Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 297: I Became the Golden Master of Men

Lin Language is a well-known host in the country.

The show she hosted had a plain name: "Interview in Lin Language".

Don't look at the name, it's simple, but the show has always been extremely popular, and the threshold for inviting guests is extremely high.

As a host who has seen the wind waves, Lin language can become uninspiring under any circumstances.

But she's a little nervous today.

Because today's guest, she's always been a man and his wife.

A miracle in the history of Chinese films, it has embraced many domestic and foreign title of shadow emperor, and has been hailed as a man of an era.

Kashimakino.

Although few works have been produced in recent years, just mentioning the three words Pamuno can still cause countless screams.

More than at this point, the screaming of the scene is almost overthrowing the roof.

Lin stood up and watched the two of them walk in with their hands.

She suddenly held her breath and felt the couple walking towards herself with their hands, like a perpetual scroll.

A man over forty years of age had no age at all, with a smile on his lips and a few fine lines around his eyes, elegant and charming.

The woman walking beside him was tall and dressed in an extremely skilled professional suit with a sophisticated makeup and a touch of red lips.

Twenty years ago, no one in the entertainment world was prettier than Miss Lu. Twenty years later, she is still the Zhu Sha mole in many people's minds.

When the two sat down, Lin noticed that Pamuno had helped Madam's waist.

It was just a subconscious move, and neither husband nor wife noticed it.

Lin saw it, and she had a smile on her face.

When the two of them sit down, the interview officially begins.

“I was surprised when you promised to attend our interview," asked Lin. "It is well known that you have never had a separate interview. What struck you this time? ”

Pamu Wild said, watching Azhao sitting beside him, laughed: "Then you must thank my wife, she has always loved the show. ”

Lin Language looked at Zhao very cooperatively and made a very grateful appearance: “Thank you to Chief Lu for your appreciation. ”

She clapped softly: "So, who's in charge of Bertie and President Lu at home? ”

Azhao said softly: "Makino is in charge, I don't like trouble. ”

Pamuno was very cooperative: "Yes, I'm in charge of everything. ”

In the amazing look of Lin, he added: "But I listen to everything my wife says. ”

“Pfft!” Lin chuckled, "You're so funny. ”

The topic turns to a more serious one.

Lin: “As we all know, your family background is very strong, but at the same time you are fully famous for your commitment. What makes you work so hard? ”

Pamuno thought, "Because my mom says if I can't make a career out of the entertainment world, I'm going back to inheriting the family business. I can't help it, I dare not try. ”

Zhao couldn't help laughing and took a picture of Pamuno's hand: “Don't be ridiculous! ”

Bermuno also cared that it was at the recording site and grabbed her hand.

“Okay, I'm kidding.” He explains it in a serious tongue.

“I'm trying because...” He looked at Zhao with his side, his lens pulled closer, and his eyes were full of emotion.

“My wife said she particularly liked watching me stand on the podium, watching and shining. ”

Lin Language stuck.

She looked at the man as if he had taken an oath:

“So I will always try not to ask for the light, but to keep her on the lookout. ”

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Another story is over. Start a new chapter tomorrow.

Say a blue thing, main line PK kneels.

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