Regarding organizing book fan meetings, Li Peifeng actually felt quite ashamed.
Generally speaking, writers rarely hold activities specifically to meet book fans!
They publish some new physical book, and then jointly hold a book signing event with the publishing house offline. The main purpose is to increase the sales of the book.
Specifically, the author is asked to speak a few words on stage, and then the book fans buy the author's book, have it signed by the author himself, and then take a photo together.
And what about me? I have written so many books, but none of them have been published, and I even shamelessly held a fan meeting...
Others are trying to increase book sales, but what does this mean to me?
Thank you female readers or fans for your generous donations to help me tide over the difficulties?
To put it simply, a thank you banquet for the donor?
Really polite and polite!
Do you still have the spirit of a scholar?
"No more, really no more!"
Li Peifeng held the brush in hand, glanced at the empty bag under the desk, and explained: "But those of you who haven't received the fans and bookmarks, don't worry. I have asked the staff to buy them. Everyone will definitely receive them before lunch."
"It's okay, don't worry."
"Hmm, it's very windy, can we take a photo together?"
"sure."
"Click~"
It's already half past ten, and there are so many beautiful women in Lingbo Hall, and the bright sun cannot dispel the gloom in the room...
Moreover, there were actually two more female book lovers who came than those who signed up. After asking, I found out that these two people did not see the group registration last night. They only saw it early this morning and hurriedly came by train.
Even so, you can't drive people away. It doesn't matter if there are two more people. You can still add two stools in the restaurant.
"Brother Feng, can you help me write the subtitles?" A short, round-faced girl with a ponytail begged pitifully.
Li Peifeng recalled the screen name that the round-faced girl had written when she registered just now, and suddenly said: "You are a Loli Luosuo, right?"
Is that the Lolita who wants to buy my underwear and make me fly?
Perhaps thinking of this, Loli blushed and said with embarrassment, "Yes."
Li Peifeng smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, what do you want to write?"
"Just...just write the words 'Wind and Water Rise'." Loli whispered in a long voice: "This has a good meaning!"
No matter how good the meaning of the idiom is, it becomes very bad when you little filthy bitches use it!
"No problem." Li Peifeng happily agreed and started writing.
In the restaurant, women from all over the world share the same identity as members of the book club "Feng Sheng Shui Qi", or fans of Li Peifeng's books.
At this time, they were either sitting and admiring the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, discussing the plot of a certain book and interesting anecdotes while chatting online; or they were surrounding Li Peifeng, watching him splashing ink and writing, exclaiming like a layperson watching the excitement; or
He used his mobile phone to secretly take pictures of Mr. Li's handsome appearance, showing a surprised expression and talking in a low voice...
"Lao Huang really didn't lie, Yi Liang Feng is really handsome!"
"Haha, I have sent the photo to the group, and they are all blown away!"
"Hmph, let them not come, they will regret it to death!"
"It's better if there are fewer people here. With fewer readers, we can interact more with one or two styles. If there are more people, it won't be our turn."
"Interact? Move each other?"
"How many people take turns? So many people take turns?! Oh my God! Your idea is very dangerous!"
"Hahaha~ don't interrupt~"
Because there were many people in the restaurant and the voices were mixed, Li Peifeng, who was concentrating on writing inscriptions for other book friends, couldn't hear clearly what they were saying. He could only hear the laughter that sounded like silver bells from time to time, and the crisp laughter like a kingfisher, conscious of the atmosphere.
Not bad, I feel relaxed and happy.
It may be that most of the female readers of online literature are younger. The average age of the book club in [Feng Sheng Shui Qi] is twenty-one, and they are invincible in their youth and youth;
It may be that wisdom produces beauty, and the female book fans who read my books are all good-looking;
It may also be that female readers who dare to participate in offline book fan meetings and meet the author have a certain degree of confidence in their appearance...
In any case, for various reasons, the average appearance of the thirty-two female book lovers in the restaurant is at a relatively high level.
At first glance, it is pleasing to the eye!
Combined with the beautiful scenery outside the window, it’s amazing!
As the saying goes, "There is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below." Nothing could be better than this.
It's great if you're a book fan, it's wonderful if you're a book fan.
Li Peifeng thought that if one day he published a physical book, he would definitely do it again.
But it’s hard to find a blind publisher. As for the stuff I wrote, the hope of publishing it as a physical book is very slim, unless someone has a brain...
"Writer Xiaofeng, please write a word for me too."
A pretty and mature woman about thirty years old said with a smile: "I've been waiting for a long time."
I saw that this woman had shawl dark red hair, flowing and smooth, a standard face with oval seeds, a sharp and straight nose bridge, cool makeup and charming eyes, even if you don't look at her white slim figure
The devilish figure under the dress is also a rare beauty.
The lost deer, real name, Lu Yao.
Li Peifeng apologized: "Sister Lu, I will write it for you. Well, what words do you want?"
Lu Yao's smile did not diminish: "You can do whatever you want, anything is fine, I won't pick."
"Pei Feng, it's almost time." Huang Tianxuan reminded.
"immediately."
Li Peifeng thought for a moment and simply wrote eight words: "Be free and fearless, and the years will be smooth."
"Thank you." Lu Yao seemed very satisfied with the calligraphy and looked at it with appreciation.
"Click!"
Huang Tianxuan pressed the bell on the wall and nodded to Li Peifeng.
What is it like for a man to have dinner with thirty-two women?
In other words, what is it like for a rare and handsome writer to have dinner with his thirty-two young female book fans?
These thirty-two female book lovers are fat and thin, with different shapes, including lolita type, royal sister type, cute type, mature type, innocent type, sister type, etc...
The chatter is not clean, but the overall feeling is pretty good.
He can't stop talking, and the topic revolves around Li Peifeng. Whenever a reader discusses the plot of a certain book with him, he will say a few words. If someone has nothing new to say, praise his face or praise his voice, even if he is tired of hearing it.
Also express gratitude.
"Pei Feng, stop chatting and try this dish." Huang Tianxuan served him some food.
"Well, the author's brother is growing, right? Eat more,"
Lu Yao also followed suit, showing her sister's concern.
"OK."
Finally having time to eat two mouthfuls of food, Writer Li looked up casually and his eyes fell on someone unintentionally. The female book lover's cheeks turned red and she had no time to think about eating and nothing else.
If you are tired of seeing this, let’s look at the cold and glamorous one.
At first he didn't take it seriously, but gradually his eyes responded with tenderness, hazy and obscure, as if covered with a layer of mist on the West Lake in the early morning.
How can a guy who writes male videos experience this kind of happiness!!
Li Peifeng felt warm, happy and fulfilled.
…
…
Capital, AllBright Apartment.
Lying on his side, the extremely light-blocking curtains were drawn tightly, not even a trace of the noon sun penetrated, only his head playfully peeked out from the corners.
On the bed, two women were covered with quilts, their beautiful bodies spread out, their white or pink-brown arms and legs exposed outside the quilt, but they remained motionless, as if they were still sleeping soundly.
"you!"
"asshole!!"
But soon, their bodies began to tremble a little, and they closed their eyes as if they were cursing someone. Then, the two women opened their eyes in unison, breathing heavily, and they subconsciously turned their heads to look at each other...
"Are you awake?" Wu Wenyue frowned and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
"Well, I'm dreaming." Xu Maning felt weak and wanted to sit up but couldn't resist the tiredness of just waking up, so she could only sit on the bedside.
"What dream?"
"Dream about... forget it." Xu Manying shook her head and said nothing.
Wu Wenyue held her shoulder with his left hand and was still rubbing his eyes with his right hand: "Tell me, what is he doing now?"
"Who knows!" Xu Manying was a little angry: "I waited for so long last night, and I didn't even know I got a call when I got off the plane. I was on a business trip and it seemed like I had disappeared!"
After saying that, he looked at Wu Wenyue: "Has he contacted you?"
"without."
Wu Wenyue shook her head, and then consoled her: "Let's be more open-minded. What if he dies?"
"..."
The two were silent for a moment. Xu Manying rubbed her face against the neck of the person in her arms and whispered: "Yueyue, what if he really dies?"
Wu Wenyue sighed: "If he is really dead, collect his body for him."
…
"There are still many things that I want to say but haven't said yet. I saved them because I wanted to write a novel. Let people watch them silently and remember them lightly..."
The book fan meeting in the Lingbo Hall has reached its climax. Li Peifeng sang a song that attracted countless applause and cheers, and then withdrew to let other interested book fans show off their singing skills.
"Xiao Feng, what else can you not do?" Lu Yao's eyes were filled with sparkles. Because she had just drank half a glass of rice wine, her cheeks were slightly flushed. She seemed to be too drunk, and her body involuntarily turned towards Li Peifeng.
"Haha, Sister Lu, don't praise me like that." Li Peifeng stretched out his hand to hold her soft arm to prevent her from falling, then let go and said with a smile: "Will you sing a song later?"
"No, sister can't sing." Lu Yao covered her mouth with a smile and hit him: "If you have time, you can teach my god sister, then you can still consider it."
Teach? How to teach?
Huang Tianxuan rolled her eyes covertly, stepped on Li Peifeng with her high heel, and said in his ear: "Stay away from this bad woman!"
The ears and temples are rubbing against each other, and the fragrant wind is blowing. On the left is the little sister, and on the right is the eldest sister. Why should I stay away from her? Why don't you just stay closer to me?
Li Peifeng smiled and nodded: "Yuan, the sun is very round today."
"Ding-deng-deng-deng-deng~~"
As my heart was trembling, the urgent bell rang.
Li Peifeng frowned and took out his mobile phone. He glanced at it for a long time, and his whole mood felt like he had fallen from Hangzhou, where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, to Dongsanzhou in the cold winter of March 9th!
Four words that pierce the heart!
I saw the name 'Xu Manying' placed in the center of the screen. The front camera reflected my current blurry real-time image. The hand holding the phone moved left and right, and the various beautiful book lovers around me also dimly displayed...
"Xu Manying invites you to video chat..."
(Readers, hungry, tickets, money!)
This chapter has been completed!