Chapter 130: That is actually a tongue-in-chief. Do you... do you believe it?

Under the personal hosting of Ma Long, who was full of witty remarks, and under the fighting demonstration of General Vega, which was full of power on the screen, the reporter's briefing before the release of the new virtual fighter in the fighting competition was successful without any surprise. "《"%Non

But in the final answer to reporters' questions, after repeated questions from multiple reporters, Ma Long "had to" reveal several pictures of Yakami's character.

This is undoubtedly an active hype. Of course, it is not that the reporters are not without understanding people, but everyone is naturally tacitly informed about this kind of thing - this is nothing more than a means of publicity.

After all, when Ma Long changed the crystal card, he deliberately shook his eyes at the reporters, and the meaning was clearly saying, "Give me some face, gentlemen, ladies, advertisements are needed."

In this case, if you have an envelope that can hold money and a news report that can get high royalties, who will say more?

Nowadays, where can we find a second person like Ma Long who can make big news every now and then?

With this idea, the reporters who attended the press conference scattered and went back to their homes to hold press releases, leaving only Richardson Wellington, a reporter from the nationally influential "Loring Times".

Ma Long received this reporter from afar in his study.

"Please sit, Mr. Richardson-Wellington."

When saying this, Ma Long took off his coat and showed a relaxed and comfortable expression.

"Mr. Liszt, you are the most charming young man I have ever seen so far. I am very amazed by the wisdom and personal charm you have that are completely inconsistent with your age." Richardson reporter looked around Ma Long's study and said again: "Is this study a place where "I Have a Dream", "The Earl of Monte Cristo", "The Badge of the Wang Family", "The Legend of Chunli" and other popular novels in Luoling?"

"In fact, most of the basic stories of the books Mr. Wellington said were born in my aunt's house. Since my family was destroyed by the war in the war, I have been living in my aunt's house, and with my aunt's help, I have found a job as a scribe... I guess Mr. Wellington must know that scribes always encounter when they are asked to copy all kinds of strange materials. The copied materials and what they have seen and heard in person, combined with some bold imagination, and interesting stories are produced."

Ma Long replied that in fact, this is not the first time he has been questioned by reporters for such questions since he became famous.

"Art comes from life, and is higher than life... that's it."

So Ma Long continued to say so.

"Art comes from life, but higher than life? That's right! What a beautiful sentence!"

Richardson, whose eyes were lit, remembered the famous saying that Malone said casually in his shorthand.

However, after stopping writing, Richardson asked another very sharp question: "A commentator said that Mr. Lister is the most productive writer in a single month in history. The data I collected shows that so far, Mr. Lister has published more than 1.37,000 words of various fairy tales and novels. During this period, Mr. Lister was busy and founded an orphanage, nursing home and a Little Ba Wang Technology Company, which even Prince Halefa Alois, was amazed by all this... How did you do it?"

"That's it, it's actually my personal trade secret, but since Mr. Wellington has asked, I'll make an exception to tell the answer - my personal maid, Miss Adela, is very talented in shorthand."

Malone turned her head and looked at Adela who was brewing coffee.

“In terms of shorthand… very talented?”

Richardson Wellington, who was shorthandedly recording, subconsciously stopped her pen, and she followed Malone's gaze and fell on Adella.

How fast does it take to record more than one million words in two or three months?

On average, at least 10,000 words per day?

Yes, it is probably not a problem to write down ten thousand words in a shorthand every day, but how much genius should be required to write out the novel content of at least ten thousand words in one day?

"In fact, over the past few months, Miss Adella has helped me write more than 1.9 million manuscripts, instead of 1.3 million."

Malone told the fact that Jean Richardson Wellington was so surprised that his eyes almost fell to the ground.

"Sorry, I can't imagine it at all..."

Just like the words said, Richardson Wellington was completely unimaginable. At least for him, it would take him at least half a day to write a qualified news report of only a thousand words. Richardson Wellington didn't think that Malone could speak a novel with emotion without thinking.

"Adela, take the shorthand draft of The Hobbit, and let's give Mr. Wellington a little demonstration."

It's no point to say that, since Mr. Richardson Wellington doesn't believe it, in order to avoid being asked similar questions by other reporters in the future, Malone temporarily decided to give Richardson Wellington a little demonstration.

"Okay, Master."

Adella answered clearly, and quickly took the paper and pen, and put it on the shorthand part and the blank manuscript behind it, let Richardson Wellington take a look.

So, ten minutes later, Richardson Wellington believed everything.

So next, Richardson Wellington, who had been completely convinced by Malone, never asked any sharp questions again, but kept asking questions along with Malone's topic.

Of course, Richardson Wellington was not without gains, because Malone's unique life philosophy and endless fresh words made Richardson Wellington very sure that after he went back, he would definitely write a big-selling interview.

With this great mood, Richardson Wellington asked the last question with a sarcastic taste: "Mr. Lister, at the press conference just now, I noticed that you said it was delayed by proposing to a minor Catwoman in advance. But according to the information I have, the Catwoman who is close to you and has cat blood is only Miss Torome from the Yebole family, and Miss Torome is indeed about to become an adult... So, I can understand that you are planning to join the Yebole family?"

"Ha? I'm talking about the little fox girl, right?"

Ma Long widened his eyes because he remembered that he was talking about "Little Fox Girl" at that time? Richardson Wellington must have heard this awkwardly? And... Torome at the flat-chested airport is not yet adult? What a joke! That girl is obviously taller than me, and she is also in charge of the entire arms business of the Yeborough family!

So, Malone, who had wide eyes, looked at Adela again, trying to get a different answer from Adela.

"Master, Mr. Wellington is right, you are indeed talking about kitten girl."

Unfortunately, the answer Malone got was completely contrary to his expectations.

"Mr. Wellington, I said that was actually a slip of the tongue. Do you... believe it?"

Ma Long smiled bitterly. He really didn't notice that he would make such a mistake.

So Malone saw Richardson Wellington shook his head violently.

"Mr. Lister, I am a reporter. In fact, journalists are the same as authors, because news also comes from life...and higher than life."

This answer made Ma Long scratch his head.

"Do you know Mr. Wellington, what I want to do most now is actually to kill you to silence you."

Chadson Wellington burst into laughter, and of course he could hear that Malone was really joking with him, so after laughing, he continued: "Mr. Liszt, it seems to be very difficult to silence more than a hundred journalists without missing a leak."

This sentence made Ma Long fall into depression for the third time today.

It's over! Tomorrow morning, this scandal will spread all over Baisha City...

With this depression, Malone invited Richardson Wellington to have lunch. During the lunch period, Malone was thinking about a question - how should I think about the explanation of my future father-in-law, Sheriff Bernard?

But after lunch, Ma Long soon had no time to continue to be depressed, because the twenty enthusiastic members of the "Ma Long Book Friends Association" who were invited to attend the first reading and writing exchange meeting had already arrived at Fanhua Garden in advance.

Even though each member passed two levels of "security check", Ma Long quietly released a sense of spiritual magic and murderous intent to the twenty visitors.

After the Ling Energy Spring doubled, the range of "killing perception" released by Ma Long has also increased, expanding from the original three steps to six steps.

The result of perception made Ma Long feel relieved. The members of the Ma Long Book Club who came to attend the first reading and writing meeting were not mixed with any characters who were hostile to him.

In fact, releasing murderous perception when entering a place with many people has now become Ma Long's instinct... There is no way, who can make this other world die miserably if you accidentally?

Seeing Ma Long greeting him personally, the twenty book club members who were finally invited to Fanhua Garden to receive Ma Long’s personal guidance on reading and writing were immediately excited.

"Our little Palone!"

"Teacher Ma Long!"

"Your Highness Prince Charming!"

“Ahhhh——”

The dragon has nine sons and nine sons. From these completely different titles for Ma Long, we can see that these twenty fanatical members of the Ma Long Book Club obviously have different understandings of Ma Long.

"Hello everyone, welcome to Fanhua Garden! The weather is very good today, so I have ordered someone to prepare some refreshments for you in the garden... I hope everyone will like it."

Ma Long said happily that he was impeccable in both his style and his words, and he fulfilled his rituals of landlords that he deserved.

These words naturally made the cheers of these readers who were fanatical and worshipping Ma Long suddenly rise octave again.

But in fact, only seven or eight readers cheered loudly, and most of the other readers were actually very quiet.

Sixteen men and four women...

Ma Long had already seen it clearly. Except for the seven or eight readers who were so excited that they were loudly clamoring, the other readers who performed relatively quietly were carrying manuscripts of different sizes and thicknesses.

These readers who carried the manuscript on paper, Ma Long saw the complex eyes formed by the mixture of worship, expectation, and uneasiness from their eyes.

So, Ma Long couldn't help but remembered the first time he uploaded manuscripts on the Internet before traveling through time, and also walked through the steam-filled slum streets with his manuscripts in his arms... Looking forward and uneasy, who was not like this for the first time?

---Separation line---

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