Chapter 943: Accept Interview Reporter Cried

The original “Beautiful Moon” song was relatively cheerful. The television station had equipped Xia Wanyuan with an entire dance troupe.

Xia Wanyuan changed the song at the last minute and canceled the backup dance.

Not only did she cancel the backup dance, but Xia Wanyuan also canceled the accompaniment. She got Uncle Wang to send the Fallen Phoenix Zither and she played it herself.

Xia Wanyuan sat on the stage and raised her hand lightly. Her light singing and the melodious sound of the zither accompanied by snowflakes lingered in the entire venue. The audience in the live-stream did not even dare to comment, afraid that they would disturb this mood.

After the song ended, Xia Wanyuan had already stood up. The audience was still immersed in the performance.

“Happy New Year, everyone.” Xia Wanyuan smiled at the camera, the snowflake-shaped crown on her head shining under the light.

The venue suddenly erupted with shocking cheers and applause.

Xia Wanyuan glanced down the stage and met Jun Shiling’s smiling eyes. The dimples on Xia Wanyuan’s face appeared, and she walked back backstage with her dress.

In the studio, the person-in-charge was unknowingly dumbfounded. The staff sighed at the side. “What kind of godly reversal is this? Xia Wanyuan’s performance feels much better than when she was rehearsing.”

After Xia Wanyuan’s performance, Jun Shiling wanted to leave directly, but Xia Wanyuan had sent him a message and asked him to wait for another half an hour. After all, Xia Wanyuan had promised Strawberry TV that she would be interviewed by the media after the show.

The program on stage continued, and the backstage interview area was already filled with media reporters.

“Xia Wanyuan, look here!” Just as Xia Wanyuan walked in, the sound of the shutter rose and fell.

Xia Wanyuan rarely appeared in front of the media. This time, they finally found an opportunity and everyone prepared a basket of questions.

However, after a few rounds, everyone was so tired that they wanted to give up.

When asked about Xia Wanyuan’s works and television dramas, she would answer very seriously.

However, once there were questions that wanted to trap Xia Wanyuan or some questions about her private life, Xia Wanyuan’s martial arts skills appeared. The reporters did not manage to pry any useful information from Xia Wanyuan. Instead, they were tricked by Xia Wanyuan into giving her a pile of information.

[Haha, Xia Wanyuan is indeed a professor at Qing University. This brain is not something the reporters can get around.]

[I’m dying of laughter. The reporter’s speechless sigh just now was so helpless. He wanted to get information about Xia Wanyuan’s boyfriend, but he didn’t manage to. Instead, Xia Wanyuan found out where he lived.]

After answering nine questions, Xia Wanyuan was ready to wrap up. “There’s one last question.”

“Miss Xia, I saw a program list for the gala. Your original program was ‘Beautiful Moon’, right? Why did it change to ‘Snow Falling South Mountain’? When did you compose this new song?”

Xia Wanyuan did not plan to save face for the television station. “There’s a problem with the dance team prepared by the television station, so I changed the program. I thought of the song an hour ago. Alright, that’s all for today’s interview. Goodbye, everyone.”

The media reporters and audience in the live-stream: ??? What do you mean by I thought of it an hour ago? Big boss, can you come back and tell me the details?

However, Xia Wanyuan’s elegant figure disappeared from the live-stream. At the same time, Jun Shiling stood up and left the audience.

At that moment, everyone’s attention was focused on the venue. No one noticed Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan leaving the venue together.

“You’re very beautiful today.” Jun Shiling took out an entire bouquet of roses from the car and handed it to Xia Wanyuan. He did not have the habit of sending flowers in the past. Now, every time Xia Wanyuan finished her performance, he would send her a bouquet.

“Thank you.” It was undeniable that Xia Wanyuan liked such small gifts. “Where are we going now?”

“Get in.” Jun Shiling pulled Xia Wanyuan into the car.

About an hour later, the car stopped at the foot of a mountain in the suburbs.