Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

"Ms. Xiao Ma is from the Martan people. She has visited many places by herself, including the rolling mountains, colorful lakes, waterfalls where water flows backwards, and the Tata people who 'live in the clouds.'"

"Every time she went to a place, she would write a travelogue. After she had written enough travelogues, she compiled them into a book. The book also contains photos of these landscapes, all of which she took herself."

“Both the stories and the photos are very attractive. I want to visit these places in the future.”

Xu Weiwei's voice and rhythm of speech were like telling a story, bringing the listeners unconsciously into the scene. The eyes of the reporter and the cameraman showed a bit of yearning.

Mrs. Seaforth held her daughter's shoulders and said gently, "You can go wherever you want. Mom and Dad will support you unconditionally."

The two people opposite couldn't help but click their lips in amazement. It turns out that rich families spoil their children in this way. It's so simple and unpretentious, so enviable.

"Weier knows so much. How did you train her?"

Mrs. Seaforth stroked the hair that fell by her ears and said with a hint of pride: "Wei'er is naturally very smart and loves reading. Her teacher was surprised and said that Wei'er was the child with the best language talent she had ever seen."

"When she's at home, she spends most of her time reading books, except for classes and meals. Although I don't have to worry about her homework, it's also quite distressing that she doesn't like to go out."

Xu Weiwei glanced at her mother and said nothing.

She actually loves going out, especially when her dad takes her out. The equipment and devices in the base are very interesting and seem thrilling, but they are actually very thrilling. Her dad and uncles protect her very well. Every time she falls, she is caught steadily and thrown high again.

But this is a secret between her and her father, and she cannot tell her mother so as not to affect family harmony.

The reporter also asked Mrs. Sifos some questions, such as how old was Xu Weiwei when she started her education, how she started, what classes she usually took, etc.

Mrs. Seaforth told the truth.

After hearing this, the two people's mood changed from suspicion and surprise at the beginning to numbness. They were convinced that they could be published in a core journal.

A five-year-old child knows about the "Immigration Plan", is familiar with the "Encyclopedia" and "Species Directory", can tell the characteristics of a species in them, and can talk about natural geography. Moreover, he was not stage-frightened at all and was in a very natural and calm state.

This is probably what a full-level kid looks like. Compared to Xu Weiwei on the other side, my own kid, ugh…

Before I knew it, there were only the last two questions left in the notebook. The reporter asked in a casual tone: "What does Weier want to do in the future? Do you want to be a historian? Or a geographer or a biologist?"

No matter what the girl in front of her planned to do, the woman had no doubt that she would become the best in that field.

Xu Weiwei raised her head and looked at the female reporter. Her voice was tender, soft, yet firm: "I want to be a doctor and save lives."

"Huh?" This answer was something the reporter did not expect, as they had not talked about this aspect during the entire conversation.

Xu Weiwei continued: "Grandma always has leg pain, and every time it attacks, it can only be relieved. I want to cure her."

"Is it because of grandma? How filial."

"It's not just because of grandma, but also because of others."

The reporter smiled knowingly: "Okay, then we look forward to Wei'er becoming a super great doctor in the future! Last question, is there anything you want to say to other adults and children?"

Xu Weiwei thought for a moment and said, "When we first arrived at the Imperial Capital, people regarded the diamond fruit as a kind of fruit. Because it tasted bad, many fruits were used to feed livestock. Later, it was discovered that the diamond fruit could be used to extract oil and was very nutritious. Its price quickly rose."

"Our Imperial City Galaxy is so large, and there are still many plants that no one knows about. Could they also be 'buried diamond fruits'?"

“The book ‘Encyclopedia of Plants’ only has six volumes. I hope it can be expanded to sixteen or twenty-six volumes in the future.”

After finishing speaking, Xu Weiwei looked at the reporter quietly.

The reporter was stunned for a moment. At this moment, she felt that the person she was talking to was not a child, but a mature and wise soul.

Two seconds later, the reporter looked down at the contents on his tablet and confirmed that everything he had just said had been recorded word for word. He clicked the send button and sent the entire text conversation to the editor at the agency.

"It's been a pleasure talking to you and Ver." The reporter turned his eyes to Mrs. Seaforth and then back again.

"Our interview today is almost over. I will send you a paper sample later. I look forward to meeting you again in the future."

The cameraman poked her waist, and the female reporter suddenly remembered: "Oh, by the way! Can I take two photos of you here to use as illustrations in the interview?"

"Of course, please feel free to do so. Wei'er and I will leave now. If you have any questions, you can talk to the housekeeper." Mrs. Sifos said with a smile, and left with Xu Weiwei.

After the people left, the cameraman couldn't wait to set up his camera and start filming. The reporter walked up to him, enjoying the show and chatting with him.

"Mrs. Seaforth and her daughter have such great temperaments. They look as beautiful as paintings even when they sit there motionless. Their manners are not much worse than those of the royal family."

"You're wrong. 'Not much worse' doesn't that mean they are not as good as them? I think they are better. When I interviewed Princess Nana last time, she was so arrogant that I felt bad for her."

"You don't want your job anymore?!" The female reporter looked around in fear.

"Don't worry, we're just talking about this in private. No one will know as long as you don't harm me." The man said as he pressed the shutter.

"..."

The indifferent attitude of her colleague made the female reporter relax: "Princess Nana is still young, it's normal for her to be nervous in formal occasions. In two years she will be like her sister."

"Young? She's one year older than Wei'er. I don't like Fula either. She's too arrogant."

"The royal family..."

"Princess Hera is very kind. This is the difference between having a loving mother and not having one."

"Okay, let's go after we finish filming."

"Wait a minute, the last group..."

When the two were packing up to leave, the butler brought out two gift boxes.

"This is a snack we made ourselves. It's just a small gift. It's not much of a token of respect. Please take it home."

"Ah! Are those the ones we just ate?"

"Yes, the kitchen happened to have a lot of them, and seeing that you two liked them, I installed some."

"thanks, thanks……"

They were both very surprised, not only because of the item itself, but also because of the thoughtfulness.

When they returned to the office, the two of them were robbed the moment they entered with their belongings.

Reporter: "I should have known not to bring it up..."

After placing the last small cake on the editor's desk, the reporter leaned over to take a look and asked, "Is this the final draft?"

The editor pushed up his glasses: "Well, what is this?"

"The homemade desserts at the Seaforth are amazing."

The editor opened the box and tasted it. The reporter pulled a chair over and sat down. "Should we cut this part off?"

"Where?...Oh, this one. I was also confused at first. There might be negative voices, but I think what they said is fine. I personally support it. Besides, this is a hot topic. It would be a pity to cut it out."

“Aren’t there enough explosive spots in there?”

The editor was in a good mood as he tasted the delicious little cake. "How about this, I'll polish it and make sure she doesn't get scolded. Do you have any more cake?"

"Gone."

"Nonsense, I saw it all."

"..."