Mo Shao's Heart-warming Favorite: the National School Grass is a Girl

Chapter 703

"No matter what, King Chen must not go today!"

"Yes, these people don't have a good thing. They will be ridiculed when they arrive!"

"I think you think too much. King Chen is not a fool. He knows he will be ridiculed, so he won't go?"

……

On the fans' official website, Chenwei are talking.

What they are most worried about now is that Su Chen didn't write it out and has to go to the TV station.

That's rushing to die on the road!

But to say how worried you are, it's not.

After all, in their opinion, Su Chen is not a fool. Only those black powder will do such things as catching up with being ridiculed.

My Chen Wang?

No!

It seems that their understanding of Su Chen is not thorough enough!

Who is Su Chen?

I never know how to write fear words, Queen!

Plus a Mo Yuan who is not afraid of big things... Ask if there are still things they dare not do in the entertainment industry?

No,

After su Chen finished reading the story and turned off the TV, Mo yuan stood up from her very consciously.

Intimately scraped Su Chen's nose: "I'll drive first. You'll change your clothes later."

Yes, from the beginning to the end, neither of them thought not to go!

Because until now, Mo yuan still firmly believes that the song of this Spring Festival Gala is Su Chen!

Feeling Mo yuan's confidence in himself, the corners of Su Chen's mouth also curved slightly.

After changing a dress, Su Chen casually took a book and came downstairs.

However, just as Moyuan's car was about to leave the community door, suddenly I didn't know where to drill out. Several reporters stopped Moyuan's car.

For reporters, although Su Chen's apartment is high-grade, it only takes a little effort to find it.

So now Su Chen's residence is no secret.

Now the whole network is almost paying attention to Su Chen. How can they miss this opportunity?

"Can su Chen give a minute for an interview?"

Of course, the reporter also knows that the only car in the imperial capital naturally dare not delay time.

A trace of impatience flashed across Mo yuan's face, but he still looked at Su Chen.

Su Chen frowned and thought of why they would come.

But she had nothing to hide: "ask."

"According to the Internet, you haven't written the song to be sung in the Spring Festival Gala so far. Is this true?"

"Yes."

"Then why are you going to the TV station this time? You haven't even written a song. Why should you compete with today's king?"

This question is quite sharp. Even if Su Chen doesn't answer well, it will attract a group of ridicule!

But Su Chen didn't seem to recognize the trap in the reporter's question at all. After taking a deep look at him, he raised his book to him: "I'm not writing?"

Reporter: "..."

Are you serious?

Although it takes nearly an hour from this community to CCTV TV station, do you want to write a good song in such a short time?

tell some fantastic tales!

However, just when he wanted to ask something, Mo yuan had no patience.

One minute is up!

He stepped on the accelerator and left here, leaving only the two reporters breathing fresh exhaust in situ.

Su Chen: "

What's the temper of the little suckling dog for no reason?