"Awang, come here, come and read the book written by my son."

In Wangzhai Village below Kangyong County, Wang Youliang, who was sitting in the canteen next to the village square, stopped a young man passing by and handed over a beautifully packaged novel with a smile.

When he went to Wuzhou to purchase goods in the morning, Wang Youliang went to Xinhua Bookstore to transport the 300 novels he had ordered back. In the afternoon, when he had nothing to do, he sat at the village canteen to distribute books.

Every young man in the village has a copy.

As for the old man with a dull look in his eyes, when he asked for something, Wang Youliang did not refuse anyone who came, and distributed more than 200 copies.

"Is this written by your Yongren?"

Taking the novel, Awang asked in surprise.

"Well, look at the author's introduction on this page, it's my A-Ren."

Opening the cover of the book, Wang Youliang pointed to the author's introduction at the fold. The smile on his face squeezed out several deep grooves in the crow's feet.

"Hey, your old Wang family has a great writer."

A Wang, who dropped out of junior high school to work, did know a few words. After reading the author's introduction, he praised him with envy.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yongren, a college student from a second university, turned out to be a writer. Oh my god!!!

"So-so, this is the first volume. If you think it's good, I'll give you another copy when the second volume comes out in a few months."

"Yes, thank you. I wish Yongren's new book a great sale!"

"thank you!"

After seeing Ah Wang off and seeing two other young people passing by, Wang Youliang quickly called out to them: "Ah Xing, Ah Cheng, come on, come on..."

...

"There is no one like me in the world. I like you so much!"

"Thank you for your support."

"There is no one like me in the world. You are so handsome!"

"Thank you for your support."

"There is no one like me in the world, can I take a photo with you?"

"OK!"

...

"Little sisters, come and see this handsome writer. At the Xinhua Bookstore on *Shan Road, I got an autograph and took a photo. The writer Oppa is so handsome!! [Photo.JPG]"

"Wow, I really like the guy wearing glasses."

"Isn't this the Oppa in my dream? He'll be here in ten minutes, help me get a seat."

"Oh oh oh, I'll be there soon."

"I'll get up right away, sisters, wait for me."

...

In the largest Xinhua Bookstore in Jinling, Wang Yongren sat on a small stage and signed autographs for more than three hours, totaling more than 800 books.

If Sister Dong hadn't communicated with the organizer and ended this autograph signing, those little fans who came after hearing the news because they were attracted by someone's appearance would have really blocked the door of the bookstore.

"If I had known earlier, I would have put your photo on the introduction in the book."

Sitting in the car, Dong Qincheng looked at the handsome young writer rubbing his wrist and joked with a smile.

Those young girls who came here after hearing the news just now were like crazy star-chasers and almost couldn't get out.

"Forget it, I rely on my talent to make a living."

In response to Sister Dong's teasing, Wang Yongren, who was a bit sore in his wrists, shook his head, not wanting to affect the readers' reading experience because of his handsome appearance.

There is no way, he is handsome as a gift from God and cannot be changed!

"Hehehe..."

Listening to the handsome boy's words, Dong Qincheng couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, his slightly undulating body looking a little dazzling.

After having a unique lunch in a nice restaurant, Wang Yongren went back to the hotel to rest for two hours. At two o'clock in the afternoon, he came to a relatively large private bookstore. Before he even went on stage, he saw a long queue outside.

Wang Yongren, who has a good memory, even saw the young girl he had met in the morning in the crowd in the front row.

Although Wang Yongren is somewhat face-blind, he still has good eyesight for young and beautiful girls, both of which are 5.1.

Before taking the stage, Wang Yongren received a message on QQ, asking someone to invite the young lady from afar to the lounge.

"There is no one like me in the world?!"

After seeing the real person, the ordinary-looking young girl wearing a black JK skirt covered her mouth in surprise.

This little guy is so handsome, even more handsome than Yongjun and Oppa on TV!

"Sister Meimei, it's our first time meeting you. Nice to meet you."

Seeing the young lady in short skirt, Wang Yongren's face was very sincere.

Not to mention, Half Bright and Half Sad is worthy of her online name, and her clothes are very tasteful.

"How can you be so handsome?!"

"..."

"How many people are there?"

At 3:30 in the afternoon, Wang Yongren took a sip of water, his wrist began to feel sore, and he casually asked the assistant Xiao Cheng next to him.

"Already number 389."

"Why are there so many people queuing up here?"

After looking at the long queue in front of him, Wang Yongren asked doubtfully.

In the morning, when the autograph session reached 400 people, the queue was much smaller. Those little fans were all added later.

"On a local forum, someone posted a photo with you, and many people came here after seeing the photo."

Opening his laptop, Assistant Xiao Cheng pointed to a few posts on the Jinling Local Life Forum and answered with a smile.

"..."

Seeing that the click-through rates of those posts discussing his appearance exceeded 10,000, Wang Yongren felt a little helpless.

He originally wanted to rely on his talent to make a living, but the little sisters only saw his handsome face.

Because there were so many people lining up in the afternoon, the autograph session that was originally scheduled to end at five o'clock was postponed to six thirty. In the end, Wang Yongren felt that his right hand was no longer his.

After he was reborn, he was always typing on the keyboard, and he had never written so many words.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how to fight left and right, otherwise his right hand would save a lot of pressure.

However, when he heard the news that the bookstore where the book signing was held in the afternoon had sold more than 2,500 books, Wang Yongren had a smile on his lips. This was thousands more books than he had signed.

If nothing else, those are his royalties!

"Writer Xiao Wang, it's a pleasure to meet you. I know you are very busy, so I didn't bother you before, so I'm just asking you to have a meal now!"

In the private room of a private kitchen restaurant with unique decoration, a slightly wealthy middle-aged man with thick hair stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Qi!"

The handshake broke at the first touch. Wang Yongren, who felt some pain in his wrist, twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a sincere smile on his face.

One look at the other person's face and he knew that he was related to Deputy Editor Dong. On the way here just now, he knew that Chief Editor Qi was Sister Dong's uncle.

After all, everyone is considered a member of the family!

"..."

After dinner, Wang Yongren, whose wrists were sore, did not go out for a stroll, so he rested in the hotel. A professional masseur came to help him soothe the nerves in his wrists.

I have to say that Sister Dong is really thoughtful.

Under the massage of a professional female technician, Wang Yongren held his mobile phone in his left hand, looked at the chat records in the QQ group, and couldn't help but smile.

Half bright and half sad: [Group photo.JPG] After meeting my little brother, I am already his fan!

Crouching Insect in the River Gorge: Mingliang, where are your reservations and your principles? By the way, little brother, he is indeed more handsome than Mingyue!

Wuling people: twice as handsome as Mingyue!

Helan Shanque: Three times more handsome than Mingyue!

That year Mingyue: I relied on my talent to make a living, and my little brother is pretty good!

Half bright and half sad:......

Helpless this year:......

This thing is unparalleled in the world:......

Fog locks Manjiang:......

Wuling people:......

River Gorge:......

The bright moon of that year:??????

...

While waiting for today's sales volume to be released, Wang Yongren leaned on the bedside, admiring the models he finally found on the catwalk, and commented on the texture of the underwear.

"The smell of her perfume on you is caused by my nose..."

At 11:30 p.m., the ringtone of his mobile phone rang, and Wang Yongren switched to a channel that replayed "The Condor" to appreciate the beauty of the fairy girl. He picked up the mobile phone with his left hand and flipped it open to answer the call.


Chapter completed!