Everyone looked at each other, confused.

Old Man Leng was also a little surprised: "Mr.J? Isn't he a Westerner? Why did he come to our house for an interview?"

As soon as Old Man Leng finished speaking, he saw several blonde and blue-eyed foreigners walk in, one of whom was a black man carrying a video camera, smiling and showing eight teeth.

"Hello Mr. Leng, we are expatriate correspondents of Time Magazine, and this is our work card. A beautiful Western woman named Marianne smiled and showed their ID.

Old Man Leng was a little silent, he had seen this Ms. Marianne, and she was the one who interviewed him back then.

So it won't be an impostor.

Marianne said apologetically in pure Chinese: "Old Mr. Leng is really sorry, we heard that Mr. J lives in Huaxia Lin's house, when we finally went in, and heard that Mr. J came to your Leng family." We've been in China for a few days, and we have a plane back to the United States tonight, so we came suddenly. ”

Huaxia Lin's family suddenly came to their Leng family......

A name suddenly came to everyone's hearts.

It won't be ...... Jiang Ming, right?

Leng Zijian asked in disbelief, "Mr.J is really from Huaxia?"

Marianne was helpless, and she said with some exaggeration: "God knows how much I think this Mr. J is from our country, but after we contacted Mr. McGall of the European Publishing Company many times, he finally told us that he was indeed a Chinese youth. ”

"......" The people of the Leng family were a little silent.

No wonder...... Jiang Ming just said that he had just published a book a year ago.

Leng Zijian's face was blushing, it was he who also satirized that his book did not make a splash in the literary world. As a result, I heard that both of Mr.J's books have made a lot of money around the world.

The latter has triggered a sales frenzy in the United States......

Leng Zijian wanted to jump off the building a little, then Jiang Ming did tell him that he was Mr.J, but he never believed it, and always thought that he was talking about the translator.

Old Man Leng was also a little embarrassed, he just said that he couldn't do big things with two minds......

Leng Zijian wiped his face and said with a wry smile: "Dad, brothers, I'll go to the frost room and please." ”

Leng Zijian went a little aggrieved......

And Jiang Ming had already stepped into the cold boudoir, and Leng Tianlei, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, got up: "Classmate Jiang, are you here?" Then I'll go out." ”

Since Leng Tianlei was hit by him, he didn't even report to the Chinese Department of Beijing University, and went directly to Hong Kong Island Chinese University to study, and it was difficult to come back once.

At this time, it seems that he came back because he was sick like frost.

After Leng Tianlei went out, Leng Rushuang put down the book in his hand and said to him, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Ming sat down, "It's okay." ”

Jiang Ming looked at Leng Rushuang's slightly pale face, and suddenly played with his heart, he held a box containing a small purse in one hand, and a glass bottle containing a spirit pill in the other hand: "I gave you, you choose one." ”

Leng Rufrost glanced at it. Before they went to Zhongzhou to participate in the essay competition, she had seen Ye Yiyi holding a glass bottle containing pills. Ye Yiyi took the pill as a jelly bean.

However, the elixir in this is much larger than the elixir in the bottle in Ye Yiyi's hand at the beginning, and the whole body is glowing with a pale yellow light, and it is not ordinary when you see it.

Leng Rushuang stretched out his hand and took the lotus wallet in his other hand, and said calmly: "Thank you." ”

Jiang Ming was a little surprised: "Why don't you want the elixir?"

That lotus wallet is not even 20,000 yuan.

Where is the elixir worth taking?

A spirit pill directly made Leng Rufrost step into the world of cultivation!

No amount of good things can be bought.

Cold as frost didn't even ask for it.

Leng Rushuang said lightly: "I know what this elixir is, but I'm not interested in cultivation, so you might as well give it to Mu Yan." ”

She liked the purse instead.

Jiang Ming sighed twice, and had no choice but to put the elixir at the head of the cold frost bed.

"Wow" a few times, Leng Zijian went upstairs and knocked on the door and came in, grabbing Jiang Ming's sleeve: "Someone from Time Magazine has come to interview you, hurry up and follow me." ”

Jiang Ming said lazily: "I haven't even gone out of the Chinese literary world, how can Time Magazine interview me? ”

Leng Zijian's face turned red.

Sling the bull!

"They came to interview Mr.J's ......" Leng Zijian was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Ming laughed evilly, and suddenly realized: "Mr.J? It turns out that Leng Dacai is so famous! He has such a pen name abroad?

Leng Zijian was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and he really wanted to beat Jiang Ming up.

Leng Rushuang coughed: "You better go down for an interview first." ”

Jiang Ming said casually: "I don't know when I come to see you next time, let them wait." ”

Leng Zijian wanted to explode in his heart, the people from Time Magazine came, and he still made people wait?

"I'm not in a hurry to be interviewed, they love interviews and don't interviews, they just want to go. Jiang Ming added.

Leng Zijian laughed dryly and turned down.

Marianne asked curiously, "Mr. Leng, where is Mr.J?"

"Wait, he's a little nervous and preparing. Leng Zijian said with a dry smile.

He soaked my niece on it!

Jiang Ming chatted with Leng Rushuang for a while, and then slowly walked downstairs.

When Marianne saw Jiang Ming coming down, she exclaimed, "Mr.J is really young, I heard that you have just turned twenty?"

Jiang Ming sat down and nodded, and the group of people in the Leng family suddenly felt embarrassed.

What were they talking about?

After Jiang Ming answered a few questions, Marianne asked, "I heard that the European publishing house has helped you apply for the Nobel Prize in Literature and has been nominated for it, what do you think?"

Jiang Ming blurted out: "Look with your eyes." ”

Everyone was stunned.

Jiang Ming said with a smile: "The Nobel Prize in Literature at the end of this year is mine." Although Jiang Ming said with a smile, his voice was full of certainty. That tone makes people have to believe that the Nobel Prize for Literature at the end of this year is his......

Jiang Ming heard that a literary bigwig in Europe took the initiative to recommend him to the Nobel Prize, Jiang Ming looked at Marianne and them, and suddenly wanted to know that once the interview report of "Time Magazine" was issued, the whole world knew that this Mr. J was actually a Chinese, and I don't know if he would regret helping to recommend it.

Marianne approving: "Mr. Jiang is really confident, it is a pleasure to chat with you, and I hope to have the opportunity to chat with you next time." ”

After the interview, a few people packed up their things and prepared to leave Huaxia.

Jiang Ming looked at the Leng family who seemed to have something to say, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Leng, I still have some things to go back and solve first." ”

As soon as Jiang Ming walked on the front foot, Leng Zijian on the back foot was scolded by several older brothers......

As soon as I went out, I saw Marianne and the others sitting on the bus, and the beautiful blonde girl smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, are you going to Lin's house or back to Beijing University?" ”

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to soak me, do you?"

Marianne's smile was particularly beautiful: "I would love to know what kind of character it is to be able to write two books that have become a sensation all over the world and dominate the book charts in various countries." ”

Jiang Ming smiled and got into the car: "Then I'm bothering you." ”

Marianne is a very cheerful girl, so it's no wonder that she was appointed as an expatriate correspondent.

She hugged Jiang Ming's arm, leaned over and rushed to the black man who was carrying the camera: "Mr. Bell, please take a few photos of me and Mr. J." ”

The black gentleman winked at Jiang Ming, his eyes a little teasing.

Beauty, regardless of the time of the border, is the eternal topic of men......

Mr. Negro took a lot of pictures for them.

The bus, which had been stable, suddenly braked violently, and a strong smell of smoke wafted into the noses of several people in the bus.

Marian, who had been close to Jiang Ming, was suddenly thrown into Jiang Ming's arms by inertia.

Jiang Ming raised his hand and said, "I didn't mean to touch it. ”

Marianne blushed and coughed.

"Mr. Driver, what's the matter with you!Why did you brake suddenly?" said Marianne to the driver.

The driver trembled and said, "No...... It's not like I braked suddenly......"

Everyone was puzzled, what happened?

Everyone stepped out of the back seats of the bus, and everyone froze.

I saw a middle-aged Western man with a scar spreading from the top of his head to his chin, one hand pressed against the front of the bus, and the front of the bus was recessed inward......

Mr. Negro said incredulously, "One hand stopped a speeding bus?

The man smiled evilly and stretched out his other hand to point directly at Jiang Ming!

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