"Then... can you say it conveniently?" The reporter was very surprised and surprised. Generally, things like unspoken rules are said privately. This girl doesn't seem to have no brains, so why did she say it?

"Yes." Song Youran didn't think there was anything that could not be said about the two recommendation letters, and he had to take them out anyway.

Others were also paying attention to her movements.

Song Youran took off the backpack and took out a big red hard cardboard from it. The exquisite golden edges attracted everyone's attention.

"This is……"

The reporter suffocated his breath and his eyes burst out instantly.

"This is a letter of recommendation!"

The flashing lights around him kept ringing, making Song Youran's eyes hurt and she felt uncomfortable.

Two more reporters squeezed in front and looked at Song Youran with the microphone, "Miss, your surname is your? Which master's recommendation letter are you holding? Can you tell me about it?"

Everyone's eyes were all turned to Song Youran, and Mo Xintong was not aware of it for a moment and was squeezed for a while, and her face was not very good.

Song Youran ignored the reporter who asked the question, but instead opened the recommendation letter in his hand, put it on the table in front of him, and said to the two staff members: "Register!"

The female staff member had been dumbfounded, and the male staff member pulled her aside and registered by herself.

In the lower right corner of the recommendation letter, there are three big characters about flying dragons and phoenixes dancing, Xu Hongfeng.

It's Mr. Xu!

The reporter was very excited. This was the first one to appear in seven recommendation letters from the seven judges.

The male staff did not dare to neglect the person with the recommendation letter, and carefully filled in the registration form, checked the column of the recommendation letter, and wrote Mr. Xu's name on the back.

When he was registering, Song Youran touched his bag and hesitated.

She just took it and got Mr. Xu's recommendation letter. If she represented the candidate recommended by Mr. Xu to participate in the competition, Mr. Mo would be vacant.

Mo Xintong looked at her movements coldly, "Miss, please hurry up, there are so many people behind you. Do you want them to wait for you all the time? Why are you hesitating? You will never have a second recommendation letter, so which one should you hesitate to use?"

Upon hearing this, Song Youran turned his head to glance at her and smiled, "Miss Mo couldn't read his mind, but he actually saw through my thoughts."

Mo Xintong was stunned and then came to her senses, a little unbelievable.

The people around him were shocked to understand the meaning of Song Youran's words.

What's going on?!

This girl who just turned 18 actually has two recommendation letters in her hand?!

She really played the piano so well that the two judges were impressed by her? Or is the recommendation letters now all are cabbage, and she can pick up several pictures at will when she goes out to the street?

What a joke!

The reporter became even more excited and rushed forward in a hurry, crazy and intense manner. Song Youran didn't expect them to be so excited that they were surrounded, without even a gap.

The male staff called the security guard to isolate Song Youran, which was a little better.

He is much more respectful in his attitude, and a letter of recommendation is amazing. If he has two letters, he must provide it well, and maybe he has a background.

"Ms. Song, can you take out your other recommendation letter?"

Song Youran did not take it out immediately, "If I have two recommendation letters, can I represent the recommended candidates of the two judges in the competition at the same time?"

The male staff looked embarrassed, "I need to call to confirm this, because this situation is the first time that this situation has happened, so I have to ask the leader."

Song Youran nodded to express his understanding, and then he took his cell phone to make the phone.

Two minutes later, he came back with a brighter smile on his face.

"The leader said, yes, you can take out another recommendation letter."

Only then did Song Youran take out Mr. Mo’s recommendation letter, and the surroundings couldn’t help but feel quiet.

Everyone was thinking about something. The one picture just now was Mr. Xu, so who would this picture belong to? Even Mo Xintong couldn't help but take a look at it several times.

Song Youran opened the recommendation letter and put it on the table. Someone who was close to him saw it, widened his eyes, and the afterglow floated strangely towards Mo Xintong.

Mo Zhengquan!

It's Mr. Mo!

Everyone was immediately in an uproar.

Especially when Mo Xintong is here, she can’t help but make random guesses.

What is the relationship between this little girl and Mr. Mo? Why did she have a letter of recommendation from Mr. Mo?

Mo Xintong saw the signature on the recommendation letter clearly, her face turned blue and red, white and black, which was very exciting.

She knew that Mr. Mo had a recommendation letter in his hand, and originally wanted to use it for her to use it directly. At that time, Mr. Mo was in Yuncheng, and she didn't care. It was the same as taking it early or late. Unexpectedly, Mr. Mo came back from Yuncheng and the recommendation letter was gone.

After asking, she realized that Mr. Mo had a fancy to a very talented girl in Yuncheng and gave the letter of recommendation to that girl.

There was no choice but to participate in the Beijing competition and win little by little.

She was obviously raised by Mr. Mo himself, and the Mo family will have her property in the future. She has long regarded everything about the Mo family as a treasure, including the recommendation letter, but someone cut it off the recommendation letter halfway through. How could she swallow this?

Song Youran didn't know what she thought, so she was ready to register and was almost chased away.

Bai Lai was almost annoyed when she was waiting at the door. Seeing that Song Youran finally came out, there were still a string of tails behind her, and the expression on her face was very strange.

Song Youran dragged her suitcase and saw that she was still stunned. She turned around and pulled her, "Lailai, run quickly."

Bai Lai thrust his face and pulled his suitcase to run together, "Just stop calling me, don't you? If you don't call me, no one knows the relationship between me and you. When you call me, everyone will appear."

She looked back at the long list of people following her, and she kept taking pictures of her camera.

"You're going in and you'll become a star?" She ran and said, "Youran, you'll be famous, tomorrow will definitely be the headlines."

Song Youran pulled her all the way to the International Huanlian Hotel behind the International Concert Hall. Seeing that all the reporters were blocked at the door, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This reporter..." she couldn't describe it.

"The reporters are like this. What floor is our room on?" Bai Lai looked up at the surroundings with no need to make a fuss.

The International Huanlian Hotel is with the International Concert Hall and often receives heavy figures. It is considered a high-end hotel and the organizer is enough to invest a lot.

Song Youran glanced at the room card and room number given to her by the male staff.

“On the seventh floor, 7o6.”

The two went up to the seventh floor and found 7o6. It was still a suite with two rooms.

Bai Lai consciously occupied a room with a very satisfied expression.

Song Youran sorted out his things and looked down from the window. He could vaguely see someone squatting next to the flower bed near the hotel. It seemed that he couldn't get out for the time being.

She turned on her phone and sent a message to Yin Yueze.

‘I arrived at the hotel and met a group of crazy reporters.’

Yin Yueze replied, ‘How could there be a reporter?’

Song Youran told him what happened just now, and this time he returned after a while.

'I was not thinking carefully. I asked the branch office to find you. With him, he will help you arrange everything. If you don't know, you can ask him if you don't know."

Song Youran replied, "Oh."

After thinking about it, she asked again, 'What are you doing now? Are you in the company? You have to eat on time, don't drink too much wine when you are in social activities, and smoke less.'

Yin Yueze, ‘In the hospital.’

When Song Youran saw these three words, he frowned and replied, "Why are you going to the hospital? Are you sick? Have you drunk too much again?"

I was a little worried. Yin Yueze was having a social event. What if many people poured him wine, he couldn't refuse to drink the same as last time and had stomach bleeding. No one was taking care of him.

Seeing that he didn't reply, she added a few words, "Where is Nancheng, let Nancheng help you stop the wine."

‘It’s okay, it’s not me, it’s the old man.’

Song Youran stared at the sentence, his fingers were typing significantly slower, ‘Is something wrong?’

When Mr. Yin entered the hospital, it was probably because her note was working, but he just didn't know if they had written it themselves.

Yin Yueze replied: "In the early stage of liver cancer, doctors are formulating specific treatment plans."

‘Oh.’ She replied with a word and stopped talking.

A few minutes later, the phone dinged and a message came in.

‘Go to play well and wait for your good news.’

Song Youran spread her arms and lay on the bed. She slapped her in her pocket and reached out to take it out.

Her little finger hooked her pocket watch and swayed back and forth in the air. She suddenly wanted to log in to the Hypnotist Association to see. She is now in the capital, and even if she is positioned here, she went back after the competition. The other party should not be able to find her for a while.

As soon as he came up with the idea, Song Youran no longer hesitated and took out the chip.

The computer is a hotel desktop computer and successfully logged into the Hypnotist Association.

The main thing I look at is the public chat room, which allows her to get some information about oo4.

What disappointed her was that the people in the public chat room did not talk about oo4 today, they were chatting.

5o2: I took a job and may be leaving everyone for a while. Don’t miss me.
To be continued...