NovelEnglishSusan and the reporters.
“I heard that you are going to join a crew tomorrow.
This is your first tto work in a crew after winning the prize.
How do you feel now? What’s the difference?” the reporter asked.
Susan sat on the sofa with a graceful smile, and answered, “I am quite nervous.”
“Why do you feel so?”
“When I first played a role, I was nervous, but I was more curious about it.
I’d never been in a TV crew then, so I was curious to find out what kind of a life it would be like.
I wanted to know about the TV dramas and shooting procedure, which leftfeeling more intrigued than nervous.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI love the script this time, and because
I already won an award, I do not want to disappoint my audience.
I pressure myself to a great extent.
I’m worried that I may not present the story well,” Susan answered methodically, which left the reporter feeling admiration towards her.
“I want to ask you about your life.
I heard that you have sgood news to share, and that it will be made public on your birthday.
May
I ask what the good news is?”
That question was not on the interview draft.
Susan’s smile froze as she clenched her fists and inadvertently stared at the camera in front of her.
“Well… You’ll find out later.”
Noticing that, Becky walked up to him, and said, “Sorry, please don’t ask about Susan’s personal life.
Ask more questions about the working arrangements.”
Becky was a well-known agent in the entertainment circle, so the reporter realized that he asked something that he should not have, and apologized to Susan.
Looking down, Susan was a little absent-minded.
That moment, a phone rang.
It was her phone.
The sudden ringtone startled her.
Her expression changed, and she quickly took out her phone from her handbag.
Seeing that it was an unknown number, she subconsciously pursed her lips.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Who is it?” Becky glanced at the phone screen.
“Is it a spam call?
Hang up.”
However, Susan suddenly stood up, and said, “Sorry, I have to take this.”
She then walked away to answer the call.
Becky could not hear what they were talking about, but she noticed Susan’s gloomy expression.
A while later, Susan returned, holding the hem of her dress.
“I’m sorry.
Could we continue the interview somewhere else? It’s a little noisy here and I want to do it someplace quiet,” Susan said with a smile.
“Well… The reporters exchanged glances, surprised.
Looking at Susan, Becky frowned, walked quickly to her, gritted her teeth, and whispered, “Susan, what are you doing?”
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