The reporters on the scene were confused. You said what you should say, and you said what you shouldn't. what else can we ask?

The reporters who realized that this was a hard bone, rationally shifted their goal to Yan huaisong.

"King Yin, do you choose to set up your own personal studio at this time because your contract with Yaosheng is about to expire and you are ready to set up your own house?"

Yan huaisong had expected that someone would make an article about this, and said calmly: "from just now on, what we have been saying is that we will set up our own independent studio affiliated with Yaosheng. This sentence means that we are still Yaosheng's artists, just another way of saying, and the working environment is better than before."

"Did Yin Tianwang have any specific new goals for the establishment of the studio? For example, when will a new album be released, and what are your expectations for the sales target of the new album? "

"As a singer, releasing albums is naturally the main task. As for when to go out and how to go out, it all depends on the specific arrangements of the company. It's not convenient for me to answer here. As for sales targets, it depends on how much my fans can suck up, not how much I expect.

Compared with Yan ruoxuan's straightforward, Yan huaisong had been in the circle for many years, obviously more evasive and circuitous.

These reporters who tried to dig out some explosive news from the two brothers and sisters soon realized that although Yan huaisong was not as aggressive as his sister, it was not a simple thing.

A topic, often by him to turn away, very cunning.

After some inquiry, the reporter choked and didn't ask anything. After going back, he couldn't figure out how to arrange the two brothers and sisters out of context.

After watching the complete press conference, an Ruixin couldn't help sighing: "this guy has grown up a lot."

"Who has grown up a lot?" Ji Chengze's voice suddenly came from behind him, which scared an Ruixin.

"You're back. Have you eaten? Shall I ask the kitchen to get you something to eat? " An Ruixin looked at the sky outside and said with concern.

"No, I just ate it outside. what about you? Have you eaten? Are you better today? "

An Ruixin's stomach is not feeling well recently. Ji Chengze has to touch her stomach almost every day when she comes back. It seems that as long as she does, an Ruixin's stomach will get better.

An Ruixin grabs Ji Chengze's hand and turns his eyes helplessly: "I eat several meals a day. When have I been hungry?"

Recently, her stomach is not feeling well. Ann Ruixin seriously suspects that it's because she has eaten too much recently. But she can't say this. Otherwise, mother Ji will be sad again.

Ji Chengze didn't think so. He continued to touch her stomach and said with regret: "after eating so much, why don't you grow some meat?"

An Ruixin was puzzled: "do you just want to see me grow meat? Don't you guys all like girls? Is it better to be thinner? "

"You look good in my eyes, but if you're a little fatter, you feel better."

It took an Ruixin a few seconds to reflect what Ji Chengze's hand feeling meant. She blushed and glared at him angrily.

Ji Chengze had a smile in his eyes, and he was about to kiss him.

Who would have thought, at this time, a cry successfully broke the beautiful atmosphere between the two.