The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

This time the situation became even more critical.

Suddenly, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and Gu Weimian felt a microphone hit the back of her head hard.

Her head buzzed and her eyes went dark for about three seconds.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she and Ning Quruo were completely separated.

Ning Quruo was stuck in the crowd not far away, like a drowning person, constantly pulling and pulling, trying to get closer to her direction.

Gu Weimian felt that this was not possible, the whole situation was out of control.

These reporters were too excited and something might really happen. She was already trapped in it and she couldn't let Ning Quruo get trapped in it too.

And if Ning Quruo can really hold her back and show the completely protective posture before, it will not be good for the whole situation, but will intensify the emotions of these reporters.

She waved her hand to Ning Quruo with difficulty and wanted to speak, but she felt that her throat was blocked by a ball of cotton.

The microphone and camera next to her were still blaring in her face, people were pushing people, people were squeezing people, the people in the back were affecting the people in the front, and it was inevitable that they would end up squeezing into her.

The reporters who squeezed to the front didn't care about anything else. On the one hand, they wanted to prevent being squeezed out by the people behind, and on the other hand, they anxiously asked Gu Weimian questions and took photos, fearing that Gu Weimian would run away.

At this time, no one noticed that Gu Weimian had been knocked several times and his whole body was already shaky.

Just when Gu Weimian felt like he was about to suffocate, a man who looked older was pushed up by people from behind. He was holding a microphone in his hand and was about to pounce on Gu Weimian.

The microphone was facing Gu Weimian's eyes.

At the critical moment, the reporter brother twisted his body with difficulty and bumped into a nearby camera, making a loud noise.

In the process, he also grabbed another person who was pushing forward and said with a grin: "Calm down, calm down!"

Gu Weimian made a decision in an instant and simply grabbed the microphone from the hand of the reporter next to him.

The reporter was stunned for a moment when his microphone was snatched away.

Gu Weimian raised her chin, her dark eyes staring at the male reporter in front of her, "Ask."

The reporter's eyes widened. He never imagined that such good luck would fall on him.

He pointed to his nose, his face showing both joy and disbelief.

Before he could confirm what Gu Weimian meant, he saw that Gu Weimian's face was touched by the microphone that rushed out from the side again. His whole body tilted and he almost fell to the ground.

The reporter brother got angry and pushed the hand away, "Do you have any basic skills? If something doesn't hit your face, you don't know it hurts, right?"

He was not very tall, but he had a loud voice. This voice made everyone fall silent and wake up from the questions they were asking.

As the reporter brother spoke, he stood forward and formed a small human wall.

Gu Weimian smiled at the reporter. In fact, after the few pushes just now, her clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

Now she is still a little unsteady, but she is holding on strong.

"You ask."

The reporter brother didn't expect that Gu Weimian was really willing to be interviewed by him, and he was very happy.