After hearing his mother ask him to write on the title page, Zhang Zhong stretched his head and looked at the screen of her mobile phone.
Above is a line of text she just typed.
[Thank you for your righteous speech, don’t be defeated by life, I will always support you silently where you can’t see it - Zhang Zhong]
"Uh, do you want to give the book to the waiter you just said?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"Um."
"This is good, but isn't it a bit too disgusting?" Zhang Zhong looked at the words on the phone and said that this is not my style at all.
"What's so disgusting? If a person who has nothing to do with her speaks out like this for you, why can't you cheer her up and cheer her up? Otherwise, why would they want you as an idol?" said Hu Huifang.
Zhang Zhong frowned secretly. That girl may not be his fan, she might just say it casually.
But his mother had spoken, so he could only do it.
He took out his pen and copied this line word for word on the title page.
"Give it to her when you check out."
"OK."
…
When it was time to check out, Zhang Zhong took the book and ran to the counter to pay, but he didn't see the waiter, so he asked the boss, "Boss, where was the waiter just now?"
The boss's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Xiao Li had offended another customer? This guy wearing sunglasses looked like he was not someone to be trifled with.
"Sir...sir, if our waiter is inconsiderate in any way, I will apologize to you on her behalf."
Seeing that the boss had misunderstood, Zhang Chong smiled and said, "No, boss, don't misunderstand. Her service is very good. Please give this book to her for me."
"This book..."
The boss took it and was about to open it when Zhang Zhong said, "Please help me pass it on to her."
"Oh, okay, I understand." The boss stopped turning the book.
After the matter was done, Zhang Zhong took his parents and left.
After a while, Li Qi came out of the back kitchen, and the boss called her out, "Xiao Li, a customer just left a book for you."
"Left a book?" Li Qi was a little confused, "What book?"
"That's it. It's quite thick."
Li Qi was even more confused when she saw it was "The Ordinary World" because it was a book by Zhang Zhong, her favorite author.
Could it be a prank played by an acquaintance?
With doubts, she opened the book.
If it was a prank, there might be something inside the book.
After flipping through it, I didn't see anything in it, but when I turned to the title page, I saw a line of text.
"Thank you for your righteous speech...I have always supported you silently, Zhang Zhong...Zhang Zhong!" Li Qi almost jumped up, "It's Zhang Zhong!"
She suddenly thought of the guest at the table just now, one of whom was wearing sunglasses. She had not looked carefully because she was busy just now. Now that she thought about it, even though she was wearing sunglasses, she looked very familiar.
Is that Zhang Zhong?
Li Qi patted her head. Fortunately, she usually prided herself on being a die-hard fan, but today she didn't even recognize him in front of her.
As for this line of words, the idol probably heard what she just said to the table next to her, so she specially encouraged her.
It's so heartwarming.
The characters are really beautiful too.
This paragraph of text seemed disgusting to Zhang Zhong, but seemed particularly heart-warming to Li Qi. It is rare to see idols who take such good care of their fans.
The boss looked at Li Qi's look and asked doubtfully, "Who makes you so happy?"
"He's the author whose sales exceeded 1.3 billion. His signed books are hard to come by."
The boss was also somewhat impressed by the author whose sales exceeded 1.3 billion, but he was more concerned about the value of this book, "So this book is valuable?"
"How can you measure it in terms of money? But I heard that special lottery tickets are sold for thousands on the Internet."
The boss exclaimed, "That's not cheap. Xiao Li, you are very lucky."
"This is not luck, this is strength." Li Qi said proudly.
…
On the way back to the hotel, Hu Huifang was in a good mood.
"Son, if your fans defend you so much, you should also be nice to your fans, you know?"
"I know, I know." Apart from knowing, Zhang Zhong did not dare to say anything else, but since his mother was happy, this book was worth giving as a gift.
"Next time, write a few more books and bring them with me. If you meet such a fan again, I will help you pamper them." Hu Huifang said with a smile.
"Okay, okay." Zhang Zhong didn't know where his mother learned these words for fans.
My father also said, "How about you prepare a few more books for me?"
"What are you going to do, and use your son's book as a favor?"
Zhang Xingjun looked aggrieved and thought to himself: Why do you have such double standards? Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps. What if you give books to your fans, and I give books to you as a favor?
But he dared to think about this in his heart and was determined not to say it out loud.
After returning to the hotel, after waiting for a while, Xu Yuhan and the others came back with their students.
Pengpeng is in a good mood, but that doesn't mean she behaves well. After all, children are not particularly concerned about these things.
Sure enough, as soon as Pengpeng came back, she talked about having roast duck in the evening.
"Dad, Teacher Xu said he would take me to eat roast duck tonight."
Zhang Zhong knew that asking her about the competition was in vain, so he turned to Xu Yuhan and asked, "How are you today?"
Xu Yuhan smiled and said, "It's good. The theme of Pengpeng's performance this time is dreams."
"Then what did this girl draw?" Hu Huifang asked.
"Pengpeng drew a lot of things, including magic wands, elves, and elephants. In fact, what they drew is not the main thing. What the examiners should look at is the expressiveness of the author. Pengpeng's color performance is very good, so it should be
I can get good grades."
Speaking of the competition, Pengpeng jumped and said, "Actually, I still have a lot to draw, but the drawing board is only a little bit big, and it is not enough for me to draw."
Zhang Zhong shrugged, thinking, the layout of this girl's painting is definitely not pleasing to the eye.
"When will the results come out?"
"The organizing committee said that the results will be released tomorrow. The main reason is that the organizing committee wants to award awards on the spot. Considering that many people come from all over the country, they must speed up. The key is that the people coming to the competition this time are not special.
Many people were originally recommended by the provinces themselves, and the painting was done on-site. Many people were recommended, but they may not want to come all the way because they felt there was little hope. After all, it is not easy to come here.”
In fact, Zhang Zhong and the others had not thought about letting Pengpeng get any good results, but it was not difficult for them to come to Yanjing.
But not every family is like Zhang Zhong's family. Many parents will make trade-offs. If they feel that they can't get any prize, they will definitely make a choice.
Of course, in this case, although not many people came, they were all very good players.
"The competition is over. Whether we can get good results in the future is no longer up to us, so don't think about it. Let's go and have a good meal as a family tonight." Zhang Zhong said with a smile. He didn't want to say this.
It puts Pengpeng under pressure, but he is obviously over-worrying. Pengpeng has a small heart and a big heart. This little competition cannot be taken seriously by her at all. On the contrary, the roast duck and heel can attract her attention.