose, and it makes people want to become her skirt. The minister.

   "Brother Chubai, why are you distracted again?"

  Ling Xian'er knew why Gu Chubai was so nervous now. After all, she had already investigated the underground relationship between Gu Chubai and Su Qinghuan.

   But she was just dissatisfied, the man unconsciously showed amazing eyes when he looked at Su Qinghuan.

  ——I’ve been talking about my ex-girlfriend for five years. No matter how beautiful, I should be bored! It's old!

  ……

  Gu Chubai glanced at Ling Xian'er guiltily, and then subconsciously squeezed Ling Xian'er's hand, wanting to see how Su Qinghuan would answer.

   What made Gu Chubai faintly disappointed was that the woman gave him a look before, but now she doesn’t even give him alms from the corner of her eye.

  The woman surrounded by reporters took the microphone and looked open and calm.

   "I know that many people take out of context and think that my black material is also true when I just said that the previous pictures are true."

"However, looking at the leopard is a very narrow behavior in the first place. Many netizens think that they have worked part-time in a nightclub and have photos of the opposite **** alone in and out of the hotel. It is a life disorder and deserves to be beaten to death. Unfortunately, I just don't accept this reasoning. "

  Su Qinghuan paused, pointing to the illicit marketing accounts that have been re-reviewed and praised by millions, explaining one by one.

"Let’s start with the first one. It was when I was negotiating a certain TV drama project and got drunk while socializing. The producer at the time Zhang Zong helped me and sent me to the room out of humanistic care. At the door, and then left."

   "At that time, the hotel had surveillance video, and I asked my agent Wang Jie to upload it to the Weibo clarified for me."

"If you still don’t believe me, if you continue to investigate, you will find that Mr. Zhang’s wife came to pick him up in person that day, because Mr. Zhang fainted after drinking in the car. Mrs. Zhang’s wife also joked in the circle of friends. Time and place, including wine stains on clothing, can be matched one by one."

Almost the second after Su Qinghuan finished speaking, netizens quickly discovered that, as expected, Su Qinghuan’s official Weibo, who had not posted a blog post for a month, suddenly uploaded a video, as well as Mrs. Zhang’s friends back then. Circle screenshot.

  Sure enough, it was exactly the same as Su Qinghuan said.

  Netizens have a feeling of being beaten.

   "Fogweed, so really just helped to the door of the room, nothing happened?"

   "You really believe it? Maybe it was because the original match came to give up temporarily? Which good girl will socialize with a bunch of men at night! Isn't it just to become popular, and then make more money!"

  This is also a point of controversy among netizens.

  The reporters sent the barrage of the netizens to Su Qinghuan. Faced with such doubts, Su Qinghuan smiled freely.

"I would like to ask the netizen who questioned me. How many people have entered the entertainment industry not to be popular these years? Or, you work hard and overtime, just out of love, and you don’t need a penny, and you rely on feelings to eat. And feed yourself?"

"Maybe there are fairies who don't eat fireworks? But I'm sorry, as an artist, it is one of my jobs to socialize and pull projects for myself. I am the majority of ordinary stars. I am eager for the stage and I am eager to have more fans. "

"Some people say that they regard money as dung. I can't learn from such a realm. I am just a mortal. A gentleman loves money and has a good way. I have never done anything against the law or challenge the moral bottom line for money. Thank you. "

  ……

  The reporter was stunned by Su Qinghuan’s answer for a second.

  Because he has seen so much that he happily said that he loves this business, not for fame or profit, but behind the back are all kinds of stars who harvest fan wallets, such as Su Qinghuan, who speak frankly about their love for money, but very few.

  The reporter can't figure it out.

  "Miss Su, since you have evidence in your hand, why do you choose to clarify now?"

  Su Qinghuan raised her eyebrows.

   "I thought that the rumors would stop at the wise, and I didn't want to spread to innocent third parties, but now things are getting worse and worse. Is it weird that I am standing up?"

  (End of this chapter)