The European Emperor’s character remains standing

Chapter 123 Ouhuang Interactive Theater: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival

Needless to say, the reason is naturally because there are only a few hundred words left to complete the update target. Just like Mengdi next door, it will not be deleted.

Now let us do a small interview with the protagonists of European Emperor.

Let's come to Luzai's house and do a live broadcast.

Luo Huai'an: Do you have anything to say about today's interview?
  Lin Shilu ate the fruit that Xi Ling fed and asked: I just want to know, what kind of mentality do you have in writing about me fighting A Ling?
  Luo Huai'an thought carefully about how he felt when a good cabbage was eaten by a pig. Next question!
  An Zhe'er looked at the people waiting to ask questions and said, "I heard that I have a prototype. Can I ask?"

Luo Huai'an: It's natural. I took your prototype as a reference from my best friend. Of course, it can’t be said to be a prototype, because this is just a characteristic shared by the two of you. When I write, I am destined to tell stories rather than create them.

An Zhe'er made a stop gesture: You don't need to say this, I know it all. It can be understood as what happens in parallel time and space and another time and space. I feel that at this point, I may have common interests with your best friend, so, is she here?

Luo Huai'an looked at An Zhe'er's expectant eyes and touched the bridge of his nose with some guilt: Uh, no, she is watching dramas at home. She has been busy recently and is still practicing piano.

Su Shaoshao and Chen Siyuan said in unison: Do you know that your habit of touching the bridge of your nose out of guilt is the same as that of a deer cub?
  Luo Huai'an was exposed and froze in place. In the current situation, he had no choice but to reveal the truth: Probably in general...

She was so excited after grabbing the red envelope during the Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday that she spoke uncontrollably for a while. When she said bad things, the person who said the bad words was overheard, and she is still being pressed to practice the piano. There is a high probability that it cannot appear here!
  Zhu Qingyou's curiosity arose: You said yesterday was the Mid-Autumn Festival, so how do you usually celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival? Is it the same as us?

Zhu Qingxuan echoed: Same question!
  Luo Huai'an thought about the red envelopes and gifts she got during the Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday, and nodded seriously: It's the same. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, parents will give out red envelopes in [Love each other as a family]. The weight of the red envelope is based on head count, and everyone has one. After grabbing the red envelopes, the person responsible for distributing them will also give some small gifts.

There are only a few festivals a year, and most of them are handed out red envelopes by elders, and occasionally brothers and sisters will also give out red envelopes. And we juniors just need to grab it!
  Lin Shilu heard the pride and unconscious showoff in the words, and asked again: But like us, did several elders send it together?

Luo Huaian shook his head: No! There are about a dozen parents in the group, and they are sent out in turn every festival every year. Occasionally when I am not available, I will find someone to help fill in. This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival was posted by Lao Jia, the group leader.

Everyone understands.

It seems that the world Luo Huaian lives in is as warm and harmonious as them! There may be a lot of bad things in the world, but if we hold hope in our hearts, it will always become a lot better.

After a long time.

An Zhe'er looked at Luo Huai'an, who was sitting aside in a daze, and asked: What else is there in the interview below? If you have anything to ask, please ask it quickly. We finally managed to squeeze in some time to cooperate with you today.

Luo Huai'an said with some embarrassment: The content of the interview is gone! Mainly because I only had a few questions that I had set before, and now I have finished them all.

Besides, the people we are interviewing today are you, not the patriarch He Xuanmeng of your families, nor the old Jia from Guangying next door.

Having said that, let me interrupt.

This program is jointly produced by major world consciousnesses, the largest of which is jointly sponsored by Jia Bai, the store owner of Xinggui Yijing Tongbao, and Xuanmeng, the world consciousness of Xuanmeng Realm.

The above is the live broadcast of the small theater, and this interview is over.

At the end of the interview, let us say a happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all the readers who supported our story, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, reunion and good health!
  Everyone from European Emperors interviewed this time:
  Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, may reunion and good health!
  The interview ended and the screen changed.

The host ushered in the question from the interviewer:
  By the way, is it too late to say happy Mid-Autumn Festival, reunion and health?

Luo Huaian said innocently: There is nothing I can do! I have already done my best.

　One thousand and two. Before I knew it, I had written thousands. Normal people don’t have so many small theaters, so we are not normal.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)