788: C788 Public Relations Through Live Broadcasts

C788 Public Relations Through Live Broadcasts

"I know English and F. Do you also know German?"

"This is the same translator. Isn't she too conceited?"

"I think she will make a fool of herself."

"Yeah, the same translation requires an independent language system at the same time. This is too difficult!"

...

Wanwan took a deep breath and picked up the microphone. She made a "please" gesture with Mr. Smith.

As the old man's ancient German was transmitted through the microphone, almost in the next second, a pleasant female voice was heard. It was neither fast nor slow, cold and gentle at the same time.

There was not a single person who stuttered.

The German voice was even softer, and the English translation that Yan Wanwan translated was even louder.

Those who could understand German at the scene were shocked to find that Yan Wanwan's translation was precise and precise. There was not a single error!

Smith finished his speech.

The woman's English translation ended almost at the same time.

Smith revealed a satisfied smile and could not help but give a thumbs up to the Eastern woman in the teacher's seat. He said to Yan Wanwan alone in German, "Yan, you are very good. Thank you!"

"It is my honor to be able to serve you." Wanwan stood up and gracefully performed a western bow.

After a few seconds of silence, there was a thunderous applause.

They cheered for Yan Wanwan's outstanding translator!

Corkel whispered in surprise, "Wan Wan, you are too amazing! Nora is about to die from anger. She must be thinking that she gave you a chance to show off for nothing, hahaha!"

Wanwan looked at Nora who was beside the stage. She gritted her teeth. In her eyes, other than disbelief, she was more unwilling to accept it!

Why was Yan Wanwan able to do it even with the translator?

She remembered that this woman did not learn German when she was in university!

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After the instructor's evaluation, it was the Q & A segment for the reporters.

As expected, the first ten minutes were still normal questions. After ten minutes, the reporters and audience seemed to be unable to hold it in anymore as they looked at Yan Wanwan with sparkling eyes.

"Yan, I want to ask a personal question. Who is your lover? Can you tell us?" The reporter was obviously a wily old fox, a wily old fox. " Don't misunderstand, I don't mean to pry into your secrets. I heard that your lover is a gentleman with excellent appearance and potential to become a top male supermodel! "

"I don't want to gossip, I just want to discuss work."

"This question..." Wanwan paused and subconsciously looked at the man in the VIP seats.

When she saw this, Wanwan's heart skipped a beat and she secretly shouted, "Oh no."

Sure enough, on the huge screen of the scene, there was a scene of Yan Wanwan. Her eyes were especially obvious in the thousands of pairs of eyes on the scene. The cameraman followed Yan Wanwan's gaze and moved the camera to the VIP seats.

With this, everyone immediately noticed Fu Sihan sitting in the first row.

There was no other reason. His appearance and temperament were too outstanding.

Furthermore, everyone else looked at each other in confusion. Only his legs were crossed and he was calm and composed. Not only did he not look east to see who Yan Wanwan was looking at, but he also did not look east to see who Yan Wanwan was looking at. Instead, he quietly looked at the Eastern woman on the teacher's seat for a year.

That gaze was like winter skiing, and it was a delicate gentleness that belonged only to one person.

"Wah - -"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Immediately after, someone recognized Fu Sihan, and the discussions became louder and louder.

Even the big shots in the VIP seats looked at this unfamiliar face at the same time. They had been thinking about who this person was.

"Yan?" The reporter urged him with a smile.

Wanwan said, "Today is the night of the competition. I think it's better if I don't occupy everyone's news because of my personal matters."

"No! We want to know!"

An excited female voice suddenly came from the audience.

Then, one after another, the voices rose and fell. :

"Yan! What is Wanwan Sihan? "

"We want to know private matters!"

"Right! We want to know!"

...

Most of the people who spoke were young people.

Super Model had always been a very tolerant activity. Other than the contestants' performances and the mentors' evaluation segment, it was very casual at other times. It could be seen from the judges' seats that there had once been someone bare-footed.

Therefore, it was not out of line to ask about gossip at the competition venue.

Of course, the most important thing was that Wanwan's live broadcast of KISS a few days ago and the fact that the number of gifts given by the live broadcast had broken the record had already caused an uproar in the circle.

The older generation were even more tolerant. Anyway, they had already passed the professional segment and were free to ask and answer. There was nothing wrong with being more interesting.

Besides, who didn't like gossiping?

Everyone saw that Yan Wanwan did not speak for a long time and switched targets.

"Sir, east of the VIP seats, sir! May I ask - what is your relationship with Yan Wanwan? "

"The one in the east of the VIP seats, sir! May I ask - the person who kissed Yan Wanwan that day in the live broadcast room was not you!"

"Sir, east of the VIP seats! May I ask - did you specially come to see Yan Wanwan?!"

"The one sitting east of the VIP seats, sir! Please answer!"

...

For a moment, only the word "Mr. East of the VIP seats" was left in the venue. Everyone tacitly quieted down. The cameraman switched the camera between Yan Wanwan and Fu Sihan, waiting for either of them to speak.

No one knew where these people's voices came from. They clearly did not take the microphone.

"These people are really bold. They actually dare to force Simon to speak." Kerr whispered to Yan Wanwan.

... "Probably, the ignorant are fearless." Wanwan rubbed her forehead and thought about how to end this topic.1

However, from the looks of it, if she or Fu Sihan did not give these people an answer, it would be very difficult to end this topic.

Seriously, why did such a proper competition need to be arranged to adjust the atmosphere? For the first time, Wanwan felt that the design of the Super Model segment was really unreasonable!

Just as Wanwan was thinking about how to deal with it, on the big screen, the calm and composed Dongfang man reached out his hand.

Very quickly, someone understood his meaning and handed over a microphone.

Wanwan did not have time to think about what he wanted to do when the man's soft and pleasant voice sounded by her ear.

He used the authentic London accent and sounded very gentlemanly, but his words were still domineering and straightforward -

"I am the one in the live broadcast room."

"I'm here to see Wanwan."

"Wanwan is my lover."

"As for Wanwan Sihan, you can ask the YY netizens. "

"My name is Fu Sihan."

"[Do you have any other questions?] If you have any, ask another day. This question ends here."

After Fu Sihan finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.

It was dead silent.

Even the cameraman forgot to cut the camera. The scene kept staring at Fu Sihan until the man put down the microphone and did not speak anymore.

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