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Xu Ling almost jumped up, clenched his fists and smiled.

The media's fight for all opportunities is half based on luck and half on strength. At least for now, they are half lucky.

Other members of the media had no choice but to accept their fate and leave through the main entrance, while others went to interview backstage personnel.

The staff came over and led Xu Ling and Lu Gao into the backstage. The backstage was a bit dark and the lights were not very bright. The venue for the press conference was temporarily built, so it was very good to be able to make it like this.

Lu Gao was holding a bulky camera, which was inconvenient, so Xu Ling was in front of him, scouting the way for him, and the front staff said: "You are really lucky, Director Zhao only wanted to order a family, but Brother Xia said Ask for one more quota, otherwise you won't be able to get in."

He stopped.

"When we get to the place, just go in. The interview time is 10 minutes."

Xu Ling nodded and pushed open the door.

The room is simple and white, with a glass coffee table and two dark red sofas in the center. Xu Ling saw the back of the man, and Xia Qingqi sat on the sofa with them behind his back. Hands with well-articulated upper joints.

Xia Qingqi heard the movement, stood up, walked over, smiled brightly, "Hello."

Xu Ling secretly wiped the sweat from his hands, and the two of them held hands together, Xu Ling also smiled and said, "Fortunately."

He looked at Xia Qingqi's face and saw the mole on the corner of his left eye, which was so small that it could be easily overlooked.

Xia Qingqi was taller than him, and her hands were bigger than him. Xu Ling's hands were always cold because of his weak body, but Xia Qingqi's hands were very hot. Xu Ling squeezed it and was about to let go, but he couldn't pull back.

Tight, hard.

Xu Ling looked up at Xia Qingqi.

Xia Qingqi seemed as if nothing had happened, she quickly let go, and turned sideways: "Please."

Lu Gao just came over with the camera on his shoulders, sweating all over his head, and when he saw Xia Qingqi, he laughed, "Wow, I finally saw a real person, hello, hello!"

Xia Qingqi laughed loudly and agreed to sign for Lu Gao.

The interview started like this, the camera was set up, Lu Gao sat on the high chair, looked at the camera, "Okay, we can start."

There are no windows in the room, only silver-white lights, metallic and cold.

Xu Ling sat on the sofa and opened the folder.

Xia Qingqi looked at him with a smile, and leaned forward: "Before the interview, can I ask a personal question?"

Xu Ling was a little surprised, and said, "Yes."

"Your name is 'Xu Ling'," Xia Qingqi glanced at the name on the cover of the folder, and looked at Xu Ling, "Is this your name since you were a child?"

"Yes," Xu Ling didn't understand why he asked this question, but he answered anyway. Xia Qingqi said with a smile, "Then can I call you brother? I feel a little kind when I see Mr. Xu."

"Of course." Xu Ling glanced at his watch calmly. Three minutes had passed, and there were still 3 minutes left. "Mr. Xia, let's start the interview."

Xia Qingqi raised her head slightly: "Okay."

It was summer at this time, and in the white room, the sound of air-conditioning blowing out air-conditioning served as the background of white noise. Xu Ling happened to be blown by the air-conditioning, and it was a bit cold. He moved a little, and there was not much time. Compress it, and ask: "Why did you accept Director Zhao's movie invitation in the first place?"

"It's actually a very vulgar reason." Xia Qingqi crossed her hands and put them on her knees, "And I wasn't actually invited by Director Zhao. Before Director Zhao decided to shoot this movie, I found Director Zhao Feixing and wanted to act in his film." Movies—whatever the subject matter."

Generally, actors have their own suitable way, and it is easier to attract fans in the way they are good at, and it is easier to establish an image-so Xu Ling is a little curious about Xia Qingqi's thoughts.

Isn't he afraid of some subject matter that he is not good at?

Xia Qingqi smiled: "I probably want more people to see me. Look, isn't it too vulgar?"

Holding the recording pen, Xu Ling said: "Now you have nearly 4000 million fans, and your popularity is already very high. Among the actors of the same period, you are outstanding."

"Not yet," Xia Qingqi shook her head, "Someone didn't see it."

Gee.

Xia Qingqi was also ambitious.

Xu Ling continued to ask the next question: "Then what do you think of the protagonist Yuan Feng in the movie?"

"Yuanfeng is a typical character with positive energy," Xia Qingqi said. "This movie is an adaptation of a novel. I have read the original book. I think Director Zhao Feixing has endowed Yuanfeng with more spirituality. When people read the book, There is often an image of Yuanfeng in the mind, which is a framework, but it may also be a constraint, but director Zhao Feixing, he is really a genius, he gives Yuanfeng more fillers, and this character is more vivid and flexible .”

"Then do you agree with Yuan Feng's views on love?" Xu Ling did not open the folder from the beginning to the end, and the problems inside were very familiar to him, so he looked into Xia Qingqi's eyes and said, "Yuan Feng is in the novel In the original book, due to various factors—family, outside views, etc., I gave up my love, I just want to give the other party ample space, and I don’t want to embarrass the other party—”

"I don't agree," Xia Qingqi interrupted him, and suddenly stood up. Xu Ling was stunned for a moment, watching him walk to the air conditioner, turn off the air conditioner, and the whole room suddenly became quiet.

Xu Ling touched his neck, it was icy cold, Xia Qingqi sat back, Xu Ling said: "Thank you."

"It's okay. I was afraid of the cold when I was a child. I know what it feels like to be blown by the wind." Xia Qingqi continued the question. "Actually, there is nothing wrong with Yuan Feng's approach. Love is a matter for both parties. If love makes one of them feel Burden and encumbrance, it is not love. But if it is for me, I may not let go easily, some people are fate when they meet, no matter how shallow the fate is, it is rare, if you give up, it will be a pity."

Xia Qingqi has a girlfriend, she's an insider, she's not a first-line star, but she's pretty, she sings well, and the two of them have participated in a variety show together. If it wasn't for the time limit, Xu Ling would like to continue the conversation along this line.

Xu Ling glanced at his watch again, and Xia Qingqi saw his little gesture, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I can extend it by 10 minutes——I think interviewing you is much more comfortable than other reporters."

A brightly colored clock was hung in the white room, and the minute hand moved quickly, more than half a circle around.

After four or ten minutes, Xu Ling finished all the questions and answers, stood up, and stretched out his hand: "This interview is over, thank you very much for your cooperation."

Xia Qingqi gently shook his hand and let it go quickly.

Before leaving, Xu Ling grabbed the doorknob, turned around, and happened to meet Xia Qingqi's eyes.

Very...complicated eyes.

Before Xu Ling could take a closer look, Xia Qingqi regained her expression: "What's wrong?"

"I want to ask one more question, other than the interview," Xu Ling hesitated, "Why did you choose us?"

"Because..." Xia Qingqi looked at him with a smile, "You look like my old friend."

Xu Ling wanted to laugh a little.

This sentence was quite sour, and he said softly, "Thank you anyway."

"If you really want to thank you, why don't you come out for dinner some other day?" Xia Qingqi leaned against the wall, arms crossed, "This Friday?"

Reporters are a very magical existence in the entertainment industry. They can determine the rise of a star, and they can also mobilize the masses to drown a star with spit. It is not wrong to build a good relationship with the reporter. The resources behind the reporter can bring them Come many benefits.

Xu Ling has also accepted the overtures of many celebrities, this time he did not refuse, and said with a smile: "Saturday, I will leave the phone number to your agent."

"Well," Xia Qingqi nodded and waved to him, "Goodbye."