Several reporters operated sophisticated floating microphones, ignoring Bai Wei and pointing them at Qu Jian'er's face.

Qu Jian'er sighed, "Ah, I never expected that you would be the only ones who would stay by my side and pursue me relentlessly."

Hearing Qu Jian'er's unusually inappropriate words, the others had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

But Qu Jiaorou became alert.

Qu Jian'er's acting was exaggerated: "To thank everyone for your support, I have decided to reveal to you my thrilling, tear-jerking, touching, and inspiring growth story before I entered the entertainment industry. Come on, those with money, please support me financially."

Bai Wei instantly understood, and she snatched the coat from Qu Jiaorou's hand.

After shaking out the clothes, collect the star coins one by one.

Naturally, no one wanted to pay, but they saw that Qu Jian'er seemed determined to remain silent until she paid.

Thinking it wasn't worth much, they resigned themselves to throwing a few star coins into their coats.

Seeing this, Qu Jian'er took out her phone with satisfaction and quickly searched for a tragic short story.

She was reading a boring and heart-wrenching piece of fast-food literature when she got to the climax.

The reporters realized what was happening.

"You're still reading from your phone? Is it a script? This doesn't sound right. What are you talking about?"

"Wait a minute, this sounds so much like the mindless novel my cousin reads."

"So you were just fooling everyone, fooling the audience!?"

Immediately, these reporters nearly lost their composure and almost launched into a tirade of profanity.

After being exposed in public.

Qu Jian'er wasn't embarrassed at all.

She has an extremely thick skin.

The topic was naturally changed.

Qu Jian'er said seriously, "Oh no, you've discovered my little secret. Since you insist on forcing me to tell the truth, I have no choice but to comply."

Upon hearing that Qu Jian'er was finally going to officially broadcast live, everyone was overjoyed.

They gripped the microphone tightly and braced themselves.

Qu Jian'er made up a classic bedtime story from her past life: "Once upon a time, there was a Fairy Castle on the Green Green Grassland. In the castle lived a lonely and helpless beautiful girl in armor. In order to survive, she, with her immense strength, learned to collect scraps, break stones on her chest, learn how to care for sows, and eat 8 tons in one meal..."

Everyone was completely dumbfounded: WTF?

A female reporter, driven to the brink of madness, confronted her bleak reality and cried out, "What are you talking about? We want to know why you pushed someone!?"

Qu Jian'er gestured to everyone not to rush: "It'll be soon, soon we'll start making up stories about the beautiful girl's middle school life."

Everyone nearly suffocated in the oxygen-filled air: You know you're making this up?!