C103 Prayers to the Press Conference

Can't lose to that rumor fictional.

The rectangular conference room could accommodate more than 40 people at a time. It wasn't very big. The staff had already set up the scene early in the morning. Everything seemed to be in order. The commonly used display board was placed in front of the venue as the background of the speaker's seat. The words "Flourishing Prayer Ceremony" were impressively eye-catching. It was a simple and unique logo that shone brightly. The speech stand was made up of three tables, and it was covered with a red cotton cloth. The microphone had already been adjusted, and the circuit equipment was all OK.

The reporters came in in in pairs. Some of them had their work permits hanging around their necks. Some had a work pass on their chests and they were carrying cameras on their backs. They held a recorder pen or a notebook in their hands. When they saw someone they knew, they would chat for a bit. Those who didn't know each other would greet each other and hand over their business cards. They were a group of dog-eat-dog people, no matter how friendly they looked on the surface. They could secretly fight over a piece of script. Their eyes were sharp. They were sharp, eloquent, good at catching, and well versed in the psychology of the masses. Moreover, they were like a flock of ducks that could not be underestimated.

In the end, in the entertainment circle, it was better to offend women than them.

It was about time, and three people came with great expectations. They were the main characters of today, Yan Xuan. Yan Xuan's assistant and assistant Jack, as well as Yan Xuan's previous leader, Cassar. Yan Xuan was wearing a dark striped white shirt, a dark grey tie, a black suit, and long pants. It was a little too heavy to wear such a shirt. Plus, he was wearing sunglasses and had a cold expression on his face. The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became much more oppressive. A few reporters whispered a few words. He swallowed his saliva.

"Are you alright?" Yan Xuan walked into the conference hall and went straight to the speaker seat. He sat down in the right seat. Jack did not get into position immediately. He walked to Yan Xuan and whispered to him. His eyes were full of worry.

"I'm fine." Yan Xuan nodded slightly at him, indicating that he should sit.

"Hello, everyone. The press conference is about to begin. Please be quiet." Caesars wore a grey suit and sat in the middle seat with a smile on his face. The reporters returned to their seats and the venue gradually quieted down. Only the sound of cameras snapping could be heard. There was a flash of light in the middle of the venue.

"First of all, on behalf of the company, I would like to thank all of you for coming." Caesars glanced at the various media outlets below, then secretly glanced at Yan Xuan. He started the story with a clear voice, "About the news report about my company's manager, Mr. Yan Xuan, and the recent promotion of the newcomer, Miss Lyi Yan, two days ago. In order to avoid a misunderstanding and to clarify the facts, we will hold a press conference here. I believe that everyone should have come prepared and prepared a lot of questions. However, in order to ensure the order of the venue, please raise your hand to indicate: Our staff will pass you the microphone. Alright, let's begin. "

After a short speech, Caesars turned off the microphone and leaned back slightly. Yan Xuan switched on the microphone and faced the reporters' bombardment.

"I'll go first. I'm very happy to be able to participate in today's press conference. The main problem on my side is that Miss Lyi Yan and the heir of Polar Light International have made their debut at the same time. However, they have gotten better opportunities and training. Is it caused by Mr. Yan Xuan's personal bias? And this bias is not what the reports say, it comes from the reluctance to part with an old friend. Mr. Yan Xuan plans to create another post-song warmness?" The first reporter to ask the question was considered to be a reasonable and reasonable argument. He seemed to be quite experienced and experienced. He did not dare to be rash.

"The opportunities are equal, but everyone has a different position in the company. As an agent, my main job is to pave the way for my artistes. After finding the notice, Lyi Yan's single piece is currently selling well, and Zhao Wanyi has also made a name for herself in the advertising industry. I don't know what's so biased about this. As for you saying that you will create another romantic song, if you mean creating another song after that, I think that's a good idea." Yan Xuan spoke to the microphone at a normal speed. His expression was calm and even the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He was not reserved.

He was the target of public criticism today, but he was definitely not here to lower his head and plead guilty.

"The song is only one aspect. Now, everyone feels that Miss Lyi Yan and the warm-hearted lady... Whether it was her singing or her image, they were all the same. Mr. Yan Xuan seemed to be avoiding the important part. He keeps denying it. " The question was not over. The man continued to ask, and there was a slight commotion below. Most of them agreed.

"Wen Qing and Lyi Yan are mother and daughter. There is no problem with their appearance and singing being similar. But to say 'exactly the same', to say that Lyi Yan purely relies on blood relations and reliance. For example, for a mother to rise to power. I can't agree with that. " Yan Xuan nodded at Zhang Xiaoyin, who was standing at a corner of the stage. The latter opened the two songs that were prepared in her laptop. They were played through the conference room's audio system. "Let's listen to the two songs first. I will continue to answer your questions."

The first song was Lyi Yan's Hinagiku, and the second song was a warm-hearted dare to love. The two songs were both light rock and roll, although they were not exactly the same. But the similarity between the styles was already very high. Most of the reporters frowned and were a little impatient. When the song was played, they whispered to each other and complained that the time limit of the press conference was limited. They still had a lot of questions to ask. Of course, they didn't come here today to listen to the song.

"Because of these two songs, I can extend the time for the press conference appropriately. But you don't seem to want to hear it. Okay, of course you can choose not to listen to the songs, but comparatively, you can't just say whatever you want." Yan Xuan played the two songs almost exactly the same. He did not wait for Dare Love to finish playing. He nodded and signaled Zhang Xiaoyin to turn it off. The venue immediately quieted down, and the atmosphere inevitably became awkward. Yan Xuan, however, did not think much of it and continued to say, "Not to mention that Lyi Yan's age and experience are completely different from affection, just the development of the music industry for the past eight or ten years. It can't be mentioned in the same breath. Our company respects the uniqueness of the warm style of singing and found its successor. And according to the trend of the current trend and the public's preferences, they made improvements through communication. If one listened carefully, Lyi Yan's song would no longer be the warm style of the song from back then. It was even more vigorous and elastic, shedding the mellow and rich, much fresher. It was also much more tactful."

Facts speak louder than words. Lyi Yan's singing was different from tenderness. No one could deny it.

" Mr. Yan Xuan said so much, but he avoided talking about his personal feelings. He did not seem to be sincere. The whole thing started with the photo. In the photo, Mr. Yan Xuan and Miss Lyi Yan looked very close. The relationship between Mr. Yan Xuan and the warm-hearted lady had once been very heated. I think that everyone present and the fans would like to know more about this. Whether there was any relationship between Mr. Yan Xuan and Miss Lyi Yan apart from working, as well as Miss Lyi Yan's pure and lovely appearance, was it packaged? Was it the same as her mother? Did she develop smoothly by relying on some relationships between men and women? " The first reporter sat down, and the second reporter impatiently stood up. They were not interested in the song itself, and the scandal was the focus of their attention.

"The deceased is already gone. I hope that Madam Wen will be respected at the very least." Yan Xuan did not pause to answer the question. He said in a dignified tone without being angry. There was a hint of displeasure in his tone. "Lyi Yan entered the finals during the talent show and was ranked fourth. In the routine training and evaluation of Sheng Wu, she got four A's and one B's excellent results. Other than that, she also got four A's and one B's. Director Cheng Yu, who was the hardest to speak, gave her a high-profile compliment. At the same time, her performance in various radio stations and television announcements... It was obvious to everyone that whether or not she was going to be promoted by relying on a relationship between men and women, please don't ask me. I'll judge for myself. The hug in the photo happened in the early morning of the day before yesterday. Lyi Yan's family died in an accident. At that time, I accompanied her to G City. The photo was taken in the hospital. I don't know how the person who took the photo felt, but I know how the young lady felt at that time. "

Where did the photo come from? Why did Yan Xuan and Lyi Yan go to G City in the middle of the night? After two days, most of the people already knew. Since they knew, they would not let go. Naturally, there were people behind the scenes who were adding fuel to the fire and stirring up trouble. Yan Xuan knew what was going on. After experiencing this kind of situation many times, there was nothing to be upset about.

"In the end, what is the relationship between Mr. Yan Xuan and Miss Lyi Yan? It is said that Miss Lyi Yan is currently living in Purple Garden. It seems that Mr. Yan Xuan is also living there." The reporters didn't get to the most crucial question, so they just went straight to the point.

..." "Silence. Yan Xuan did not answer immediately.

Compared to the silence at this moment, the reporters below could not help but whisper to each other again. They were discussing their guesses. Jack frowned and turned to look at Yan Xuan. He looked at Yan Xuan's back, which was sitting up straight. He could not help but tremble. Yan Xuan did not go home last night. When Jack found him in the office early in the morning, his phone was on the floor, and he was in a chair. He seemed to have fallen asleep. The result was not as simple as it seemed. He had a high fever. His whole body was so hot that Jack almost applied to Sheng Ruichen to cancel today's press conference!

"Ray?" The silent Caesars called out to him in a low voice, reminding him to continue answering.

"My relationship with Lyi Yan is between an agent and an artiste." The silence did not last long. Yan Xuan's tone did not change at all. It was as if he had just made a small mistake, or he had taken a breath and drank some water. "But because Lyi Yan's parents gave me a lot of help when I first started my career. So, in order to repay me, I will take care of her a little bit more than other artistes. That's all. "

"What does Mr. Yan Xuan mean by taking care of her?" Some people did not give up and continued to ask.

"For example, I helped her rent a house in Purple Garden. For example, I will take care of her life. When her loved ones passed away, I will give her some comfort. That's all. " Accordance from start to finish, all the reports and questions were perfectly answered. There's nothing wrong with that.

This was a successful press conference. It temporarily reversed all the negative comments on Lyi Yan and summarized her hard work and achievements. It pointed out the difference between her and her warm feelings and paved the way for her next development.

Don't coax me anymore, Yan Xuan! I am no longer a child!

I don't want to hear you speak now, nor do I want to see you. Don't come to Grandfather's funeral...

But this time, the photos, the scandal, and the hype really found the right place. With a stab, the stab was very vicious and accurate. Lyi Yan had been hurt, and he had even tasted the pain that pierced his heart and penetrated his heart. And in this conspiracy, there was one most ironic thing that he had to face. The person who understood him the most and knew where he was most vulnerable was not a friend. It was not a lover, but the person who hated him to the bone, the person who grinned at him with a knife.

"Ray, let's go to the hospital. You can't even stand still in your current state! "

"Take me... to the train station."

"Go to the hospital first before going to the train station. Anyway, the funeral is tomorrow morning. It doesn't matter if you go a little later today."

"To the train station, I've booked a ticket..."

Jack drove the car and looked at the stubborn Yan Xuan who was sitting in the passenger seat from time to time. The press conference ended. When all the reporters left, he couldn't even stand up. In front of Caesars and a few other staff members, he slowly laid down on the table. He pulled on the clothes in his abdomen, and the pain made his face pale. With his "previous record," he once again frightened the surrounding people. They did not dare to touch him. They could only ask again and again, How is it? Can you hold on until you go to the hospital, or can you just get an ambulance from the hospital to pick you up? In the end, he asked for a cup of hot water and took a few pills. After lying on the bed for about ten minutes, he insisted on getting Jack to send him to the train station.

"Ray, I can understand your feelings, but you have a fever and a stomachache. How can you take the train to G City?"

"If you can really understand my feelings... Heh, you will find that the power of love is great, uh..."

"To think you still have the strength to joke around! I am really dying of anxiety! He just called Dr. Qi and refused to answer! "

" There should be surgery... "

"Sigh, forget it! I'll go to the train station to make up for the ticket and go with you. You're not allowed to refuse, or I'll immediately turn around and send you to the hospital!"

"Alright... you can go too."

Sheng Ruichen's reproach, Caesars' sarcastic remarks, Yan Zhengyuan's ridicule... The reporters' sarcastic remarks... all of these were nothing. The real "harm" was waiting for him in G City. He clearly knew that... However, like a moth, he could not wait any longer. He wanted to smile and accept it...

No matter how hard it was, he wouldn't let go once he held onto it. This was his promise, a promise worth a thousand gold coins.