Her other hand held her daughter tightly, lest she be frightened at such a young age.
In fact, Youyou was even more excited than she was when she saw this scene. She had a bright smile on her face and waved her little hands towards the crowd.
In an instant, cheers erupted in the venue. Fortunately, she was wearing sunglasses, otherwise she would have been blinded by those flashing lights. Shen Jieyu waved, and then led by the staff to the workbench, and suddenly there was a loud sound in the venue. There was a burst of cheers, "No tears, no tears, no tears..." The voice was as neat as a trained one. Shen Jieyu stood up again and bowed deeply to the readers who liked her, and the whole place was boiling again. .
The scrolling big screen behind Shen Jieyu is playing scenes from a youth idol drama adapted from her novel. On the left and right sides are giant posters tailor-made for Shen Jieyu by the company. At first glance, she has quite the temperament of a star. Then came the flower baskets and banners sent by readers and friends from all over the country. This scene shocked Shen Jieyu. She had always been in front of the computer, and she didn't know that she was so affected in life. Welcome, I originally thought that I would only rely on the income from the novel to support myself and my daughter, but unexpectedly I gained so much unexpectedly.
"Wow, readers are so enthusiastic, so without further ado, friends can now line up to invite the writer Wu Tear to sign autographs for everyone." As soon as the host finished speaking, there was another burst of joy. This scene was Shen's heart. What Jieyu couldn't even imagine seemed to be a scene she had dreamed of.
Shen Jieyu sat down in front of the table and took off her sunglasses. Youyou sat aside obediently and said nothing, her little face was bright and sunny, and she was not afraid of the scene at all.
Shen Jieyu held a pen in her hand, and the readers also lined up in a long queue in an orderly and conscious manner. Everyone held Shen Jieyu's new book in their hands. Every time they signed a name, Shen Jieyu's heart She will be more grateful, so she is very careful when signing autographs, and some readers are even invited to take photos together. Shen Jieyu never disappoints her readers, and she generously stands up to take photos with readers. This Everyone praised her for her approachability.
While signing the book, there are still many media who are anxiously waiting to interview Shen Jieyu. Because Shen Jieyu is so famous and it is her first mysterious appearance, the media attention is naturally inevitable.
Because she has never appeared in public, the outside world can't help but speculate about the writer's tears.
Now that I see the real body without tears in front of me, there is no doubt about the great love that is being sought after by the media.
All the flashlights were focused on Shen Jieyu, and some radio stations even launched a live broadcast.
*
Lan Jing was waiting painfully in the office. At this time, he felt as uncomfortable as thousands of ants. Today was a book signing held by his favorite author Wu Lei in City L. What made Lan Jing regretful was that he Unable to see his favorite writer in person, this really made Lan Jing, a seemingly honest and loyal person, feel a little disappointed. Bored, he turned on the computer at the secretary's desk. Regarding Wu Lei, Lan Jing’s evaluation is that an author who can write such a novel with such a full and rich plot must have many stories behind him or her. Lan Jing guesses that this writer must be very old.
In order to verify his conjecture, Lan Jing turned on the TV, and the signing event was being broadcast live on the TV.
"No tears, no tears, no tears..." The readers' love for the writer came from the TV. The camera first scanned the entire scene. It goes without saying that the lively scene was so lively. Lan Jing felt very excited at this time. perturbed.
"Hello everyone in the audience, I am currently at the autograph session on the first floor..." A reporter appeared in front of the camera.
"Dear viewers, you can now see the world-renowned writer behind me without tears." Suddenly, Shen Jieyu's figure appeared at the end.
Lan Jing was immediately startled, "God, this woman looks like she is less than thirty years old, how could it be possible... Could it be that I guessed wrong."
When Lan Jing was confused about the situation, the more he looked at Shen Jieyu, the more he felt that this woman seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. He could only see the outline of her face from a distance. Then the camera turned to Shen Jieyu. The huge poster next to Jieyu was taken by Shen Jieyu without any cover. It didn't matter. Lan Jing's hands began to tremble. Why does this woman look so like a young mistress?
I pressed the pause button decisively and kept adjusting the screen ratio to a very large size until I finally saw clearly that it was the young mistress. No wonder she wrote such a beautiful novel. If you think about it carefully, many of the plots are related to Shen Jieyu. My life is very similar, no wonder I feel familiar.
*
"President Su, now that you have caught Chen Chenxi, I think you will not forget your promise to help our He family, right?" He Qianqian stood across the table from Su Xinyan, looking at the person sitting on it. Su Xinyan said with some luck in his tone.
"Of course, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my promise to you." Su Xinyan stood up and came to He Qianqian's side.
"Thank you so much, President Su!" He Qianqian reached out and tapped Su Xinyan's tie, then withdrew her hand.
Su Xinyan returned to the chair and turned his back to He Qianqian.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. If anything happens, I'll call you again. I hope we can cooperate next time." He Qianqian left with a flattering voice.
Su Xinyan leaned his head heavily on the back of the chair and closed his eyes. At this time, he felt conflicted. What would happen if he caught Chen Chenxi? Can he still find Shen Jieyu, but he couldn't even find him? She and Su Xinyan couldn't believe how capable Chen Chenxi was in finding Shen Jieyu.
So many people have been sent out, but there is only one result, that is, they cannot be found. They are really a bunch of waste.
"Shen Jieyu, where are you? I know you must still be alive now!" Su Xinyan angrily swept all the documents on the table to the ground and beat the table heavily with his hand.
It didn't matter if he didn't mention her, but mentioning her always filled his heart with conflict and anger. Su Xinyan paced back and forth in the office restlessly.
*
Seeing He Qianqian coming out of the CEO's office, Lan Jing came to the door and knocked on it.
A "dong dong" knock sounded on the door.
"Come in!" Su Xinyan said irritably.
"Boss, that young lady..." Lan Jing was hesitant to speak because of his excitement.
Su Xinyan frowned and said, "Get out!" before Lan Jing finished speaking.