"Whirrr..." As Zixia's voice settled, there was a moment of silence around her, and after a short while, a few claps sounded from the chairman's stage, and then... the clapping spread rapidly, filling the entire stands.
It was only when she heard this enthusiastic applause that Zixia came to her senses and remembered everything that had just happened, her face immediately flushing with embarrassment. She was the reporter, yet she had been the one interviewed...
While feeling ashamed, Xin Yun commented with admiration, "Not bad, really not bad... To tell the truth, you're not suited to be a reporter. Your personality, your habits, they all prevent you from being an excellent journalist."
