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Chapter 235 Big Four (Part 2)

"Do you still have any resentment against the police in your heart?"

The first time she heard this question, Mei Qian couldn't help but frown, and carefully looked at the nationally famous female host opposite her. She wondered whether she was doing things purely for the effect of the show, or was being instructed by someone else.

Probably, Xiaoyu asked this question out of the instinct of a media reporter. He seemed to be aware of the inappropriateness of this question. Seeing Mei Qian's silence, he blinked apologetically: "I'm sorry, this question embarrasses you.

Already."

"There's nothing bad to say." Mei Qian smiled: "When it comes to resentment, there must be some resentment, and..." At this point, he simply crossed one leg and leaned his whole body against the back of the sofa: "

The original procedures for detaining me need to be discussed, and I cannot be detained for such a long time just because of pressure from public opinion."

"I understand that the police's explanation to the outside world was that your experience a few years ago was blank and needed more time to verify, but the procuratorate did not allow it and you were acquitted. Is it because of this that you feel aggrieved?" Xiaoyu answered.

road.

"Isn't it embarrassing to ask a person to tell about his experience before he lost his memory? Besides, these should be the work of the police, but I have to stay in the detention center for such a long time." Mei Qian spread his hands and said innocently: "Who else can I change?

Can I feel comfortable? So, as soon as I came out, I entrusted a lawyer to take the criminal police detachment and even the entire branch to court."

Xiaoyu nodded: "Why didn't you continue the lawsuit after losing the first case? Did you think you couldn't win?"

Mei Qian's voice became softer: "I have a big heart and never hold grudges. As time goes by, I don't want to be distracted by this kind of thing, and I don't bother to sue anymore. It's been almost two years now. Any grudges are long gone.

No more." At this point, he turned his head and smiled kindly at the camera and the audience.

Xiaoyu: "..." After a few breaths, he changed the topic: "Last year, while you were on bail awaiting trial, you composed more than a dozen popular songs, including "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", "Courage", "

"Wukong" is regarded as a classic by others. I have seen your singing video, and your voice and level are both good. I don't know why you sell it to different singers? Are you not good at singing yourself? "

"My situation at the time did not allow me to sing these songs myself, so I could only sell them." Mei Qian smiled lightly: "Besides, I have no intention of becoming a singer."

"I found that most of the songs were very inspirational, but the last song "Wukong" was a bit depressing. Was it because you found out that you might really be sentenced at that time, and that changed your mood?" Xiaoyu asked.

"In fact, "Wukong" was the first inspiration. It was only because the compilation of the drama was more troublesome that I found a singer to sing it just before the sentencing." Mei Qian lowered his eyes and explained: "As a human being living in modern society

, the mood will definitely not remain the same all the time. Therefore, these songs have little to do with my situation at the time. Since I chose to surrender in front of the national audience, I have already been mentally prepared to face everything."

Xiaoyu: "But some people say that two months' probation is a bit harsh."

"After all, I have violated the law. No matter what kind of punishment I get, I can accept it." When Mei Qian said this, his expression became slightly solemn: "The sentence of control is not bad."

Xiaoyu: "Will this sentencing have any impact on your life and work?"

"Well, with a criminal record, it will be inconvenient to change jobs." Mei Qian lowered his eyes.

Xiaoyu also laughed: "I think the job of a writer is very suitable for you. Or are you worried about your inspiration and luck?"

"Who knows. I suddenly felt that writing novels is too stressful, and being a host would be good too." Mei Qian raised his eyes and said to Xiaoyu with a smile.

"It really hurts to stand and talk. We have to work overtime every day, and we don't earn as much as you writers." Xiaoyu showed an exaggerated expression of contempt, and after a while he changed the subject: "The "Myth" you are writing now is selling well.

It is very popular, especially the description of the Mausoleum of the Qin Emperor in the second part, with mercury as the lake and the sea, night pearls as the stars, and the amazing scale of the terracotta warriors and horses. It is really fascinating. How did you design these details, relying on imagination? Or is there any data to support it?

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"There is information. I once saw the record of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum in an ancient book. I relied on this framework to create again." Mei Qian thought for a moment before saying.

"An ancient book?" Xiaoyu asked doubtfully: "But many historians claim that with the technology of two thousand years ago, it was impossible for Qin Shihuang to build such a huge mausoleum."

"Weren't the ruins under our feet also built during the Warring States Period? Since a Warring States prince can create wonders, why can't the unified Qin Empire?" After a long sigh, Mei Qian looked regretful: "If it hadn't been for that book

The ancient book is lost. I really want to take it out and show it to everyone. At least, many things in it have been confirmed to exist, such as corpses and the underground ruins of Xia Capital." At this point, his voice gradually became louder, and finally he said

He said in an extremely confident tone: "Maybe because the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum and the terracotta warriors and horses guarding it have not yet been discovered, everyone thinks that my description is too exaggerated. But I firmly believe that the real Qin Emperor's Mausoleum must be more magnificent and magnificent than the one described in my novel.

Luxury, everyone can wait and see..."

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The live broadcast ended smoothly. While the audience appeared in an orderly manner, the host Xiaoyu also led Mei Qian into the backstage of the studio.

"Let's have a meal together when we have time." Xiaoyu said with a smile: "I heard that you are still single. Do you need my sister to introduce you to someone?"

Mei Qian's brows twitched, and he glanced at Auntie, a little fish in her forties with crow's feet already hanging from the corners of her eyes. She declined immediately, and even declined the invitation to dinner on the grounds that she was writing the third part of "The Myth".

Xiaoyu was probably just being polite. The two left each other's contact information, and the other party was called away by the director.

Mei Qian entered the waiting area and glanced around, only to see Ning Chi sitting on a chair waiting in the background, while Maomao was nowhere to be seen.

Seemingly sensing his doubts, Ning Chi came over and whispered in his ear: "When Maomao meets Duan Yunxin, let me tell you..."

Mei Qian pushed him away in disgust. She didn't know what this guy was worried about. Since Maomao was not here, why should he be so careful when gossiping?

But in fact, Ning Chi's caution was correct. Just as Mei Qian was about to continue asking, Maomao had already walked over.

Although the girl still had a sweet smile on her face, Mei Qian, who was very familiar with her, was keenly aware of her unhappiness.

"Meeting an annoying person." Maomao glanced at Ning Chi and explained briefly.

Mei Qian nodded and left the TV station with the two of them.

In fact, he not only knew that best friends Maomao and Duan Yunxin broke up after returning from Wushan, but he even knew that Maomao hired a private detective to investigate each other.

But Maomao refused to tell the truth, so he didn't have much choice at the moment.

The detective's investigation has not yet yielded results, but it is certain that Duan Yunxin is very problematic...

Kevin, need to find inspiration...


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