The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 11 tit for tat
"Let's go, let's go." Luo Yang pulled Jun Ling to the most central position in front of the table, pulled the people away from the seats one by one, pushed Jun Ling up, and found a book on the table that said "Honghu" "The sign was placed in front of Jun Ling.

Everyone was taken aback, almost subconsciously wanting to ask if you are Honghu?
However, the occasion was wrong, and everyone kept their words back in their mouths.

The people below noticed the commotion in front of them, especially when they saw the sign in front of the blue hibiscus, and they suddenly became confused. You must know that in reality, the name "Honghu" has never appeared in any form, on any occasion, anywhere .

Mu Shaocheng looked over with the commotional crowd, and when he saw someone awkwardly pressed in front of the table, his expression suddenly became distorted.

He has never thought about what it feels like to have someone who is looking for someone by his side all the time, but now, he feels it, but he doesn't know that what he has been looking for in his life is not just as simple as an author .

"Luoyang beauty, is it appropriate for me to sit here?" Jun Ling asked secretly beside Luoyang.

Under the table, Luo Yang secretly patted her hand, "Of course, you don't know, as long as you come, even if you tell the big boss that you want to sit in his seat, he will give it to you."

Jun Ling stuck out his tongue and smiled mischievously. At this moment, the host who was interrupted cleared his voice and said, "Today we are very honored to have the author of our book, Honghu. Let's ask Honghu to tell us a few words. talk."

Jun Ling, who was named so rashly, still didn't realize it. He froze for a moment, then smiled and nodded towards the audience, "Hi everyone, I'm Honghu. I heard that many people want to meet me. Are you satisfied with how you look?"

The youthful smile aroused everyone's emotions at once, cheering: "Satisfied!"

"As long as you are satisfied, I hope you are also satisfied with today's activities." After she finished speaking, she was about to lean back on the back of the chair when someone twisted her thigh. When she looked up, she saw Luo Yang winking at her. .

It was only then that Jun Ling thought that Luoyang taught her to thank the readers when she promised to consider it. She was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said, "Well... I also want to thank everyone for your support for me all the time, thank you."

Luo Yang was speechless for a moment. Other authors might have to talk for half an hour, but she ended up with just a few sentences.

Obviously, Jun Ling's brief speech was beyond everyone's expectations. The host hurriedly put down the mineral water and picked up the microphone, and he could even hear a gulp of anxiety.

Mu Shaocheng found a seat and sat down. Looking at the woman on the stage who was wearing a white T-shirt and suspenders and canvas shoes even for such an occasion, she couldn't help but feel a little disdainful. Lady!
"The following is the time for readers to ask questions. The time is 10 minutes. If you have any questions, you can ask Honghu." This is a temporary link to avoid readers' dissatisfaction with Honghu. But his eyes are apprehensive, to please the readers, I hope their cash cow will not go crazy.

However, Jun Ling didn't have much reaction. His eyes swept over the crowd, and it was strange to see the readers whispering in the audience.

Someone in the audience stood up, and someone immediately passed the microphone, only to hear the person ask: "Honghu, we have liked you for a long time, are all your stories fictional?"

Jun Ling turned his head sideways, looked at the girl who asked the question, and said, "It is said that art comes from life, and I think writing books is the same, but I can't say that everything in the world in the book is fiction."

"Then what do you think is not fiction?"

"Change is not a fiction. All stories are bound to have some changes from the beginning to the end. Because of the development of some things, the change in the result is the so-called quantitative change. will change."

"As for the others, if there is anything to say that is not fictional, it is that the relationship between the characters and the characters in the book is not fictional, and that the real-life interpersonal interactions mirror the superficial stories in the book, that's all."

As soon as her voice fell, she was asked again: "When it comes to feelings, there is a topic that we are very concerned about. Your works, Honghu, involve almost all the popular genres. We want to know when you will publish a romance novel. arts?"

"Romance?" Jun Ling was stunned for a moment, very surprised, she glanced at the readers present, "I roughly read it, and the ratio of male to female among the readers present is almost equal, so I also have a more profound question I want to ask everyone, if I write romance essays, will you men read them?"

Most of the romance articles are read by girls, and Jun Ling thinks it is impossible for so many men to read the romance articles.

Unexpectedly, someone answered her question about not reporting her fantasies: "If you are willing to write, we will read it."

As soon as his words fell, someone responded from below, only to hear the person continue: "Honghu has written so many themes, and each of them can write unique new ideas and ideas. We also want to take a look. Will Honghu's romantic essays also open up an era for us?"

In short, what they want to read is not romance, but romance written by Jun Ling.

Unable to tell whether it was moved or shocked, Jun Ling didn't know what to say for a moment.

She paused for a while, then stood up from her seat, sorted out her informal clothes, and bowed slowly to the audience.

Everyone was a little stunned, but she sat down slowly, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, this is the truth. In fact, everyone asks me why I write a book and why it involves so many genres. In fact, I don't quite understand it myself. I feel like I can write as soon as I want, and I am surprised that everyone likes me, but before that, I think you and I are two people, what I write is my business, what I want to write is also my business, what do you want to see, Whether you have any expectations of me is your business, and it has nothing to do with me."

"But today, I have personally experienced everyone's expectations of me. I suddenly feel that I am not alone in my world. I am very grateful to everyone who taught me. As for writing romantic essays, others say they have experienced it. I'll understand it when I'm sorry, I haven't experienced it yet."

The audience applauded again, and the person who asked the question just now said: "We are also grateful to Honghu for bringing us so many unique feelings, so that we can empathize with each other every time. We still look forward to Honghu's romance, and hope that Honghu can Find someone who pleases you as soon as possible."

"Thank you."

"Hello Honghu, I have read all your books, but I don't understand one thing, why can your books involve so many genres?"

When this voice sounded, Jun Ling felt her heart skip a beat. She subconsciously looked over to this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, and saw Mu Shaocheng holding the microphone and looking at her.

Jun Ling gritted his teeth, knowing that wherever he appeared, something bad happened to him.

However, in the public, she still has to keep smiling.

"Sir, you mean..."

"It's not interesting, I just think it's strange that Miss Honghu's writing techniques and idiomatic vocabulary are different in each book."

Is this accusing her of plagiarism?
Jun Ling blinked, "Mr. seems to have a lot of doubts about me, but I'm sorry, I can't explain this. As an author, the plot direction of each book and the personalities of the characters in the play are different. There are no two identical leaves, and there is no guarantee that everyone speaks in the same way. As for writing techniques, they are just different attempts in different periods."

"I see." Mu Shaocheng nodded, and said again: "Miss Honghu has not appeared in public for more than two years. May I ask the reason? I think everyone here is also very interested in knowing."

Such a question is generally impossible to appear, because it was rejected by the staff before such a question appeared, but Mu Shaocheng was blocked by the previous question, and no one expected him to ask such a question.

Now Jun Ling understood that this man was embarrassing himself!
"I think I have already answered this question just now." She pursed her lips slightly, "Before that time, I had been living in my own world, and I didn't know what was going on in the outside world. The world doesn't hold much attraction for me."

"What about now? Do you think this world is attractive to you?" Mu Shaocheng pressed on step by step.

"Yes, now I feel that this world is very warm, with delicious food, beautiful scenery, and lovely readers. As the old saying goes, you can travel thousands of miles by reading thousands of books. I have read thousands of books, and it is time for me to travel thousands of miles. "

"As for the future, I wonder what arrangements Ms. Honghu has?"

"The future?" She chuckled, "I haven't finished today, what do I want to do tomorrow. The future may be vast, or it may only be a small house, but I just need to live this moment well."

"Don't Miss Honghu look forward to her own future?"

"A vision is just a vision, and it may not come true. Instead of wasting time imagining uncertain things, I still want to do something meaningful."

"What does Miss Honghu think is a meaningful thing?"

"Does it count as eating?" She blinked her eyes and looked at the audience, and everyone in the audience burst into laughter, and Luoyang next to her gave her another pinch. Time to eat.

Suddenly, her expression changed, and she said: "Every woman has her own dream of a goddess, and I am no exception. Maybe I will find a caring King Xiang to pursue a relationship and give everything, or maybe I will go out with a horse and a whip." Wherever you want to go, as long as you live every moment well, the future is in your hands.”

"According to Miss Honghu, you are not married yet, are you?" Mu Shaocheng continued to attack, but it was a rare big gossip for readers, and everyone kept their eyes wide open waiting for Jun Ling's answer.

　How would Ling Ling answer?look forward to!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)