The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

In order to sell books, Hong Kong Island booksellers negotiated with Shao Ting and Shen Lingjun to hold a reader meeting.The two didn't agree at first, but the bookseller paid three visits to the thatched cottage and spoke sincerely, the two couldn't bear it before they agreed.

Editor-in-Chief He received the telegram, so he bought a boat ticket and came to Hong Kong in person to take away a photocopy of "Our World" that had already been printed.

The day Editor-in-Chief He came came just in time for the reader meeting, and the Xu family sent a car to the Central Bookstore in the commercial street. Students from Hong Kong Island got the news and came early to wait in line for admission.

He was led into the bookstore through the back door, and seeing the long queue, he took off his glasses and wiped his eyes.When she saw Shaoting, Xu Yanran was smoothing the collar of the young man's shirt.

The tall and handsome man beside him glanced back at him. Editor-in-Chief He has a very good memory. In other words, this Mr. Shen, whom he had met a few times in Xu's house, really had an unforgettable face. .

The man leaned close to the handsome young man's ear and whispered a few words. The young man immediately looked up. Editor-in-Chief He hurried over. Eye.

Shao Ting was also infected by Editor-in-Chief He, his nose felt sour, and he patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder vigorously: "Editor-in-Chief He, long time no see!"

Editor-in-Chief He had tears in his eyes: "Yes, it's been three years. I thought I would never see my husband again in this lifetime."

"That's right..." Editor-in-Chief He quickly stopped, the expression on his face changed, and finally he couldn't help crying and laughing, and held the hand of the young writer who was no longer childish in front of him.

After shaking it vigorously, he said with emotion: "Mr. Xu, I knew you would never give up writing. A person like you is born to write novels. How can you give up?"

"What's the difference between this and breaking a bird's wings?" Editor-in-Chief He said, lowering his head and continuing in embarrassment, "When you get older, you can't control your emotions."

Xu Yanran handed over a handkerchief: "Editor He, I've really thanked you for coming to Hong Kong Island to pick up manuscripts. I should have just got off the boat to pick you up for a rest."

Editor-in-Chief He waved his hand, wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, raised his head and smiled heartily: "How could Mr. Qianfeng miss the reader meeting? What are you doing for a rest? I came here specially for a set of autographed books."

Then he said to the handsome man with a calm expression: "This is Mr. Lane, your English version of "The Great Way of Immortals". I specially asked a friend to bring back a whole set from the United States. Your translation is really good."

Shen Lingjun smiled and replied, "It's a great honor to be praised by the editor in charge of the original book."

Editor-in-Chief He looked at him, and went to see Shaoting again, smiling even more relieved this time. When Shaoting wanted to say something to him, Editor-in-Chief He said to the two of them: "That's great! That's great! Young people should Go out and break out of your own world."

"Editor He, the manuscript is kept by mother, and I will let my aunt take you to get it later." Shao Ting said.

The staff over there came over and said politely but also anxiously: "Mr. Xu, Mr. Shen, it's time to get ready and get ready."

Editor-in-Chief He waved his hand: "Understood, you two don't have to worry about me, after the meeting is over, we'll talk again when we have time."

Shao Ting thought about it, and said goodbye to Shen Lingjun, Xu Yanran, and Chief Editor He, and the two followed the staff to the front desk side by side.

Editor-in-Chief He stood there, looking at the back of the genius writer that day, Xu Yanran did not urge him, until he could no longer be seen, Editor-in-Chief He followed Xu Yanran and walked towards his seat.

Xu Yanran suddenly said: "I once said, even if you don't write it, so what, the whole family is not short of your manuscript fee."

Editor-in-Chief He understood, and heard the lady continue: "Thinking about it now, I have said many wrong things in my life, but this sentence is the most wrong."

He turned his head to look at this graceful lady, and saw her smile brightly: "You are right, some people are born to fly in the sky, they fly thousands of miles with their wings on their backs, and an ordinary person like me almost puts his Wings snapped."

Editor-in-Chief He shook his head: "Ms. Xu, that's an exaggeration, you don't need to feel so guilty."

The lady just looked at him and thanked him sincerely: "Editor He, in fact, I should have said thank you long ago, not only to you, including Mr. Shen Lingjun, including those who have always supported Shaoting's writing, see people who have lived, or who have never met."

"I'm really grateful. Fortunately, you still support him. Otherwise, if I really listened to my advice back then, I would be a sinner through the ages now."

Editor-in-Chief He also looked solemn, and he said: "Ms. Xu, the one who really decides that Mr. Xu can write is himself. And we are the ones who want to thank him for being willing to continue writing."

After all, the two looked at each other for a long time.When they got to the middle position arranged in the first row, they looked at each other and smiled.

No more words.

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Before the opening, sitting on the stage and watching the scene where there were less than 100 people in the audience, I also worried that I would be nervous, and I would lose face by stuttering.

When he really sits here, it may be that he has come into contact with more people in the past few years, or it may be that the people around him calmly held his hand and squeezed it. He turned his head to look, and the person bent his eyes and smiled at him. .

My heart became quiet, and I listened intently to the host invited by the bookseller, who took the questions from the readers, said a few witty words in a clear voice, and introduced the identities of the two of them. There was warm applause from the audience.

The host asked several general questions, such as: "What made you decide to go into writing fiction?"

Shao Ting also replied routinely: "I was just a reader myself. I read too many novels, and occasionally I thought I could try to write. After all, people who like to read novels will always have some strange things in their minds." s story."

The host looked down at the card, and then asked: "This question is about Mr. Xu and Mr. Ryan. How did the two meet and decide to go to the United States to cooperate together?"

When Shaoting went to see Shen Lingjun, he knew that this person wanted him to answer to save trouble.

Shen Lingjun smiled and said: "Shaoting's father was my teacher for a short period of time, and my aunt was my mother's friend. Later, when I went to the Shanghai stock market, my mother specifically told me to visit the two of you. The first time I met was to go to Xu's mansion in Shanghai, at that time..."

Thinking of Xu Huaiqing and his unconscious sister, Shen Lingjun paused for a moment, as she couldn't say anything.

But thinking of the scene I saw for the first time at that time, I ran into the scene of the "scandal" between my teacher and my sister, and turned to face his son again.

Even Shao Ting remembered the first time they met, blinked at Shen Lingjun, and he said in a serious and witty manner: "He was watching the scenery on the terrace, and I passed by the terrace, and we met each other right away, and we got to know each other."

The host said: "It's very romantic for the two of you to meet for the first time. If one of the two is a lady..."

The host showed a meaningful smile, and everyone in the audience laughed along with him.

Shen Lingjun also laughed and said, "That's not love at first sight, but love at first sight."

Immediately, the atmosphere on the scene became much more relaxed, and many people laughed again.

The host asked a few questions that were not very interesting, such as "What difficulties have you encountered since writing", "Is there any plot that impressed you in Chinese translation into English", but in short, it was a question that could not go wrong.

Fortunately, the people who came down from the stage were all readers of true love novels. The two authors spoke clearly and did not answer perfunctorily. The reader meeting went on smoothly.

Seeing that there was still time left after all the questions were chatted, the host simply said to the audience: "Let's pick two more readers, do you have any questions that you would like Mr. Xu or Mr. Shen to answer?"

Dozens of readers in the audience raised their hands enthusiastically, and the host randomly selected a girl who looked weak and stood up, but opened her mouth and said: "Mr. Xu, you were slandered and even called a traitor in the Shanghai stock market. I left the Shanghai stock market and came to Hong Kong Island for a while, and did not write in Chinese during this period. Can I understand that you left the United States and chose to publish in English because you were completely disappointed with the Chinese environment?"

The girl's speech is not slow, but her pronunciation is clear and her voice is not low. She just started to speak out and there were people talking softly in the arena, and the more she spoke, the whole arena became quiet.

Everyone looked at her first, thinking in their hearts: This girl is such a sharp question.

Then I sighed: I really dare to ask.

At the same time, they are also curious about how the young best-selling author will answer.

This is a question that is not easy to answer. It is hypocritical to say that there is no resentment, and it is easy to make a fuss about resentment.

"In fact, what I have always hated is this era." The person on the stage said suddenly.

"I've never held a grudge against this country."

The young author suddenly smiled embarrassedly, but soon he also showed melancholy. It was a look of nostalgia, a look of awakening after a loss, a look of cherishing and missing because of remorse.

"I said I didn't hold any grudges. It seems that I... am too madam-hearted?" Shao Ting was thinking about how to sum up his remarks, "But I have always regarded this era and the country separately. Some people say that this is the best era, A hundred schools of thought contended and ideas collided, and the two industrial revolutions brought about technological and historic development."

"Some people also say that this is the worst era. Countless wars and aggressions are going on all over the world, and no one can stay out of it." He sighed, "In this era, what is wrong is not the country, but the rolling wheels of history. It is doomed to be precarious. In such a special environment, you cannot be alone in the prison and judge the right and wrong by the country alone."

"Student, look at the change of dynasties in history, can you break away from the environment of that era and just judge right and wrong in black and white?" Shaoting looked at the girl seriously, "I have resentment and even fear in my heart. But it's not about this country, it's about this era."

After listening to the girl, she didn't know whether she agreed with the answer, but she also replied very seriously: "I've been taught, I will keep Mr. Xu's answer in mind and think carefully."

After this girl, the host probably had lingering fears, and it took a while to choose again, and after careful identification, he picked a boy with an honest and honest face.

The boy lived up to expectations, he asked a gossip question.

He was very curious and asked the two people: "Mr. Moenwind and Mr. Ryan, as far as I know, you two are worth a lot now, and you have as many fans as big stars in the United States."

"But I've never heard of the scandal between the two. Don't you two have a girlfriend? Or haven't you met a girl who makes you fall in love?"

Throughout the ages, no matter whether you have both fame and fortune or a noble character, the public is most interested in lace news.

When this question came up, not only the host thought: What a good question.

Even a group of readers pricked up their ears, eager to hear the emotional stories of famous writers.

The two people on the stage looked at each other, and looked at you. They all looked a little... You know me, but they just couldn't tell.

Xu Huaiqing from the audience also curiously asked Mrs. Zhang and her sister: "Shao Ting and Ling Jun have never even talked about their girlfriends, right?"

Mrs. Zhang is used to it: "Shao Ting can do whatever he wants. He puts all his heart and soul into writing, so it's not surprising that he doesn't want to talk about his girlfriend. Mr. Shen... We don't care what people do when they're in love or not."

Xu Huaiqing thinks about it too: "They are all adults, they have the freedom of their own choices, and indeed it is not a big deal even if they never get married in their whole life."

Only Xu Yanran curled her mouth and rolled her eyes silently. She realized that her brother and sister-in-law were worthy of being husband and wife in this respect, so naive to be together.

"Personal relationship issues, publishing it will add trouble to him." The young writer spoke first.

The answer is self-evident, even Mrs. Zhang was surprised: "Since when did you have someone you like? Which girl is it?"

The young writer on the stage said again: "If you ask me again, I won't tell you, please respect your privacy."

Seeing that Xu Shaoting kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything more, the host quickly brought the topic to another person: "Then let's wish Mr. Xu to pursue his sweetheart as soon as possible. It's been more than a while—"

"I've only had one relationship so far."

The host's words were interrupted.

The host didn't expect that everything went so smoothly before, and everything got out of control when the readers asked questions freely.

The weather was about to enter winter, but he really wanted to reach out and wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Shen Lingjun looked around the audience for a week, and very naturally put his arms around the young author's shoulders and led him up.

Completely did the host's work together, and said with a smile directly: "Okay, it's time for the signing, everyone should line up in an orderly manner, don't be crowded, and be careful of stampede accidents."

The host who was robbed, and Xu Huaiqing and Zhang Shi who were still confused in the audience, and even the editor-in-chief He asked Xu Yanran: "Oh, which girl, what do you mean by hearing Shaoting's words? Have you not pursued success?"

Xu Yanran gritted her back molars and replied: "Who knows, maybe he caught up with her long ago, and was eaten to death by a girl."

But parents and relatives are definitely more concerned about relationship issues than readers. Zhang and Xu Huaiqing said they don't care. Now that their son is 22 years old, there are very few boys around this age who are not married and have children.

He suddenly learned that these two older men both had a crush, and that Shen Lingjun had also had a relationship experience before. When the autograph session was over, Editor-in-Chief He asked them who their crush was.

Xu Huaiqing said: "Lingjun, I thought you were going to be single for the rest of your life, but you also had a girlfriend? Have you broken up now? Why didn't you make it to the end?"

Xu Yanran said, "How do you know you didn't break up?"

"Did you break up?" Xu Huaiqing was surprised, "I thought this kid was too high-sighted, and he was going to die alone."

Mrs. Zhang glanced at him and sighed, "Your words, Xiao Shen, don't take it to heart."

Shen Lingjun was surprised when he heard this, and turned to Shaoting and said: "Mr. Xu is really good at judging people."

But when asked again, both he and Shao Ting talked about him, and they didn't reveal any relationship life anyway.

The few people changed the subject, and as they walked, they saw Xu Shaoting and Shen Ling falling slowly at the end. Looking back at them, they were already more than ten meters apart.

Under the withered yellow branches and leaves all over the sky on the boulevard overhead, I couldn't hear what they were talking about.

Shaoting knew that this person said to him: "Mr. Xu is really good at seeing people. I am probably going to die alone."

"It's not that your vision is too high." He replied.

"Well... I'm very thankful now that I have a very good eye."

"After getting along for a long time, I realized that senior brother, you are actually very narcissistic."

"There is no way. When you are young and the people around you give feedback to you, you are excellent. It is difficult for people not to be narcissistic."

Speechless by Shen Lingjun's frank answer, Shaoting was silent for a long time.

The man suddenly squatted down and said coaxing a child, "Let me carry you through this journey."

He watched Xu Yanran and the others walk further before he lay down on this person's back.

When he was walking on the road at the end of autumn on Hong Kong Island with his legs lifted up, he leaned into this person's ear and said, "My aunt and the others will definitely scold me when they see it. Have you thought about how to explain it?"

The man replied seriously: "Because you don't want to walk, I will naturally carry you on my back."

This time the other party directly pulled his ears, obviously protesting this explanation with actions.

In the distance, two girls who looked like students came up two steps away. They wanted to ask for autographs from the two famous authors and translators, but when they saw one of them carrying the other on their backs, the two girls stopped in their tracks.

Somehow, the two of them thought in unison that they shouldn't bother.

I always feel that this is like a painting, a scene, a warm autumn scene that should not be interrupted...