On the way to the Wenhuatang Bookstore, Wen Meiqi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and poked her head out: "Mr. Huo's signing meeting starts at half past eight in the morning and ends at eleven o'clock at noon, and ends at half past three in the afternoon. ”

Huo Yaowen shifted his vision from the street scene outside the car window to the front, looked at Wen Meiqi and nodded: "I know, I have read the schedule that Miss Wen gave me after I went back last night." ”

Unlike Hong Kong, which has slowly entered the era of martial arts films, Taiwan is still a world of literary films and romances, but whenever such books or movies are released, as long as they are well written and filmed, they will definitely be a big hit.

Wen Meiqi, as an employee of Aoki Publishing House, knows how well Huo Yaowen's "Sweet Honey" sells in Taiwan, not to mention other cities, New Taipei City alone has sold a full 70,000 copies, which is almost equivalent to one-third of the sales of the entire Taiwan, so the news that Fusheng is going to hold a signing meeting in New Taipei City will spread out, and there will be a lot of people coming, she must remind:

"Mr. Huo, there may be a lot of people participating in the signing meeting this time, although we only publicized it in New Taipei City and Taichung, but there are people from other regions rushing over, so when Mr. Huo waits for the signing meeting, it is best not to have too much communication with book lovers to avoid the flow of people from dispersing. ”

"yes, I see. Although Huo Yaowen has never held a book signing, he also knows that once there are more people coming to this kind of event, it will be easy to cause a crowd jam if he grinds himself, which is not to say that he doesn't want to communicate more with his book fans, but the signing will be like this, just sign and thank the other party for their support.

A few minutes later, when the driver drove across the three-way intersection to another street, Huo Yaowen was also startled by what he saw, the crowd gathered on the side of the street was dense, not to mention thousands of people, if there was not a small square in front, I am afraid that the crowd in line would be able to line up on the other side of the road.

The driver parked the car opposite the Wenhuatang bookstore and said to Wen Meiqi next to him: "I can only park here, there are people at the door of Wenhuatang, and I can't drive in." ”

Wen Meiqi snorted, turned back to him and said, "Mr. Huo, let's get out of the car, I hope you can cover it as much as possible when you go over, your appearance can be recognized by book fans at a glance, it is best not to be blocked outside, it is easy to cause some unnecessary trouble." ”

Hearing this, Huo Yaowen didn't know whether to laugh or be depressed, he didn't speak, just nodded and agreed.

The two got out of the car and walked towards the Wenhuatang bookstore, along the way Huo Yaowen tried to avoid those book lovers, so they simply walked not far apart, and within two minutes, they passed through the crowd in line and walked under a tent set up by Wenhuatang at the entrance of the store.

One of the people in the tent had burning eyes after seeing Wen Meiqi and Huo Yaowen, and walked closer quickly and smiled: "Miss Wen, this must be Mr. Huo!"

Wen Meiqi nodded and introduced: "Boss Guo, this is Mr. Huo Yaowenhuo, the author of "Sweet Honey". ”

Turning sideways, she said to Huo Yaowen again: "Mr. Huo, this is Boss Guo Ruopu, the owner of Wenhuatang, and the venue for this signing meeting was provided by Boss Guo, and he also helped promote it for a long time. ”

Huo Yaowen looked at Guo Ruopu, who was almost thirty years old in front of him, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Dunxi is simple, and it is like a valley." Boss Guo's name is so good, no wonder he can open such a big bookstore. ”

"Mr. Huo also knows this sentence in Lao Tzu?" Guo Ruopu rarely heard people know the meaning of his name, and when he saw him say it, he was happy in his heart and laughed at the same time: "Dunxi is simple, and it is like a valley." Few people can know this sentence, and those who don't read Lao Tzu almost don't know it at all, it seems that Mr. Huo is still a person who reads poetry and books, no wonder he can write such a wonderful book!"

Huo Yaowen smiled: "I just read a little bit of Lao Tzu and don't know much." ”

Before Guo Ruopu could continue to say something, Wen Meiqi next to her said, "Boss Guo's time is almost up, we should start." ”

"Yes, there are more and more people coming now, and if I hadn't arranged a few staff members and police officers to help maintain order, it would have been more troublesome for so many people. Guo Ruopu turned around and said a few words to the employees of several bookstores, and then took Huo Yaowen and Wen Meiqi to a table that had already been prepared, on which a few pens and a bottle of ink had already been placed.

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"Ah, it's exactly like in the photos!"

"No wonder Yishu said in the preface that he was shy to talk about Mr. Huo's handsomeness, it turned out that he was really handsome, and he looked much more handsome than the photo!"

"This is Huo Zainian in my mind, it seems that Yishu is right, Fusheng wrote himself into the book!"

After Huo Yaowen arrived and sat on the chair, the book fans in the front row noticed the comer, and after seeing his appearance clearly, they began to talk to each other.

As the sound of discussion gradually spread to the crowd queuing behind, many girls wanted to poke their heads out and try to see Huo Yaowen sitting in front, but unfortunately there were too many people, and they were not tall, so they could only be anxious and hope that the people in front of them would sign and leave quickly.

"It seems that someone is coming!" Qingxia listened to the discussion of the people in front of her, and after hearing the word Fusheng, she hurriedly turned around and said to Zhang Liren: "Liren, Mr. Fusheng is here, Mr. Fusheng is here!!"

At this time, Zhang Liren, who was still talking to Hu Yinmeng about the Fusheng Book Fans' Club, heard Qingxia's words, and hurriedly turned around and poked his head out and looked ahead: "Where is it?"

"In front! It seems that I have already started to sign autographs for book fans!" Qingxia said excitedly.

Zhang Liren wanted to go out of the team to the front to have a look, but he was afraid that if he left, this position would be gone, and he was embarrassed to let Qingxia help him occupy the position, afraid that the people behind him would say that he could only endure the nervousness and excitement in his heart, and said impatiently: "When will it be our turn?"

Although Hu Yinmeng in the back also wanted to see the author of "Sweet Honey" as soon as possible, the more nervous she was, the more stable she became, and she said calmly: "I took a look when President Zhang was queuing, there were about eighty people in front, according to the twenty seconds of signing a name, it will be our turn in four or five minutes." ”

"That's fast!" Hearing that it only took four or five minutes, Zhang Liren breathed a sigh of relief and began to enter the long wait of four or five minutes.

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Huo Yaowen, who had just sat down, suddenly heard the girl at the top of the line screaming, and couldn't help but look up, and saw that the girl was covering her mouth with excitement and a little excitement on her face, and when she saw this, he smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Hello." ”

"Ah!!" Seeing the exact same smile as in the photo, the girl was so excited that she almost jumped on the spot holding the book to express her excitement.

Although almost all the book fans who walked all the way to see the queue were girls, I didn't expect their screaming voices to turn a book signing party into an idol meeting.

Wen Meiqi next to her also smiled helplessly, although she knew that Huo Yaowen was very famous in Taiwan because of the book "Sweet Honey", and she also knew that most of the fans were girls, but she didn't expect that these sixteen, seventeen, eight girls who could be attracted by just looking at one side and saying a word were so excited.

Wen Meiqi glanced at Huo Yaowen sitting on the chair, with a combed delicate oily hairstyle, as well as an angular side face, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a smile with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, this is indeed very charming, not to mention those little girls, even she herself can hardly resist Huo Yaowen, who exudes a literati atmosphere and has a face that is more handsome than a movie star.

I can't help but think of an ancient poem: "Raise your white eyes and look at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind." ”