"I'm sure many of my friends still remember it. Ouyang Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, her elegance was peerless, and her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it. She is indeed a nobody, the beauty is dizzying, there are more beautiful women in this world than Ouyang Mingyue, not to mention no, but there are definitely not too many.

"Perhaps, many friends thought I was joking at the time, but I can tell everyone responsibly that I was not joking, and that it was all true. I love him and he loves me. ”

Ouyang Mingyue's words once again resounded throughout the venue, and then the tide rose and fell again. Expressing his emotions in public, is this still Ouyang Mingyue, that cold as a fairy, fluttering dusty woman? Zhao Zhenkai closed his eyes in disappointment, since reading Yang Yunruo's poems, he has high expectations for Yang Yunruo, and he even hopes that Yang Yu will not mix in the entertainment industry, and directly come to the poetry magazine to inherit his position. No matter from that aspect, Yang Yunruo's inheritance of the position of the poetry magazine is a good choice. It can be said that after reading Yang Yunruo's poems, Zhao Zhenkai treated Yang Yunruo as a successor, and he was closer than his son, otherwise, Zhao Zhenkai would have invited so many people for Yang Yunruo's poetry collection, as well as so many celebrities in the industry, and everyone in poetry? Could it be that the poetry magazine itself can't publish a poetry collection, or that he can't hold a press conference? No, the ultimate reason is because he took a fancy to Yang Yunruo's talent, so he promoted it.

Don't look at the venue, there are not many people, and it is not magnificent enough. But this is precisely the tradition of simplicity, which rejects luxury. The characters in this venue, except for some people such as Wei Lu who were mixed in, as well as some reporters and media, and most of the others, who are not literary heroes from the famous town, all have their own circles and unshakable status in the literary world. It can be said that there is a concerted party, and the people in this venue can already represent the elite of most of the domestic literary halls.

It's just that on such an occasion and in front of such a person, Yang Yunruo's reputation is completely stinky. In front of such a person, if you want to become famous, you will become famous quickly, but if you fail, you will also feel that you will fall to the bottom of the abyss. Killing brother and sister-in-law, such an evil word is crowned in front of Yang Yunruo's name, even if it is really better than Su Xian, it is destined to be a stench for 10,000 years.

I didn't expect that I was getting old, and there were times when I was out of sight, I originally thought that Yang Yunruo was at most unruly and self-conscious, but I didn't expect it to be such a despicable person. What did I write at the beginning, 'Yue Nu's new makeup appeared in the mirror, and she knew that Mingyan was more silent. When Qi is not enough, people are expensive, and a song of Ling Song is ten thousand gold'.

"In that case, then Miss Ouyang, what are you coming to the stage for?" Zuo Zhongtang still kept smiling and maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor. Ouyang Mingyue's sudden onto the stage was not only caught off guard by Yang Yunruo, but he was also caught off guard, because he really didn't expect Ouyang Mingyue to be on the scene. I thought that Ouyang Mingyue came to reprimand herself, after all, if she was scolded by a woman on this occasion, it was really not a face-saving thing, even if the woman in front of her was a very beautiful beauty. Unexpectedly, although Ouyang Mingyue's words on the field were slowly swallowed, they pushed Yang Yunruo and herself into a deeper abyss. It's like pulling Yang Yunruo to jump off the cliff together, giving up on himself. For such a thing, Zuo Zhongtang is naturally enthusiastic. But Ouyang Mingyue spoke too slowly, and she had to stop for a while when she said a word, as if this sentence was some kind of food, staring at everyone to digest it. Things that shouldn't be so slow are so slow, then there must be something wrong with it, because it doesn't make sense. In the final analysis, if the enemy wants to be slow, he must make him fast.

"Editor-in-Chief Zuo seems to be in a hurry?" Ouyang Mingyue still said with a smile, like a breeze blowing, with the fragrance of flowers permeating the fields, elegant and indifferent, but the slightest hint of it penetrated into the nose and refreshed people's hearts.

"It's not a hurry, it's that Miss Ouyang has been on stage for so long, and she has said so much, it's just a retelling of what I just said. Zuo Zhongtang waved his hand, as if he was not saying bad things about her behind Puyang Mingyue's back, oh, no, it was no longer behind his back, but in front of Ouyang Mingyue. But so what, although she doesn't despise Ouyang Mingyue, she will definitely not be afraid of her, even if she can really grow into the four heavenly kings like the older generation of Liu Hua, an international superstar, it will have no impact on him Zuo Zhongtang. The higher the status, the more I feel that the circle and the circle are like two balls that do not intersect, and there can only be mutual exclusion.

"As I said just now, it is a fact that Mo Yan and Yang Yunruo are college classmates, it is also a fact that I am in love with Yang Yunruo, and it is also a fact that I married Mo Yan. Ouyang Mingyue smiled, did not entangle with Zuo Zhongtang, and directly threw the answers they wanted to the audience.

If it was boiling oil pouring like cold water just now, now it is the tide of the Qiantang River, no, the tide is not counted, this should be a tsunami, an overwhelming tsunami. How many people stood up, howled, shouted angrily, and vented their dissatisfaction in their hearts. More and more people saw the live broadcast, and more and more people complained about their dissatisfaction online. It's like ink dripping into a glass of water in an instant. Wei Lu's live broadcast room is directly online, and the technology is stepping up processing. Several technicians on duty were sweating profusely and were working hard, and the keyboard crackled. Even programmers with no emotional intelligence know that this is a key stop on the live broadcast platform, and if you can't survive it, you can resign and leave as soon as possible.

How many Ouyang Mingyue's fans shed tears directly, Zuo Zhongtang said that they didn't believe anything, and even if they did, they attributed the responsibility to Yang Yunruo's name. Ouyang Mingyue took the initiative to admit that they could hold back when they were in love with Yang Yunruo, idols were just in love, men and women loved, although they were a little sad, but it was nothing, human nature was not. But when Ouyang Mingyue admitted that she was married to Mo Yan, they couldn't help it. No one wants to admit that their idol is a water-based poplar woman, which is synonymous with shamelessness. A golden lotus has been stinking for 10,000 years, how can he bear that his idol goddess is also such a person? A few crazy people even wanted to rush to the stage, but fortunately, the manager saw that something was going on here, and called all the security guards over, surrounded the stage, and surrounded it tightly.

"It's not true, Ouyang Tianhou, you tell us, it's not true......" Even being stopped by the security guards, several Ouyang Mingyue fans were shouting wildly.