The day after Chen Xueqian arrived in Japan, all the headlines of Japanese entertainment magazines were dominated by a piece of news.

"Yesterday, Ayumi Hamasaki, the singer of change, brought the mysterious man back home."

The absolutely eye-catching title, coupled with an unclear photo, instantly detonated the entire public opinion.

The news that Ayumi Hamasaki brought the man home was shocking enough, and when it was linked to Ayumi Hamasaki's just public relationship in August last year, the impact of this news was even stronger.

When Ayumi Hamasaki saw that photo, he was stunned, wasn't the person in the photo Chen Xueqian?

The reason why she did not shy away from bringing Chen Xueqian home yesterday was because Chen Xueqian's age would not cause people to have any unhealthy associations. Yet she still overestimated the discipline of unscrupulous journalists.

It's just that in the face of such reports, she must respond as much as she can, otherwise it will fatally hurt her relationship.

Fortunately, she left Chen Xueqian's phone number yesterday, as long as she appears in front of the media with him, all rumors will naturally be self-defeating.

Thinking of this, Ayumi Hamasaki hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Xueqian's number.

"Where are you now?"

After a brief silence on the other end of the phone, a nice female voice rang: "We are now at the Shogakukan Press. ”

"Got it, I'm going to look for you!" Without saying more, Ayumi Hamasaki hung up the phone directly. Go out and rush to the elementary school building.

Feifei on the other end of the phone just wanted to speak, but he was blocked for a while.

Bai Da Beauty couldn't help but have a burst of green tendons on her forehead, this was simply no one in her eyes, when had she Bai Feifei ever been ignored like this?

Chen Xueqian, who was on the side, instantly felt the murderous aura emanating from her body, and went to the side without showing a trace.

It's just that Bai Feifei still didn't let him go, and twisted his waist fiercely. For a while, Chen Xueqian was twisted to the point that he only smoked air.

Rubbing the soft flesh on his waist, Chen Xueqian walked weakly towards today's destination.

Today, the Shogakuan held a press conference for him, just in view of Chen Xueqian's recent reputation in Japan.

Chen Xueqian and Bai Feifei both understand that today's press conference may be no less than a Hongmen banquet. A war of words is inevitable.

As expected, when Chen Xueqian and the others walked into the venue, they saw no less than 50 media reporters sitting below, all of whom looked eager to try.

The press conference officially started at 9 a.m., and the host began to answer questions and answers after a brief opening.

The first reporter to ask a question was a middle-aged man.

"Chen Sang, are you really only 14 years old?"

"Yes." Chen Xueqian's answer was concise and clear, and he didn't seem to care whether they believed it or not.

"Chen San, with all due respect, with your age, and the fact that you have never been to Japan, and you don't even know Japanese, you shouldn't be able to write a novel full of Japanese style, right?"

The middle-aged reporter made no secret of his hostility, and almost said directly: You are looking for someone to ghostwrite, right? You just admit it.

Chen Xueqian smiled when he heard this, "It's true that I've never been to Japan, and I really don't know Japanese, but what does this mean?" You know, people are different. For example, if you've lived in Japan all your life, can you write a novel like that? You can't! But I can write it. That's the difference between people and people. As for the language, I don't understand, as long as the translator understands. ”

After Chen Xueqian said these words in a calm tone, the reporter's whole face was a little distorted.

This kid's mouth is extremely damaged, who is different from people, to put it high-soundingly, doesn't he just want to scold others for being mediocre and not understanding genius?

A group of reporters were squeezed by him like this, and their arrogance suddenly weakened.

But these reporters are also battle-hardened, and they only adjust back in an instant.

"Chen Sang, why did you choose to write a book in Japan, is it because piracy is rampant among Chinese, and intellectual property rights are not protected at all? Do you think it is better for Chinese readers to have su zhì, or is it better for Japanese readers to have su zhì? A female reporter stood up and asked.

As soon as this question came out, everyone secretly applauded, this question is really too tricky, which is equivalent to making him choose between China and Japan, and no matter how he chooses, it is wrong.

Chen Xueqian was not alarmed: "I wrote a book in Japan just because it is more suitable for Japanese readers. As for what you said, I'm too young to understand it. ”

Chen Xueqian had no discipline and used his young age to block the other party's question. Bai Feifei, who was translating for him on the side, almost couldn't help laughing.

And the Japanese reporters below all looked like they had eaten flies when they heard this, and they attacked each other based on their age before. In a blink of an eye, he was thrown back by others to be used as a shield, which is really unpleasant.

Feeling depressed by him again, another reporter got up and asked: "Chen Sang, I have read your works and found that the ideas in the books are very extreme, and after investigation, it has been found that many young readers have signs of being educated after reading your books, what is your explanation for this?" ”

These people failed to attack in life, and began to make a fuss from books.

Chen Xueqian didn't rush to answer, picked up the water cup on the table, and took a sip unhurriedly.

"You've watched Rashomon, right?"

The reporter's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he exclaimed with some inwardness: "Chen Sang, you are changing the topic." ”

Chen Xueqian ignored him and continued: "I think the ideas in my book are by no means as extreme as Rashomon, so according to you, if there is a problem with my book, then the problem with Rashomon will only be stricter." Do you think there's something wrong with Rashomon? ”

The reporter wanted to defend himself, but he didn't dare to offend the name of "Rashomon". In the end, you can only hate and retreat.

At this time, a female reporter stood up: "I heard that there are many people in China who call Chen Sang a literary genius, and the proof is the achievements of Chen Sang's novels in Japan." However, some industry insiders previously said that light novels are not mainstream in Japan at all, and Chen Sang's novel sales are less than half of his comics. What do you think about this, Chen Sang? ”

This female reporter deliberately used the name of a genius writer to say things, if Chen Xueqian admits it, it will be simply shameless, your book has not sold half of it, how can you be embarrassed to call yourself a genius. If you don't admit it, it's Chinese, and the Chinese media shamelessly boast about him out of thin air.

Chen Xueqian looked at the reporter who asked the question with a strange expression: "You mean that if you have high sales, you are a genius, and if you don't have high sales, you are not, is that how you define it?" ”

Female Journalists・・・・・・・

Genius is not genius, how can it be measured by sales.

However, Chen Xueqian did not chase after him, but helped the other party speak: "Even if it is measured by sales, how many copies of the industry's comics have been sold?" ”

The female reporter was suddenly overjoyed, and was just about to answer, when suddenly there was a commotion behind her.

For a moment, everyone's attention was diverted.

At the door of the conference room, a woman wearing sunglasses was standing there in a daze.

These reporters didn't even have to look twice to recognize the person. It is today's entertainment headliner, Ayumi Hamasaki, a versatile singer.

For a while, all the reporters in the venue looked at her with burning eyes, wondering why she suddenly appeared here.

Ayumi Hamasaki was also confused at this time, she sent a text message to Chen Xueqian before, asking where the other party was in the elementary school hall, and the other party sent her the number plate of this conference room.

She didn't expect Chen Xueqian to hold a press conference inside, and there was no staff to stop her, so she pushed the door directly and walked in.

Who would have thought that as soon as the door was opened, it would be such a scene.

Ayumi Hamasaki was a Japanese diva who had seen strong winds and waves, but after a moment of stunnedness, he walked leisurely towards the speaker.

Everyone's eyes in the room followed her, and finally she made her to the podium and sat down on a chair that had been urgently added by the staff of the elementary school hall.

After sitting down, she didn't wait for others to ask, and took the initiative to explain: "I saw some false reports in magazines this morning, and it happened that the person involved in the photo was also present, so I came directly to clarify!" ”

"The party is at the scene?"

All the reporters knew the headlines in the morning, but they were just following the trend, and the only real witness was a reporter from one newspaper. At this time, Ayumi Hamasaki said that the person concerned was at the scene, and everyone was looking for a suspicious object.

In the end, they were stunned to find that there seemed to be only one possibility!

"Ayu (Ayumi Hamasaki), the person in the photo can't be Chen San, right?"

Ayumi Hamasaki knew Chen Xueqian's name, although she didn't know what he was doing, but it didn't prevent her from admitting it generously at this time.

This time, the entire venue exploded.

After waiting for a while, Chen Xueqian knocked on the table: "I'll talk about this matter later, let's continue the press conference." ”

After a while, the room fell silent. Everyone looked at Chen Xueqian and Ayumi Hamasaki's eyes a little bright.

Only the female reporter stood up with an impatient face: "Chen Sang, that industry insider's comics have sold nearly 500,000 copies. ”

"500,000 copies? How much? Chen Xueqian asked frivolously.

The reporters below suddenly let out a sneer, and thought in unison: "You are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue." ”

The female reporter had a sneer on her face: "Chen Sang, I must remind you that your novel has only sold 150,000 copies. ”

Chen Xueqian was surprised: "150,000 copies? Don't you know that my book has sold 2 million copies in the United States? ”

As soon as Chen Xueqian's words came out, the venue exploded suddenly.

"What? What did he just say? His book sold 2 million copies in the United States? ”

"How is this possible? He's bragging, right? ”

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For a while, the venue was noisy.

A reporter asked with a look of disbelief: "Chen Sang, can I ask what the name of the book you are selling in the United States is?" ”

Chen Xueqian replied indifferently: "The Hunger Games"

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They had heard of the fame of "The Hunger Games", but they never thought that such a blockbuster would be the same person as the person in front of them.