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More than two hundred book fans lined up like a long queue, and they took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
Luo Yun is wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and signing a book.
"Xiaoyao, I like your works very much"
"Xiaoyao Da, you update too fast. You can update 10,000 words a day. You should pay attention to rest more often."
"Mr. Xiaoyao, this bouquet of flowers is for you!"
"Xiaoyao Da, do you have a girlfriend? I am a professional model, and I like reading, listening to music, running, and having children."
"Xiaoyao-san, "The Legend of Immortals and Demons" is the best novel I have ever read, even "Three-Body Problem", "Lord of the Rings" and "Harry Potter", thank you for writing such an excellent work "
The scene is very lively.
There are female fans, male fans, student fans, white-collar fans, classroom fans, elderly fans, and international fans who fly over from Japan.
There are flowers, water, hand-ground coffee and self-baked desserts.
There is also a box of blades sent.
"Happy! You bastard!"
"How dare you write my Yueyue Fairy to death!!"
"I limit you to revive the invitation fairy within 100,000 words, otherwise, hum!"
A big bearded man brought a box of razor blades and dumped them on the table in front of Luo Yun.
As a result, he was thrown out by several security guards.
"terrible."
"Editor-in-Chief, I feel like my life is in danger."
Luo Yun wiped the thick sweat from his forehead.
"Haha, it's all right, there are security guards here."
Tianya smiled and put his hand on Luo Yun's shoulder.
Seeing the queue getting longer and longer, he didn't know how happy he was. The copyright of Xianmozhi was in the hands of their Datang Company, and it was simply a cash cow!
And compared with the lively scene of the "Xianmozhi" fan signing event.
Not far away, the signing event of a collection of poems "Wind and Rain" seemed particularly cold.
"It's not fair that a mere online novel has so many fans!"
"Yes, they must all be bought to join the navy!"
"How can the small white essays on the Internet be compared to the poems written by our Professor Zhou? Are those people all pigs?"
"I'm furious!"
"Idiot masses!"
Seven or eight college students wearing the student uniforms of the Republic of China were so angry.
At this time, an old man in civilian clothes led a man and a woman, walked to the booth, frowned, "Huh? Why are you so deserted?"
"Professor Zhou!"
"Professor Zhou, you are here!"
"Professor Zhou, we have been standing here for more than an hour, and only three people have been here"
The students all came to complain.
The old man in commoner grinned, barely forcing a smile out of his face:
"There are three people? It's okay!"
"Alas, in this world, high-level intellectuals are a minority after all, and there are even fewer high-level intellectuals who can understand my poems."
The two students looked at each other and said falteringly, "No, Professor Zhou."
"Of these three people, one is delivering food, the other is here to ask for directions, and the third is Professor Fu Huai'an from the Chinese Department of Huada University."
The old man in civilian clothes: ""
"Ah! Professor, look!"
At this time, a young man wearing a Republic of China student hat next to the old man in civilian clothes pointed to the crowded booth of Xianmozhi and said, "That Ning Xiaoyao who fought poetry with me on the plane yesterday is right there!"
"Ning Xiaoyao? Is that the trash that wrote Immortals and Demons?"
Next to the young man was a literary young woman, braided and wearing round-frame glasses. She was dressed elegantly and refined, but her mouth was dirty.
The young man was none other than Xu Wenliang, a top student in the Chinese Department of Peking University.
And this young woman with a dirty mouth is her junior, named Zhao Xiaoya.
The old man in civilian clothes is the teacher of Xu Wenliang and Zhao Xiaoya, and Professor Zhou Shuli of the Chinese Department of Peking University. The collection of poems "Wind and Rain" is his latest masterpiece.
"oh?"
?Professor Zhou raised his eyebrows, "Is that the web writer who wrote 'it should be a celestial being drunk and crushing the white clouds' yesterday?"
"To be honest, this poem is not bad, and it has a bit of Li Bai's taste. But it's a pity to waste your talent on online articles."
However, Zhao Xiaoya was very disdainful, and tilted her mouth, "Cut! Professor, I think this poem is veryIn general, it is far worse than that of your professor! "
"Xiaoya, aren't you talking nonsense?"
Xu Wenliang smiled, "How can a mere Internet writer, when it comes to writing poetry, be on par with Professor Zhou?"
"Senior Brother Xu, Professor Zhou, I'm really upset to see how lively they are over there."
"Let's go over and teach that Ning Xiaoyao a lesson, let him know that the sky is high and the earth is strong!"
"Otherwise I'm not feeling well, Professor Zhou"
Under Zhao Xiaoya's strong pleading request.
Zhou Shuli had no choice but to meet this online writer who can write poetry for a while.
However, he didn't do it to slap his face, but to persuade a talented young man to turn his back on the wrong way. Internet literature, after all, is hard to be elegant.
And Luo Yun's side.
Just after driving away a blade delivery man, another lunatic woman came who wanted to kiss him forcefully.
"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, I love you! Let me kiss you!"
"I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"
A fat woman weighing more than 300 kilograms, a meatball chariot rammed over the table and threw herself on Luo Yun.
Two big fat lips like sausages, painted with bright red lipstick, kissed Luo Yun's face madly.
Luo Yun 'resisted desperately' and failed to let the fat woman succeed.
"Lin Xiyan, you are sick from riding a horse!"
He cursed from the bottom of his heart.
good.
From this lunatic, he smelled the unique fragrance of heavenly fragrance, which was definitely sent by Lin Xiyan to play tricks on him.
In the middle of the team.
Seeing this scene, Lin Xiyan laughed so much that her branches trembled and she was full of charms, "Hmph, Luo Yun, I told you to leave me alone! This lady will kill you!"
"Security! Security!"
"Drag this lunatic away!"
Tianya, General, Puff, and Matcha were in a panic, and they tried their best to pull the meat tank off Luo Yun's body.
However, one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again.
"You are Ning Xiaoyao?"
Zhou Shuli walked to the table and looked Luo Yun up and down with a noble look, "It should be that the celestial beings were drunk and crushed the white clouds. The green ants made new wine, and the small red clay stove. You wrote these?"
"Excuse me."
Matcha stepped forward and stopped Zhou Shuli with his hand, "Old man, you are not allowed to jump in line, please go to the back to line up,"
"Blind your eyes!"
Zhao Xiaoya pointed at Matcha angrily, "Let our professor line up? You have a big tone, do you know who our professor is?"
"Why do you scold people?"
Matcha got angry, "Hmph, I don't care who you are, Xiaoyao was attacked just now, you either line up or get out of here."
"What was attacked? Aren't they all the sailors you paid for to act?"
"It's just to deceive these fools."
Xu Wenliang snorted coldly, then pointed at Luo Yun:
"Hey! Ning Xiaoyao, weren't you very arrogant on the plane yesterday?"
"Our Professor Zhou is here today!"
"Come here, the professor has a few words to remind you!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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