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Chapter two hundred and ninety-six hug if you want

Among the reporters, there was a female reporter with a good appearance who expressed kindness to Jia Long.

"Haha, so do I. And I feel that in addition to your survival skills, you also said a lot about things to pay attention to outdoors in the live broadcast. It is quite useful for us who run outside all year round."

"What a coincidence, I am also a fan of her, Xiao Longlong. The question we asked just now is too hard to force us. Don't blame us."

Among these reporters, many of them have good intentions towards Jia Long, or even just fans.

"Uh, thank you for your support."

Jia Long expressed a confused look on his face.

This press conference is extremely important to Jia Long.

It means that she will officially break away from the status of an ordinary female anchor and instead receive relatively orthodox media attention.

You should know that it is extremely difficult for ordinary anchors, even if they are big anchors on large platforms, to attract attention from media platforms.

In the eyes of the media and even many viewers, although the online "anchors" are more down-to-earth than serious stars, and even have a low popularity and income, there is still a gap in grades.

But Jia Long is different.

Because as long as she knows the content of her live broadcast, she knows that the nature is completely different from the singing and dancing of ordinary anchors, or just chatting and asking for gifts.

Her live broadcast content is absolutely of sufficient quality and is something that can be used on the table.

If the influence of the live broadcast room has not gradually increased, it will not cause some chemical effects.

No media will start to become interested in her.

"It's finally over. I really want to fly home and have a good rest for a few days."

Downstairs of Dongyu Headquarters, a tall girl stretched her waist and showed her beautiful figure undoubtedly.

What’s strange is that after returning to human society’s cultivation in just two or three days, Jia Long’s complexion returned to the same state, and his snowy skin without too much tanning was whiter and his figure was delicate.

Apart from the fingers, there was a little bit of wounds left in the desert, and the scars remained, it was impossible to tell that she was a person who had just returned from the desert.

This is also a surprise to many viewers.

"Xiaolong, be careful, look, someone is stealing [photos] you."

Liu Shengsheng's voice sounded behind Jia Long.

Jia Long was stunned and turned his head to look.

Sure enough, downstairs, there was a man curled up beside the flowerbed, quietly stretching out his camera behind the green vegetation.

A subtle "click" sound continued.

"snort."

Jia Long's face looked ugly in an instant.

Then take a step forward.

Although her personal points at the end of this mission have not been allocated yet, her previous personal points, plus the combat skills she has learned, have completely overwhelmed ordinary people.

Moreover, the process of hunting certificate assessment does show that even if she fights with the special forces, she will not suffer any losses.

And how could the ordinary man hide behind the vegetation escape her pursuit?

In one step, he rushed to the man's body.

"Deleted the photo."

Jia Long said coldly.

"I have something to say, Master Long, I am your fan. Because I like you so much, I..."

The man was extremely fat, so he could not escape the extremely fast Jia Long.

Moreover, he seemed to have some understanding of Jia Long, knowing that she could even beat special forces, and it would be difficult for him to escape if he lacked exercise.

"My fans? This."

Jia Long was stunned for a moment, then she continued to frown slightly: "Fans are not good either, hurry up, delete the photo for me."

"If you delete it, delete it, do you know? I have even given you a plane to you, stingy."

The fat man muttered.

"I have admired the plane, then... forget it. You can't take photos of others at will without permission in the future. This is an infringement of other people's privacy rights, do you understand?"

Jia Long felt a little softened when he heard that he had even admired the plane for himself.

She thought that there shouldn't be anything she shouldn't have exposed just now. As for the shirts she is wearing now, it's okay to take a photo.

"Hey, don't use it everywhere, we have the right to portrait."

Liu Shengsheng said this behind his back.

However, the man did not respond, just covered his head and ran away.

After letting the man go, Jia Long's expression was strange.

"Shengsheng, am I really popular?" She was very confused.

She is a reporter and a fan who steals [photos]. To her, she is treated like a big star.

"You are still far from here, but from now on, more people will know you may gradually increase. It is best not to be too arrogant when going out in the future."

Liu Shengsheng returned to Jia Long.

"Oh, that's OK, I'm not going to show off. By the way, I want to go home in the afternoon. Should you go with me or stay in East City?"

"I won't go. I didn't tell you last night. There were so many manufacturers and media contacting me, and many detailed negotiations were asked by me to do it. How could I leave? And even if you rest, you can't rest for too long. Some things on my side need to be solved by yourself."

After agreeing to Liu Shengsheng, Jia Long's heart was still strange.

From a small online anchor who has no attention or is not very concerned, she has become a little celebrity that many people know overnight. For her, her mentality is really not easy to change for a while.

I went back to the hotel to get my suit, put on a backpack, and put on torn clothes I wore all the way through the desert.

In addition, Jia Long, who was carrying a "dashed bucket" in his hand, said goodbye to Liu Shengsheng.

After leaving the hotel gate, she took a taxi and prepared to rush back to the station in her hometown county town.

But along the way, she found that the taxi driver kept aiming at her.

Although Jia Long is already eye-catching enough because of her appearance.

But the driver's gaze was obviously different from the usual "looking at beautiful women" when others looked at them, as if they knew her.

"Little girl, you should have been on TV. I remember seeing you."

The driver finally spoke and asked Jia Long this question.

"Uh, I haven't been on TV."

Jia Long has never been on TV, at least in her memory, it has not appeared like this.

"It's weird, how did I remember watching you? It seems to be doing something. Oh, I saw the news last night. You were chased by a tornado in the desert, right?"

"I should be right, is the TV broadcast too?"

Jia Long had no idea that his camera was actually broadcast on TV media.

Asked by the taxi driver, he rushed to Dongshi Station without stopping all the way. Jia Long felt that there was still a lot of sight around him.

"Hello, Master Long, can you take a photo?"

She was just wondering if someone knew her, but someone came over to ask for a photo.

"Wow, is this the barrel strong? He actually brought it back from Saudi Arabia. Master Long, can I hold it and take a photo with you?"

"Uh... the bucket is strong? OK, just hug me if you want."

Jia Long didn't know that netizens had brought her back from her arms thousands of miles away and was ready to use it as a souvenir to name it "Bottle Strong".
Chapter completed!
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