A stage was set up in front of Huaxia Bookstore, and today is the signing of "The Legend of Wukong". By 7 a.m., there were about 1,000 readers gathered under the stage, and before that, there was a small readers' meeting. Of course, these things were discussed between Wu Tongda, the editor in charge of the Chinese network, and Wang Yi.

Wang Yi didn't want to have a meeting, because Qian Zhongshu, a writer that Wang Yi likes very much, said that if you eat an egg and think it's good, why do you have to go find the chicken that lays the egg?

But now is an era of watching chickens eat eggs, and Wang Yi is confident that he looks quite right, so he doesn't exclude it.

Today is just cloudy, although it is not as refreshing as the sunshine, but it is free from the distress of exposure to the sun. At half past eight, the meeting started on time.

A burst of strong music reminded Wang Yi of Brother Xiaoma, and the background sound turned out to be "The Final Countdown". To the rhythm of the background music, the host takes to the stage. Then the host began to introduce, attend the guests, and finally introduce Wang Yi, Wang Yi stepped on the stage to the rhythm of the music, and felt that he was still missing a windbreaker.

The host first asked the guests to talk about "The Legend of Wukong", and finally asked Wang Yi to talk about the creation of "The Legend of Wukong".

"Thank you for liking my book!" Wang Yi moved the microphone in front of him and continued: "This book is really not as good as everyone praises! Before writing this novel, I was a writer who hit the streets.

Every month, I rely on the full attendance award to live, and of course, I have to raise my daughter. Later, in order to develop better, I gave up writing full-time.

But writing was still my first hobby, and I had "The Legend of Wukong".

This book has my personal interpretation of Journey to the West, the rebelliousness of my own character, my rebellion against the pressures of life, and my rebellion against some injustices. It's not a masterpiece, but it's really my true attitude towards life!"

This is followed by a question session for the readers.

"Tomato fried potato god, how old are you?Do you have a girlfriend?Do you like men or women!"

The first person to ask a question was a girl who didn't look very old, which was very ordinary, but Wang Yi didn't expect that there was a rotten girl's heart hidden under her ordinary appearance. Of course, Wang Yi would not speak wildly and be shocked. Image is something that every public figure must pay attention to, except for those who hype it up by any means.

After thinking about it, he said, "I'm a straight man, I have a girlfriend, and I'm a little older, I'm 32 years old. ”

Listening to Wang Yi's very boring answer, the rotten girl pouted and sat down.

The second is a boy with glasses and asks: "Nowadays, there are mixed good and bad online literary works, especially some online literary authors are keen to follow the trend and attract attention to earn clicks, what do you think?"

Wang Yi said with a smile: "Online literature is a big scope because it is too big. The scope is also too broad. I think you mean the novels on the Internet now, so I can tell you, regardless of its quality, it is this huge foundation that has caused the rise of online reading, without a huge base, it is impossible to have so many high-quality products.

Just like Hollywood, there are not so many bad movies every year, and there is no Hollywood's status as the world's movie hegemon, good and bad, readers will judge, there are many good natural readers, and no one will watch the bad nature. It's easy!"

The third was an older reader, who asked: "Tomato fried potato god, I am also a small street on the Chinese network, my works are very different from yours, do you have anything to know about us?"

Wang smiled and said: "Many people say that writing is a boring thing, if you can find fun and happiness in this boredom, then stick to it, not to make money, to be happy every day, it is also a kind of happiness!"

This sentence is true, and there is also a suspicion of pretending. Wang Yi stole the words of a great god in the earth world. This is also very hurtful, it is purely standing and talking without backache, of course, what the successful person says is reasonable. With 10,000 points of damage, the guy covered his heart and sat down.

"You said you ended your professional writing to write this novel. So what is your current profession?"

"I'm a singer now!" Wang Yixiao said with a smile: "I have an online digital album that has been launched on Qiuqiu Music, you can listen to and download it, and I will participate in the "Voice of China" music talent show that will be broadcast on September 5!

Wang Yi is very familiar with the milk with stitches and a wave of advertisements. At this time, the following discussion gradually became bigger!

"It's so handsome! My god is a singer, I love it so much..."

"Why don't you write a book and run to sing some songs!"

"God!!I'm going to give you a monkey !!"

"Great God, don't you pick up soap?"

"Great God, please take the small knee!! kneel !!"

The host stepped in to end the small riot under the stage. Then follow up with questions.

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More than a dozen readers asked questions in a row, and the questions asked this time were even more bizarre, there was everything, and Wang Yi answered them very decently.

"Due to the relationship of time, today's question and answer session is over!" The host controlled the rhythm and scene of the entire meeting, "Let's use the warmest applause to invite our god to sing us a song, okay?"

Readers were in high spirits and thunderous applause. It lasted for a long time, Wang Yi was not hypocritical, holding the microphone and preparing to sing, but at this time, a prompt suddenly came to his head, 'Please sing and dance "Three Little Bears" in front of so many people!

What? Do you want this? Can you still have a pleasant system? Singing and dancing nursery rhymes in front of a thousand people? I'm also drunk, Wang Yi thought to himself, but the +5 acting skills still make Wang Yi coveted. Sing it, you can't die.

Wang Yi walked to the front of the stage, looked at the black audience under the stage, and said that it was false not to be timid, but he couldn't be cowardly, Wang Yi opened his mouth and sang: "There are three little bears."

The audience below was stunned for a moment, and then everyone burst into laughter, but they didn't expect their favorite god to have such a childlike side.

"God, are you sure your album isn't a children's song album?"

"Great God, you're so cute, I love you!!"

"Great God!Super loving, I want to take it home!!"

Wang Yi finished singing and dancing without any worries, and when he saw the sea of joy below, his old face was still a little red, and he said with a smile: "I'm here to demonstrate to readers who already have babies, how to be a qualified daddy! Okay, don't laugh, okay, just a joke, the following is the real beginning!!"

The music sounded, and Wang Yi was immersed in the music.

The moon splashes the galaxy, and the road is long

The wind and smoke are gone, and the shadow is gone

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The reader, who was still immersed in the funny, suddenly put a smile on his face, this voice is so good! What kind of song is it at this time? It's too Chinese.

"Great God, the singing is good! My ears are going to be pregnant" Xue Feifei broadcast the live signing session to her girlfriends on her mobile phone.

At the other end, several girls from Huaxia University of Communication and Communication gathered around to watch the live broadcast on their mobile phones, and although the voice was not satisfactory, the song was really good. Those who didn't go to the scene regretted it.

After Wang finished singing Wukong, the meeting ended. The signing session officially began