Chapter 200: Chapter 200: I Fell in Love (5)
"Are you journalists?"
"Yes." The boy holding the camera smiled, "Doing a feature on university students’ military training. We’ve informed the school about it too."
"Is that so?" Dallas Taylor nodded and didn’t speak for a moment.
Journalists, the uncrowned kings, possess an incomparable voice to ordinary people.
He’s seen quite a few and doesn’t find anything special.
"Hello, Instructor," a girl next to him saw his silence and quickly smiled, "We indeed have the school’s permission. Please take a look, here’s my press card. Our feature this time is ’Finding the Most Beautiful Barefaced School Beauty’. The girls in your group are all quite pretty. Is it convenient for us to take some photos and conduct interviews? It won’t take long, half an hour will do."
"Finding the Most Beautiful Barefaced School Beauty?" Dallas Taylor scoffed and instinctively glanced at Mia Ginger.
Mia Ginger pressed her lips together, her expression stiff and cold.
That look, as if she had a deep-seated hatred for journalists.
"Yes, entertainment news. It needs to be interesting. The ’school beauty’ is just a gimmick. Mainly, we want to showcase the energetic spirit of college students. With the new school year starting, freshman military training is a pretty good opportunity." Another girl explained, looking at Dallas Taylor with anticipation.
Actually, they could interview and take photos during the students’ breaks, but time would definitely be tight.
They had just stepped out of school themselves and knew that break times during military training were very short.
It would take too long to wait until the lunch break.
Students would be eager to eat, so it might be difficult to capture anything. If they could get the instructor’s cooperation, that would be great.
"What do you think?" Dallas Taylor uncharacteristically sought democracy, turning to face the group.
"Sure, just take a few pictures."
"Which newspaper are you from?"
"What kinds of questions will you ask? It feels a bit nerve-wracking!"
The girls started discussing animatedly, most of them looking forward with anticipation.
Except for Mia Ginger standing in the middle, who remained silent and exceptionally indifferent.
"We’re from the news website under the Cloud Capital City Newspaper. Just some common questions, like is military training tough, what do you feel coming to the school, and so on," said a girl holding the camera with a cheerful smile.
"Quiet." Dallas Taylor suddenly said, "Raise your hand if you agree."
With a "swish," more than thirty girls raised their hands simultaneously.
Military training was really exhausting. Getting such a break was an opportunity not to be missed.
Especially—
Who knows, you might even become famous?
A national school beauty; who wouldn’t want to be in the limelight?
"Alright then." Dallas Taylor turned back to the journalists, "You have half an hour."
"Thank you, Instructor." Of course, the journalists beamed with joy.
Mia Ginger’s face suddenly turned ugly.
She watched as the male journalist who had taken photos earlier looked down at them, then approached her.
"Look, you’re quite pretty in these." The boy assumed she was worried about looking unattractive in photos and quickly showed them to her like a treasure.
"Delete them." Mia Ginger said coldly, "Delete all the ones that include me."
"Huh?"
"What do you mean ’huh’? Didn’t you hear me say delete them?" Mia Ginger said impatiently.
"Um..." The male journalist, just in his early twenties, blushed and hesitated.
"I’ll say it again, delete them."
"Alright then." The boy looked at her helplessly and deleted the photos.