Chapter 263： Are you mentally ill?

When Luo Qiao could see who the person above was, her eyes shrank slightly.

At this time, the noisy crowd around was also quiet. Whether it was media reporters or fans, they all looked at the huge screen.

The woman's face was clearly displayed, and after that, she saw the beautiful and lovely sister in their impression suddenly began to scream, collapsed and shivered in hysterics, her face was pale and her eyes revealed fear.

It's not a normal person at all.

The surroundings were quiet, followed by a huge wave of discussions in an instant!

"My God, what is this?"

"It's Luo Qiao! The person in the video is Luo Qiao!"

"What's wrong with her? She doesn't seem to be normal."

"Hurry up and shoot, fuck, big news!"

On his side, Jiang Qingyu felt Luo Qiao's tight body for a moment, lowered her eyes and chuckled, and she turned her head and said warmly: "Qiao Qiao, do you think that is you?"

The surrounding area seemed to calm down suddenly, Luo Qiao stared at the embarrassed woman in the video, her body motionless.

She didn't even hear Jiang Qingyu talking to her.

Jiang Qingyu looked at her like this, only to feel that her breathing was extremely smooth. She turned her eyes and glanced at the assistant beside her indifferently.

The assistant lowered his head to express his understanding and turned to the media area.

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted: "Luo Qiao is there!"

The media reporters were like flies smelling the carrion, and they gathered towards her frantically, flashing strobes, illuminating people's eyes.

At the same time, their sharp questions also sounded instantly:

"Miss Luo Qiao, is this you in the video? What is going on?"

"In this video, your state is very wrong. Is it irritated?"

"Miss Luo Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

"Miss Luo Qiao..."

"..."

The crowd was crowded, the microphone was pushed in front of Luo Qiao, countless pairs of eyes stared at her, questioning, stimulating people's eardrums.

Luo Qiao was squeezed back in high heels, and Jiang Qingyu let go of her at this time, allowing reporters to rush towards her from all directions.

The flash shining so hard that people could not open their eyes, Luo Qiao's nerves seemed to be pierced by a needle, and she frowned and staggered back.

"Miss Luo Qiao, please answer me."

"Why don't you answer? The image in the video is very different from what you usually show, what's the matter?"

"Are you mentally ill?"

The last question came out, and the people around him took a breath.

"Mentally ill!!"

"Oh my God, it really feels a bit like!"

"Still in the entertainment industry with mental illness? You should stay at home!"

"I heard that some mental illnesses will kill people..."

The discussion kept digging into her ears, Luo Qiao's brain buzzed, and then opened her eyes, as if she saw countless magnified flying insects flying in front of her, her pupils contracted, she turned her head abruptly, and screamed: "Go open!"

She shook off these things subconsciously. The female reporter standing in front of her was unprepared, and her microphone was knocked to the ground.

The reporters were quiet for a moment, and then watched Luo Qiao scream back and fell to the ground.

The appearance of her at the moment caught everyone's eyes. These reporters looked at each other, followed by their eyes for a moment of excitement. Is this... ill! !

Suddenly, the flash was crazier than before, and the question was louder than before.

The crowd kept squeezing here, all eyes fell on Luo Qiao.