Competition Organizing Committee.
"Okay!" The training teacher raised his hands and patted the air, "That's it for our class today. Everyone's performance is very good. There is not much time left for the semi-finals. I hope everyone will seize the time and strive to have the best performance in the semi-finals. Performance."
Smiling at everyone, the teacher bent down and packed up the books and materials on the table. The students also packed up their own things, said goodbye to the teacher and left in twos and threes.
Ning Xiaofei stood up and walked over with her book in her arms, "Teacher Zhou, I have a question that I don't quite understand. Can I detain you for two minutes?"
The training teacher looked at the professional books in her hand, with admiration in her eyes, "It's okay, you ask?"
Ning Xiaofei raised several questions she had encountered in reading the book before, and the training teacher gave serious instructions and answers. Ye Qiao and several other students saw this as an opportunity to learn, and took the initiative to come over and listen.
Not far away, Miranda curled her lips, stole her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom. She immediately turned on her cell phone and dialed the number of a reporter who had stayed before.
"Reporter Lin? I'm Miranda, let's take some time to chat?"
"No need to take time, I'm waiting for you downstairs now!"
"Really? Then I'll come down right away!"
Miranda hung up the phone excitedly and was thinking about how to cheat Ning Xiaofei in front of reporters.
After a while, the elevator went down and she walked out of Qilin Building with a smile.
Noticing reporter Lin not far away, he immediately smiled and waved to him.
"Reporter Lin, here!"
With one voice, he instantly attracted the attention of all the reporters waiting outside the door.
"Are you Miranda?" a reporter asked uncertainly.
Unexpectedly, they actually knew her. Has she received so much attention recently
Miranda felt proud and immediately smiled at the other party.
"Yes, I am Miranda!"
Hula—
In an instant, a crowd of reporters surrounded her and aimed their guns and cannons at her face.
Until this moment, Miranda had not realized that something was wrong and was still making coquettish gestures for the camera.
"Ms. Miranda, did you study media in Europe before?"
"Yes!"
"Is this XX College?"
"How do you know? Yes, I graduated from there."
"So, does Miss Miranda really have to get her diploma?"
"I..." In one sentence, when asked about her pain point, Miranda was speechless, "This... of course."
"But I have checked online and asked the school. You did not get a diploma. You were dropped out of the college and later transferred to another college to retake courses."
Miranda's face showed panic, "That's because I..."
"Did you get expelled from school because you sent pornographic photos to the professor?"
"Are your grades more important than your body in your mind?"
"Fengyun International has officially issued a statement to remove you from the competition. What do you want to say about this?"
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Sharp questions came to her face one after another. Miranda stood among the reporters with a pale face, already speaking incoherently.
"Don't ask, don't take pictures... I don't know... I beg you... I don't know anything..."
Being surrounded by a crowd of reporters, she was unable to squeeze out of the crowd. When she saw several practitioners passing by, she screamed for help, but no one paid attention to her.
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