Chapter 325 Poor Little Reporter

One o'clock in the morning, the night is as cold as water.

It stands to reason that guests participating in the film festival need to register a day or two in advance. But Zhou Qingfeng, people from the film festival are now begging him to go, registration and so on are just floating clouds. Now he sits in a taxi, chatting with the driver and asking where a suitable hotel is.

As it was dark, the taxi was even more dimly lit. The driver in the front seat took a look at Zhou Qingfeng through the rearview mirror, and said, "I have a good hotel to introduce, the service is very good, and the lady is very pretty."

"I don't want any hotel with good service, as long as it is close to the film festival venue. It would be better if it is cheaper." Zhou Qingfeng felt ashamed when he said this. He didn't have any serious clothes, so Feng Wan spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy him a suit in the provincial capital, and even slipped him 20,000 dollars in pocket money. With such a girlfriend, I really have nothing to say.

The driver heard that Zhou Qingfeng was going to participate in the film festival, and then saw that he was carrying a brand-name suit casually, but he was wearing a very ordinary suit. He just regarded it as a foreign reporter participating in the film festival. "Now the hotels near the main venue are full. Now, you can only try your luck at a farther place.”

The main venue of the Shanghai Film Festival is the Shanghai Theater, which is the city center. They were all high-end hotels that were extremely expensive. When he heard that there were no rooms in the hotel near the venue, Zhou Qingfeng could only ask for a hotel that was a little closer. But when we got to the place, the front desk clerk replied very enthusiastically: "Sorry, our place is full."

"It's full too?" Zhou Qingfeng wore big sunglasses, dragged his suitcase in one hand, and carried his clothes in the other. He ran from Tianyang to Shanghai, but couldn't stay in the hotel. "Are all the rooms full?"

This five-star hotel is luxuriously decorated, and the night shift staff are also very qualified, but she can't solve the problem of the guest rooms, "It's a film festival now, and many people come to see the stars, as well as various reporters. Unless There is a reservation, otherwise we can only say sorry."

Heck..., Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to come out of the hotel again. The place he was in was already out of the city center, but he didn't expect that there was still no room. It would be late at night, and he, who was unfamiliar with the place, had nowhere to go.

Not long after standing at the door of this hotel, another taxi came. A young girl got out of the car and hurried into the hotel dragging her suitcase. Not long after, she also stood outside the hotel and sighed like Zhou Qingfeng. Both of them couldn't find a place to stay with their luggage, and only you looked at me and I looked at you.

"Hi! Are you an actor?" The girl asked in greeting.

Zhou Qingfeng looked down at himself and asked, "How do I look like an actor?"

"The young people who come to Shanghai at this time are dragging suitcases and carrying high-end suits in their hands. Aren't they just young actors who want to walk on the red carpet tomorrow?" The girl said pitifully, and she didn't know she was mocking Zhou Qingfeng Still mocking myself. She held out her hand, "Let's get to know each other, my name is Ma Li, a third-rate reporter from a third-rate fashion magazine, and I'm no better than you."

"Uh... hello." Zhou Qingfeng didn't introduce himself, but just asked, "Do you know where there is a hotel where I can stay?"

At this time, Zhou Qingfeng didn't care about the distance, as long as he could stay. But Ma Li sneered, and said: "I have visited more than a dozen hotels, both high-end and low-end, and the fare is enough to stay in a high-end hotel for one night, but I didn't find any room. It's a shame that I didn't book a room at this time. Disaster!"

Ma Li is tall and tall and wears sunglasses. She is not very beautiful, but she has a familiar temper as a reporter. When both of them didn't know what to do, the front desk clerk of the hotel suddenly ran out and shouted, "Sir, Ma'am, we just had a reserved guest who couldn't come, now we have a double room, which one of you two wants to stay?" of?"

"Me!" Ma Li was still feeling sorry for Zhou Qingfeng just now, but when she heard that there was a room, she ran faster than a rabbit. It's just that Zhou Qingfeng watched her run in quickly, and came out in frustration after a while and said, "Hey! Don't you have nowhere to go? How about we rent a double room together? But I warn you,

Don't think I'm falling for you, I just want to save some money. "

In fact, with Zhou Qingfeng's physique, he could go without sleep for several days. But it’s okay not to sleep. It’s too stupid to stand on the street with a suitcase and clothes stupidly. Now I have nowhere to go and can only live with this female reporter in front of me.

"Okay, I'm fine." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, agreeing.

Click...!

As soon as Zhou Qingfeng agreed, the camera in Ma Li's hand suddenly flashed. He asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Take a picture, I want to post it on Weibo. If you do something wrong to me, you will never escape. By the way, take out your ID card, and I will take a picture of it as evidence."

"Don't even think about it." Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to cause trouble for himself, he would never show his ID card.

"You... have no gentleman's demeanor at all." Ma Li complained very dissatisfied. But the reason why she ran out to find Zhou Qingfeng was because she had no money, and she couldn't even complete the film festival interview without saving a few words.

After a stalemate for a while, Ma Li had to compromise, and the two of them lived in the hotel. During the check-in process, she kept secretly taking pictures of Zhou Qingfeng and uploading them on Weibo. It can be seen that this girl is very courageous, but she is very scheming, not reckless.

The double room in a five-star hotel is not bad, Zhou Qingfeng is about to rest after taking a shower. And the little reporter Ma Li is still playing with her camera and making phone calls from time to time. She is constantly trying to find a way to contact the agents of various stars, asking for an appointment for an interview or something.

It's just that the little reporter has been dating for a long time, but no one cares about her at all.

"Damn it, these dogs look down on people's trash. Some people actually said that our magazine is too famous, and I lowered our social status by being interviewed." Ma Li was so angry that she wished she had dropped her mobile phone.

But after getting angry, the little reporter yelled frantically again: "I managed to get an interview opportunity, but no one is willing to appreciate it. These celebrities are all snobbish, even if I interview for five minutes! I’m only allowed to take a few photos to hand over.” ⑧± Miao(.*) Pen ⑧± Pavilion ⑧±, o

Seeing Ma Li getting angry, Zhou Qingfeng sat aside and laughed, the girl gave her a vicious look, and cursed: "Smile, laugh, what's so funny? You're just a young actor who wants to rub the red carpet, what right do you have to laugh?" I?

I think you may not even be able to get close to the Shanghai Metropolis Theater tomorrow. I heard that the security there has suddenly been strengthened several times. Except for certified media and film and television practitioners, others will not be able to get close at all. "

"Really? It really sounds like a headache." Zhou Qingfeng looked indifferent, he felt that with his own ability, it shouldn't be difficult to enter the venue.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng didn't look shocked at all, Ma Li herself was even more depressed, "Oh my God! I'm dead, I'm really dead now, I promise the editor-in-chief that I will be able to complete this interview. But now I haven't met a single star.

God, please send me a celebrity to interview, okay? Even third-rate stars are fine! If I don't hand in my script when the film festival opens tomorrow, I'll be fired. "

"Hahaha..." Seeing Ma Li's funny face, Zhou Qingfeng's stomach ached.

Ma Li had a straight face, "You freak, what are you laughing at? After taking a shower, you wore big sunglasses. Now it's just you and me in the room. Who are you afraid that anyone will recognize you? Really, no big star ever met you. , My life is really miserable when I meet someone who pretends to be a big star!"