After thinking about it, Yang Yi felt that it was a fresh experience of being hypocritical occasionally, so he nodded and agreed to Sean's opinion, and then turned to the reporter below with a gloomy face: "Since that's the case, I accept your apology. I have to say that you have to thank the Chinese-style education I received. This kind of education advocates being generous and tolerant to outsiders, rather than being eye-for-eye for tooth. It seems that in comparison, it is similar to some of the admonitions in the Bible." While the boy forgave the other party in a fake way, he did not forget to promote Chinese culture, which was a matter of time.

"Thank you so much, gentleman," the reporter seemed relieved and thanked him loudly. Then he suddenly turned his head and asked everyone's most interested in: "So after you get your understanding, I think I should exercise the essence of a reporter, that is, to dig and discover the truth. My question now is, are the sentences that the beautiful lady just read just now, you wrote them on the spot?"

At this time, some people suddenly realized that if the previous words were written by this young man before, it only proved that he could rely on his talent, even without the experience and insights of being there, he could portray some things he had never seen and heard with his own eyes to life. But it was not as magical as before, his talent was so magical that he was against the sky.

But Yang Yi's answer made them excited: "It is indeed live writing, but it is because I have had some inspiration before, but because I am currently focusing on the writing of commercial best-selling books. I still maintain a cautious attitude towards pure literary works, and I want to wait until I don't worry about survival. Then slowly write down those thoughts and inspirations in my heart."

"It seems that what a writer once said was that writing was born in suffering, and in fact it is not necessarily correct?" The question was another reporter. In addition to the students and parents of students, there were also many media in California. Sean was invited to promote this event in advance.

"I cannot deny the views of my predecessors in this regard. In fact, I have experienced difficulties myself, but everyone's past practices are different. My personal choice is to keep it covered." Yang Yi nodded very gracefully, thinking that although it was a hardship experienced in his previous life, labor and capital are undoubtedly people who have had such experiences. Don't be denied by you just one word.

"That is to say, the scattered paragraphs of the works just now are actually your personal experiences and insights. But in order to prove your writing talent, different backgrounds are set for those experiences and then expressed them with different themes, right?" After the normal question-and-answer session began, the media reporters who had explained in advance began to interview Yang Yi one by one, preparing for the publicity offensive of this marketing campaign.

"It is true, but not all. Some of the works are insights that I have only after I have experienced certain things, while others are not. They are purely inspired by writing inspiration, such as those written before the second drama of "Twilight". I do not have the experience of the protagonist, especially the description of the text is a woman who has personal desires in some aspects..." Speaking of this, the boy deliberately showed a slightly awkward expression, which caused those who understood him to laugh in a low voice, and then continued to explain: "Writing like this is when I personally abandoned my self-awareness and wrote from a third-party perspective, purely experimental nature, to see if I can use absolutely rational and objective thoughts and feelings to describe complex human nature."

"I think you have succeeded. At least after hearing those passages, I personally felt very shocked." The young female reporter was obviously a literary youth, and praised this orthodox literary theme that would never be willing to be interested in.

"So Mr. Yang Yi can reveal whether there are any specific writing plans for the paragraphs described earlier? Or is it better to have a roughly determined title?"

Yang Yi pretended to be thinking, and after a while, he nodded: "The first clip, I think everyone has seen that the protagonist is the first perspective of a girl. But what I want to say is that this is not a description of a young rebellious girl in Queens or Brooklyn. It is different from Bella, who is in the small town of Citigroup. Even if she meets Edward, she is still on the land where she was born. In fact, the perspective of this work is a German girl living in the Sulian prisoner-of-war concentration camp, a story from the 1940s to the 1960s..."

Before the boy finished speaking, a "Oh" sound came from the reporters and teachers below. Compared with all the people present, there were not too many people who made such exclamations, but they all understood the sensitive parts of the subject. Therefore, someone immediately interrupted him: "Sorry, I think I need to confirm again, Mr. Yang Yi, the story you just said is the first perspective of a German girl, recording the story of her living in the Sulian prisoner-of-war camp? So have you considered that books on this subject may not be able to be promoted normally in your country?"

That's what it means. Sure enough, someone asked him and gave you an award of "Citi Country Good Teammates". After hearing someone ask this question, the boy couldn't help laughing in his heart, but a silence appeared on his face: "Why do you ask this? Perhaps this gentleman, your impression of our country is still thirty years or even earlier? If I were you, I would definitely conduct an investigation in advance and then consider whether to ask this question. At least for the supervision of public opinion, no country would be willing to let go of freedom, and our China has actually done much better than before."

In his heart, boys also have a lot of criticism about some of the public opinion policies of the upper class of his country. If he wants to give a score, it will be around 3:5 to 4 points. He is barely involved in the score line of high scores. But in front of outsiders, of course, he has to promote himself. Yang Yi has always been a group that clearly determines the boundaries.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, some of the reporters below disagree, while others showed curious expressions. The former is mostly an anti-China standpoint or a prejudice media about China, while the latter is a relatively pure journalist: "In this way, our understanding of the Eastern country seems to be a little insufficient? OK. Please allow me to ask the previous question, and there are two other novels? The last one you have already said, called "Piano Teacher", is a story about the liberation of women's self-consciousness, as well as emotional enslavement and imprisonment between blood relatives. So what is the second one? I seem to have heard the word "Tartar"?"

"Yes, as you can see. This is a story describing Turkey, so there are words such as 'Tartar', 'Istanbul', 'Sultan' in the text. I have always been very curious and interested in the mysterious Middle East, so I thought of writing such a novel. But in fact, the core of the whole story is a story that happened in the ancient history of our country. If I put aside the customs and customs I learned and the description of people in foreign countries, I can put this story in any country." Yang nodded. He was already considering in his heart that he had to find time to "copy" all of these books in advance.

Even the earliest "Piano Teacher" is not many years since the real author's writing. Maybe the other party has even begun to outline the whole story in his head, and a specific framework has emerged. The final winning book that can be selected by famous literary awards such as Nobel and Pulitzer. Which one has not experienced meticulous conception or long writing. If it is not made, it will lose a chance to win reputation and win honors.

Finally, after the reporters' interviews were completed, it was the real time for interaction.

The former was received and greeted by staff from Peacock Publishing Company, while Yang Yi now has to face to face and have a close-range contact with his peers and parents of Citigroup.

After getting off the rostrum, the event site was arranged early next to it, which didn’t look like a meeting with the author at all, but like a common party event in Citigroup High School - large lawns, scattered seats, afternoon tea, snacks and drinks for people to use at will... If the school staff on the rostrum also get out of here and have a set of audio equipment, it would be a perfect carnival.

There are quite a few students who are interested in this event, because California is the traditional territory of Peacock Publishing Company. Whether it is the public opinion propaganda channel or the book distribution channel, they have unparalleled advantages in other places. The real sales tide of "Twilight" has not yet arrived, but in several important cities in California, it has already had a lot of shipments. Therefore, after reading this youth magical novel written for young students, there are quite a few students who were attracted to the author meeting activities.

The atmosphere became loose and free, and Yang Yi also felt a completely different treatment from before. Although the speech on the rostrum was also for his career, he always seemed to wear a mask. But now when he came to these foreign families, he felt that he felt relaxed immediately.

As with the staff who accompanied them, after walking into these Citi students, as many media said, someone immediately came forward to say hello. This is a very rare situation in China: "Hi, Mr. Genius from the Mysterious Oriental, can you tell me how you wrote just now? It's really a temporary performance on the spot? It's really hard to believe it?"

"Mark, please stay there first? Don't show your stupid jealousy in public!" Another boy retorted tit-for-tat, then turned to Yang Yi: "Hey, I said Mr. Great Writer, you promised to return that to me as a gift."

Yang Yi turned his head and looked over. Who else could it be if the boy who borrowed the notebook and pen to him? This guy still remembered this... Shaking his head and laughing, the boy handed the paper and pen back: "Thank you for your generosity, although this gift is a little cheap..."
Chapter completed!