July 12, afternoon.

Lin Weidong arrived in Shanghai.

As before, Lin Weidong did not live in the house he had just bought, but in Annie's house.

When Lin Weidong arrived home, Anne was busy in the kitchen.

"What's tossing at home, just find a better restaurant outside. Lin Weidong persuaded him.

In fact, Lin Weidong was thinking in his heart, go out with Anne for a meal early, and then come back to exercise with her.

"Just eat it at home. Anne cut the dish and said, "You don't have to do it, I'll do it myself." ”

Lin Weidong silently watched her busy, and suddenly remembered to help out, so he found an old apron for her to tie around her waist.

As she cut the meat, she said, "You are busy with your business, and I will do it myself." ”

Seeing that Lin Weidong didn't leave, Anne said to him again: "Why don't you go buy some oil and ingredients." I've got a lot of bottles here, they're almost empty. ”

"Do you want soy sauce, do you want vinegar?" Lin Weidong looked at the cabinet and asked one by one.

"All of them, all of them in the kitchen. Anne said earnestly.

Lin Weidong simply brought the purchase book, bought all the vermicelli sesame paste alkaline noodles, and bought two bottles of red wine.

When she came back from the supermarket, Anne was frying fish, and the smoke was filled, so Lin Weidong found a hat for her to put on, making her look like a female Balu in the smoke of gunpowder.

"Sister Anne," Lin Weidong asked, "do you have any friends who want to come later?"

"Nope. ”

"Then how do you cook so many dishes?"

"Can't two of you eat a little more hearty?"

"Yes, I just think it's too hard for you. ”

Anne stopped talking, buried herself in cooking, although she lived slowly, but she was very meticulous, very organized, very thoughtful, and every dish had to be tasted before cooking.

In her spare time, seeing that Lin Weidong was still standing there, Anne pushed him with her elbow: "Don't compensate me for smoking here, go out and rest." ”

In order to prove that he had a reason to stay in the kitchen, Lin Weidong picked up a knife and chopped up the two green onions she had put on the board before she had time to cut.

On weekdays, Lin Weidong just likes to eat, and he is not good at doing this kind of thing, so he looks left and right, so he is chic and cuts his finger, but fortunately the cut is not deep, but there is some blood.

"If you really want to help, go out. ”

Lin Weidong pinched his fingers and came out of the kitchen without tears.

After a while, Anne came out with the food and asked him, "Does it matter?"

Lin Weidong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. ”

Anne sneered, "You're stupid. After speaking, he went back to the room and took a hemostatic patch and applied it to Lin Weidong's wound.

"yes, I thought I could do everything, but it doesn't seem to be the case. ”

"You can't hurt your hand anymore, and you'll have to sign the book tomorrow." ”

"I know, it's out of the way. ”

The dishes are all fried and a table is set.

For more than a year, because of Li Xiaojuan, Lin Weidong has also eaten a very decent meal.

But...... Anne's fried dishes belong to Zhejiang cuisine, she is also a native of Ningbo, good at cooking seafood, fresh and salty, steaming, roasting, stewing and other techniques, pay attention to fresh and tender, soft, original, strong color, but the long-lost taste is enough, is their own pot revealed out of the homely cordial taste.

After eating three points full, Lin Weidong and Anne drank red wine happily, and after a few glasses of red wine, they were a little drunk and hazy, laughing happily and talking non-stop.

"Sister Anne, what do you think of me as a person, do you have a good impression?" Lin Weidong asked with a smile.

"It's okay," said Anne, "enough to remember for a few years." ”

Lin Weidong asked with a smile: "Will a person as arrogant as you think that I am not worthy of you?"

"I'm not arrogant, I just don't speak to people I don't know," said Anne after a pause, "perhaps, you should say that I am not worthy of you, after all, I am so much older than you." ”

"Sister Anne, what age is it now, it's the twenty-first century, and you still talk about age. ”

After eating, Anne was washing dishes in the sink, the water was dripping, Lin Weidong was not idle, he was rubbing the table lightly outside, and the dining stool made a slight moving sound.

"I'm boiling a kettle of water, you think about it. ”

"Hmm. ”

Lin Weidong lowered his head and agreed, thinking about how to shoot at her later.

As the saying goes, the essence is overflowing, and the moon is full and the moon is losing, Lin Weidong feels that the resources stored in his body, if they are not consumed, it is a waste to keep them, and they will be regenerated anyway.

After Anne came out of the kitchen, she said to Lin Weidong: "Lonely City, you are the first online writer to develop from online to offline and hold a personal new book signing, so don't stay up late tonight and rest early." ”

"Go to bed early, behave well tomorrow, I wish you a victorious start and success!"

"Sister Anne, the signing meeting is not a physical job, as long as you use your pen, it doesn't matter if you don't sleep tonight. ”

"Is it okay to sleep with me tonight?" Sister Anne, I haven't been intimate with you for a long time...... Lin Weidong said, and pulled Anne into his arms.

Anne raised her head and looked at Lin Weidong with a pleading look, she was really ruthless, and said with a red face: "Okay, then say okay, you can rest when you are tired, don't hold on, don't do it more than three times." ”

"Okay, I promise you. Lin Weidong couldn't help but nod happily.

Probably because of the tiring travel, this night, Lin Weidong only did it twice with Anne, and then fell asleep in a daze.

For tomorrow's event, in fact, Lin Weidong is both looking forward to it and worried, worried that there will be no readers to participate in the event tomorrow, and the scene will look cold and embarrassing.

After all, most of the fans of online writers like Lin Weidong are active on the Internet, and in reality they may be very shy and introverted foot-pickers.

On the second day, the book signing event was held in the square in front of the Chongwen City store.

At 12:30 p.m., most of the square was already crowded, and readers holding Lin Weidong's new book lined up in a long line, and people joined the line one after another, waiting under the bright sun.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Weidong, accompanied by the staff, appeared at the signing table in the square.

At this time, three or four hundred people had gathered in the square, and the crowd began to pour forward.

Seeing such a lively scene, a stone hanging in Lin Weidong's heart finally landed smoothly, and he still felt flattered.

Subsequently, Lin Weidong was interviewed by reporters, who were all invited by Banyan Tree and the publishing house to publicize at their expense, and basically raised some problems that were not nutritious.

The reporter asked: "Hello Lonely City, what do you think of online literature?"

Lin Weidong thought for a while and said calmly: "The Internet threshold is lower, so that more people can publish their works, but because of this, a large number of works are rough and uneven, and you usually have to read a lot of works to find a few masterpieces." ”

The reporter asked: "Recently, Han Han's "Triple Gate" has been selling very well, and many post-80s writers have also launched new books, do you feel pressure?"

Lin Weidong shook his head: "No, I don't have any pressure, this is a healthy competition, and the market is still very big." ”

After answering a few questions from reporters, the signing event officially began.

At the scene, the reporter found the fan who was at the top of the line, only to see that her lips were already a little white, and her complexion was not very good, which looked like a sign of heat stroke.

She told reporters that her surname is Duan, she is a junior high school student, and she likes to stay in the lonely city for half a year, "I came to line up at 10 o'clock in the morning, I was afraid that people couldn't stand it, and I brought a stool to sit up and queue up."

And she successfully got the autograph, and she left all her hard work behind: "The real person in the lonely city is as handsome as I imagined!"

Even so, Lin Weidong's signature lasted from 3 o'clock to 7 o'clock in the evening.

After the end, Lin Weidong took a photo with dozens of super die-hard fans, which was a relief.

In the end, 750 copies were sold, of which 330 were recorded after 3 p.m.

After the signing meeting, Lin Weidong was rubbing his sore wrists, and William Zhu was also present in person, handed him a bottle of water, and said with a smile: "How is it, is it okay to sign for readers?"

"It's good, it feels good. Lin Weidong pretended to smile lightly.

However, Lin Weidong pondered in his heart, this guy doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, and he has more than 750 book signatures, I have to rest well, otherwise my wrist will be useless.

"Let's go! Have a good rest tonight, and I have to go to Hangzhou tomorrow!" Zhu William patted Lin Weidong on the shoulder and said with a smile, he was also a little surprised by the popularity of the on-site signing meeting.

After seeing Lin Weidong's strong appeal and super popularity, William Zhu is more confident in the sales of "Days of Living with a Flight Attendant".