"Why are students so dirty now?" Zhao Yiyi frowned when she saw the situation downstairs. "So many reporters, you will definitely be besieged by them when you go down. I think you should go to the dormitory to rest for a while first, and wait until they leave before leaving."

Jun Qing was unmoved: "They knew I was inside. If I didn't show up, they wouldn't leave."

"Then..." Zhao Yiyi pondered for a moment, "I'll call Sister Wan?"

At this moment, He Siyun also came over.

After all, it was just a college student. She didn't know what to do when she encountered such a scene for the first time.

"Or otherwise, I'll ask a few classmates to come and help?"

"No need to be so troublesome." Jun Qing withdrew his gaze from outside the window and smiled comfortably at the two of them, "Yiyi, call the driver and ask him to drive the car downstairs, and we'll leave now."

Lin Fengwan cannot relieve intimate thirst.

The longer they spend upstairs, the bigger the incident will be. At that time, more reporters will probably come over, and things will only be more troublesome.

Zhao Yiyi and He Siyun looked at each other, and no one had any good solutions, so they had to deal with it according to Jun Qing's arrangement.

Standing on the window and watching the driver drive the nanny's car nearby, Jun Qing turned around and walked towards the elevator.

"Remember, no matter what they say in a while, you don't want to speak!" After waiting for the elevator, Jun Qing turned his face to look at Zhao Yiyi, "Don't explain, don't lose your temper, don't do anything, just help me open the car door."

In this case, if you say the wrong thing, you may be taken out of context by the reporter. The best way is to not respond.

"Okay." Zhao Yiyi responded quickly.

"What about me?" He Siyun asked.

The elevator doors separated, Jun Qing followed Zhao Yiyi into the elevator, blocking He Siyun who wanted to follow: "You stay upstairs, don't go down."

There is no need to drag He Siyun into this kind of mixed water.

She will not do anything to go downstairs. If she can't keep her temper and get angry with the reporter, she will lose her reputation.

He Siyun looked worried: "But..."

"It's just a few reporters, I can handle it." Jun Qing raised her chin to the script in her hand, "I'll send the script to everyone today, and we'll have a chance to practice tomorrow."

The young girl in front of her was always calm as before, and He Siyun was also much calmer: "Then be careful."

Jun chuckled and responded, reaching out to press the button on the first floor.

As the elevator went down, Zhao Yiyi, who was standing behind her, took several deep breaths.

Feeling her nervousness, Jun chuckled and turned his face.

"It's not the first time this kind of thing happens. You're not so nervous, are you?"

When she was holding down the microphone on the stage, she was surrounded by reporters. The scene was much more exaggerated than this.

"I..." Zhao Yiyi lowered her eyelashes, "I'm not worried about the reporter, I'm... worried about you."

Zhao Yiyi still remembers the last time that Jun Qing collapsed directly in front of the reporter.

"Don't worry, Jun Qing is no longer the same as Jun Qing in the past!"

He raised his hand and put his sunglasses on his face. Jun Qing tidied up his hair and walked out of the elevator door with his head held high.

Zhao Yiyi pursed her lips and ran after her.

"Jun Qing is out!"

I don’t know who shouted, but when he saw Jun Qing walking out of the building door, several reporters turned around and rushed around her.

"Who was the man who drank coffee with you in the coffee shop that day?"

“Is the cover of “Fashion Pioneer” he bought for you for money, right?”

"Don't you feel ashamed of being on your body?"

...

Originally, Zhao Yiyi had been calm and silent, but just helped Jun Qing block the reporter's camera with her arm.

When she heard the words "body is up", she was so angry that her face turned red, and she couldn't control her body and was about to have an attack.

"you……"

Jun Qing grabbed Zhao Yiyi's arm and pushed her in the direction of the car.

"Get on the bus!"

Zhao Yiyi came to her senses and bent over and got into the car.

A reporter saw that the two were about to get in the car. They waited for a long time but had no gains. They were anxious and grabbed Jun Qing's backpack.

Crazy-

The shoulder bag slid down from Jun Qing's arm and fell to the ground. The mobile phone, notebook, signature pen, lipstick and other items inside immediately rolled to the ground.

Jun Qing bent down and picked it up. The reporters could take a shot with some news value, and rushed forward and pointed the camera at her.

One of them was squeezed by the reporter behind him, and his knee hit Jun Qing. The girl shook her body and fell to the ground.

"stop!"

With an angry shout, a figure rushed into the crowd and stepped forward to block all the shots.

"What are you doing?"

A Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared halfway through, and the reporters pointed the camera at the man who rushed out at the same time.

I recognized Mu Yichen in front of me as another person involved in the photo, and several reporters questioned him loudly.

"How long have you been together?"

"A student revealed that Jun Qing had an abortion. Was he with your child?"

...

Hearing the word "abortion", Mu Yichen's face instantly turned black. He grabbed the reporter's collar and waved his hand and punched him hard in the reporter's face.

The reporter was not prepared and took two steps back and fell heavily to the ground.

Several reporters rushed up and surrounded him.

"How can you hit someone?"

"That's right, you're responsible for this matter!"

...

"Responsible?" Mu Yichen's eyes swept over everyone coldly, "Are you responsible for the criticism of a young girl like this? Do you have any evidence to say that to her? Can you be responsible for your own remarks? You have the kind of a way to come to me. What's the ability to bully a little girl? You can shoot me, shoot me!"

He rushed forward and pulled over a reporter's camera and fell heavily to the ground.

"I was the one who hit people, and I was the one who threw things... You took photos, you reported, you wrote me, you scolded me!"

The man who had always been gentle and gentle roared, waved his fists, and pulled several reporters regardless of the matter.

As he cursed, he suddenly shook his body, waved his hand in the air, froze weakly, raised his hand to cover his chest and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Mu!"

"Mr. Mu!"

Li Yang and the driver rushed over, pushed away the reporter, and grabbed Mu Yichen's arm.

Jun Qing didn't care about the things that fell on the ground, and rushed over to support Mu Yichen. Li Yang turned around and took the spare medicine from the car and stuffed it into Mu Yichen's mouth.

"Mr. Mu, medicine!"

Several reporters were scolded but did not reflect on them, but just pointed the camera at Mu Yichen.

"You are intentional injury."

"We just want to expose people like you!"

...
Chapter completed!